The madman goes down the mountain: I have five stunning masters

A big man like an iron tower, holding a pair of crocodile scissors more than one meter long, glared at Ye Lingyun.

He was pruning the branches of Wolong Pine by the light, and suddenly heard Ye Lingyun's comment, and immediately became angry.

Ye Lingyun shook his head slightly: "People with well-developed limbs are really simple-minded. It's not your fault. There are just as many subordinates as there are masters."

He looked at Ming Yijian: "The Wolong Pine is called Wolong. As the name suggests, it grows close to the ground and naturally grows into a dragon shape."

"You're so lucky, you used scissors to cut off the lower branches and let them grow upwards, preventing them from growing naturally. How ridiculous!"

"Did you think it was a flying dragon pine?"

"The most ridiculous thing is that you asked this strong man to prune the branches. Do you think it is a bonsai that can be pruned?"

"You are the stupidest person I have ever met."

Ye Lingyun looked at Ming Yijian playfully: "Wolong pine grows at night, and you actually let people cut off its branches. How awesome."

"The wonderful Wolong Pine was ruined by you!"

Whoosh!

The man from the Iron Tower suddenly became angry and cut Ye Lingyun's neck with the crocodile scissors: "You are talking nonsense!"

Wolong Pine has always been taken care of by him, and he cuts it neatly with scissors every day. There is no room for an outsider to talk nonsense.

Ye Lingyun casually threw out two silver needles.

A crisp ding sound.

The strong man's strength was neutralized and he was knocked back a few steps. He roared and charged forward again.

"Stop!" Ming Yijian shouted to the iron tower man, "Dazhuang, he is a guest of the villa, please don't mess around."

Da Zhuang snorted and continued working.

Ming Yijian looked delighted: "Young Master Ye, you know a lot."

"I had people transplant this Wolong pine from Wolong Mountain. I didn't know its name or cultivation method. Master Ye's words made me suddenly enlightened."

When it was first transplanted, the aura of Wolong Song was much stronger than it is now.

But after a few years, the aura released by Wolong Song was obviously much less, so there was no need to think that there was something wrong with the cultivation method.

He didn't know why, but pruning branches was his own method.

Ming Yijian sighed: "It's a pity that only your blood can help me forge the Blood Moon Divine Sword, otherwise I would accept you as my gardener."

"There are some unknown plants inside me. You can tell me about them and I can consider saving you some pain."

His main purpose of planting these trees was to create a sense of Qi in himself, and to dream of opening his lower Dantian and becoming a legendary Qi practitioner.

It's a pity that he failed repeatedly.

If Ye Lingyun makes the spiritual energy here richer, there will be a glimmer of hope.

hehehe~

Ye Lingyun didn't answer and pulled Yuan Qingqing straight inside.

The corners of Ming Yijian's mouth twitched, and a hint of anger rose between his eyebrows.

But he suppressed it forcefully.

Ye Lingyun saw more than a dozen kinds of spiritual trees. He shook his head repeatedly: "Does the village owner want to become a Qi Refiner?"

Ming Yijian was slightly startled: "The boy is really smart."

"That's right! I do all this to become a Qi Master and create great feats to open a path to heaven for future generations."

He stroked his beard, his eyes full of longing: "How powerful were the Qi Refiners in ancient times? They could fly into the sky and escape from the earth, move mountains and fill the seas, and could destroy an entire world with a backhand."

"Later, the spiritual sources were exhausted and the Qi Refiners disappeared, but my descendants must not give up on pursuing the path of Qi Refining and gain immortality."

"I believe that as long as I pursue it diligently, I will definitely open up a world. Even if not, I will open up a path for future generations!"

Ming Yijian looked up at the stars in the sky, standing with his hands behind his back, looking like a master of the sect.

Hahaha~

Ye Lingyun couldn't help but smile: "Master Ming, you did a good job in this dream."

"A word to you, wishful thinking!"

It was no exaggeration at all for him to ridicule Ming Yijian like this.

The formation of a Qi Refiner must be broken and then established, and it must be in a place with extremely rich spiritual energy. Only top experts must work together to succeed.

At first, his meridians were completely destroyed, his internal organs were dug away, and his flesh and blood were stripped away, leaving only a skeleton.

The five dragon girls teamed up to put him into the lotus pond, and used a large formation to gather all the spiritual energy in the Evil Dragon Mountain to become a Qi Refiner.

Compared with this, Ming Yijian's approach is purely childish.

"you!"

Ming Yijian frowned, and his anger rose, "Ignorant child, you said that I am delusional, how ridiculous!"

"Tell me, how can you become a Qi Refiner?"

Ye Lingyun smiled lightly: "You really want to know?"

Ming Yijian sneered: "Nonsense! Who among the warriors in this world doesn't want to become a Qi Refiner!"

"I want to hear how you talk nonsense!"

Ye Lingyun looked at Ming Yijian playfully: "You don't understand even if I tell you, so..."

He said solemnly: "I can't tell you!"

"you!"

This time.

Ming Yijian was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and he lost his calm and calm master's demeanor.

Ming Yi's sword eyes spit fire: "Boy, don't push yourself too far! My patience is limited!"

The masterpiece that he was most proud of was called worthless by Ye Lingyun.

How can he not be angry.

Ye Lingyun's faint voice sounded again: "Are you angry now?"

"The swordsmith must abandon distracting thoughts and keep his mind as calm as water, only then can he forge a superior sword."

"You have such a bad mentality, and you still call yourself a master swordsmith?"

"I think it's best for you to learn from the blacksmith in the village's blacksmith shop and then make swords."

"You don't deserve to be called a master with your mentality. You can replace the master with cow dung!"

As soon as he said this, there was a bang in Ming Yijian's head!

The mentality is so bad!

Learn from the blacksmith in the village?

Cow dung replaces the master!

boom!

Ming Yijian felt like something exploded in his head.

His eyes turned dark and his throat felt sweet.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Yuan Qingqing's eyes widened and she covered her mouth.

The master swordsmith was so angry that he vomited blood!

Li Dongteng looked horrified.

He has worked with Ming Yijian for many years, and this is the first time he has never seen him angry.

Moreover, this time he was so angry that he spurted blood!

If outsiders knew that the famous swordsmith was so angry that he vomited blood by a young man in his twenties, it would definitely cause a sensation in the outside world!

Li Dongteng patted Ming Yijian's back and took out a Qingxin Pill for him to take.

"Boy, you're going to be eaten by me soon, and you're so arrogant!"

he scolded.

Ye Lingyun chuckled: "If Ming Yijian hadn't stopped you just now, you would be a corpse now."

"You!" Li Dongteng was so angry.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Ming Yijian regained consciousness: "Young man has the guts!"

"In front of you is my Twelve Constellations Sword Formation. If you can break it, I will let you go."

Ye Lingyun's words gave him inner demons.

If Ye Lingyun is not tortured to regain his face, he will not be able to break through to the realm of the Martial Emperor.

Casting the Blood Moon Divine Sword will definitely not succeed!

"Twelve Constellations Sword Formation?"

Ye Lingyun shook his head slightly: "The name is very impressive."

"Judging from the nondescript spiritual plants you made, the sword formation you made should be even more rubbish."

"Humph!"

Ming Yijian snorted coldly: "I won't argue with you, please do it!"

He took out a key and put it into the hole in the middle of the iron door, turning it gently.

With a creaking sound, the heavy iron door opened.

Whoosh!

A woman dressed in black and with a cool temperament appeared: "Father, where is our distinguished guest?"

The woman is Ming Yuerong, the only daughter of Ming Yijian.

She is in her 50s but looks to be in her thirties.

Ming Yijian told him that a distinguished guest was coming to help him forge the Blood Moon Sword.

Ming Yijian pointed at Ye Lingyun: "Rong'er, this is the famous God of Killing, Young Master Ye."

"He volunteered to help me forge the Blood Moon Sword."

"Young Master Ye claims to be able to break through the Twelve Constellations Sword Formation. I'll take him to experience it."

Ming Yuerong looked at Ye Lingyun with her cold eyes: "Are you the murderer who killed from Jiangcheng to Longdu?"