After entering the male channel, I disbanded the male protagonist’s harem

Chapter 19 A rich woman named Song

Several people raised their heads upon hearing the sound.

The young man wearing a blue and white disciple uniform is about seventeen or eighteen years old. He is taller than the door, has a sinewy face, and has three hula hoops stacked on his belly.

Another disciple with a round face shrank and hid behind him. He looked particularly thin against the chubby figure.

The round-faced man tugged on the fat man's sleeve and whispered, "Forget it, Feiyu, it is everyone's default in the secret realm to grab resources from each other, so let's go."

"If you want to leave, you can leave. The ranking I got has been taken away from me. I can't swallow this breath!" Jiao Feiyu put his hands on his hips and spat on the table.

Song Yihe's eyes suddenly turned cold, but before she could speak, another person was faster than her.

Qin Yunshu kicked the chair over and put his right foot on the back of the chair: "Return to me? Open your eyes and see clearly, who is this young lady?"

The little girl responded with a tone that was a hundred times more arrogant than him.

"It's Miss Yun Shu. The flood has really washed away the Dragon King Temple. Look, I didn't mean to disturb your meal, but..." Jiao Feiyu immediately changed his attitude.

"It's just a fart! You and you, where did you come from?" Qin Yunshu's slender fingers pointed at the two troublemakers.

"Okay, okay, let's go now." The little fat man pulled the round-faced disciple, coming and leaving in a funny way.

Song Yihe was so happy that she pulled Jiang Liuer behind to watch the show.

"Sister Liu'er, do you still remember the first time Qin Yunshu talked to me?"

Jiang Liuer smiled and said: "Remember, we are really different from now."

Song Yihe finally came to a conclusion: "It's all my training."

Qin Yunshu pretended not to hear their sarcastic remarks and said impatiently: "My good mood has been ruined by this fat man. I won't eat anymore. I'm going back."

After a few people left, Song Yihe walked slowly towards the peach grove. The bright moon hung high tonight, the cool breeze blew, and it was a rare leisure.

The system made a sound suddenly.

[It is detected that the mission has advanced by [-]%, and the inheritance gate level [-] authority has been opened. 】

"Why is the reward so slow this time?"

Previously, Song Yihe helped the male protagonist get the natal sword. Logically speaking, the system should have responded at that time, but it took so long.

[The male protagonist has just completely accepted the natal sword. 】

It seems that he has been studying the sword all day today.

Gu Changzhou was indeed very happy.

Today, Shen Wen, his master, granted Gu Changzhou a small courtyard, right next to his own dormitory, which shows how much he values ​​this new disciple.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he took out the black sword and looked at it carefully.

The dark long sword has a restrained temperament and seems to be able to absorb all the light reflected on the sword. The hilt is made of wood and is engraved with simple patterns.

The most important thing is that this actually opened the sword of spiritual wisdom.

Being intelligent means that it is very likely to give birth to a sword spirit in the future.

There are the largest number of sword cultivators on the mainland, with tens of thousands of swords per person. However, there are only three spiritual swords in the world.

Gu Changzhou was in an excited mood and chatted with others.

"Have you participated in the war between gods and demons? Then do you know what the demon looks like? How did he die?"

After forming a contract, they can communicate with each other.

"You look like a human being. I don't know how you died. You saw it too. My last master's opponent was a demonic dragon."

"Then why did you choose me to be your master?"

He expected to get a series of answers such as "You have great talent" and "You suit my taste".

As a result, Long Yinjian replied: "Because I'm going to die from suffocation. I just need a sword cultivator. What else can I choose?"

"And that's not the point." Long Yinjian replied, "The main thing is to raise me well and let me grow up quickly." Gu Changzhou let out a long sigh, his face was speechless, he could already imagine himself raising me in the future. It’s the day when the sword and sleeves are in the breeze.

On the other side, a rich woman named Song was still counting her property.

Following the last level [-] reward, this time she got a whole herb blanket, five shelves of spiritual fruits, and a bathtub made of a whole piece of natural flint. Look at the pure color and fiery breath. Even those who don’t know how to distinguish the quality of flint can tell that it must be a good thing.

Firestone is extremely popular with alchemy cultivators and weapon masters. Compared with directly using spiritual fire to refine pills or magic weapons, flint is much easier to operate.

It only requires a little spiritual energy guidance and divine consciousness to control the firepower to complete a refining process.

Greatly reduced the situation of monks failing due to lack of spiritual power during the refining process.

In this way, she had all the things she needed to prepare for making alchemy.

I just don’t know when Xiaolang will wake up, Song Yihe muttered to himself.

Last time in the cave, it helped her block a blow and then fell asleep, leaving only the Earth Dragon Cauldron alone in the corner.

Song Yihe slowly walked into the peach forest while calculating.

She has the token given by Yun Yanbin on her body and can already enter and exit here on her own.

The night added a touch of mystery to the petals. The ferocious beasts in the forest hid in the darkness because of the scent of the token, looking at the little girl in fear.

The door to the bamboo courtyard is open, and only the main house is lit.

Song Yihe hesitated for a moment, but finally chose not to disturb the master and quietly returned to the house.

However, as soon as she lay down, a figure suddenly appeared in the room.

"Master, are you walking silently?!" Song Yihe said angrily, then she thought of this shrunken man's ability. Silence seems to be normal.

Yun Yanbin frowned and stared at this young disciple.

To be honest, he has never had a female apprentice, and most of the body cultivators are men who are tall and rough.

Tonight, after he contacted his great disciple who was far away in the world of immortality, he realized that male disciples and female disciples were different. At least according to his previous training method, it would never work.

So Yun Yanbin stood by the bed and thought for a long time, then took out a candy wrapped in colorful paper.

"Eat the candy and go out for training with me."

Song Yihe: "..."

"Every monk has a weapon that he is good at, even the weak alchemy cultivators are no exception. And the weapon for our physical cultivation is our own body."

The two stood face to face by the waterfall, teaching seriously.

Yun Yanbin added: "Just like sword cultivators need to be connected with their own swords and take care of them every month, we cultivators of the body must also take care of our bodies, and the most important thing is to learn how to use the body."

"Last time I saw you in the ring with your natural supernatural power, you were already a long way ahead of others, but your understanding of your own body was far from enough. Now, you are attacking me with all your strength without using any external force. Let me first understand your current situation."

Yun Yanbin stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was undefended.

Song Yihe punched him as soon as he finished speaking. The wind of the fist raised the night wind, which brought with it some personal grudges.

However, she didn't even touch the corner of her clothes.

This man seemed to have flaws all over his body, but he dodged left and right, but Song Yihe just couldn't touch him, and almost tripped him several times.

There is a feeling of being teased.

The little girl had a dark face and entered the state, as if she was still in the wave of strange beasts in her previous life. Although her attacks were haphazard, her moves were ruthless.

Finally, this time she finally succeeded.

The fists were so powerful that they hit him continuously.

As a result, Yun Yanbin acted like a normal person, but Song Yihe was shocked to the point of pain.

She shook her red and swollen knuckles and said cheerfully: "Come again."

(End of this chapter)