Fantasy script: I am the villain of destiny

"Hehe, Yingyao is joking. It was originally just a small fight among the juniors. Since Yingyao has said so, let's stop today's affairs. By the way, Elder Fenglei, the Sect Master of the Feng family asked me a few days ago. The seeds of the fire spirit that I brought have arrived today, and they are in the car. Elder Fenglei, come to the union with me!"

Gu Feng's eyes lit up.

They have been waiting for the Fire Spirit Seed for a long time.

Ying Yao nodded and walked forward, Feng Lei followed, but while walking, she gave Feng Shu a wink, Ye Xuan shook his head helplessly.

Hai Lao subconsciously wanted to pull Ye Xuan back, but she was surprised to find that Ye Xuan's speed... was so fast!

Looking at Ye Xuan who was rushing towards him, Feng Shu's eyes showed a hint of triumph.

"Since you are courting death, then Ye Xuan will fulfill you!"

After speaking, he also rushed in the direction of Ye Xuan. The two rushed towards each other. Feng Shu didn't see that Ye Xuan was fast. He even thought that his speed was getting faster. After a while, the two The fists slammed together hard.

"what!"

The screams came from Feng Shu's mouth, and Feng Shu's figure suddenly shot backwards, slammed into a big tree, and screamed with arms in his arms.

Looking at Feng Shu's deformed right hand, Ye Xuan knew that the bones were probably broken.

"Little Saint Realm Second Layer, what are you pretending to be?"

Ye Xuan clapped his hands and said lightly. Hearing the faint screams coming from a distance, Fenglei smiled "gratifyingly", Yi Yao tilted his head slightly and let out a helpless sigh.

Hai Lao, who rushed over, stared at Feng Shu who was screaming in a stunned manner.

"Although it is said that your landscape imprint has been opened, according to the regulations of Wanjianzong, only the strength of the saint can return to Wanjianzong, so now is not the time to go to Wanjianzong!"

Hai Lao said solemnly.

"Huh?" Ye Xuan looked bitter. But where can we go?

Old Hai smiled slightly.

"Ye Xuan don't have to worry, the sect master said that Wanxilin in the northern world has a wooden house where his old man lived. The environment there is very good and it is very suitable for cultivation."

Ye Xuan looked embarrassed.

Glancing at Feng Shu who was screaming on the ground, Ye Xuan pulled Hai Lao and turned to leave.

In a secret cabin in the Northern Territory, Hai Lao looked at the humble Dan Ding and a table of medicinal herbs in disbelief.

"Ye Xuan. What are you doing?" Just now, Ye Xuan spent all the remaining money.

"Hey, have you ever heard of money making money?"

Hai Lao was full of confusion.

"Ye Xuan, don't tell me that you want to refine this medicine pill."

Ye Xuan expressed confusion.

"Why not?" Hai Lao smiled wryly, Ye Xuan smiled and pointed to himself. After so many years, Hai Lao didn't know that Ye Xuan could also alchemy.

"You'll know if you're joking or not."

Ye Xuan smiled slightly, hugged Dan Ding, picked up the medicinal materials and entered a house.

"Old Hai, help me guard. You know, alchemists must not be disturbed when they make medicinal pills."

After speaking, Ye Xuan closed the door, leaving behind Hai Lao with a stunned expression.

Hai Lao felt that Ye Xuan didn't seem to be joking, but Hai Lao really couldn't remember when Ye Xuan had dealt with alchemy. Today's Ye Xuan makes Hai Lao very strange.

Even if Ye Xuan's landscape seal is opened, it is impossible to suddenly have a wind tree that can break the arm of the second layer of the saint.

And now, although he doesn't know much about Ye Xuan, Hai Lao knows that he is not a reckless person, and he will not use the little money left to buy medicinal materials that he does not know how to concoct alchemy at all.

"Is it possible, Ye Xuan really knows alchemy?"

In the empty log cabin, Old Hai's puzzled voice echoed, and on the other side, Ye Xuan was ready to start refining the medicinal pills.

But when he was about to start, Ye Xuan was embarrassed.

He found that he had no fire, so how could an alchemist have no fire?

The source soldier and the Cuizhu Excalibur, is it that the Cuizhu Excalibur is both the Cultivation Technique and the source soldier? He took out the source ring from his arms, and with a thought, the bamboo sword flashed out from the source ring.

In order not to attract attention, Ye Xuan did not wear the Yuan Ring on his hand at first.

Looking at the emerald green sword, Ye Xuan felt that there was nothing strange about this sword, except for the subtle nine lines on the blade.

Suddenly, the Bamboo Divine Sword made a sound of sword cries, and then, the Bamboo Divine Sword seemed to melt, turning into a mass of green flames, which melted into Ye Xuan's body.

A sword shadow appeared in Ye Xuan's world of landscape imprint, and then, the source energy of heaven and earth continued to enter the body from the world of landscape imprint.

"The significance of the opening of the landscape imprint is to open the door to the world of the gods, absorb the Origin Qi of heaven and earth, and practice cultivation."

Ye Xuan understood immediately.

At this time, the Bamboo Divine Sword seemed to resonate with Ye Xuan. With Ye Xuan's thoughts moving, the Bamboo Divine Sword turned into a source soldier for a while, and a black fire wrapped around Ye Xuan's hand. And guard at the landscape mark.

"I remember that only reaching the Heavenly Rank Origin Soldier can transform into Origin Qi and merge into the body. I didn't expect this Bamboo Divine Sword to be able to do it."

Suddenly, Ye Xuan seemed to have thought of something. What is the level of this bamboo sword and that Origin Technique Holy Spirit Slash? "

Looking at the obscure nine lines on the blade, this should be the corresponding nine holy spirits, right? Ye Xuan thought to himself.

"Forget it, leave him alone, let's refine the medicinal pill first."

With a thought, the Bamboo Divine Sword turned into a mass of black flames.

"The source soldier form is called the Cuizhu Divine Sword. The fire form is called the Holy Fire."

Looking at the emerald flame on his palm, Ye Xuan said.

On the other side, Hai Lao paced back and forth in the room, looking at Ye Xuan's room from time to time.

"It's been so long, why hasn't it come out yet? Alas, it seems that I really think too much. Ye Xuan has never learned alchemy, how could he have made a pill? Forget it, I'll go first Go back to Wanjianzong."

Thinking like this, Hai Lao was about to turn around and go out.

"Bang!"

As soon as he arrived at the door, the door of Ye Xuan's room suddenly opened.

“Ye Xuan!”

Hai Lao hurried up to meet him. Ye Xuan put the medicinal pill in his hand in front of Hai Lao.

"Ye Xuan, you succeeded?"

With excitement in his eyes, Hai Lao grabbed the elixir in Ye Xuan's hand. Although he does not understand alchemy. But judging from the ethereal scent, this is indeed a real elixir.

Ye Xuan nodded. If he said that he was respectful to Ye Xuan before, it was because of his status as the Wan Jianzong Ye Xuan. And now, it is worthy of the respectful attitude of the old Shanghai.

Hai Lao thought for a while and said:

"In that case, let's get it from the Taer Trading Guild. The guild and Wanjianzong have a good relationship. Coupled with the face of the elder Chu Xiong, I believe the trade union will give us a satisfactory answer."

Ye Xuan also nodded indifferently to Hai Lao's words.