The villain is too beautiful! The hero is in love again

With such excellent props in front of her to use, how could she let go so easily?

Yin Luwu, who was already a head taller than Ye Yi, relied on her age and was eager to take a chance.

As if she was holding a hostage, she held Ye Yi's arm tightly with her bare hands.

Zhao Yu, who had been accustomed to the flattery of people around him since childhood, was frightened and trembled when Yin Luwu chose to complain on the spot.

I have never seen such a scene before, and I knelt down immediately.

"I was frivolous and spoke wildly. I didn't mean to disregard human life. Please forgive me, Immortal Lord."

Xia Zeyuan maintained the original owner's usual expressionless face, but his mind was actually working at high speed.

For now, he should quickly get rid of this mine in front of him that might explode at any time, and the male protagonist who seems to be possessed from time to time.

It is better to keep it under his nose and keep an eye on it closely.

He can't stand the world collapsing again.

Xia Zeyuan looked in the direction of Yin Luwu and the other two who were isolated by the crowd.

"Everyone knows that I, Su Li, like everything based on my mood. If you are unlucky, you will die in my hands today. Aren't you afraid?"

“I’m afraid, but I have to say it. Heaven and earth are cruel and treat all things as straw dogs, but I don’t want to be just an empty soul, a body that does nothing.”

"Okay, well said! Who said that it is impossible to have three or five spiritual roots? I just don't believe this."

Xia Zeyuan smiled arrogantly towards the sky, and the pressure from his body spread out again.

The young men present had already been frightened by the previous pressure, and now they didn't dare to make a sound.

Seeing that he had already put on enough pretense, Xia Zeyuan decided to stop while he was ahead.

"You three, are you willing to take me as your master?"

It was clear who the three people who were picked were. They were not Zhao Yu, who had only one spiritual root.

"Master, please accept the respect of your disciple Yin Luwu."

Jiang Fan was delighted and knelt down immediately following his junior sister.

"Yes! I am willing too."

Having experienced great ups and downs in life at such a young age, Ye Yi kowtowed respectfully several times with trembling pale lips.

"Thank you for not abandoning me, I will definitely serve you wholeheartedly in the future, no matter what happens!"

"Still call me Immortal Venerable?"

"Master"

Xia Zeyuan smiled and nodded without saying anything.

You see, the status and intimacy have been greatly improved!

Isn't it much smarter than the original cannon fodder's suicidal methods?

This doesn't even include the fact that the male lead is in her grasp.

Xia Zeyuan showed no sign of what he was thinking. He took out three mustard seed space jade pendants filled with magical pills and treasures from his sleeves.

"I came here in a hurry, so use this as a greeting gift. Lin Jun will come to look for you later, so just wait patiently."

After saying this, without waiting for their reply, he stepped on the Lingxuan Sword that had been waiting for him for a long time.

Just as he appeared suddenly when he came, he disappeared in a flash.

Jiang Fan looked intently at the jade pendant in his hand, took out the dagger from his waist and pierced his finger.

The blood has stained the jade pendant, and a green light flashes by. The ring space officially recognizes its master.

"Hiss~! Junior sisters and junior brothers, hurry up! There are more than ten sects in here than the one we had before!"

Jiang Fan, who always believed whoever gave him milk was his mother, was shocked by the arrogance of his new master and changed his tune faster than anyone else.

Ye Yi glanced at the two people who couldn't hide their shock and sneered. His drooping eyelashes just covered up the quick flash of ridicule.

Covered by the wide cuffs, he gently stroked the jade pendant lying in his palm, which still had a trace of the man's body temperature.

The fingertips felt as if an electric current was instantly passed through them, and the tingling and numb feeling spread directly to the tailbone.

The three people who have become the direct disciples of the Immortal Venerable Leng Yue have made those present who don't know what to do extremely excited.

But due to the previous ridicule for watching the fun and not minding the trouble, everyone looked at each other, and no one was too embarrassed to be the first person to curry favor.

Zhao Yu was helped up by his supporters behind him. His eyes, filled with viciousness, occasionally glanced at the jade pendants on the waists of the three people.

He still understood the principle of being guilty of possessing a treasure, and Zhao Yu smiled sarcastically.

Even if I'm lucky enough to be accepted by the Leng Yue Immortal Venerable, what can I do?

I want to see how a master who often retreats can protect these three mixed spiritual roots!

Time passes as quickly as running water.

There was a dark room in Jiuling Peak, without any decoration at all.

There was not even an oil lamp to be lit, let alone the spirit stones that could be used as candlelight.

Ye Yi sat cross-legged, and his hands quickly changed their shapes in coordination with the magic formulas. All the meridians in his body were opened, constantly absorbing the thin spiritual energy around him.

The absorbed spiritual energy attaches to the corresponding spiritual roots.

The originally thin meridians were continuously widened until the surrounding spiritual energy was almost absorbed.

Not enough! Not enough! It’s still too little!

The spiritual energy required for the five spiritual roots is five times that of a single spiritual root.

The spiritual energy he worked hard to absorb every day was just a drop in the ocean after being stored in his inner palace.

It simply cannot meet the conditions for building a foundation.

It took five and a half years of hard and unremitting practice.

Could it be that this just proves that the Five Spiritual Roots are indeed just as others have said, and there is no possibility of building a foundation in this lifetime? ! ! !

Ye Yi recalled the time when he worshipped Su Li as his master, and his master laughed wildly and said those words:

"Who says that it is impossible to cultivate three or five spiritual roots? I just don't believe this lie."

"what!!!!"

Thinking of this, Ye Yi's eyes were filled with unwillingness. He used his hand as a sword and directly chopped at the two-meter-high rock standing in the corner of the room.

Every time he failed to build his foundation, he would leave a sword mark, and now the black granite was covered with dense marks.

He couldn't remember exactly how many times he had failed.

Now successfully building the foundation is no longer just his personal expectation, and he cannot let his master down.

He didn't want any stain to appear on the famous Leng Yue Immortal Venerable, even if it was caused by a piece of trash like himself.

Just then, a familiar conversation was heard outside the door. It turned out to be Jiang Fan and Yin Luwu who were about to go down the mountain.

Jiang Fan was holding the mess he had just packed up in his arms, ready to use the tools to dig spiritual plants when he went down the mountain.

With a slight movement of her fingertips, the thing in her arms instantly disappeared into the jade ring worn around her waist.

Before he could raise his head, he saw Yin Luwu had already walked a short distance away from him, so he quickly chased after her.

"Junior sister, wait for me"

"There are many things to do when we go down the mountain this time. Brother, if you keep going so slowly, it will be dark soon."

Jiang Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled honestly.

"Yes, there are only three of us disciples under the master's name. Now my junior brother has been in seclusion, so there are only two of us to go looking for him. It will definitely take more time."

Yin Luwu glanced at the closed door behind her.

"Isn't he going this time?"