Half a month later.

Sword Tower.

There was a sound of explosion, and smoke rose up, filling the void.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of rapid coughing was heard, and Ye Changsheng rushed out of the sword tower in a dark state.

He looks very much like a beggar, with a big explosive hair swaying in the wind.

Seeing his current appearance, the first impression is that he was hit by a cannon.

As the voice fell, Ye Xiaoxuan, Ye Cangyun and An Mengjun appeared at the foot of the sword tower, and their eyes all fell on Ye Changsheng.

Ye Xiaoxuan looked bewildered. "Changsheng, if there is anything that you can't get over, just tell me and I will help you find a solution. Don't be so self-destructive. It's scary."

Ye Cangyun echoed, "Yes, Changsheng, tell Grandpa what you want. If Jianzhou doesn't have it, Grandpa can go to the Tianyu Chamber of Commerce to buy it for you. We are not short of money."

Ye Changsheng coughed lightly, and a puff of smoke came out of his mouth. "Grandpa, I have nothing to worry about. I was just refining medicine, and I accidentally exploded the furnace."

Refining medicine, exploding furnace? Ye Xiaoxuan said earnestly: "Changsheng, you are a swordsman, why do you want to refine medicine? Just practice swordsmanship."

Ye Changsheng said: "Ancestor, the path of swordsmanship is endless. Refining medicine is very helpful to swordsmanship. Pills can improve cultivation, and refining medicine can cultivate the state of mind and spiritual power. The unity of swordsmanship is ultimately inseparable from cultivating the mind."

Ye Xiaoxuan nodded slightly, "You are quite reasonable, kid. Forget it, if you want to refine medicine, just do it, just don't destroy the Sword Palace."

At this point, he paused and continued, "You have been in the Sword Tower for the past half month. You don't know what is happening outside."

"Ancestor, what big thing happened?" Ye Changsheng asked curiously.

Ye Xiaoxuan continued, "The Demon Lord withdrew from the Demon City and disappeared. Rumor has it that they went to the Demon Star. In addition, the Blood Tavern was disbanded, the whereabouts of Yin Gu Tong are unknown, and the Ghost Gate has closed Fengdu, threatening not to come out for ten years."

Ye Changsheng nodded, "Ancestor, what are they doing? Are they afraid that the Ye family will retaliate against them?"

"I don't know. It should be like this. In fact, our Ye family is very kind. Revenge is impossible. They are probably worried that we will exterminate the clan and the entire family."

Ye Xiaoxuan was calm and composed. He paused for a moment and continued, "I have already sent people to check on the news about the Great Venerable. You will stay in the Sword Palace until the Heavenly Domain battlefield opens."

"Changsheng understands. If there is nothing else, I will continue to make medicine." Ye Changsheng said in a deep voice.

Ye Cangyun said quickly: "Changsheng, if you want to learn how to make medicine, Grandpa will find you a master. It would be too dangerous for you to study on your own."

"No." Ye Changsheng said calmly, turned around and walked into the sword tower. As he walked, he muttered to himself: "Where I fall, there I lie down. Bang, exciting!"

Little did they know.

He didn't want his master to teach him because he had already started refining seventh-grade elixirs.

Half a month, a seventh-grade alchemist, this speed is actually average. I don't know if it's easy to make medicine, or if he is too talented, but he did it this way.

As far as he knew, the most powerful alchemist in the entire Ancient Realm seemed to be of the ninth rank, and it was rumored that he was a priest of the Heavenly Realm Chamber of Commerce.

Ye Changsheng felt that if he blew up the furnace a few more times, he should be able to upgrade to the ninth grade.

Ye Cangyun saw Ye Changsheng entering the Sword Tower and asked, "Grandmaster, do we really not need to hire a master for him?"

Ye Xiaoxuan said: "His future depends on his own efforts. Let him explode a few more times. It will be healthier for him."

Ye Cangyun: “.”

An Mengjun: “.”

Unconsciously.

Another month has passed.

No one knows how many explosions were heard from the Sword Tower.

Every day is either an explosion or on the way to an explosion.

Ye Xiaoxuan and the disciples of the Sword Palace were no longer surprised.

This day.

Ye Changsheng walked out of the sword tower, having obviously dressed up specially. He was no longer in rags, but looked very elegant.

Before leaving, he did not even look at himself in the bronze mirror, mainly because he was afraid that he would fall in love with himself.

So handsome, what a sin.

After leaving the Sword Tower, he walked forward and appeared in the martial arts field. When the disciples saw Ye Changsheng appear, they swarmed over.

After arriving beside Ye Changsheng, they all bowed and shouted in unison: "Greetings, Young Master."

Ye Changsheng raised his hand slightly, signaling all the disciples to stand up, and said calmly: "You should also know that I have been obsessed with refining medicine recently. Today I just came out of retreat and came to see you."

At this point, his sleeves fluttered, and a hundred jade bottles appeared in front of the disciples. "Here are the pills I have refined. I am giving them to you now. They will be very helpful for your cultivation."

"Grandpa Qi, please distribute the pills to everyone."

Ye Qingyun said quickly: "Okay, I will distribute the pills to the disciples right away."

At this moment, Ye Yaoer, Ye Miedao, and Ye Pojun appeared on the martial arts field. They stepped forward quickly, clasped their fists, and bowed, saying, "Greetings, young master."

Ye Changsheng glanced at the three people and said calmly: "In this month, the three of you have improved your realms quite well. Here are some pills for you. Go ahead and break through the Sainthood."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"By the way, this bottle of medicine is for Grandpa Qi."

Watching his leaving back, Ye Miedao said, "Young Master, are you going to retreat again?"

Ye Changsheng said: "I will not be in seclusion this time. I will go to farm on the cliff behind the sword tomb. If you have any questions about your cultivation, you can come to me at any time."

Farming?

Instead of refining medicine, I started farming.

Ye Yaoer, Ye Miedao, and Ye Pojun all looked confused. They always felt that what Ye Changsheng did was not what a proper swordsman should do.

Little did they know.

Ye Changsheng's swordsmanship became stronger unknowingly while he was refining medicine and farming.

Refining medicine and farming can greatly improve his mentality and mental strength, make him more focused, and easily reach a state of selflessness, which is beneficial to swordsmanship without any harm.

This moment.

The martial arts arena was in a state of complete excitement. The disciples looked at the pills in their hands, their eyes flashing with blazing light.

"Grandpa Qi, what kind of elixir did the young master give me? What grade is it? The medicinal fragrance is overflowing, and the spiritual energy is magnificent. If I take this elixir, I will definitely be able to break through."

A disciple looked at Ye Qingyun and said, the latter looked at the elixir in the hands of the disciples with a shocked expression, "This thing is at least a seventh-grade elixir. Is it really made by Changsheng?"

Thinking of this.

He turned around and prepared to leave, and Ye Yaoer came up to him, "Seventh Grandpa, this is the elixir that the young master left for you."

Ye Qingyun took the jade bottle, opened it for a moment, and said in a trembling voice: "Eighty-eighth grade, this is simply unbelievable."

As the voice fell, he clenched the jade bottle in his hand and disappeared from the training ground.

Ye Yao'er watched Ye Qingyun leave and looked down at the jade bottle in her hand. "Eighth-grade elixir, that's impossible. Young Master..."

At this point, she opened her mouth so wide that a fist could fit in it. "Really? One month, an eighth-grade pill?"

Ye Yaoer was shocked by her own thoughts. On the other side.

Ye Qingyun appeared in front of the Sword Palace. Just as he was about to enter, Ye Cangyun came over and said, "You've come just in time. The Sword Servant has sent me news that forces from various states have entered the Sword State and are heading towards the Sword Palace. Come with me to take a look."

"Chief, what do they want to do? Join together to die?" Ye Qingyun said, and his figure followed Ye Cangyun away.

Moving forward.

Ye Cangyun smiled and said, "Don't panic, they are not here to besiege the Sword Palace, but to congratulate us. After all, we defeated the demons and resolved the crisis in the Heaven Realm.

"So it's congratulations, then why did the clan leader go to greet them personally?"

"You don't understand this. Guests are welcome. Our Ye family is hospitable!" Ye Cangyun smiled faintly and said slowly.