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C866 Fuss

"Hey, stinky brat, say something, you don't know what it means, you're really worried to death!" Ye Mengfan anxiously stomped her feet and said.

Ye Qian stared at Ye Tianming and said: "My big brother, everyone here is a martial arts practitioner, so you should understand some things. Cultivation in the Martial Dao was about not breaking but not being able to stand up. You have cultivated the inner sect mental cultivation method of the Ye Family for many years, and it can be said that it has been deeply ingrained in your bones. If you want to recover your Qi Sea and Dantian in a short period of time, it would not be an easy task to make you start over again. "

"Therefore, this plan is quite cruel to you. It's also extremely complicated! "

"First, I will use a magic tool to recover your injuries and cultivation before destroying your Qi Sea and Dantian, as well as all the meridians in your body. This process took a total of forty-nine days. "Each day during this period, I will help you rebuild your meridians, destroy them, and rebuild them …"

"After seven to four days of remodeling my meridians, in addition to the assistance of medicinal pills, I have achieved the effect of 'Purification'. I will teach you another set of methods later, when that time comes, your cultivation will be able to leap into the Dragon Elephant Stage. Furthermore, as long as your cultivation is strengthened, it will not take you one to two years to break through the Innate Realm. "

Ye Qian's words were simple, but they made Ye Mengfan and Ye Tianming's hair stand on end.

It had been forty-nine days. Every day, he would reconstruct and destroy his meridians. What sort of pain was this? It was simply unimaginable. Let alone the Ye Tianming who had just barely survived, even Ye Mengfan could feel all eighteen thousand pores on his body opening up. Standing under the sunlight, he was feeling cold from head to toe.

"Stinky, stinky brat, you, you're joking right? You're definitely joking right? For the next seven to forty-nine days, the meridians in the entire body must be shattered everyday.

Ye Qian laughed contemptuously: "How can you not live? If one's meridians were not shattered, they would not be able to remain unbroken. If you want to have powerful strength, you must naturally suffer some inhuman pain. That is unavoidable. "

In truth, Ye Qian did not deliberately make things difficult for Ye Tianming, it was just that the War God Technique in Ye Qian's hands was extremely overbearing. If he wanted to cultivate, he would need to reach an endless level of power through his meridians. In the end, he would not even have any meridians.

Ye Tianming and Ye Mengfan looked at each other. At this moment, other than shock, they were completely emotionless.

Seeing the two of them acting like this, Ye Qian laughed lightly: "Alright, I've already said what needs to be said. This is the third best plan, which one of you choose is your own choice!"

Ye Tianming clenched his teeth, and his eyes were filled with terror; cold sweat had already fully flowed down his face. Although he was unwilling and regretful in his heart, even the legendary Ye Tianming would not dare to lightly try the pain of his meridians shattering.

After struggling for a while, Ye Tianming finally let out a long sigh and gave up.

Ye Tianming smiled bitterly in his starry eyes, and softly spoke to Ye Qian: "Sorry Brother, although you have done your best to consider for me, but I still cannot endure the pain of having my meridians shattered. I think I should choose the best course of action!"

Waiting for Ye Tianming's reply, Ye Qian nodded, but a look of disappointment flashed past his eyes.

But even so, Ye Qian still smiled and said to Ye Tianming: "Alright, everyone has their own ambitions, so I can't force you. However, my big brother, I still want to talk to you. If your cultivation forever stops at the peak of the Dragon Elephant, and you are unwilling, you can still come find me. This plan is still effective for you! "

Ye Tianming laughed bitterly as he stuck out his tongue, "Perhaps, when I have the courage to face this pain, I will definitely come looking for you!"

Ye Qian nodded silently.

"Since the decision has been made, we don't have to wait any longer. Let's begin!"

With that, the aura from Ye Qian's entire body suddenly changed, her eyes releasing a gold light, scaring Ye Mengfan and the Wandering Dragon Guard around him into not knowing what to do.

Next, he heard Ye Qian berating: "Everyone move out of the way, don't stand on the side and get in the way!"

Ye Mengfan was the first to move, immediately jumping ten metres away. Those Wandering Dragon Guard s also scattered in fear, not daring to stay in the surroundings.

Seven to eight people formed a huge circle with a radius of a dozen meters, and everyone's gazes were focused on Ye Qian and Ye Tianming, the two brothers.

Ye Qian did not do anything, but Ye Tianming's entire person slowly flew up from the stretcher.

Standing in midair, Ye Tianming faced Ye Qian directly.

And at this time, Ye Qian did not reveal any magic tools like Ye Mengfan had imagined. Instead, he gently stroked it with one hand, and a pillar of vigorous spirit energy unceremoniously entered the sandalwood core in Ye Tianming's chest.

Ye Tianming was already half dead from fright. He was already a cripple, and his body that was riddled with holes was worse than a normal person's. How could he withstand Ye Qian's attack?

With a "waa" sound, Ye Tianming spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Ye Mengfan immediately screamed: "Brat, what the hell are you doing, is this how you treat people?"

The group of Wandering Dragon Guard seemed to be in a bad mood as well. Although they were afraid, they still took light steps forward. At the same time, they were worried about what kind of good or bad things their young master would do.2

However, Ye Qian did not even turn his head around and sneered more than just saying, "Don't speak if you don't understand. Even now, the dark and cold internal strength on his body have yet to dissipate. I am only helping him. If this power does not dissipate as soon as possible, even if his injuries are healed, he will still be plagued by this power and will live in pain day and night! "

Although he felt that what Ye Qian said made sense, Ye Mengfan still couldn't help but worry. After all, his son's way of doing things was too unexpected. Who knew what he would do next?

Amongst everyone present, only Ye Tianming, who was hanging in mid air, gave Ye Qian a gaze of trust and determination, which made Ye Qian feel extremely good.

After the palm, Ye Qian no longer made any strange movements, instead, he clasped his hands together, and muttered to himself.

Very quickly, everyone saw a golden light flying out from deep within Ye Qian's spiritual altar. Then it slowly brightened up the entire sky.

In response, the first one to react was still Ye Mengfan, who exclaimed out loud: "A magical artifact! A magical artifact!"

Towards such a cheap and inexperienced person like me, Ye Qian muttered in contempt, "Make a fuss!"

And at that moment, the golden, orange scepter had already flown between Ye Qian and Ye Tianming. What else could this scepter be other than the legendary Roc Wand?

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