After Xiangyang completely knelt down to worship the teacher, ye Chen provoked a smile at the corners of his mouth.
This can finally be used by me.
"Master, your smile just now is so obscene! It seems that your conspiracy has succeeded." Xiangyang spoke slowly.
Ye Chen quickly slapped his face. Is he so obvious?
"Xiangyang, sit cross legged, and I will activate your spiritual root."
"OK."
Put away your laughter and sit with your eyes closed to the sun.
"Your spiritual root is a variant spiritual root among 100000 -- called Dan root. As the name suggests, as long as you activate the spiritual root, you can become an alchemist, and you will be unimpeded in the process of alchemy. You can even enter the Tao with Dan, and become a fairy with Dan."
What ye Chen said is very mysterious, but it is true.
Xiangyang's spiritual root is blessed by nature. It's too rare.
Most people like him will be regarded as having no spiritual root, so they will live a mediocre life.
If ye Chen didn't have the red Yu King tripod in his body, even he couldn't find it.
Of course, it is not so easy to activate dangen.
Ye Chen needs Yu WANGDING as the introduction and Lingli as the nutrient for the root to suck.
Only when it absorbs certain spiritual power, it can be activated.
But ye Chen naturally won't waste his spiritual power for no reason. He opened his mouth and said, "Hey, hide in the dark to your family, hurry out and find you if you have something."
No one answered.
"Uncle Zhao, come out. Master won't hurt you."
At this time, a Huajia old man slowly walked out.
Ye Chen stared at him and glanced at him. If it weren't for his divine consciousness, he would never find that he was a cultivator.
The old man's appearance is very ordinary, and he is not outstanding when thrown among people.
Of course, only such people can assume the responsibility of secret protection.
Ye Chen ordered, "sit behind Xiangyang and pour spiritual power into his body."
"No!"
The old man immediately refused: "Xiangyang is just an ordinary person. He can't bear my strong spiritual power at all. He will explode and die."
"Fart, I'm activating his spiritual root. Don't force me to beat you, just do as I say."
"No, I can't hurt the young master."
……
Five minutes later.
The old man, with blood on his face, sat quietly behind Xiangyang, with a trace of thirst for knowledge in his eyes.
"Mr. Ye, do I deliver steadily or gradually increase?"
"There will be changes in his body in a while, and then you'll just play it by ear."
"OK."
The two are ready to finish, eyes closed.
Ye Chen summoned the Yu King tripod, and the spiritual power surged, and the Yu King tripod instantly burst into red light.
This light emitted endless fragrance of medicine, which made the two people confused and almost fell asleep.
Ye Chen burst and drank.
"Concentrate, calm and convey spiritual power."
Both of them were cold.
Follow the procedure quickly.
Gradually, the red light dissipated, and a sprout the size of a mung bean appeared in the sunny Dantian.
"Is this?"
Xiangyang was startled.
"Yes, this is Linggen."
Ye Chen put Yu Wang Ding away and said silently, "next, you absorb Zhao Bo's spiritual power, nourish the spiritual root, and the extent to which it can grow depends on your nature."
"Well, thank you, master!"
I don't know how long it took, Xiangyang finally opened his eyes.
A golden light burst out of his eyes.
At this moment, the temperament of Xiangyang changed dramatically.
"Master, i... I succeeded."
Xiangyang was so excited that he left a few sad tears.
He has been too tired these years, bearing too many insults and curses.
From small to large, the names of waste, loser and dandy have been around him, never stopping.
Today, he can finally feel elated and embark on the path of truth cultivation.
Ye Chen pretended to be weak, his face was very white, and he even spoke weakly.
"That's good, that's good. Your talent is good, and the level of Linggen is very high."
Regardless of the deep question, Xiangyang worried and said, "what's the matter with you, master?"
"Activating Linggen for you consumes too much of my mind. It's all right. Just have a rest."
"Master..."
Xiangyang's tears are even worse.
With this master, what can I ask for!
But Zhao Bo on one side rolled his eyes.
It's him who really pays, okay?
He has been delivering spiritual power to Xiangyang, almost exhausting his body.
Now I don't even have the strength to raise my arm. This was the work of startling heaven, but I didn't expect to be taken advantage of by Ye Chen.
It's really popular since ancient times.
After living for hundreds of years, I didn't expect that I couldn't even play with a little doll.
However, ye Chen still had a conscience and took out a pill from his arms.
"Your uncle Zhao consumes a lot. Give him this elixir to cultivate himself."
"Yes, master."
Xiangyang took the pill and his eyes were startled.
The golden elixir is actually a nine grade golden elixir.
His master unexpectedly took out such precious things to repay human kindness for himself.
This is too good for him.
"Uncle Zhao, Xiangyang is grateful for your kindness and will never forget it."
Xiang Yang offered the pill and knelt down to kowtow.
"Master, get up quickly. I can't accept this gift."
Zhao Bo felt a little more comforted.
Fortunately, the child is sensible.
"Well, please recover."
Then, Xiangyang rushed to Ye Chen and said, "master, now that I have spiritual roots, what kind of skill do I want to learn?"
Ye Chen smiled: "I'm ready."
Ding!
Ye Chen was in the middle of Xiangyang's eyebrows, and a set of Dan Gong came into his mind.
"This set of skill uses Dan to enter the Tao. The higher the practice of alchemy, the stronger your spiritual power. When you can refine level 10 elixir one day, I'm afraid you can become immortal."
"Thank you, master."
Xiangyang digested it well and said, "master, there is only work, there is no way to decide. How can I protect myself in the future?"
"It's really greedy!"
"Hey, hey! Please teach me a simple, rough and domineering method."
"Ask for so much?"
Ye Chen pondered.
Suddenly, he became serious and his face was dignified.
Seeing his change, Xiangyang quickly knelt down and waited.
"Well, I'll teach you a set of self-made skill called Zhuji Lingli fingerprint."
Hearing this, uncle Zhao almost came out of entering the peace.
Is a broken handprint still so important?
That kind of garbage law still needs to be learned?
But Xiangyang was startled.
This name is so domineering!
"Master, I want to learn."
"Well, this is my decision after processing and transformation, and there are no shortcomings. Don't sully it. You must use the bull force, use the fake force, and let others brag for you, okay?"
"Is this the highest level?"
Xiangyang nodded heavily.
"Well, I will certainly live up to master's expectations."
The discussion between the two was in full swing, and ye Chen finally found a person who loved BIG fingerprints. Naturally, he talked endlessly and carefully taught all the ways and methods he used.