Yun Chao: The Demon Concubine Cried After Helping Me Practice Hundreds Of Millions Of Times

There is someone in the DPRK who is good at doing business!

If only the emperor could take care of him, everything would be smooth sailing!

So what if you lose 90%?

As long as the management is good, 10% of the income will be 100% more than before!

"Where is King Liang Ye Xiangyang!"

"Why don't you come out to greet the elder Zong?"

suddenly.

A vast and majestic voice came from the sky.

His tone was condescending and indifferent.

It is a great honor for the prince to have the honor to meet him.

Ye Xiangyang frowned: "The old guy can't live anymore?"

Dayu royal family, thirty-six states luck asylum.

A genius who practices martial arts is like a crucian carp crossing a river.

When these people live to be over a hundred years old and reach Innate strength, they will be absorbed into the clan elder group.

After five hundred years of accumulation, the Zong Laotuan is unfathomable.

It is precisely because of fear of them that the seven states only dare to talk about autonomy, not self-reliance.

But for Ye Xiangyang,

These old people who enjoy royal resources but are not under the jurisdiction of the emperor, but rely on their seniority and Martial Dao power to restrain the emperor at any time, have a right to death!

He didn't wait to take care of them before he could free his hands.

Instead, they jumped out on their own...

"Your Highness, this... visitor is not a good person!"

Li Anping looked a little anxious.

The other family leaders also showed impatient and worried expressions.

After all the private soldiers were wiped out, they became meat and potatoes on the chopping board.

If something goes wrong with the thigh just listed.

The major families will definitely be eaten by the wolves, tigers and leopards that were looked down upon in the past!

"nothing…"

Ye Xiangyang lowered his eyes and didn't care.

Zong Lao really couldn't survive, so he could only reluctantly send him back to the west.

boom!

The earthquake shakes the mountains, and I will tell you sleep from now on!

An old man in rich clothes with white hair, white beard, and pure white sword eyebrows walked in with a dark face.

[Name: Ye Fengyun]

[Identity: The Seventh Elder of the Imperial Family Elder Group]

[Age:134]

[Cultivation: Half-Step to the Way]

[Favorability:-60]

Looking at the young man sitting on the throne, Ye Fengyun could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

"Sin King Ye Xiangyang, why don't you worship the elders?"

"A dog-like thing dares to risk the disapproval of the world and have an affair with his mother and concubine?!"

"How dare you do something like this and torture your uncle like this?!!"

He looked at Ye Xiangyang with cold eyes and asked. Halfway through the door, the surging pressure spread out to all sides like a tide!

Head straight towards Ye Xiangyang!

Today’s young people have strong wings!

A little achievement is lawless!

Even as an elder, Prince Ning, he tortured him like a dead dog!

The following offends the superior, and the young offends the elders. This is intolerable to the clan elders!

As elders and Venerables, the clan elders have the obligation to educate everyone in the royal family, including the emperor!

The leaders of the 160 clans had beads of sweat on their foreheads.

The waist is rickets.

If it weren't for the support of the wooden chair under their buttocks, they would have collapsed to the ground!

Halfway up the road, you are only one step away from the Saint Martial Dao!

Even if his pressure does not come towards everyone, it is not something that just anyone can bear!

As for Ye Xiangyang, who was targeted by coercion, there was no strange color on his face.

"What is your identity? You dare to question me..."

Ye Xiangyang's eyes are like a cold pool that has not changed for a thousand years, deep and cold: "Old man, did I give you a face?"

When the family leaders heard this, they felt bitter in their hearts.

As the top figures of local wealthy families, they also know the terror of Dao Sect's old group.

King Liang went too far!

Even if they don't want to lose this thigh, with these two words, Prince Liang and the royal family elders in front of them have no room to turn around!

this...

Isn’t this an egg against a rock?!

Ye Fengyun was furious: "Okay! What a sinner who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

"You are as bold as your concubine who is in prison!"

Ye Xiangyang narrowed his eyes: "What did you do to Zhou Xiangwei?"

A sneer smile appeared on Ye Fengyun's face: "She was captured and imprisoned by me myself just like you. She is the past and you are the future!"

At the end of the sentence, the tone suddenly rose!

The whole person burst into flames!

The steel-like palms are grabbing at Ye Xiangyang's pipa bones!

The Daewoo royal family does not need villains who do not know how to respect their elders and violate human ethics and filial piety!

He wants to depose Ye Xiangyang and then throw him into the imperial prison of the clan!

As for the throne...

With the clan elders here, why not replace the throne with another prince?

There was a hint of sarcasm on Ye Xiangyang's face: "What an old dog looking for death..."

"Since I can't afford to live..."

"Then don't live!"

The moment before Ye Fengyun caught Ye Xiangyang, Ye Xiangyang's clothes were windless and she automatically moved!

A rolling Sword Intent like a long river erupted from him!

Swing around!

In an instant.

The old man felt as if he had entered the world of swords!

Looking around, everything you look at is boundless!

Sword Intents invisible to the naked eye, some are killing, some are as fierce as thunder, and some are as continuous as flowing water...

All kinds of terrifying Sword Intents were like forming a meat grinder, trying to strangle him in it!

"This... Sword Realm?!"

"How can it be?!!"

Ye Fengyun looked horrified.

The previously ordinary young man now looked like a majestic mountain in his eyes!

It made him feel horrified and at the same time, he felt deeply ashamed!

For the true genius,

The growth of internal force is the simplest (bjfb), it only needs to be accumulated slowly over time.

What is really difficult is the artistic conception and domain!

He has been obsessed with Martial Dao for more than 120 years. In the 35th year, he stepped into Innate and understood the meaning of Yicheng Fist!

But it took nearly a hundred years for him to realize 80% of the meaning of the fist!

It is far away from 90% or 100% of the city!

Not to mention that it is 100% perfect and turns the meaning into a domain!

Where is Ye Xiangyang?

He is only fifteen years old and has already understood the realm. As long as he accumulates inner strength, he can break through and become a saint without any shackles!

Such a person can definitely be called the first genius since the founding of Dayu!

Even Ye Qingtian back then was not as good as him!

J...

Ye Qingtian and he are the same kind of people. They don't know that seniority and inferiority are inferior!

"You little beast, you deserve to die!"

Ye Fengyun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, so intense that it was shocking!

Zonglaotuan is the heaven of Daewoo!

Daewoo does not need a being with the potential to transcend the heavens!

Ye Xiangyang sneered: "I am sitting here, come over and kill him!"

Ye Fengyun's palm was only a punch away from him!

But after the sword domain was unfolded, this slight difference was like a world apart!

"Don't be complacent!"

Ye Fengyun gritted his teeth and said angrily: "It doesn't matter that you have understood the realm at a young age. You are not afraid of being squeezed dry without the support of internal strength!"

He summoned his inner strength to fight against the Sword Intent that wanted to turn him into powder.

Even if he resists one point of Sword Intent and uses a lot of internal strength, he is not in a hurry!

How does the inner strength of a fifteen-year-old little bastard compare with that of a royal patriarch who has been immersed in Martial Dao for hundreds of years?

Ye Xiangyang smiled jokingly and showed his cultivation: "Old man, open your eyes and take a good look. Do I have enough inner strength to wear you to death?"

"First... Innate Late Stage?!"

Ye Fengyun was dumbfounded!

Ye Xiangyang's real Innate Late Stage aura nearly burned his CPU!

Is this a realm that a fifteen-year-old boy should have?!

At the same time, a deep sense of panic emerged in his mind!

Although Innate Late Stage is not as good as him, it can withstand the internal energy consumption of the sword domain, and Yuan Ye Xiangyang unfolds the sword domain ten times!

Ye Xiangyang can grind him to death!

He immediately scolded Kou Ningxin in his heart!

If he had known that Ye Xiangyang was such a monster, no matter how gentle Kou Ning was, he would never have helped him... No! He would have never come alone!

"You...let me go!"

"I will not forgive you for any offense I have caused you now!"

Big beads of sweat fell from his forehead, Ye Fengyun pretended to be calm and said.

"Let this king forget the past?"

"Have you ever thought about whether I, the King, will let you go?"

Ye Xiangyang was dismissive. His favorability score was already minus 60. Why did he let Ye Fengyun go?

Let him go back to bring in reinforcements?

After saying that, Ye Xiangyang shouted out the door angrily: "Old Huang, how long do you want to watch outside the door?"

"Hey! Your Highness, this is to see you show off your talents, and I don't want to disturb you, old man!"

Jian Jiu stepped in from the door with a playful smile.

Beside him stood a cold middle-aged man with a complicated expression and a long knife on his back.

[Name: Song Sheng]

[Identity: Daewoo Sword God]

[Age:57]

[Cultivation: Half-Step to the Way]

[Favorability: 84]

Ye Xiangyang glanced at Jian Jiu in surprise.

After the Shenyin Army left the imperial city, Jian Jiu said goodbye to him and said that he would find a helper for him. After leaving, there would be no news for a few days!

It wasn't until just now that he sensed Jian Jiu's aura.

Jianjiu, this guy is really serious about something!

He really got a high-end combat power!

Song Sheng's emotions were extremely complex.

Two days ago.

Jian Jiu found him.

He said that Brother Ye's son needed help and asked him if he could go.

He first scolded Jian Jiu, and then agreed without hesitation.

As a sworn brother, he had been biting for his eldest brother's death for decades!

Now, he will never let his eldest brother's son be bullied!

But today I took a look...

Brother Ye is a little monster who gave birth to a Great Monster!

The little guy is only fifteen years old, but he has already reached the Innate Late Stage and even mastered the Sword Domain!

It’s so awesome that you don’t need it!

"Sword God Sword...Sword Nine?"

"Sword...Sword God Song Sheng?!!"

Ye Fengyun could no longer remain calm, and the fear in his eyes was so thick that it almost turned into reality!

He only dared to come after learning that Jianjiu was not with Ye Xiangyang!

Unexpectedly, not only was Jian Jiu there, but there was also Rong Sheng who was not even half weaker than him, or even stronger!

"Old Huang, come and hold him down for me while I experiment with new alchemy methods!"

Ye Xiangyang said.

Waste can be used.

Not to mention such a big one and a half steps!

But before Jian Jiu could move.

Song Sheng silently took off the long knife behind him and placed the blade on Ye Fengyun's neck.

"If you dare to move, you will die!"

Ye Fengyun's ears stood up when he heard the inappropriately emotional words!

My whole body was tense and I didn’t dare to move at all!

There is also a difference between half-stepping and half-stepping!

A weak person cannot even take a single move from a strong person who has entered the Dao, but a strong person can briefly entangle or even suppress the Dao!

Song Sheng is a perverted existence that can temporarily suppress Taoism!

The self-created Eight Heavenly Sword Techniques amaze Daewoo and are proud of the world!

When Ye Xiangyang saw this, he cut off a piece of flesh from Ye Fengyun's body with a slap in the face!

It weighs two or three kilograms!

Ye Fengyun screamed in pain!

He shouted: "You can't kill me! The first three elders of my clan are all in the Taoist realm!"

"Kill me and you won't get anything good to eat!"

leaf

Xiang Yang's expression remained unchanged.

He brought an alchemy furnace and mixed the flesh and blood with some medicinal materials and threw it in.

Then he lit a fire and started making elixirs.

Jian Jiu frowned slightly, not that he thought Ye Xiangyang was cruel.

But...

The medicinal properties of these medicinal materials are simply incompatible!

There are kidney-tonifying ones.

There is blood circulation.

It is toxic and can cause blood to seal the throat...

Plus a piece of rotten meat!

What kind of elixir are you making?

Ye Xiangyang doesn't care so much, he just wants the experience of One Billion Times. What does it have to do with him whether he succeeds or not?

"System, One Billion Times..."

[You refine the #¥%#¥ pill once, trigger it 47.24 million times, and you gain 47.24 million experimental insights into creating the pill! ]

Suddenly.

Turbulent understanding enters Ye Xiangyang’s mind!

The messy memories were sorted out smoothly by Ye Xiangyang!

It seems like I have gained practical experience in creating new pills again and again!

The 370,000th time, the first medicinal ingredient was determined!

For the 1.32 millionth time, seven auxiliary medicines were determined!

For the 3.47 millionth time, six kinds of fertility medicines were identified!

For the 10.8 millionth time, I learned how to put the various medicinal materials into the furnace in sequence and at what temperature without affecting the elixir!

For the 20,800,000th time, the elixir is improved and its efficacy is enhanced by 30%!

The 30.42 millionth time, perfect mastery of the refining method...

finally.

Ye Xiangyang digested 47.24 million experimental insights.

At this time, the outside world only passed for a moment.

"Okay, seal his internal energy, take off his clothes and put him in the pot... Bah! Put him in the furnace!"

Ye Xiangyang said to Song Sheng.

Song Sheng looked as usual and listened to Ye Xiangyang's instructions.

If you want to kill his son who is sworn to his eldest brother, you have to be prepared to be brutally killed!

Ye Xiangyang brought a few buckets of water and poured it into the cauldron: "Old Huang, don't be stunned! Help start the fire!"

Jian Jiu was stunned: "Your... Your Highness, what kind of elixir have you made?"

They were releasing people and adding water. Those who didn’t know better thought they were making soup!

Ye Xiangyang said: "You don't understand this. The most critical step in refining this elixir is to boil Ye Fengyun into soup!"

Said.

Ye Xiangyang went to the palace's private treasury to find the medicinal materials he needed.

Return to the hall again.

Ye Fengyun was screaming like a slaughtering pig!

At this moment, the water in the alchemy furnace is boiling!

Ye Fengyun, who could not mobilize the inner strength of his dantian, could only feel the severe pain in every inch of his body, like a thousand blades burning the heart!

"You little beast! Zong Lao Tuan Jue...ah!!! I won't let you go!!!"

Ye Fengyun cursed loudly and wailed in despair!

He really regretted it!

I regret that I should not have come to Ye Xiangyang alone!

I regret why I didn’t resist just now and died directly under Song Sheng’s sword. It’s the end of the world!

Ye Xiangyang just curled his lips.

It is no exaggeration to say that with the elixir he created, he can create powerful Innate warriors in batches, and even half-step into the realm!

Zong Lao Tuan?

How many divisions do you have?!

Just some humanoid medicinal materials!

As time passed, Ye Fengyun died!

The whole person was stewed into a pot of rotten meat!

Ye Xiangyang sprinkled a hint of Sword Intent into the furnace.

All of Ye Fengyun's flesh, bones, and internal organs were crushed into foam.

Make a pot of soup!

Then slowly add various medicinal materials into the pot!

Smelling the aroma of meat in the air, the leaders of the major families trembled!

This is not the King of Liang, it is clearly the King of Hell!

Song Sheng noticed something was wrong.

Frowning.

Ye Xiangyang's movements at this moment gave him a mysterious feeling as if he was one with heaven and earth!

"This is..."

He was a little confused and shocked!

"The Realm of Dan!"

Jian Jiu expressed his guess and exclaimed: "This is not the first time I have seen His Highness make alchemy. His talent in alchemy is not inferior to that of swordsmanship!"

"Even...I feel that His Highness is an all-rounder. As long as he wants to, there is nothing he can't learn!"

"I think your family is full of rotten fish and shrimps. I'm afraid no one can inherit your sword art."

"If you want to have no regrets after a hundred years, you might as well pass it on to His Highness and give it a try. It might surprise you!"

Song Sheng shook his head: "How can there be people like you in the world..."

“A master in every field is inferior to a master in one, and he will bite off more than he can chew.”

"Xiaoyang is quite talented in the art of swordsmanship. It is not a good thing to distract him from the art of swordsmanship!"

Jian Jiu glared and said, "You don't believe me or what?"

Song Sheng said calmly: "It's not that I don't believe it, it's that there can't be such a person in the world..."

"you..."

Jian Jiu was furious. This guy was so amazing at His Highness that he couldn't even count on it!

But he didn't wait for him to speak again.

A strong fragrance of elixir burst out from the alchemy furnace...