My Martial Arts Can Train Themselves

"Dai Qing is a master of Xuanli realm. His wife asked him to stay and listen to the young master."

The Yang family has no talent for cultivation. They can only spend money to accumulate strength. Otherwise, they can't keep such a big family property at all.

However, this is the world of the dynasty after all, so Baisha city not only gives the Yang family shelter, but also has restrictions.

Those who practice martial arts in the whirling force environment can already be regarded as the backbone of the Yang family.

Yang Yi nodded gently to Dai Qing as recognition.

But he refused.

"Housekeeper Ding, you know that outsiders are not allowed to stay in the sect."

I'm about to break through the spinning force realm. It's of little significance to want a guard of the same realm.

What's more, he doesn't know anything about Dai Qing.

"This is what madam means. If the young master refuses, madam, she will definitely kill her." Ding Yi said strangely.

Yang Yi recalled the image of his mother.

A strong woman, a large part of the Yang family's industry, is run by her.

The voice of the Yang family is no smaller than his father, let alone compared with other rooms.

Thinking of this, it really means that we can't refuse.

"OK, let him guard in Caiyun town. If anything, I'll find him."

Yang Yi compromised.

Anyway, I don't need him to provide it. Maybe it will be really useful at that time.

"OK."

Ding Yiying.

Now.

The people have unloaded all the goods.

"Remember, don't look at what you shouldn't see, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and take the things in your hand."

Ding Yi gave an advice.

This let Yang Yi lead the way in front.

Move things into Qixia sect bit by bit.

When everything is in place.

It's getting dark.

Ding Yi looked at the surrounding environment and finally asked, "young master, is this a breakthrough in blood refining?"

He went to the factotum when he came here, but he didn't have such a quiet living environment.

"Yes."

Yang Yi did not deny it.

He has indeed broken through blood refining.

"Ha, it's worthy of being a young master. I must tell the master and wife the news!"

Ding Yi was so excited that tears filled his eyes.

"It's been more than a year. I haven't broken through yet. What strength do I have to practice?"

Yang Yi looks strange.

"This is a good start."

Ding Yi came to Yang Yi's ear and said softly, "when I was young, it took me two years to break through the blood refining process, and then I used all kinds of pills, which reached the level of rotating force. In this way, I have been called a genius of the Yang family!"

“……”

Yang Yi was speechless.

The family won't focus all their talents on business, will they?

Ninety percent of qixiazong's factotum disciples can break through in two years. By contrast, it's really terrible.

"If the master knows this, he will be very happy. Maybe he will let you compete with the young master for the next head of the family."

Ding Yi thinks this is very possible.

Blindly seeking the shelter of external forces is not a long-term solution.

If the Yang family wants to achieve more long-term development, it must still need the support of their own people in terms of force.

"Come on, I'm fine."

Breaking through the process of refining blood is impressive. Therefore, I have the opportunity to compete for the position of home owner. It's embarrassing to say anything.

"Hey, hey, I'll say it casually. It's not urgent, it's not urgent." Ding Yi said no more.

When he saw that the servant had put things away and it was getting late, he was ready to leave.

Before leaving, he pulled Yang Yi aside and whispered, "young master, now the whole Qingzhou is not peaceful, and natural and man-made disasters continue. If it is not necessary, don't leave Qixia sect. This is what the master and his wife mean. There are only two main doors in the whole Qingzhou."

"OK, I see."

Yang Yi was stunned.

He doesn't know anything else.

But what happened during this period shows that Qixia sect is not the kind of standing tree.

It can be docked temporarily.

But you can't pour everything into believing.

Ding Yi saluted again.

Then he took people away from Qixia sect.

Yang Yi stood in place for a long time.

Think of what may happen in the future.

After this period of continuous collection.

The spiritual value of qixiazong is almost exhausted.

The whole ink map is much lighter.

However, some of the surrounding mountains still have a strong brush edge, which is valuable for collection.

Even the surrounding spiritual values collect light.

At that time, whether qixiazong is the safest place or not, he will choose to leave.

Night gradually shrouded.

There is only the last white light left in the western sky.

The yard is windy.

You can hear the rustle of grass.

It's a little cold.

Yang Yi set up the fire.

The burning flame looked reassuring.

Before long, Zhou Yan and Tang Bao came one after another.

One by one, their hands were not empty. They more or less took some good goods.

Zhou Yan mentioned two fat fish. They were still alive. As soon as he arrived here, he couldn't wait to kill them.

Others are also dealing with ingredients.

Soon, there was a tempting aroma in the yard.

"Yang Yi, you're unkind! I've been eyeing this roast chicken leg for a long time."

Zhou Yan was angry.

But there is no way to take Yang Yi.

"Take it."

Yang Yi ate silently.

Throw out a jade bottle.

"Don't throw rubbish at me..."

Before Zhou Yan finished his words, his eyes suddenly shone like wild cats.

"Quench blood pill!"

He couldn't help raising his voice.

"Good guy, blood quenching pill that can eliminate the miscellaneous substances in the Qi and blood? Elder martial brother Yang, you exchange the pill for the chicken leg, which can be regarded as the glory of the chicken leg!" Tang Bao came over and said with envy.

Everyone else had a drooling expression.

This blood quenching pill is worth at least three or four hundred liang of silver on the market. Not everyone can afford it.

"You too."

Yang Yi also prepared something for Tang Bao, or pills, or other suitable things.

These are all sent by Ding Yi. He can't use many things. If he keeps them, he might as well make the best use of them.

"Yang Yi, are you rich?" Zhou Yan's eyes widened.

Yang Yi gave a brief account of Ding Yi's visit.

"Well, your family can't be described as getting rich."

Zhou Yan's heart was heavy, and the pill in his hand was suddenly less attractive.

Yang Yi smiled and didn't continue. Instead, he said, "take advantage of tonight's time, you can tell me what problems you have encountered in your practice recently. Maybe I can answer them."

"You're so smelly."

Zhou Yan curled his lips, but he was the first to say his problems.

……

A lively night passed.

Yang Yi chased back the people who finally slept in the hospital.

Then I simply cleaned it, sat on the floor of the corridor and meditated.

After absorbing the glow of the morning, he took the flower tea to Zhuang Chenglu's residence.

Zhuang Chenglu was drying the medicine in the hospital. Hearing Yang Yi's intention, he stood up inexplicably.

She pointed to the two large brocade packages held by Yang Yi and asked, "these goods look like dozens of kilograms. They are all flower tea for me?"

"This is only the first batch. I still have barrels. I'll come back later." Yang Yidao.