C4 Yan Qiandie
In Ye Feng's palm lay a fiery-red pill the size of a longan.
His Black Tortoise Seal was a fire attribute three inscription symbol. Only a fire attribute pill was most suitable for his body!
This little thing called the Red Fiery Pill had cost him a total of 60,000 soul stone in order to snatch it from the stingy boss.
It had to be known that 60,000 soul stone was equivalent to a month's worth of income in the Ye Family market. An ordinary person wouldn't have such a huge amount of wealth to support their cultivation!
After adjusting his condition, Ye Feng's powerful mental energy drilled into the Xumi Ring. Cultivating in the ring would result in twice the result with half the effort!
He sat down cross-legged and shook his wrist. The pill shot out and gently fell into his mouth.
Buzz ~
A wave of heat came from his lower abdomen. It was filled with violent energy, and it started to run around aimlessly in his meridians.
Ye Feng hurriedly guided all of this energy and injected it into the Zifu's gas tank. He washed it over and over again, causing his meridians to expand rapidly.
The originally empty gas tank was also gradually filling up. An ample amount of energy spread throughout his entire body!
Waves of medicinal strength melted into pure energy, supporting his gas tank until it became bigger and bigger.
"I didn't think that the lowest grade of pill, this body, wouldn't be able to withstand it! Looks like I have to cultivate a body forging martial technique!"
Ye Feng clenched his teeth tightly, guiding that violent energy to slowly assault his new meridians.
One of the meridians was inserted into his flesh and blood at a certain point, forming two new meridians that were connected to the Zifu.
The more meridians the martial cultivator had, the wider it was. The circulating true qi would be faster, and the soul power that erupted during battle would be even more shocking! Simply put, it would be even more powerful!
At a certain moment, there was a light bang in his mind. The originally one-meter long gas tank had suddenly become more than three meters wide!
The medicinal strength of the expensive Blazing Flame Pill was finally exhausted and merged into his body.
"Hu ~ Yellow Soul Realm lesser celestial, greater celestial full cultivation! This power is back! "
Ye Feng let out a long breath and activated his true qi to punch the ground.
Buzz ~ A three meter diameter wave of air pressure was released. The force was shocking!
"The power of the twelve meridians is only thirty to forty Soul Points! My mental energy also fell to the Profound Soul Stage lesser celestial due to my rebirth!"
"It's time to find a martial skill to cultivate my physique and mental energy!"
Needless to say, the cultivation technique that cultivated mental energy was naturally the Nirvana Prominent Divine Art that was recorded in the Heavenly Soul Inscription. As for the martial skill to cultivate body and energy, he had long thought of it. That was, Yan Qiandie!
Heavens, earth, among the three great ranks of humans, Yan Qiandie was a martial technique that belonged to the initial-stage of the Heaven Rank. If this were to spread out, the entire Lan Ze Continent would probably erupt into a great battle in an instant!
This was the cultivation method he cultivated in his previous life, divided into ten layers of flames. It was rumored that when he used ten layers of flames, he would be able to unleash ten thousand kilograms of force!
However, in his previous life, he had only reached the seventh layer in a row!
The power of the seventh level was already over 3000 Soul Points. Even a true earth level greater celestial would not dare to take on a single attack head on!
However, before this, he still lacked a suitable weapon!
His gaze shifted towards that foot-long piece of black metal. He had a feeling that this was an extraordinary treasure.
Weapons were also divided into three levels: heaven, earth, and man. Each level was divided into one to nine inscriptions. The more inscriptions were activated, the more powerful the weapon would be able to display.
Of course, even if a human-step treasure activated nine inscriptions, it was still inferior to an earth-step weapon. As for a heaven-step weapon, it had not appeared in the entire continent for over a thousand years!
"This black iron, what level of weapon could it be?" Ye Feng curiously patted it, but the black iron smashed into the ground with a bang, causing the entire spatial zone to shake!
Hiss ~ So heavy? Good stuff! He reached out his hand to grab Black Iron and exerted his strength!
"F * ck ~ It's so heavy?" Ye Feng's face turned red. This piece of black iron seemed to grow on the ground. No matter how hard he tried, he could not move it at all!
Could it be? A heaven-step treasure!
After thinking for a moment, Ye Feng's right hand quickly cut across the palm of his left hand, and a bloody wound appeared.
He pressed the blood onto the black iron, and a fierce suction force came over. He was not shocked, but happy! Because only a heaven-step weapon would take the initiative to recognize its owner! Otherwise, even if it was given a bowl of blood, it wouldn't drink it!
Kaka ~ A strange red light erupted from the surface of the black iron, and the two ends gradually grew longer.
A black iron rod that was the same height as a human slowly stretched out in front of Ye Feng.
The iron rod was embedded with two ancient characters - cyan flame!
"Although I don't know what grade you are exactly, you are still a Heaven Rank!"
Ye Feng shouted in a low voice. The veins on his hands bulged, and the true qi in the gas tank quickly circulated along his meridians.
"Rise!" The cyan flame was slowly lifted up. With his forty cow soul force, this fellow was probably over a hundred jin in weight!
Weapons of earth grade and above would adjust the weight of the body according to the owner's cultivation! This was the soul within the weapon, adapting to the master!
The Ye Family's cultivation room was in the form of a small courtyard. In each cultivation room, there was a small courtyard for training. Outside the small courtyard was the family's training field.
In the past, Ye Feng never came to the cultivation room, but ever since he awakened the Divine Martial Imprint, the patriarch Ye Wuchen had specially given him a cultivation room to show how much the family valued him.
In the Xumi Ring, Ye Feng adapted to it for three whole days. After tossing it in the small courtyard for another day, he slowly adapted to the weight of the cyan flame.
With the cyan flame to temper his body, his physique was becoming stronger and stronger.
Within the small courtyard, there were thick stone walls all around. These stone walls were used for the training of cultivators. Once, someone had punched through a three foot thick stone wall with a single punch! But that would probably require several hundred segments of soulforce! It was at least the Profound Soul Stage!
Ye Feng desperately wanted to know just how much strength he could unleash!
The Blue Flame Iron slowly tightened. The true qi in the Zifu followed a specific vein and covered the iron in an instant.
"Flaming Thousand Butterfly! First Wave!"
The cyan flame lightly drew in front of him. From the tip, a layer of white airwave rolled out and ruthlessly smashed onto the wall!
Boom ~ Dust flew in all directions. A ferocious crack that was half a meter long could be seen on the originally intact wall!
Bang ~ The cyan flame was thrown onto the ground, and Ye Feng immediately became dispirited.
"F * ck! The First Layer Wave almost dug me dry! My cultivation is still too weak! "
" But this effect can at least burst out fifty segments of soulforce! Even if he were to encounter a Yellow Soul Realm middle celestial lower level, he would still be able to deal a single blow."
"With all my strength, a Yellow Soul Realm lesser celestial can only unleash a single wave. Compared to the past, this is far from enough!"
After recovering for half a day, he decided to take a medicinal bath! Training his conjured physique and soaking his body in medicine definitely could not be missed!
On the martial arts field, low shouts could be heard. Many Ye Families disciples were practicing their respective martial techniques. The reason was that they were able to get a good ranking in the adult competition half a month later!
"Big Brother, you will definitely win the adult competition this time! At that time, the resources given to you by the family will definitely not be stingy!" The Fourth Young Master, Ye Tian, shouted at Ye Xiao.
"Haha! That might not be the case. Cousin Ye Feng seems to be a dark horse! Besides, I will also do my best. " Ye Meier twisted her slender waist and mocked by the side.
Ye Feng! It was him again! Ye Xiao's brows were filled with anger. This Ye Feng was obviously here to wreck his place!
"Big brother, it's Ye Feng! I'll teach him a lesson for you." The corner of Ye Tian's eye just so happened to see Ye Feng walk out! The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he walked over in large strides.
