Kapitel 4: The General's Visit

"This matter must not be publicized. If too many people know about it, many people will come back to kill Qingyang." Ye Xiang said.

The first elder thought about it for a while, "We have to say that this is the rare three attributes to the outside world."

Several people thought for a while and said hello, leaving only Ye Qingyang standing there in a daze.

Ye Xiang patted Ye Qingyang on the shoulder. Laughing and scolding. "My boy is really lucky. Glory to my Ye family. I'm also aggrieved that you can't reveal your true identity. Remember not to tell anyone."

"Dad, I know." The cynical Ye Qingyang also showed a serious side. He was still shocked, I wiped, what happened to this Nima? it turns out that I am so handsome, indestructible.

The first elder said a few words to the executive elder, the executive elder nodded and said to the audience, "Ye Qingyang, rare three attributes! Rare attribute ice, thunder! Ultra rare attribute time!

There was another riot under the stage, what happened to two ultra-rare at a time! Too irritable, this is God blessing on our Ye family.

Ye Qingyang took the sign to Hanbing Pavilion and Thunder Pavilion to choose three martial books.

Ye Qingyang, who had just woken up from the shock, heard the words of the executive elder, and hurriedly took the sign and went to choose a martial artist. As I walked, I muttered; a martial arts genius like me only gave me six cheats, which is too hard.

Entering the Ice Pavilion, I saw more than a dozen people choosing martial status. Ye Qingyang also hurried onto the shelf and went to choose a martial artist.

This azure planet is combined with fighting and fighting, and one or two percent of the people on the planet can practice martial arts. There are also people who practice fighting martial arts or fighting qi alone.

Fighting martial artists are physically tenacious, and advanced martial arts masters are invulnerable to all poisons and fears of swords. Dou Qi practitioners have superb magic, and advanced Qi masters have thousands of changes in magic, breaking mountains and rivers, which can be said to be derived from the law.

No matter what kind of cultivation it is, it can be inherited. The strong can tear the sky away with the sword of qi into the sky, go to the other side of the world, become immortals and become gods. This world is called the immortal world. Then Ye Qingyang chose the martial status.

Ye Qingyang picked and picked and finally selected six martial arts books that he liked. They are called Frost Arrow, Bing Ling Hammer, Ice Wheel, Howling Thunder, Purple Lightning Strike, and Thunder Fist.

After getting the martial book, Ye Qingyang left the bookstore and asked the recorder to record it. He went back to his garden to practice.

After a day's rest, Ye Qingyang took out a martial book to practice.

Because the six martial arts can only be cultivated for three months, after three months, the academy will come down to select talents.

After the selection is successful, they will return to the academy to practice more profound exercises with the teachers.

Early in the morning, Ye Qingyang pushed open the door of the house and came out to practice with the Thunder Fist.

Last night, Ye Qingyang opened the six martial arts books and read them at random.

It was found that Thunder Fist was the easiest to practice because Ye Qingyang had not yet chosen a weapon to use.

Thunder Fist, with thunder attribute Dou Qi concentrated on the fist. Attack the enemy with the power of lightning, restrain water and metal. Those who have mastered the practice can attract clouds and thunder to attach to their fists to attack the enemy.

A good thunderclap.

Ye Qingyang sat on the stone table, remembering how to use the martial book on his back.

Ye Qingyang stared at Wu Ji for a long time.

After a long while, Ye Qingyang put down his martial arts and walked to the open space next to him.

Move the fighting qi in the dantian up slowly with the meridians, and after a while, the fighting qi will be moved to the right fist, a burst of purple light flashes on the fist, and a punch hits the big tree next to it, "Dong, crackling." A muffled sound accompanied by an electrical sound came from the tree. The trunk of the big tree is printed with fist marks three or four centimeters thick.

Ye Qingyang, who was standing beside the big tree, grinned. Hey, I'm really a genius, my talent is high. The martial records indicate that the colors of Lei Dou Qi from low to high are light yellow, yellow, white, light purple, and purple. Haha, I just came up with purple, a genius is a genius.

If someone else heard this, how many black lines would appear on that person's head.

How can there be someone who talks to himself about his genius here, doesn't know how to be humble, doesn't know how to keep a low profile. Which doctor sent it out without a cure?

After speaking, Ye Qingyang practiced vigorously again.

There are fist marks one after another on the trunk of the big tree.

It wasn't until the sun went down and the fiery cloud appeared, Ye Qingyang wiped his forehead sweating profusely, looked at the smashed trees with fist marks all over his body, smiled contentedly, and then went to eat.

"Mother, give me two bowls of rice. I don't even look at Ye Mu who is sitting next to me and Ye Bumei, who has also cultivated for a day and still eats like a lady, pick up the chopsticks and pick up the vegetables."

At the dinner table, Mother Ye looked at Ye Qingyang, whose clothes were soaking wet, with a smile on the corner of her mouth. He quickly filled Ye Qingyang with two big bowls of white rice, Ye Xiang sat in the main seat of the head of the house, looked at Ye Qingyang who was gobbling down and looked at Ye Bumei who was reserved and did not lose speed, and smiled with satisfaction.

Can you be unhappy when there are two extraordinary talents in the family and two children of your own?

While watching Ye Qingyang gobble up with a smile on his face, he was a little scared in his heart. Although this indestructible and unbroken body is an omen of the emperor, the family is prosperous and prosperous.

But this can't reveal a single star. If some people outside the clan who are jealous of strength know about this, they will definitely kill his son before he shows the spirit of the emperor.

How could a father do something that would let his child die?

Ye Xiang felt both joy and worry in his heart. But a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Master, Carl, the general of the Apocalypse Empire, is here." Butler Fu Bo stood at the door and said.

"Oh? Old friends are here. They should have heard about Qing Yang and Ayumi's talent."

Carl and Ye Xiang have known each other since childhood, and they both regard each other as confidants. The fathers of the two climbed out of the pile of dead together when the Apocalypse Empire and Lingguo fought. However, after the war, Carl's father continued to fight, while Ye Xiang's father returned to the family to be the patriarch.

"Uncle Fu, please go to the main hall of Ye's house. I will come later."

"Okay, sir."

"Qing Yang, Ayumi, go change clothes and follow me to see your Uncle Carl."

Ye Qingyang, who was devoured, put down his chopsticks after hearing his father's words and hurried back to the courtyard to change clothes.

"General, please use it, this is the best Longjing tea."

"Okay, thank you Faber."

"Dwarf oil. General Zhengdong, I have lost a long way to welcome." Ye Xiang walked into the main hall with a smile on his face and joked with Carl.

"You old bastard, and you don't even pretend to be an outsider." When Carl saw the Ye family of four, he also stood up and scolded with a smile.

"Hello Uncle Carl, hello Uncle Carl". Ye Qingyang Ye Bumei called out.

"How are you two little guys, I've heard about both of you, not bad."

"Can my Ye family's children be bad?"

"You still have to get up."