This saint is too cruel

Chapter 85
"Oh!" Only now did Ye Wuyou know that Yueming was using the Soul Condensation Art when he was desperate.

The Moon God is in the middle stage, but he can explode the combat power of the ancient sage in the early stage. It is conceivable that the power of the Soul Condensation Art is not trivial.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Ye Wuyou in a daze and absent-mindedly, Yue Yuan asked, "Could it be a bottleneck?"

He is the youngest prince among the sons of Yueyun Palace. Ten years ago, he was selected by Yueyun Palace. He was trained by the ancestors of Yueyun Palace with the qualification of being the first among his peers. , was exceptionally conferred the title of prince by the lord of the palace, becoming the youngest Marquis.

He is like a bright star, admired by countless sons and admired by countless girls. He has high hopes and is likely to become the youngest king.

It's a pity that he was born of a concubine, a collateral descendant, with insufficient congenital nature, although his talent surpassed all his concubines, becoming the youngest Hou also caused a lot of controversy.

Therefore, they were envied by many sons-in-law, and they all wanted to get rid of it, and they were very unhappy because of the pressure of this son-in-law.

And Yueming is the son of the eldest son, with a noble nature, but he has no ambition to compete for power, and he also sincerely admires Yueyuan, so the relationship between the two is very good.

No matter how strong Yueyuan is, he will always be a concubine, but Yueming is different. He can help Yueming's superiors compete for more resources, so he spares no effort to support him, even the mysterious and powerful Soul Condensation Art. pass it on to him.

This is the trump card that he has become famous in the world and has not lost a single game for more than ten years. It comes from the inheritance of the ancestors of Yueyun Palace, and ordinary people are not qualified to even touch it.

"No, maybe I need to get acquainted with it." Ye Wuyou said with a smile.

"That's good. I won't leave these days. I'll accompany you to prepare well. This time, I must show your great power and let them see it." Yue Yuan said.

Yueyuan was isolated by the jealousy of his son-in-law, and Yueming was disliked by everyone, alienated and isolated by invisible, two people have different identities but have the same feelings, so they came together.

"En!" Ye Wuyou was still thinking about how to drive Yue Yuan away, but he didn't expect him to stay and had no reason to refuse.

If this close contact is too long, it will also show its feet.

"Come on, go to the practice room. Practice once and show me, and I will give you some pointers." Yue Yuan pulled Ye Wuyou and walked to the practice room.

"I went out for a day and a night. I was so tired because of the deadly mission my father set. Let's take a rest in the morning and practice in the afternoon."

Ye Wuyou followed him to the practice room, sat awkwardly on the big chair, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a clean white handkerchief.

Yue Yuan's face sank, she was speechless, a little bit like the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuchs were in a hurry.

But soon he returned to normal, and said with a smile, "Did your father give you a lot of tasks, and you need to do it yourself."

"Ten thousand drops!" Although Ye Wuyou was pretending, he also observed the change in Yue Yuan's expression. Now it is difficult for him to guess the real intention of this person, so he said lightly, "He wants me to earn it myself, and his subordinates will do everything. It doesn't count."

"Haha, I'm talking about big things. It's small things. Just leave it to me. Practice hard." Yue Yuan said generously.

"That's great. Brother Yuan collected it for the younger brother. The younger brother must practice hard." Ye Wuyou said with a smile.

The reason why he procrastinated was because he didn't know the "Soul Condensation Art" taught by Yue Yuan at all. Fortunately, Yue Yuan didn't make things difficult for him, otherwise he would be exposed.

"It's a trivial matter." Yue Yuan was about to leave, and said, "I'm going to collect the sea spirit liquid right now, so don't be lazy in your cultivation."

"Well, I got it." Ye Wuyou pretended to be thinking, and said to himself, "Why do I feel like I got stuck after practicing here? Could it be that I remembered the mentality wrong?"

Yue Yuan who walked to the door stopped, turned around and shook his head helplessly, and said, "You, why are you so stupid, it's stuck there, tell me about it."

"Hey, it's inevitable that there will be loopholes in thinking and understanding by yourself." Ye Wuyou pretended to think seriously, and murmured in a low voice, "If I can explain it again, I will understand it while watching it, I'm afraid it will be better."

"Oh, what are you talking about, what are you talking about, is she really a big girl?" Yue Yuan was originally a rough and bold person with a masculine look, so she had no interest in talking to him, and said, "I read, Lian, you are so cool, this is the third time, I will not demonstrate in the future."

Immediately after speaking, he jumped into the center of the practice room, hung in the air, and demonstrated the process while reciting the "Soul Condensation Jue".

Ye Wuyou looked at it very seriously, as if every word was directly printed in his mind. This is a kind of supernatural power, which can instantly increase the combat power and achieve leapfrog killing.

Half an hour later, Yue Yuan's face was covered with sweat, and he finally demonstrated the mental method and cultivation process of the Soul Condensation Art. This formation is powerful, but it also consumes a lot.

Even after demonstrating it once, such a powerful Yueyuan was sweating profusely.

"Have you seen it clearly?" Yue Yuan took a sip of tea on the big chair, wiped off his sweat and said, "Go and practice it for me to see."

"I'm tired, I just want to get some insights and absorb it, I'll come back this afternoon and practice for you." Ye Wuyou said softly and pretentiously.

"You!" Yue Yuan was a little speechless, and he could see that he was burning with anger. He was sweating profusely after demonstrating for a long time, but he didn't say he was tired. He watched with his legs crossed, but he said he was tired.

But soon he returned to the peaceful way, "You should understand well, the competition is only ten days away, whether you can achieve better results in the competition depends on yourself."

This sentence was a little discouraged, he seemed a little confused, why did he come to help this worthless son.

"Don't worry, this time, let them look good." Ye Wuyou encouraged him.

"Go!" Yue Yuan got up and walked out, this time without looking back.

Ye Wuyou suddenly felt that Yueming was actually quite happy. At least one elder brother was helping him all the time. Although he didn't know what the real purpose was, at least he could feel very sincere for now.

During Yue Yuan's explanation and demonstration of Soul Condensation Art just now, Ye Wuyou already had a deep understanding of the whole mental method.

Immediately, he fell into the center of the Martial arts arena, and began to practice this powerful supernatural power according to his understanding of the mental method and Yue Yuan's demonstration.

"That's not right." Ye Wuyou was halfway through the practice, and found that there were some problems with the ten or so sentences in the middle, which might be abrupt, reversed, or disconnected.

After all, there is chaotic energy in his body, which contains the profound meaning of the supreme ancient law, which is much deeper and more profound than the Soul Condensation Art.

It is easy to find the mistakes and omissions of this mental method.

"Is this something he kept on purpose and taught it wrong, or is there something wrong with the inheritance of this mental method?"

(End of this chapter)