Princess And Her Ancient Vine
Transferring Spirit Gatherer Pill

On the night of the third day, Murong Yan finally opened the door to the secret room. Before he could do anything else, Murong Yan directly went to the forbidden area of Houshan.

He wants to take a shower!

What is the concept of not taking a shower for two days? After all, Murong Yan felt tired and smelly.

The cave was still the same, the hot spring was still the hot spring, and the full spiritual energy was still there, but this time, Murong Yan felt that something was missing somehow.

What's missing? he doesn't know.

A purple figure seemed to flash before his eyes, but he was quickly knocked out. Impossible! How could he think of that dead criminal?

She kissed him forcefully at every turn and called him Little girl, how could she miss him?

He wished he had disappeared!

Yeah, that's all!

Murongyan buried his head in the water for a while before he calmed down and bathed quietly.

Ye Zhentian seriously taught in the martial arts field of the Ye Family.

"Angsa Huicheng is our hometown, and each of us has an obligation to protect it!

Everyone should know that those who live in the city are our brothers, our friends! If we retreat, our relatives and friends will be unlucky! Therefore, we must not retreat! "

"Yes, there's no refund! No refunds!"

"Can't retire!"

A group of teenagers across from Ye Zhentian shouted loudly.

These young people were the backup power of the Ye family. One time, how much the original owner wanted to stand there, but fate made him say otherwise, he had no talent and could not train, he said, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to stage the field of martial arts ...

But now!

Murongyan laughed mockingly, took the Universe Bag from his waist, and handed it to Ye Zhentian: "Grandfather, this is a pill I have refined in the past few days. You can distribute it!"

"Yan'er, save it for yourself!" Ye Zhentian disagreed. Ah Yan kindly has this heart. How many pills could be refined with such two-day kung fu abilities? It is not good if you do not have enough points.

“Grandfather, don't worry, I'll keep it to myself!” Murong Yan did not think too much about it. Seeing that Grandpa cared for her, he accepted it naturally.

Ye Zhentian's expression was even more subtle, originally it wasn't much, but now that he kept it to himself, wasn't there only one or two here? Isn't that a blow to people when it comes out this time ...

Ye Zhentian did not want to take it out in public, as he was afraid that his grandson would not be a good person, and instead failed in the accusations of others.

Where Murong Yan thought that Ye Zhentian had already thought so much for such a short time! Seeing his grandfather's delay, he simply took Qiankun alone and fell to the ground.

Porcelain bottle pile...

"This ... so many ... all pills?" Ye Zhentian was stunned and asked in disbelief.

"Yes, this is the Spirit Gathering Pill" Murong Yan said, shaking his hand again, and pouring another stack of porcelain bottles, "This is the Return Pill. There are ten in each bottle, all of which are of high quality. Grandpa, you see ... ... "

As Murong Yan spoke, he picked up the bottle and poured the medicinal pill inside.

Ten high-grade spirit gathering pills with a strong pill scent.

The eyes of the teenagers on the opposite side were red!

Collecting pills! It usually took less than half a year for them to receive Spirit Gathering Pills, and the quality was ordinary. And this one was of high quality, and it was said to have an effect equivalent to five ordinary quality Gatherer Pills.

Ye Zhentian was silent. Two piles of porcelain vases numbered sixty or seventy, and each bottle had ten. That means. six or seven hundred!

Was there really a mysterious master behind him? So this time, his master must have shot as well!

"Yan'er, this was prepared by Elder Mo for you? Thanks to your grandfather!" After distributing the pills, Ye Zhentian excitedly pulled Murongyan, "If you have time, please invite his parents to Ye's house, how about?!"

Whahuh?

Master Mo?

What does this have to do with him? These pills are all refined on their own, okay!

Murongyan looked at Ye Zhentian dumbfounded: "Well, I'll talk to the old man when I have time."

Since grandfather insisted on believing that it was Mr. Mo, it was Mr. Mo ...

As for the facts, who cares? !

After receiving a positive answer from Murongyan, Ye Zhentian's smile became brighter, so he simply said, his guess is not wrong!

It was so nice that his grandson was so loved by Mo Lao!

Murong Yan really did not want to continue seeing Ye Zhentian's proud face, for fear that he could not help but tell the truth! So he found an excuse and went out.

It has been a long time since I went to the Asuka Mercenary Corps. I wonder if they are okay?

As soon as Murong Yan thought about it, he heard someone call him: "Master!"

Looking up, didn't Mu Yi Mu Xin's two brothers and sisters come there?

“Master, I heard that you're back, we knew you'd come see us!” Mu Yi exclaimed excitedly.

Murong Yan looked at the opposite boy, "Not bad! It seemed to be stronger than a few months ago, and not so weak anymore. Well, his strength had also increased by leaps and bounds, and all of them were at the fifth level of the Innate Stage! Congrats! Wood Wing!”

“Master, do you know that? You are really great!” Mu Yi scratched his head in embarrassment, and said.

Murong Yan smiled and did not speak.

With this smile, Mu Yi was so shocked that he could no longer move, only knowing that he was looking at her dumbfoundedly.

“Master, my brothers are waiting for you in the martial arts field, should we leave now?” Mu Xin stepped forward and glared at his brother, and said. "His brother, as soon as he saw his master, he forgot to do business!"

“OK! I also want to see if you guys have been lazy lately!” Murongyan nodded and stepped forward.

Mu Yi was still dumbfounded.

Mu Xin glared at her again, and look, her brother is a fool! However, if his master could see his brother, it didn't seem bad either!

Thinking like this, Mu Xin's mood improved greatly.

“Master, wait for me!” Murong Yan and Mu Xin had left long before Mu Yi recovered and hurriedly chased after them.

The three of them came to the Asuka Mercenary Corps martial arts field A few months ago, there were 50 people at most at one time, but now, there were hundreds of people here.

They all practiced martial arts.

This is Fuhuquan's basic martial art, suitable for people who do not have spiritual strength to practice, Logically, people who can absorb spiritual power will not be willing to practice this basic martial art, because it's not strong.

But everyone here is training seriously, one punch and one style, and the training is meticulous.

"Although Fuhuquan is a basic martial skill, it can realize the strength of our human body very well! Only when fully trained and thoroughly eaten could his strength be used to its fullest. At that time, you will know that it is simple but not bad!” said Uncle Zhong, standing in front of the martial arts field with a serious face.

"Sir ......" Murong Yan clapped his hands as he entered, "Uncle Zhong was right, the so-called simplification, the simpler it is, the more they inherit the wisdom of their ancestors."