My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 1314
Looking at Ye Fan's terrifying smile.

Bai Maxuan was trembling all over: "No, don't come here, if you go any further, I will call you."

The crowd was speechless.

It was a good competition, why do you have to be so coquettish?
And if it's okay to face the opposite sex, but to be so frivolous when facing Ye Fan, wouldn't you be looking for death?
really.

Ye Fan squinted his eyes, and his face turned cold all of a sudden: "You're flirting with me!"

"Shhhhh!"

Immediately, the long whip made several cruel sounds in the air, hitting him like a dragon.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

But no matter how he yelled.

Ye Fan didn't show any mercy, and beat him severely.

The white horse that was beaten was soaked in blood, it was too horrible to look at.

"Boss Ye, stop! If you continue to fight, he may die." Tang Aoshan couldn't bear it, and tried to dissuade him.

Ye Fan smiled slightly: "It's okay, my whip will not kill people, it will only make him suffer some superficial pain."

next second.

The long whip waved like a phantom among the crowd.

Wherever they went, everyone roared.

The whole training ground was crying and howling like hell.

"Run, run, run, run! He's crazy, he's going to kill us all."

These people don't know where the strength comes from.

Unexpectedly, they all stood up, Yu Jian flew, and fled far away in an instant.

Tang Aoshan was a little surprised.

Ok?
Aren't they all seriously injured?

How can it fly so fast?
At this time, Ye Fan's voice sounded.

"Are you sure you want to run? If anyone dares to be a deserter, I will reward him with ten more lashes."

Everyone looked at each other.

"Who is going to run? We just want to dodge."

"That's right, you can't be a target and let you whip it all the time, can you?"

"Should we continue? We feel that there is no point?"

Ye Fan chuckled: "Are you admitting defeat?"

Who can not admit defeat?
Ye Fan has one whip for each person, no, two whips, he is invincible, people block and kill, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.

Who can be tough with him?
Several disciples landed on the ground and rubbed their wounds.

"It's really bad luck. I was whipped more than a dozen times."

"Go ahead and have fun. I have been whipped more than thirty times, and there is no good place on my body."

"Ohh Ohh ohh!"

Suddenly a person appeared beside them.

There is almost no human appearance, and the head is covered with blood.

The key is the mouth, as if it has been specially taken care of by the whip.

All swollen.

I was so anxious that I couldn't even speak clearly.

"Brother, who are you? Why are you being taken care of by Chief Ye?"

"I... woo... Valaulawu..."

"Speak slowly, or we won't be able to communicate."

Then, the man paused word by word: "I am Bai Maxuan, I have been whipped more than 300 times..."

"hiss!"

Everyone took a deep breath.

Ye Fan must be using him as a target.

Look at the ones that are smoked for other children, they have no human form.

"Everyone is there, everyone stand at attention."

Ye Fan gave an order.

No one in the audience dared to resist.

"Do you still doubt my strength this time?"

Everyone quickly shook their heads.

"Nothing."

"Then am I worthy to be your leader?"

"Who is not worthy of you, we are not worthy."

"Then if I teach you, will I still mislead your children?"

"No, it is our honor to be taught by you."

Ye Fan was very satisfied with everyone's attitude.

Right, if you are beaten, you have to stand at attention.

It's good if you can take it.

Ye Fan cleaned the dust off his body.

"I don't care who you are, geniuses or idiots, but if you practice under my tent, you have to coil up if you are a dragon, and lie down if you are a tiger."

"If you are not convinced, you can challenge me at any time. As long as you can win, I can step down as the leader at any time."

"Of course, I don't think you have such strength. Since you lost now, let's fulfill your promise."

Bai Maxuan: "What promise?"

"Rope skipping! I have two skipping ropes here. Let's divide them up and pass them on to the next person. Once you start, you can't eat or sleep if you can't finish it. Remember?"

"remember."

Ye Fan threw out the branch, took Tang Aoshan's hand and left Sixteen Peaks.

"That's all for today, tomorrow I will practice formally, goodbye!"

Looking at the back of the two leaving.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Isn't it time to practice?
What did you two do?

Is it a bit too much to talk about love in front of so many people?

Came to a hidden place.

Tang Aoshan stretched out her arm: "What are you doing? When did I agree to date you? Are you as violent?"

"Uh……"

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched twice.

"Did I say I'm going on a date with you? Are you thinking a little too much?"

"Then you are?"

Ye Fan pouted: "Look at the front, where is this?"

"Alchemy Pavilion?"

Tang Aoshan suddenly realized that Ye Fan was going to treat her.

In fact, the Blood Sword Sect has always attached great importance to matters such as alchemy and weapon refining.

The refining equipment is not bad, and the weapons are completely self-sufficient.

From time to time, he can exchange some magic weapons with other sects, which can be regarded as a profitable business.

But the alchemy talent is very poor.

In the whole sect, there is hardly a single alchemist who can do it.

So pills are very valuable in Blood Sword Sect.

And this alchemy pavilion is even more superficial, no one is alchemy at all.

There was only one janitor disciple inside, and he was still drowsy in broad daylight.

"Why did you bring me here? Do you want to make alchemy?"

"No, I have my own alchemy stove, but I'm short of a few ingredients for alchemy. I want to look for it. I guess if I come by myself, I won't even be able to get in. I can only bring you here." Ye Fan spread his hands.

"You are smart."

"Isn't this serving you, so naturally you have to take advantage of it."

"Okay, I'll take you in! But you have to be mentally prepared, the Alchemy Pavilion of the Blood Sword Sect is useless."

"Let's see it."

The two entered the Alchemy Pavilion unimpeded.

The disciples at the door saw Tang Aoshan coming in person, and wished to give her the entire Alchemy Pavilion.

Put down the harsh words right now, and take all the medicinal materials casually.

Ye Fan came inside and looked around.

There are very few medicinal materials that are worth buying, and they are almost of the same grade as the traditional Chinese medicine shops in the human world.

To refine the elixir used by monks, the level is really not enough.

"Alas! It's more barren than imagined."

"I told you already!"

But they have all come, so naturally they cannot leave empty-handed.

Regardless of whether it was useful or useless, Ye Fan put it all in his pocket.

"You need so many medicinal materials to treat my illness? You don't want to take the opportunity to fill your own pocket, do you?"

Seen through his actions, Ye Fan didn't panic at all, and quickly explained.

"What do you know? There are too many medicinal materials here, and I can only use a few herbs to refine and replace one of them."

"It's about a ratio of one to seven. I don't get much."

"Really?" Tang Aoshan didn't believe it at all.

But who told her not to know the art of alchemy?

I can only let Ye Fan take it.

Finally, after Ye Fan's continuous efforts.

He collected most of the medicinal materials, only missing one flavor.

"Do you know where there are blazing sun grasses?"

Tang Aoshan frowned.

"Are you sure you want blazing sun grass? Isn't that a spiritual grass that can only grow in the sun?"

"I can't even see the sun, are you sure you want to use this most masculine medicinal material for me?"

Ye Fan smiled faintly: "Hey, you know a lot! Which quack doctor told you before that you can't use sungrass?"

"This is fighting fire with fire. Your skin is very weak. Can you just let it weaken?"

"Don't stimulate it, let it slowly adapt to the masculine sunshine, how can you cure your disease?"

"It seems to make sense!"

Ye Fan patted his chest.

"Don't worry, I can do anything I promised, as long as you tell me how to get the medicinal materials."

Tang Aoshan hesitated.

"I know where it is, I'm afraid you can't find it."

"Oh? Where?"

"The ancestor of Houshan."

……

In half an hour.

Ye Fan and Tang Aoshan hid in a secret corner.

Looking down, I saw an old man sitting in a rocking chair in a courtyard, basking in the sun, he was peaceful and comfortable.

Tang Aoshan introduced in a low voice: "Ye Fan, he is the ancestor of our Blood Sword Sect. His strength reached the Golden Core Realm a few decades ago, and he even has the title of Sword God—Jian Mosheng."

Ye Fan had heard of his title from Xue Jie.

It seems that because of his existence, the Blood Sword Sect's position in each sect is also proud.

But doesn't it mean that he has been traveling all over the world?

Why is this staying in the sect?
Ask out your doubts.

Tang Aoshan explained angrily: "Is it impossible to go home after traveling all over the world? He will stay in the sect for two months every year to ensure the peace of the sect."

"It is to prove that I am not dead, so that other forces dare not have a peep at the Blood Sword Sect."

Ye Fan understood: "Okay, I got it!"

With that said, he walked out with great fanfare.

"Ye Fan, what are you doing?"

"You, you have long hair but short knowledge. In the face of such a master, when we step into the back mountain, he probably knows our whereabouts. Hiding here is just deception."

Tang Aoshan curled her lips: "You're quite free and easy."

"necessary."

Came to Jian Mosheng's side.

Ye Fan looked at him carefully.

It is the image of an ordinary old man, looking skinny, probably over a hundred years old.

But because of cultivation, he looks younger.

However, the wrinkles on the face still represent the glory of the years.

"Boy, Ye Fan, the leader of the Blood Sword Sect, pays homage to the old ancestor."

Jian Mosheng didn't speak, and continued to bask in the sun.

Whoops.

Quite pretentious.

Not to mention you who are more than 100 years old, even those thousand-year-old monsters dare not have the same attitude as me.

A look of disdain crossed Ye Fan's face.

"Old ancestor, I have already greeted you! If you ignore me, don't blame the kid for being unreasonable in the future."

Immediately, he waved his hand.

A huge sofa bed appeared in front of everyone.

"Boss Tang, please! I ask you to rest for a while."

Seeing the big bed, Tang Aoshan blushed.

"Dengtuzi, people don't want to share the same bed with you. Men and women can't kiss each other."

(End of this chapter)