Build a family of immortality from the blood slaves of the Demon Sect

A spiritual chicken with a level of Qi training prompted Ye Yunqi to take a step forward.

Ye Yunqi didn't dare to think about what kind of cultivation path the elders of the sect who practiced with human blood would have.

Ye Yunqi opened the door of the quiet room and saw five beautiful ladies with their own merits waiting for him outside the quiet room.

Su Muyao held her eldest son Ye Pingan, and Lin Wanwan held her eldest daughter Ye Pingyu.

And Lu Yuan'er was holding her second son Ye Pingcheng. This boy also had ninth-grade spiritual roots like him!

But this kid doesn't have the same opportunities as his father, and his future path to immortality may be limited.

The other two, Li Yuntianyan, were pregnant.

This is my family!

"Sir..." Su Muyao was about to say something, but she stopped talking and just said, "Sir, lunch is ready."

Ye Yunqi knew what Su Muyao wanted to ask, and said calmly: "Master, I have reached the second level of Qi training. Let's go and eat."

Everyone smiled one after another, and Su Muyao said with great surprise: "Congratulations, master! Congratulations, master!"

The others also congratulated.

Ye Yunqi had just taken two steps when five concubines spontaneously gathered around him. Ye Yunqi said to the left and right: "You also took the blood essence. What was the effect?"

Lu Yuan'er glanced at Su Muyao, and it was Su Muyao who spoke: "Master, Lu Yuan'er and I have mortal martial arts. These mortal martial arts are divided into acquired and innate skills, and each is divided into nine levels of perfection. On top of this, , and the realm of the master.”

"I was originally at the sixth level of the acquired world, but now I can reach the ninth level of the acquired world due to my blood and dexterity."

Lu Yuan'er followed closely and said, "My younger sister is no better than my elder sister. Now she is only on the seventh level of the day after tomorrow."

"I see." Ye Yunqi has no idea about nature and nurture.

Just seeing the envious look in the eyes of the other three concubines, he said: "Can your martial arts be taught by foreigners? Your other three sisters have also eaten the blood essence now, so I think they can also practice martial arts."

Su Muyao said quickly: "Such martial arts are not precious in the mortal world, let alone in the immortal sect? Besides, we are supporting each other now, so naturally we don't dare to hide our secrets."

"When I have free time in Xunri, I will study with my sisters. It's just a bit harder."

Ye Yunqi: "It doesn't hurt to work harder. Even if it's useless, it's good to keep fit. It's always a blessing to have fewer illnesses."

As he spoke, he arrived at the dining table.

The main seat of the dinner table was naturally Ye Yunqi. In front of Ye Yunqi, a plump hen stewed clear soup. It was the spiritual chicken with a first level of Qi training.

As Ye Yunqi moved his chopsticks, the others stretched out their chopsticks.

Just landed on another chicken.

That chicken is a beautiful chicken, and naturally it cannot be compared with a real spiritual chicken.

Ye Yunqi just swallowed a piece of chicken. He felt that the chicken was smooth, tender and had a unique flavor. The spiritual energy in his stomach overflowed and was quickly captured by the operation of his own technique.

With few impurities and many benefits, this kind of spiritual food is often eaten by wealthy monks.

Seeing that the others were not eating, Ye Yunqi took the initiative to pick up the spiritual chicken and share it with the others: "Although you can't absorb the spiritual energy from this spiritual chicken, it will be of many benefits to you."

After dinner, Ye Yunqi was about to go out to try his luck again, but saw Senior Brother Meng Jingyang walking over.

When they were far away, they heard Meng Jingyang shouting: "Good junior brother, where are you going?"

As if he was afraid that Ye Yunqi wouldn't notice him.

Seeing Meng Jingyang coming, Ye Yunqi had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​looking for the spiritual chicken again.

He replied: "Now that I am expecting my concubine to give birth, I wanted to go to the mountains to find some wild animals to replenish my body. What is this, senior brother?"

Meng Jingyang had already arrived in front of him and said with a smile: "Junior brother is a compassionate person...Junior brother? Have you been promoted?"

Meng Jingyang was a little surprised and looked at Ye Yunqi up and down.

It is normal for Meng Jingyang to be able to see through his own cultivation.

Ye Yunqi still couldn't see Meng Jingyang's cultivation level. He vaguely remembered hearing someone say before that Meng Jingyang was a fourth-level Qi practitioner. Ye Yunqi: "Luckily, I just got promoted and my senior brother is here."

Meng Jingyang was extremely surprised. The path of cultivation is a process of water overflowing.

People in the Demon Sect always suffer losses, and often retreat if they don't advance.

Ye Yunqi's spiritual root is only the lowest ninth level, so how can he have any chance of progress?

He, Meng Jingyang, has a sixth-grade spiritual root. In addition, he works in front of his master, Elder Xueyin, so he always has some troubles in the past, so he can advance to the fourth level of Qi training.

Meng Jingyang blinked, and a thought came to his mind.

Could it be that this junior brother drained the concubine's blood?

Now this junior brother has the most concubines among his disciples.

If all five of them were drained of blood, it would be a huge help.

Thinking of this, Meng Jingyang swallowed what he originally wanted to say and said instead: "Junior brother, why don't you invite me to sit in? You always talk at the door..."

Seeing Meng Jingyang teasing his way of hospitality, Ye Yunqi had no choice but to say quickly: "It's my fault, junior brother. The house is humble and shabby. Senior brother, please..."

The two entered the house and sat down in the main hall.

Ye Yunqi's cave didn't even have formations, so naturally he couldn't learn any formations like Meng Jingyang did by waving his sleeves.

Thinking of Meng Jingyang asking his concubine to bring tea, Ye Yunqi also ordered: "Mu Yao, bring two cups of tea."

"Master, Immortal Chief, please."

Su Muyao brought two cups of tea over. Meng Jingyang looked up and saw that this man had a ruddy complexion, walked like wind, and spoke with great energy.

It doesn't look like he has lost blood.

Meng Jingyang finally gave up the idea.

Ye Yunqi didn't know what Meng Jingyang was thinking, but he asked curiously, "Brother, are you looking for me? Is there something?"

Meng Jingyang was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and hurriedly whispered, "Didn't I tell you about the firefly thing before? Now the organization has approved it, you can prepare tonight and go with me to meet a few people."

Here it comes!

Ye Yunqi was shocked, and then calmly said that it was coming.

"Thank you, brother, I will wait at home today and not go anywhere."

"Okay!" Meng Jingyang nodded, "It's not convenient for me to stay any longer, so I'll leave first."

Then Meng Jingyang left.

On the other side, on the mountainside, there was the cave of Elder Xueqi.

Elder Xueqi practiced cross-legged, his face was pale and red, which was a manifestation of the turbulent blood.

He suddenly opened his eyes and took out a blood-colored gourd from his waist, his eyes full of greed.

"Should this month's offering be used for cultivation or to nourish the magic weapon?"

After much hesitation, Elder Blood Flag finally walked out of the training room.

Outside the training room was a blood pool room, which contained only a large blood pool, and a blood flag stood on the blood pool.

The blood flag was like an enlarged version of the blood flag in Ye Yunqi's hand.

It was Elder Blood Flag's life magic weapon: the Blood Drinking Demon Flag.