Supreme Martial Artist

Heading towards Danyang County City quickly.

"The grudges here are over, it's time to leave."

Walk a few hundred meters.

Ye Xinghe stood on the war horse and suddenly turned around.

The cyan cloak made a sound.

He looked at the tall walls of Qingyun City and sighed softly: "I may not come back here again in the future."

This small town has been his hometown for more than ten years.

Growing up in this place.

However, it was only a short stop on the road of his life.

The softness in Ye Xinghe's eyes disappeared, becoming cold and sharp.

He looked up to the sky, laughed, and rode away! Without any pause, Ye Xinghe rushed to Danyang County overnight and came to Baiyao Hall.

Find Li Hong.

Seeing Ye Xinghe's arrival, Li Hong was also very surprised.

When Ye Xinghe explained the purpose of his visit, his face suddenly filled with anticipation: "Have you taken back your dragon-patterned purple-gold cauldron life soul?"

"Let me see it, let me see it."

He rubbed his hands together expectantly, like a child.

Ye Xinghe smiled slightly.

Master Li Hong, even though he is so old, he is also full of enthusiasm for alchemy.

It can even be said to be an obsession.

Ye Xinghe revealed the purple gold cauldron with dragon pattern.

The moment he saw the life soul of the dragon-patterned purple-gold cauldron, Li Hong was stunned.

His face was full of obsession and his eyes were wide.

He came forward, trembling and caressing her in a sleepy tone.

"This, is this the Purple Gold Cauldron with Dragon Pattern?"

"Ninth-level human-level life soul! God, so prominent! So powerful!"

"This is the life soul that all alchemists dream of!"

He looked at it for a while and then reluctantly stopped.

"Ye Xinghe, you are truly a born alchemist, and your future is absolutely limitless!"

"It is my honor to be able to teach you what I have learned throughout my life when you are in your early years, when you are about to embark on the path of becoming an alchemist!"

Three days later.

The secret room of Baiyao Hall.

Ye Xinghe held his hands emptyly, as if there was an alchemy cauldron in front of him.

Above its head, the dragon-patterned purple-gold cauldron sparkles with life soul.

The hands connected together, as if they were really refining elixirs.

Wherever the fingers tap, they always land on key points.

If his actions were seen by other alchemists, they would be shocked and speechless.

The flowing clouds and flowing water flow when they are mature.

He is obviously a young man, but he is more experienced than many alchemists.

The placement is extremely precise and there are no mistakes.

Every detail is done to the extreme! This is the benefit that the Dragon Pattern Purple Gold Cauldron, as well as the previous few days of hard training and Li Hong's careful teaching, brought to Ye Xinghe! Li Hong's face was full of surprise.

"Ye Xinghe, your talent in alchemy is so high and your learning speed is so fast, it is truly the only one I have ever seen in my life!"

"The talent is ten times better than mine, no, a hundred times better than mine!"

Ye Xinghe breathed a sigh of relief and retracted his hands.

He was also very exhausted, his face was a little pale, and the top of his head was steaming.

"In the past few decades, I have taught you everything I have learned about alchemy, and you can do it much faster than I thought."

"You are now strong enough to become a first-level alchemist!"

Ye Xinghe smiled slightly: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance these days."

In three days, he gained a lot.

Although he has the Zixia Alchemy Sutra and the introductory chapter of alchemy, he has already fully understood it.

However, the results on paper are ultimately shallow.

Alchemists need a lot of practice and the guidance of experienced masters, who can teach them from ear to ear and teach them through experience.

Any tiny detail, any mistake in the elixir recipe, or even a slight mistake in the alchemy technique, a little heavier, a little lighter.

It is possible that all previous efforts will be wasted! Li Hong is nearly sixty years old this year and has been immersed in alchemy for fifty years.

Although the level is not high, he is only a first-level alchemist, but his foundation is extremely solid and his experience is extremely rich.

Gave Ye Xinghe great help.

"Next, what you need is a powerful enough alchemy cauldron, and an alchemy recipe suitable for you to advance to refine and become a first-level alchemist."

"Also, a lot of practice!"

Ye Xinghe nodded, thoughtfully.

The prescriptions in the Zixia Pill Sutra passed through my mind.

However, he found that the level of these elixir recipes was too high and completely unsuitable for his own refining.

Ye Xinghe smiled bitterly: "High level is still a problem."

"It seems that I need to find a first-order elixir recipe that suits me."

He asked: "Where is the test to officially become a first-level alchemist?"

"Cangwu County City."

Li Hong said: "Of the three counties around, only Cangwu County has an alchemist association."

"If you want to officially become an alchemist, you have to put on this alchemist white robe and go to the Alchemist Association to take the test."

"Only after passing the assessment can you do it."

The two chatted for a long time all night long.

On the second day, Ye Xinghe said goodbye.

Before leaving, he took two steps back, cupped his fists and saluted.

Li Hong was stunned.

This is the etiquette of being a disciple.

He suddenly trembled, and then his eyes became sore.

He quickly turned his back, rubbed his eyes, and forced himself to smile: "Ye Xinghe, what are you doing?

How am I qualified to be your master? "

Ye Xinghe smiled slightly and said nothing.

Everything is left unsaid.

Ye Xinghe left Danyang County and rushed to Lingyun Sect.

Returning to Lingyun Sect, it was the moment when Li Chunyang announced the opportunity for the ten disciples to change their destiny, and gave himself, the first person, that great opportunity! Ye Xinghe is extremely looking forward to it.

A few hours later.

Lingyun Sect, a luxurious mansion.

A black shadow flew into a small courtyard despite the wind and snow, and landed on someone's arm.

This black shadow turned out to be a divine flying eagle.

The iron-like feathers are extremely sharp, and the eyes are bright.

The man in black clothes with big sleeves took out a small bamboo tube from the eagle's leg and pulled out the silk inside.

After reading the writing above, a sinister smile appeared on his lips.

"That person set off."

Without hesitation, he went back to his room, studied ink, and swiped the brush.

On a piece of Sujuan, five words were written: tomorrow, early morning, kill! The last word "kill" is full of murderous intent! Put this piece of Sujuan into the bamboo tube and seal it carefully.

Then he fed the flying eagle a full kilogram of freshly slaughtered raw beef, took out a waist tag, gave it a smell, and said with a low smile: "Go and deliver it to that person."

The Divine Horse Flying Eagle nodded.

The flutter flew up and was instantly submerged in the flying snow.

A figure slowly walked into the room.

His face was pale, his breath was weak, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Beside the window, the middle-aged man in black clothes and long sleeves slowly turned around: "Hao'er, the humiliation you and I have suffered will be washed away tomorrow!"

After running wildly all night, the snow continued the next day.

Noon is approaching.

At this time, it was only an hour's journey from Lingyun Sect.

Ye Xinghe raised his head and looked into the distance.

"After turning around the mountain col in front of us, we can reach Lingyun Sect in less than an hour."

"Just arrive before noon, there's enough time."

But, just when the horse was passing by the mountain col.

Ye Xinghe's heart suddenly felt an extremely strange feeling! After brushing, the hairs on his back stood up!