Mortals cultivate immortality and awaken their clones to practice together

In the next few days, Ye Chunyang never used a spoon to cook in the dining room again.

The short-lived "spiritual porridge" was gradually forgotten by the brothers and sisters.

It also made Ye Chunyang breathe a sigh of relief.

The days in the dining room were uneventful, but because of his background as a chef, Ye Chunyang's skills in making spiritual food captured the stomachs of a group of senior brothers.

And although Lin Yu and the others didn't want to see Ye Chunyang, they were just low-level qi refining cultivators, and they could just say a few cold words on weekdays.

Because of Ye Chunyang's cooking skills and Su Xueyuan behind him, he didn't dare to provoke him.

These days, Ye Chunyang has felt more and more the indifference and selfishness of immortal cultivators.

In this undercurrent of solitude, he tried to be quiet, silently improving his cultivation.

Thereupon.

Ye Chunyang spent the daytime in the dining room in a low-key manner.

The day when you quietly bring food back at night and use a spoon to feed the doppelganger.

......

Two months flew by.

Inside the wooden house.

Ye Chunyang looked at the clone of a little fat man who had grown into a five or six-year-old man, and his face showed joy.

A punch was thrown in the air, and four bursts of anger were released, and Ye Chunyang was secretly satisfied.

In the past two months, the cultivation of him and the clone has reached the fourth level of qi refining.

Although he had broken through to the fourth layer of qi refining, Ye Chunyang felt that the spiritual power dissolved with the spirit spoon alone seemed to be limited.

In the past few days, the spiritual power absorbed by the clone from the spiritual food transformed by the spirit spoon was no longer enough for the two bodies to absorb, and the speed of cultivation had also slowed down.

"I still have to think of a way, find more spiritual things for the clone to absorb, if there is no other source of spiritual power, with the current situation, it will take at least half a year to break through to the sixth layer of qi refining, this speed is still too slow. "

In the two months since entering the sect, Su Xueyuan has not looked for herself again.

But Ye Chunyang's defensiveness against this woman has not diminished at all.

"No matter what Su Xueyuan's plans are, only by improving her cultivation as soon as possible and narrowing the distance between her and her, can she be more likely to protect herself.

After being annoyed for a while, looking at the little fat clone in front of him, Ye Chunyang muttered to himself again.

"It's a little awkward to keep calling like this, otherwise it's better to call you a name......

Ye Xiaobao!" "Ye Xiaobao, Ye Xiaobao." "

......

The next day, as usual, Ye Chunyang went out as soon as it was dawn and prepared to go to the dining room.

After pondering last night, he felt that time was pressing, so he was thinking about how to find more spiritual materials along the way.

"Ye Chunyang, don't come unharmed!" As

he passed through an attic, a strange voice of yin and yang suddenly came from ahead.

Looking up, Ye Chunyang saw a familiar face.

The person who came was another person who was also selected by Su Xueyuan and brought out of Su Mansion to cultivate immortals, Su Hu.

Su Hu is the son of the head of the Su family, because he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, his body is superior, and he has done a lot of evil in the Su Mansion.

Previously, the two were brought out by Su Xueyuan together, and Su Hu always tried every means to make things difficult for himself along the way.

I saw Su Hu wearing a robe, a sword hanging from his waist, followed by four or five guards and miscellaneous servants, and looked over with great momentum.

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly and said, "Su Hu, what are you doing?" In

the past two months, he has devoted himself to cultivation, but he has forgotten that after Su Hu entered the sect, he seems to have been assigned to the guard team of the Miscellaneous Courtyard.

Thinking like this, Ye Chunyang didn't move, waiting to see what Su Hu would say.

At this time, Su Hu patted the hilt of the sword, revealing a proud look and said: "Ye Chunyang, you and I joined the sect together, although you are still a man who brushes the pot and spoons, and you have not made any progress, but it doesn't matter, now that I have been promoted to the escort team, I will naturally take care of you." "

He is extremely talented, and he has even detected the Twin Spirit Roots, and his cultivation has improved by several levels in just two months after entering the sect.

With such qualifications, many senior brothers are attracted to it.

Thinking that he and Ye Chunyang, the husband, were selected into the sect by the eldest lady together, he was extremely unhappy.

Seeing that Ye Chunyang was still as timid as a mortal, Su Hu thought to himself that his spiritual root must be extremely poor, and maybe he didn't even break through the first layer of qi refining.

So he sneered and said, "Ye Chunyang, how are you thinking about it?" Now you just kneel down and beg me, and I will accept you as a slave, so that you will not be bullied in the future and lose the face of the eldest lady."

As soon as these words came out, several miscellaneous disciples next to him also burst into laughter.

Looking at Ye Chunyang's eyes one by one, they were full of play.

At this time, Ye Chunyang's heart sank.

This guy blatantly came to trouble himself like this, I'm afraid he will rely on it.

He has only cultivated to the fourth level of qi refining, and Su Hu can be promoted, isn't it that he has already cultivated to a higher realm?

Thinking of this, Ye Chunyang feigned anger and said: "Su Hu, you and I are both elected to the sect by the eldest lady, and we should support each other, if you dare to act recklessly, aren't you afraid that the eldest lady will punish

you?" "Reckless?" hahahaha...... With your useless waste, even if I kill you, the eldest lady won't ask!"

Su Hu raised his head and laughed, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and his identity has also risen.

Su Xuekite's deterrence naturally faded a little in his heart.

Today, he had to teach Ye Chunyang a lesson, and he had to be completely refreshed.

Before the words fell, Su Hu had already bent his hand into a claw and slashed abruly.

There was a burst of air in the air, and the dead branches and leaves on the ground were swept away.

Even the crowd was forced to take a few steps back.

Ye Chunyang's heart was solemn.

Unexpectedly, Su Hu didn't even take Su Xueyuan in his eyes, and he would shoot when he said it.

Could it be that he had already risen to the advanced level of qi refining, and he was not far from building the foundation?

Seeing that the claw wind was approaching, Ye Chunyang thought that it was important to save his life.

It was too late to dodge sideways, so he poured spiritual power into his palm, only thinking about pushing the claw away first.

Su Hu looked disdainful, thinking to himself that with his current strength, how could you be able to resist it as a waste? Seeing that

the claws and palms were about to match.

The next thing that happened.

But everyone was so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.