in the evening~

    A small thatched hut on the west side of Feilong Peak is where all the miscellaneous disciples live. The so-called handyman disciples are the disciples who are at the bottom of the cultivation base. Such disciples will be assigned some miscellaneous items. At this time, many miscellaneous disciples have been working for a day. Holding a tired body, he walked towards his hut.

    A slightly thin figure came into everyone''s sight, and the next moment it exploded~

    "Then~ that''s Chu~Chu Yan?"

    "What? I don''t have dazzling eyes~"

    "That guy is a human or a ghost~"

    ...

    Everyone rubbed their eyes, and many people witnessed Chu Yan''s charred and breathless appearance that day.

    Chu Yan walked into his small thatched hut under the astonished eyes of everyone.

    Locking the door, Chu Yan couldn''t wait to look inside his dantian again. The light blue gaseous spiritual energy in the dantian floated in the air, and below was a broken cyan cauldron.

    The small cauldron has three legs, but the original pair of ears is missing one. The body of the cauldron is engraved with complex runes, and there are dozens of tiny cracks on the body of the cauldron, and some places are uneven.

    "What is this little cauldron? Could it be that the mysterious black beam of light is caused by this little cauldron? You survived the catastrophe and regained your spiritual roots, Dad! Mom! You must have a spirit in heaven to bless the child, the child will never die. I will fail you."

    Chu Yan had a determined look on his face. He was confident that since he had recovered his spiritual roots, he would definitely be able to reach the top with his talent.

    "Bang~"

    The door was kicked open by a big foot~

    "you~"

    The chubby body of the visitor barely squeezed into the door, the fat all over his body was shaking constantly, a pair of shrimp eyes were round and round, a big fan pointed at Chu Yan, his face was full of surprise, a ''you''. '' When the word came out, he could no longer speak.

    "Don''t have long hands? Don''t know how to knock on doors?" Seeing the indifferent Chu Yan''s words, there was a sense of majesty in it.

    The miscellaneous disciples are all disciples with extremely poor qualifications, most of them are in the first level of the Qi training period, and there are a few second-level Qi training period, Wang Xiong is one of them. With his brute force and the strength of the second floor of the Qi training period, he can be said to be a bully among the handyman disciples, and most of the handyman disciples have been bullied by him.

    Of course, Chu Yan was no exception, and Chu Yan was always the focus of Wang Xiong''s ''care'', because Chu Yan used to be a genius disciple at the top, and every time he beat Chu Yan Wang Xiong''s abnormal mentality, he would be greatly satisfied. .

    Today, Wang Xiong was sleeping in the house when he heard someone yelling. He went out and saw a large group of handyman disciples surrounding Chu Yan''s house. He heard that "Chu Yan was resurrected, turned into a ghost and returned..." Wang Xiong Xiong was dubious, but when he saw Chu Yan, he immediately stood on the spot, but when Chu Yan said this, his shocked expression instantly turned into an arrogance.

    "Yo, it turns out he''s not dead! The boy is pretending to be a ghost in the daytime, is it itchy? The lord will loosen it up for you!"

    Seeing Chu Yan''s shadow on the ground and hearing Chu Yan''s voice, Wang Xiong decided that Chu Yan was not a ghost. Since he wasn''t a ghost, what was there to be afraid of? The fist smashed towards Chu Yan.

    "Unbelievable~"

    Chu Yan snorted coldly, and threw out his right fist without any fancy.

    "Gaba~"

    The fists of the two collided, and a clear sound of bone shattering came from the collision.

    "This guy is really over the top, and he even fights with Wang Xiong~"

    "Could it be that Chu Yan was struck dumb by lightning~"

    "I think so~"

    The handyman disciples in the outer view of the door naturally saw this scene only when Chu Yan had broken his hand bones. However, the next scene left them dumbfounded:

    "Ah~ my Lao Tzu''s hand, you broke Lao Tzu''s hand, Lao Tzu is going to kill you~"

    Wang Xiong held his left hand and howled furiously.

    "Go away~"

    Chu Yan didn''t have time to listen to his howling, and kicked Wang Xiong''s abdomen directly with his feet like electricity.

    Outside the hut, handyman disciples continued to gather around, and everyone only heard a painful howl, and the next second, a chubby behemoth flew out of the hut.

    "Boom~"

    Wang Xiong''s plump body fell heavily to the ground, and everyone collectively turned their attention to the door of the hut.

    Chu Yan walked out slowly under the astonished gazes of the crowd, his face was calm, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuations.

    "I didn''t expect that Chu Yan actually didn''t die~"

    "He~ he can actually cultivate~"

    "However, only the first level of Qi practice is the same as us. He actually defeated Wang Xiong. How is this possible?"

    ...

    Chu Yan heard the discussion beside him, his sword brows were slightly wrinkled, his eyes were extremely cold, and when those miscellaneous disciples met Chu Yan''s eyes, they immediately felt a cold current swept through their body, and it was difficult to speak again.

    "Boy, look at the lord, I peeled your skin today~"

    With blood hanging from the corners of Wang Xiong''s mouth, he climbed up from the ground with a smirk. A pair of casserole-sized fists were covered by a layer of khaki light. The next moment, a light thorn condensed by the khaki light appeared in front of Wang Xiong. .

    This is Wang Xiong''s trump card, a low-level one-pattern spell: Xuantu thorn. He has already seen Chu Yan''s cultivation level in the first-level Qi training period. Although he does not know why Chu Yan is so powerful now, he firmly believes that with He was absolutely unable to resist the spells released by his second-level cultivation base during his Qi training period.

    Chu Yan didn''t say anything. Today happened to be Wang Xiong Liwei, and he will not be disturbed by these handyman disciples in the future. These are all hopeless people, and Chu Yan''s goal is to take the internal assessment in March.

    A ray of light blue spiritual power appeared on Chu Yan''s right hand, and the next moment the light blue spiritual power turned into a water ball.

    Chu Yan clenched his hands tightly, and the water polo was instantly compressed by half.

    "go~"

    Chu Yan let out a low roar, and the water ball flew out of his hands and flew towards Wang Xiong at a very high speed.

    Low-level one-strike spell: water burst

    "Bang~"

    In Wang Xiong''s astonished eyes, the Xuantu thorn shattered like a rotten thorn, and the water ball gradually became larger in Wang Xiong''s eyes, and finally slammed into his right face and burst open.

    These miscellaneous disciples are extremely poor in aptitude. They have time to hurry up and improve their cultivation, and they have hardly practiced spells. Moreover, cultivating spells requires a strong ability to comprehend and apply them. Even though a few have tried, they have not succeeded in the end. Today, seeing Chu Yan release this powerful spell, he stood on the spot.

    Three years ago, Chu Yan, who was only thirteen years old, had the eighth level of Qi training, and the title of ''The Ten Talented Disciples of the Ascension Sect'' was not a vain name. Because Chu Yan''s spiritual root is a water spiritual root, he can only practice water attribute spells, and Chu Yan can easily learn from low-level one-pattern to eight-pattern water-type spells. At this time, it is also a low-level one-pattern spell. The power is several times that of the king bear.

    "Ah~"

    Half of Wang Xiong''s face was blown to pieces, and he roared in pain.

    Chu Yan walked in front of Wang Xiong step by step, grabbed his collar with one hand with his left hand, and lifted the chubby body three or four times his size up to everyone''s astonished eyes.

    "Chu, Chu Yan, get around me, get around me, I was wrong before~you~"

    Wang Xiongxuan deeply felt the horror of Chu Yan in the mid-air, and no longer arrogantly begged for mercy.

    With an expressionless face, Chu Yan turned to the crowd and said lightly, "If anyone disturbs me in the future, I will end up like this."

    As he said that, Chu Yan''s right fist slammed into Wang Xiong''s thigh, only to hear a crisp "click", Wang Xiong''s leg bone was broken, and the next moment Wang Xiong was thrown out by Chu Yan.

    Wang Xiong''s fat body fell to the ground again, and everyone was shocked, and everyone looked at Chu Yan with horror in their eyes.

    Cultivating immortals is a way of feeding the weak and the weak can only be bullied by others. Chu Yan’s methods can be said to be very gentle. Close firmly.

    Chu Yan did not know that there was a trace of resentment in the eyes of a young girl in green behind a tree in the distance.

    As soon as Chu Yan walked into the room, the small blue cauldron in his dantian suddenly vibrated violently.

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