After coming out of the back mountain courtyard, Ming Zhiyuan hurried to the Lingshi mine veins on the mountain, found Liangzi and Feng Wu who were practicing here, and arranged for them to fly back to Liuhuo City tonight at night, and asked the head master to send a few more
A senior uncle and senior fellow apprentices came to Jiuyan Continent.
Now, several natural barriers are showing signs of accelerating collapse, and the alliance agreement with the small and medium-sized families in Jiuyan Continent has been signed. He needs more people from the sect to lay the foundation of the Alchemist Sect in Jiuyan Continent, but
, they still have a lot to do, but they are afraid that they will not have enough time.
After Ming Zhiyuan arranged for the two beasts, they rested freely in the mine and prepared to fly back to Tianyuan at night.
Ming Zhiyuan returned to the courtyard of the medicine warehouse and sat alone in the pavilion, lost in thought, thinking about what to do next.
Suddenly remembering what Yu Yizhi said, it was time for the devil to deal with it. The alchemy sect and the Yu family have been completely tied together. Now he is the alchemy master of the Yu family. How many requests can he make to Yu Yizhi?
It would not be a problem for a Martial Emperor to go to Tianyuan Continent to help in the war, but without Martial Lord to deal with the Demon Emperor, it would be impossible. With Martial Lord, Yu's Martial Emperor would have to stay with the family.
It is impossible for the Yu family to abandon the safety of their own family and send all the warriors out to help Tianyuan's human race eradicate the demons in order to help Shengnu Mountain.
Finding the right time to uproot the demon is not something that can be done in a day or two.
Moreover, the Demon Emperor's martial arts are so profound that even Yu Yi may not be his opponent.
After thinking about it, there was still a shortage of people. Ming Zhiyuan shook his head and sighed, muttering to himself: "If the force is not enough, we are still helpless after all."
"What's the helplessness? We don't have enough force. I'm here. Third brother, what's bothering you so much?"
A rough voice sounded, startling Ming Zhiyuan. When he looked up, Yan Rong walked over from the yard and sat down opposite Ming Zhiyuan, looking at him with a questioning expression.
Ming Zhiyuan blinked and asked, "Brother, when did you come back? Didn't you go to find family members to arrange things?"
Yan Rong replied nonchalantly: "It only takes a few or five sentences to arrange for them to get something. I will come back after that. Third brother, why haven't you said anything yet? What happened to you? Talk to yourself.
Not enough force? Who bullied you? Tell your brother and I will beat him to a pulp."
Ming Zhiyuan looked indignant, smiled bitterly, and said: "How can anyone here dare to bully me? I mean that I am not strong enough, and the promotion of alchemy is easy to get stuck. Although the alchemy master does not rely entirely on martial arts to refine the elixir.
, but the martial arts is too low, and it also hinders the alchemy."
Hearing this, Yan Rong scratched the back of his head and said with some embarrassment: "Brother knows nothing about alchemy, but if you encounter a difficult point in martial arts and cannot be promoted, eldest brother can help you."
"Oh?" Ming Zhiyuan looked at Yan Rong with a questioning look on his face.
Yan Rong looked at Ming Zhiyuan, was stunned for a moment, slapped his forehead, and said: "Ahem, my brain, third brother, are you at the third level realm now?"
"Yes, brother, I only have the third level of martial arts until now. I have just reached the peak realm. I want to be promoted to the second level of martial arts. I don't know when. Now think about it, there are also the Martial God Realm and the Martial Emperor Realm. Hey..."
The more Ming Zhiyuan talked, the more frustrated he became, shaking his head and sighing.
Yan Rong looked depressed for a while and said: "Third brother, there is no need to sigh. In fact, promotion in martial arts is not a big problem before the martial arts realm. As long as you seize the time to practice and practice non-stop, and accumulate enough spiritual energy, then
The barriers between realms are broken at the touch of a button."
Ming Zhiyuan looked at him blankly, his expression even more helpless, "Brother, I still want to practice alchemy. I have spent all my time cultivating spiritual energy. So, should I still practice alchemy?"
Yan Rong said "Ah" again. He slapped his forehead and said naively: "Brother is stupid and didn't think of this. What should I do? If you practice martial arts, you can't practice alchemy. Just practice alchemy and martial arts."
If you can’t keep up, it’s difficult to advance in alchemy. Ouch... Third brother, your alchemy is really difficult to practice.”
Yan Rong scratched the back of his head and kept walking around in the pavilion. For a moment, he looked even more worried than Ming Zhiyuan.
Ming Zhiyuan looked on and thought it was funny, so he stopped him and said, "Brother, stop spinning. It makes me dizzy. Sit down quickly and give him the Yanyang Kung Fu while you have time."
I’ll teach you once.”
Upon hearing this, Yan Rong immediately sat cross-legged and took out a few top-quality spiritual stones from his arms, handed them to Ming Zhiyuan, and said, "Come here, I will teach you how to use the Yanyang Kung Fu to circulate spiritual energy."
Ming Zhiyuan took the spirit stone and asked with some surprise: "Brother, why do you carry the spirit stone with you?"
Yan Rong said matter-of-factly: "Yes, I carry the spirit stone with me at all times and practice it whenever I have time. Sometimes I suddenly realize something? You can also practice it and test it right away. What's wrong?"
Ming Zhiyuan looked at him and suddenly felt that this was probably the characteristic of the Martial Master. If he couldn't carry the spirit stone with him and seize the time to practice, what qualifications did he have to talk about the realm of the Martial Master?
Looking back at myself, I obviously have an incredible understanding of alchemy, but I always think about refining elixirs and make medicines for a while. If I can't think of it, I can put it aside for a few days.
Yan Rong is like this. This is the attitude that cultivation should have. He is still not diligent enough.
Two days later at night, Liangzi and Feng Wu arrived at the Yu family's main residence with several people on their backs.
Ming Zhiyuan led the people from Saintess Mountain and Wushen Mountain to stand in the back yard, watching the handsome boy and Feng Wu descend quickly, and several figures jumped off their backs.
When they went up the mountain to greet them, they saw clearly that Fifth Senior Uncle Wang Wanyu and Sixth Senior Uncle Situ Qingyue were also here, as well as Second Senior Uncle Ouyang Xingzhong, Fifth Senior Brother heard the news, Senior Senior Brother Tong Daping, and Second Senior Brother
Senior Brother Jiao Guangen, who was under the sect of his uncle, was the one who led Ming Zhiyuan to the defense line of Warcraft when the tide of Warcraft surged.
Ming Zhiyuan looked at these people, surprised and happy. Wang Wanyu came up and looked at him carefully, and then said: "Fortunately, I was just afraid that you would be impatient and unable to control yourself, so I came here."
Situ Qingyue also stepped forward and hugged Qinghai who was next to Ming Zhiyuan, choking with sobs and saying: "My child, are you okay?"
Qinghai's mother is Situ Qingyue's sister. The two are not only master and apprentice, but also blood relatives. Situ Qingyue is naturally more concerned about him.
The second uncle was much calmer than them. Seeing Ming Zhiyuan approaching, he nodded in approval and said: "Zhiyuan is good, he lives up to everyone's expectations."
When Ming Zhiyuan heard this, he was a little embarrassed and was about to say something modest. On the side, Wenren Chuanxi rushed over in a few steps, hugged him, and kept patting his back, "Little guy, when you grow up, we will
It all depends on you."
Ming Zhiyuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said: "How old am I? I'm still a little kid."
Tong Daping walked over with a smile and slapped him on the shoulder, "No matter how old you are, you are still my junior brother."
Ming Zhiyuan said a few words to the two of them, and a few more words to Jiao Guangen, before leading a few people to introduce them to everyone in the Yu family behind him.