"Well..."
The boss seemed a little hesitant, but seeing that Ye Jiuyang didn't give in at all, thinking that he was just doing his own thing, he could only grit his teeth and said: "Okay, deal!"
"Thank you very much! When doing business, the most important thing is the price. The better the negotiation, the better the quantity." Ye Jiuyang's face was calm, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes.
Ye Jiuyang felt slightly happy and handed all one hundred Baiyun coins to the man's hand.
Ye Jiuyang had just finished paying the money and bent down to lift the heavy black iron, when a harsh sound sounded in his ears.
"Hey, isn't this our Young Master Ye?"
After hearing the news, Ye Jiuyang saw a handsome man in luxurious clothes walking over surrounded by four followers.
"What? Do you want Master Ye to buy a pile of cow dung? It seems that Master Ye also knows that he is a pile of cow dung. After all, flowers are stuck on cow dung."
The man looked at Ye Jiuyang jokingly, his voice was very sharp, and he immediately attracted some attention.
"That is Yang Biao, one of the six adopted sons of Liu Zongyuan of the Liu family. I heard that this Yang Biao has always liked Liu Muchian and is one of the many suitors."
"What? Did you eat feces today? Sprayed feces all over your mouth!"
"roll!"
Ye Jiuyang's yang-y words shocked Yang Biao, and he subconsciously took a step back. Invisibly affected by Ye Jiuyang's momentum, after all, Ye Jiuyang is now at the third level of body refining realm.
Yang Biao's eyes could spit fire at this time, and Ye Jiuyang's current performance was beyond his expectation.
"Why do you really take yourself seriously when I call you Mr. Ye twice?" Yang Biao walked towards Ye Jiuyang with a sneer on his lips and reached out his hand to flick Ye Jiuyang's forehead.
"Bang!"
The scene immediately exploded.
The smiles on everyone's faces suddenly stiffened, and their pupils shrank violently, as if a big hand had grabbed their hearts and suffocated them.
Suddenly, Ye Jiuyang made a sweeping move and kicked Yang Biao hard on the mouth with his right foot. He screamed like a slaughtering pig, blood spurted out, and teeth spilled on the ground. Yang Biao covered his mouth with both hands, writhing in pain.
"Your mouth is disgusting!"
Ye Jiuyang looked at Yang Biao rolling on the ground with cold eyes.
Everyone gasped loudly.
"Go on, catch him!" Yang Biao spoke strangely and roared, blood kept flowing from his mouth, and severe pain kept stimulating every nerve in him.
Hearing that this guy wanted to be beaten, Ye Jiuyang paused slightly and his eyes flashed with coldness.
When the burly young man met Chu Yan's extremely cold gaze, he felt a cold current in his heart. His face changed slightly, but he recovered quickly and joked.
"Boy, let's catch him without any physical pain!"
The crowd was very alert and dispersed immediately, just when they were about to take action.
The corner of Ye Jiuyang's mouth raised a playful arc. Anyone who is familiar with Ye Jiuyang must know very well the rhythm of Ye Jiuyang preparing to beat people up.
A voice calmed those who were about to take action, "I wonder which of you would dare to cause trouble here? Don't you think the Daliang City Night Watch doesn't exist?"
"I didn't expect it, Ye Jiuyang, your bones are pretty strong. The injury will heal so quickly. Don't wait, we'll have to fight in the street again."
The person coming was Feng Xinghe, one of the three major commanders of Daliang City, who commanded the Yebao Camp, one of the three major battalions.
Feng Xinghe has a jade-like appearance and is known as the most handsome man in the three camps. Standing next to him are two deputies wearing armor.
"I can't help it. I'm too famous. There are always people who want to find a sense of presence in me. Just like flies, if one flies away, another one will come. It's so annoying." Ye Jiuyang sighed and glanced at me from the corner of his eye. to each other.
"Well, if a warrior is humiliated, he must demand repayment." Feng Xinghe nodded, his eyes suddenly turned cold, "But you are not afraid that I, the master of Daliang City, will come to kill you!"
As the words came out, a cold breath began to surge up. Ye Jiuyang's heart became solemn and his mind was racing, and then he said, "Daliang City is a city that respects the law. How can we not ask about right and wrong? Even if we don't ask about right and wrong, I will Those who beat others willingly and humiliate them will always be humiliated!"
His eyes looked around, coldly arrogant and confident.
Hearing this, Feng Xinghe raised his eyebrows and a smile appeared on his face, "Yes, it's a fight. Where can I regret it? You have a good level and a strong will. You are only seventeen years old. You can be made." Talent, would you like to join my Night Leopard Camp?"
Feng Xinghe's words immediately caused everyone around him to become stunned. What's going on? Are you going to invite Ye Jiuyang to join the Night Leopard Camp in just a few words?
It seems like this is the second time this happened today! For the first time in Liuyao Pavilion, Yan Songhu, one of the three major commanders of Daliang City, invited Ye Jiuyang to join Huben Camp, one of the three major camps.
"When learning martial arts, will comes first, and aptitude comes second. If you don't have a firm will and hesitate in doing things, no matter how talented you are, your future prospects will be limited."
As if aware of everyone's gaze, Feng Xinghe said lightly, which immediately made a large group of people look enlightened, and looked at Ye Jiuyang differently.
"Thanks to your love, I already have a place to go." Ye Jiuyang refused without even thinking.
Everyone was shocked again. This was the second time Ye Jiuyang refused such a good thing. Some people wailed, why would such a good thing not come to them! Some of them are not good in height, some are not in weight, and some are not good in quality. Anyway, they are all incompetent. It is every man's dream to join the three major camps.
but now! Ye Jiuyang's expression was calm and his tone was calm and he refused directly in front of his face. Oh my god, people are so irritating!
"Hehehe~ Okay." Feng Xinghe chuckled, looking at the person setting up the stall with a smile on his face, "Wang Ergou! Where are you running!"
Wang Ergou is the stall owner who sells things to everyone. At this moment, he is packing up his things and preparing to leave, looking extremely panicked.
"You tomb robber! You stole my things and now you want to run away?" Feng Xinghe shouted in a bad tone to Wang Ergou who was running away in front of him.
"Nine Heavens Thunder Kicks!" Wang Ergou used his body skills, jumped up, landed on the roof beam, and was about to escape after several consecutive jumps.
During the pursuit, Feng Xinghe picked up a brick from the ground and threw it at Wang Ergou.
"Nine Heavens Thunder Kicks with Two Feet!"
"puff!"
"ah!"
A figure fell from a height and broke the bamboo pole of the dyeing workshop. The pain on his back made him hiss and wail, and he limped away.
Ye Jiuyang withdrew his gaze and looked at his Xuan Tie.
They hugged each other and left gracefully.
"This is just the first step in the rise, the fun is yet to come!" Ye Jiuyang showed a faint smile on his face, full of pride.
…
The sun slowly set, and darkness began to quietly envelope the land.
inside the house.
Ye Jiuyang closed the door, and the figure of Jiu Lao's immortal figure appeared, and the two people gathered around Xuan Tie to watch.
"Jiu Lao, such a big black iron is still heavy, what kind of weapons can it be used to make?" Ye Jiuyang asked curiously.
Jiu Lao thought for a moment and then said: "Since its weight of six thousand kilograms is just suitable for the explosive power of your one arm, refine it into a black iron rod!"
"Made into a stick? Stick martial arts seem to be quite scarce, right?" Ye Jiuyang touched the black iron on the ground and said.
"I have it! I can teach it to you." Mr. Jiu put Xuan Tie into the Nine Heaven-defying Towers and looked at Ye Jiuyang with a slight smile.
"What is it?"
"Prisoning Heaven Stick!" Jiu Lao said the name slowly: "This is a martial skill that an old friend of mine lost to me in a bet. The advantage of this martial skill is that it can be learned at any stage, and the upper limit is extremely high. I feel it is particularly suitable. you."
If you can cultivate to the primary level of Prisoning Heaven Stick, you can face two powerful opponents of the same level without defeat. If you cultivate to the peak level, even if the opponent is three or five levels higher than you, they will not be able to defeat you easily. "
Jiu Lao's last words touched Ye Jiuyang's heart and made Ye Jiuyang's blood boil.
What level of existence is Jiu Lao? How could his friend's martial arts be ordinary? One can imagine how powerful it is. Ye Jiuyang didn't hesitate at all and nodded immediately: "Okay, I'll learn! Well... let's learn now!"
Jiu Lao did not refuse, and said calmly: "To practice the Heaven Prisoning Stick, you must have a very high level of understanding. If you have enough understanding, you can achieve it in three months. If you don't have enough understanding, you will not be able to practice it in your life. Can you learn it? , and to what extent you can cultivate it depends on your own understanding."
When a warrior is practicing, his bloodline concentration is one thing, and his martial arts comprehension ability is another.
Soon, Mr. Jiu directly passed the Prison Prison Stick to Ye Jiuyang, and Ye Jiuyang seriously consumed the huge amount of information, such as key points, power operation methods, formulas, etc...
Judging from Ye Jiuyang's current situation, he may not understand the true meaning of the prison stick at all.
An hour passed, and as soon as Ye Jiuyang opened his eyes, golden light flashed, and there seemed to be stick shadows dancing in his eyes, and all the information was memorized in his mind.
As the youngest Alchemist in Lingyun Immortal World, he can read ten lines at a glance and has a photographic memory. He can be called a genius in the literary world that is rare in a thousand years. Therefore, even though he has just started practicing, his understanding ability is super strong. Maybe this is called talent.
Now that he has this bloodline and perception, the path to martial arts is already open to him!
I looked around and found that Jiu Lao had disappeared. He must have gone to help him refine the black iron rod. Jiu Lao knew how to refine weapons. Jiu Lao was really a strange and capable person.
Knowing that Jiu Lao couldn't help him refining weapons so quickly, he let his mind go without any distractions, closed his eyes, and started to practice breathing with his mind clear.
Meditation is conscious sleep.
During sleep, we only have limited access to energy
During meditation, we receive an endless stream of energy, which can enhance the strength of the body, mind and intelligence. It opens the door to the sixth sense and enters the realm of the super-sensory.
The next day, early morning.
The entrance to the Daliang City Lord's Mansion had been crowded with people early on, and the crowd was afraid that they would be too far away to get a glimpse.
The City Lord's Mansion in Daliang City is very lively today. People from all over the City Lord's Mansion, including chickens, ducks, geese, and dogs, are here. Guards from Daliang City are standing inside and outside the door, setting up a glorious guard of honor to welcome a big shot. .
A tall and exquisite white chariot was dragged by two energetic tiger-shaped spiritual beasts. It drove slowly and finally stopped fifty meters away. The silky satin on the roof of the car fluttered gently in the wind. The second-level spirit tiger scratched its paws and looked at the crowd.
A middle-aged man was walking back and forth with an expectant mood. He was a strong man, eight feet tall, wearing loose brocade clothes, and his angular face was filled with a domineering air of unruffled power.
This person is Wan Shan, the city leader of Daliang City.
Daliang Chengcheng advocated Wanshan and his wife to stand in front of everyone. Although the young woman was already over middle age, it could still be seen from her beautiful facial features that she must have been a beautiful woman when she was young. This young woman is Zhang Wanxin and Zhang Shiyu’s mother, Fang Yuehua.
The chariot door opened, and two beautiful figures appeared in everyone's sight.
The two girls are very good-looking and have an otherworldly fairy-like temperament.
The innocent-looking one is Zhang Shiyu, the eldest lady of Daliang City, and the lovely fierce girl next to her is her classmate named Ru Yaya. The name is like the person!
"Daliang City, after a year's separation, I'm back again!" Zhang Shiyu glanced at everything around him. After many days of trekking through mountains and rivers, he finally returned home.
"Shiyu, this is your home!" Ruyaya looked around curiously.
"Yes. We are here! Come on, let's go down. Sister Shiyu, I will cook for you today and treat you to some good food!"
"Really? That's great. I've been eating Bigu Dan for the past few days, and the taste has faded away."
look! The eldest lady is back!
The eldest lady is really back!
Fang Yuehua saw her daughter Zhang Shiyu at a glance, and tears welled up in her eyes with excitement. Her daughter had been away from home for several years and had not been home. Poor parents in the world, how could Fang Yuehua not be excited to see her children who had been away from home all year round come back.
Looking at the charming eldest daughter, as a father, Zhang Wanshan took his wife's hand and walked over quickly.
"Father, mother!" Zhang Shiyu shouted happily when she saw the familiar figure she had longed for.
As soon as I stepped on the bicycle frame, my body flew up gently and floated to my parents. His face was full of joy: "My daughter is back!"
"Okay, okay... just come back!" Zhang Wanshan smiled happily, the happiest he had laughed in a year.
Fang Yuehua smiled and took Zhang Shiyu's hand, considered it for a moment, and said with a smile: "Hmm~~ My baby girl is really so graceful and graceful. It really surprises my mother."
"Come, Yubao, let me see if I've lost weight?" As Zhang Shiyu's mother, she was very concerned about whether her child was living well and eating well.
"I lost weight... I must have suffered a lot in Qingfengmen!" The woman looked distressed, and Zhang Wanshan on the side also echoed distressedly: "I'm back, I have to take good care of myself." Being a parent means worrying about your children outside.
Zhang Shiyu shook his head with a happy look on his face: "Thank you, father and mother, for your concern. I am living a good life in Qingfengmen. Come, let me introduce to you my good sister ~ Ru Yaya."
Zhang Shiyu took her hands out of her parents' hands and took Ru Yaya aside who had no time to interrupt. Ru Yaya looked a little nervous and shouted: "Uncle Zhang, Aunt Fang, hello! My name is Ru Yaya."
When they heard that it was their daughter's friend, neither of them dared to neglect him and said, "Okay, okay, okay."
"Hey, why don't you see that girl Wan Xin coming out to pick me up?" Zhang Shiyu looked around and found that there was one person who didn't come to pick her up, that was her most beloved sister, Zhang Wan Xin.
The second elder looked bitter when he was asked this question, and he hesitated for a long time before saying that Zhang Wanxin went out to play.
"Going out to play?" Logically speaking, it shouldn't be possible, because she hasn't been back for a year, so that girl must want to see her more than anyone else.
After she asked her questions repeatedly, Zhang Wanshan told her the cause and effect, looking at her daughter helplessly.
"Ye Jiuyang?" Zhang Shiyu whispered.
"Father, mother, I will go find my sister first. When a family is reunited, no one should be missing, no matter what." Zhang Shiyu pulled Ru Yaya aside and said, "Come on, I will take you to visit Daliang City."
Liu family
There is a square pavilion in the center of the front yard to the north, with drinks and meals already set on the round table in the pavilion. Liu Zongyuan picked up the wine glass with a gentle look on his face: "Yang Biao, why did you come to Chenqing Courtyard to see me early in the morning? What's the matter? Don't sit down first, let's have breakfast together to fill our stomachs."
"Thank you, foster father, for giving me the seat." Yang Biao bowed and took a seat on the seat that had just been set aside. He quickly picked up the wine glass, his face flushed with excitement: "Actually...actually, I want to say..."
Yang Biao hesitated for a long time but did not tell the purpose of coming to Liu Zongyuan today. Liu Zongyuan looked confused: "What is it that makes you, Yang Biao, who is not afraid of anything, speak so hesitantly?"
After a glass of wine, Yang Biao's face turned red and he became bolder: "Recently, there has been a lot of gossip in our Liu family. Some people have been ruining the reputation of our Liu family outside. Biao'er can't help but want to report it to his adoptive father. one time."
As Yang Biao spoke, his eyes narrowed, his face looked troubled, and he unconsciously touched his blue and purple face.
After listening to Yang Biao's appeal, Liu Zongyuan did not change at all on the surface, but in his heart he had already guessed who Yang Biao was suing. He was quite surprised how Ye Jiuyang managed to restore his cultivation level, and even go further.
Liu Zongyuan picked up the wine glass, took a sip of wine with a smile on his face: "Young people, it's normal to be passionate and competitive." Liu Zongyuan's eyes seemed not to be looking at Yang Biao, but at the bees elsewhere. While collecting honey, he was observing Yang Biao's face and eyes from the corner of his eye, preparing to see the expression on his face.
Liu Zongyuan looked at the bruised and bruised part of his face: "Who did he fight with? Did he lose?"
Yang Biao touched his face and said, "It's okay. I was accidentally hit in the face by a weapon when I was practicing. It will be fine in a few days."
He did not directly say that he was beaten by Ye Jiuyang last night. If he did, it would be very embarrassing. He would rather lie and make it up than admit that he was beaten by Ye Jiuyang.
"Father, Sister Mu Xian has been favored by Yunqiong Palace and has a bright future. However, Ye Jiuyang has been doing nothing all day, causing trouble everywhere and ruining the reputation of the Liu family. I suggest that he be expelled from the Liu family." Yang Biao finished in one breath. , head lowered.
Liu Zongyuan saw the look of jealousy and resentment on his face, frowned, and said calmly: "The two of them are a perfect match. Leave the young people's affairs to the young people. You and I don't have to worry about it."
clang……
Yang Biao heard the hidden meaning in Liu Zongyuan's words, and the wine glass in his hand was crushed directly, and the crumbs fell on the table.
A very stiff and ugly smile appeared on Yang Biao's face. He shook off the crumbs of the wine glass in his hand: "I'm sorry, foster father, I accidentally failed to control my strength. It must be that I have made a new breakthrough in my cultivation these days, and my strength has increased." Power can be poorly controlled."
"It's only been three months, and Biao'er has made another breakthrough! He is indeed a genius of the younger generation of our Liu family. Then, the day's plan lies in the morning. If there is nothing else, go back to practice quickly! Stabilize your cultivation realm ." Liu Zongyuan waved his hand with a smile.
"Yes, kid, please leave." Yang Biao bowed respectfully and left reluctantly.
Looking at Yang Biao leaving, Liu Zongyuan laughed to himself: "Jiuyang is a kid who has a lot of potential. Coupled with the commotion yesterday and today, people can't help but sigh."
Yang Biao, who was sulky, returned home and yelled "Ah!!" He swept all the wine utensils and fruit plates off the table like crazy, smashed them to pieces, and then kicked the stone table hard. Kicked to the ground.
The anger, jealousy and resentment in his heart at this time almost made his chest explode.
He clenched his hands tightly, breathing heavily, with jealousy and hatred almost burning in his eyes, and an extremely low voice came out of his mouth: "Damn it! Damn it!! Damn Ye Jiuyang!!!"
…
At this time, Ye Jiuyang was sitting cross-legged on the bed, running the Nine Heavens Art of Defying the World. The spiritual energy entered his body and was immediately purified by him, turning into a pure white warm current that traveled through the bones, muscles, and meridians of his body. It nourishes the inside of his body.
Opening his eyes, he found that it was already dawn, the sun shone in through the window paper, and a slight warmth rose from the floor.
After meditating for a whole night, the meridians throughout my body became extremely smooth, my breath became much more restrained, and I felt full of energy.
Pushing open the door to welcome the sunshine, he saw a figure drinking porridge and breakfast in the courtyard. He glanced at Ye Jiuyang who had just gotten up from the corner of his eye.
"Gugu~"
My stomach began to complain. Cultivators who have not yet reached the innate realm cannot live without food and must rely on food to replenish their physical strength.
Ye Jiuyang walked to the stone stool next to her and sat down. He picked up his breakfast and started eating, completely ignoring the dissatisfied look of the girl beside him.
"After breakfast, go and sweep up the fallen leaves in the yard. Don't look like you are doing nothing all day." Ye Jiuyang said while eating.
Zhang Wanxin muttered: "I can't even stop your mouth by eating."
Zhang Wanxin didn't know that her sister had come back and was on her way to find her, otherwise she would have hated Ye Jiuyang for not picking her up immediately.
He grabbed the last orchid cake from Ye Jiuyang's hand, stuffed it into his mouth, left with satisfaction, picked up the broom under the big tree in the courtyard, and started sweeping.
Two beautiful figures have arrived outside the door.
