A few days ago, when Wu Jingsong was in the clan, he heard that the disciple who had come back from the worldly affairs mentioned the matter of Ye Yunhan. He was so angry that he came to Jinling without saying a word.

Ye Yunhan is his close disciple. He has outstanding talent. However, his mind is uncertain and he is addicted to beauty. Before he has practiced Kung Fu at home, he sneaks out of the clan. For four or five years, he has been connected with the world and has never returned to the clan.

As a master, he has no choice but to take this lover. After all, it's normal for young people to be infatuated with beauty. He has been young, licentious and confused, so he understands why Ye Yunhan sneaks out.

Wu Jingsong's original intention is to let Ye Yunhan play in the secular world for a few years. When he is tired of playing, he will naturally take his heart back and take him back to his ancestral home. Only in this way can his mind free cultivation be more effective.

Who knows, this laissez faire, let out a matter to come, ye Yunhan unexpectedly ran to fight with the person life and death challenge arena, also was beaten disabled by the person.

He has cultivated such a good cultivation seedling for more than ten years, but he still wants to train him to be the next leader's successor. Now it's ruined, but it's really killing Wu Jingsong.

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"Do you know me? I thought your wings were hard, and you were too arrogant to be a teacher. " Wu Jingsong kicked in the past and hummed coldly.

"Master, no, I didn't..." Ye Yunhan climbed back again, lying at Wu Jingsong's feet, crying with tears.

"Look at you, like a dog. I want you to practice well. You have to be infatuated with the world of mortals and indulge in beauty. Now people are not human and ghosts are not. I really want to slap you to death." Wu Jing was so relaxed that he coughed.

"I'm sorry, master. I'm wrong. I don't want to be a loser."

"You help me, help me..." Ye Yunhan kept kowtowing.

Seeing his poor lover, Wu Jingsong was deeply distressed and looked up to the sky with a sigh“ Ah, I came out this time to take you back to the clan. Come back with me. Maybe you can be saved. "

"Master, can I really be saved? I don't have hands and feet now. Even Dantian has been abandoned. Can I really be saved? " Ye Yunhan raised his head, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Yes, there is, but there is only one percent chance. It depends on your nature and your determination to live." After pondering for a moment, Wu Jingsong said slowly.

"Your elixir field has been destroyed. It's impossible for you to practice your internal skills in your life. You can only practice your Kungfu in a foreign country."

"However, don't lose heart. The golden bell shield of the town sect of bawangge is a top-level foreign horizontal training method. It is divided into nine levels. When you reach the fifth level, you will be invulnerable. If you reach the Ninth level, then..."

"Master, I want to recover my hands and feet, and my lifeblood. I don't want to go back to the clan to practice the golden bell jar." Ye Yunhan said weakly that even if he was allowed to practice the golden bell jar to the Ninth level, what would it do? It would not change the fact that he was a eunuch.

"Shut up! Listen to me Wu Jinsong angrily shouts a way, scared leaf cloud cold to quickly shut mouth.

"The Ninth level of the golden bell jar is called the golden bell jar."

"If you don't break or stand, you will become a gold body!"

"It means to abolish the old body, cultivate the Ninth level skill, grow new flesh and blood, and finally refine it into a golden body."

"Once the gold body is 10%, let alone invulnerable, even the missile attack can't shake you a hair."

"What about my lifeblood?" Ye Yunhan asked in a hurry.

"Of course, it's the same as your golden body. The golden gun won't fall down." Wu Jinsong shook his head and said with a bitter smile.

"It's just that no one has ever been able to practice the golden bell jar to the Ninth level since the establishment of the clan of bawangge. The highest level is the eighth level."

"Because no one is willing to make fun of his own body. If he can't grow new flesh and blood when he practices the Ninth level after self mutilation, his life will be over."

"Your whole body is broken now. I can only treat your dead horse as a living horse. When I go back, I will cut off the rest of your right arm and dig out all your muscles. Of course, whether you can survive depends on your own nature."

"Would you like to go back with me as a teacher?" Wu Jingsong asked solemnly.

"Master, I'd like to go back." Ye Yunhan's eyes were cold, and he agreed without thinking.

"Well, you are my most valued disciple. I hope you can get through this. As for your love and hatred in the secular world, please tell me, and I will avenge you now." Wu Jingsong reaches out his hand and carries Ye Yunhan up behind him.

"No, Shifu. I'll report the hatred myself." Ye Yunhan said viciously, he now left this hatred and anger hanging, otherwise he would have killed himself.

"Cheng Su Su, you wait for me. If I can make a gold body, I'll be the first one out of the mountain to turn you dry and die, and that bitch Han Jingxi, you also have to die."

"And Lu Tian, and Yi Yao, I will not let go of any of the women who have relations with Luo Yan..."

"All to death!" Ye Yunhan said silently in his heart.

Wu Jingsong nodded his head with satisfaction. It's this momentum. Hatred can breed endless potential. Maybe, as a lover, he can really get through this and become a gold body.

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Chuzhou.

When Chu Bingyan drove Yiyao's Ferrari to the peak villa that Han Jingxi said, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

In that luxurious villa, the lights are shining now. Chu Bingyan parks her car in a corner, and then stealthily hides in the door of the villa and looks inside through the iron gate.

Chu Bing Yan suddenly has a kind of feeling of being near to hometown. She wants to see Luo Yan, but she is afraid to see Luo Yan.

She is afraid to really see Luo Yan and that girl, like a couple living in a villa.

Just when Chu Bingyan hesitates to ring the doorbell, a girl suddenly comes out of the villa.

The girl is tall, about 1.7 meters, wearing a White Chiffon Nightgown, like a little housewife.

When Chu Bingyan saw the girl's face, there was a flash of surprise in her eyes. Luo Yan's eyes were really high. He was favored by peerless beauties everywhere. However, a man with such ability does have the capital to surround him with all kinds of beautiful women.

The girl in the Nightgown went to the yard and watered a flower with a pot of water. While watering, she hummed a song. She seemed to be in a good mood.