"Yes, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, my Xiao family would have lost all face at this hurdle." Xiao Yan looked at Ye Zheng gratefully.

"It's okay. I wonder if Brother Xiao has ever had any doubts about the sudden disappearance of his talent." Ye Zheng looked at Xiao Yan with a serious face.

"What, Brother Ye, you mean." Listening to Ye Zheng's words, Xiao Yan had a bold guess in his mind.

Ye Zheng glanced at Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yan immediately understood and brought Ye Zheng to the back mountain.

"Brother Ye, what is the reason why my talent disappeared? As long as I can recover it, I am willing to pay any price." Xiao Yan looked at Ye Zheng excitedly and said.

"It is extremely simple to recover your talent, but it is a bit difficult to recover your strength. It is not a big deal, but for you, it is not ordinary. I only have one request." Ye Zheng glanced at Xiao Yan.

"What's your request? Tell me quickly." Xiao Yan forced himself to suppress his excitement.

"It's actually simple. When you get the strange fire in the future, you must give me a part of each kind. You have to think about this carefully. Even without me, your talent will return after a while." Ye Zheng shook his head and said.

"this."

Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment before he said firmly, "I agree. In such a short period of time, I don't know how many unexpected events will happen. This kind of uncertainty is not what I want."

Ye Zheng nodded upon hearing this and said, "Brother Xiao, the ring on your hand is the biggest problem. All the fighting spirit you cultivated has been sucked away by it. It is the culprit."

"What? How could this be? This is what my mother left to me. How is this possible?" Xiao Yan was a little bit unbelievable.

"There's nothing wrong with the ring, but the thing inside the ring is a big problem." Ye Zheng smiled faintly and pointed to the ring worn by Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan looked at the ring on his hand with some hesitation, but finally took it off resolutely and threw it into the distance.

"Little kid, why do you have to be like this? And this guy is really not very kind."

Just when Xiao Yan was still feeling a little lost, a dark and ancient ring was suspended in front of Ye Zheng and Xiao Yan. Above the ring, a transparent old figure was floating.

"Haha, old man, you are the one who is not kind. It's not a good idea to eat other people's three years of offerings for nothing." Ye Zheng smiled and didn't care what the old man said.

“That’s true, but this kid has gained a lot. If he hadn’t had these three years of training, he wouldn’t have such a smart mind.” The old man looked at Xiao Yan.

"Xiao Yan, what do you think?" Ye Zheng turned his head and looked at Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan suppressed his anger and said, "Old fellow, since you are hiding in the ring, you should also know how much ridicule I have received because of your absorption of my fighting spirit. You definitely can't just let it go like this."

"How about this, Xiao Yan, you keep it with you and let it teach you how to practice. This way you won't lose out." Ye Zheng thought for a while and said to Xiao Yan.

"Is he okay?" Xiao Yan was a little confused. How could he be his master when he was already so miserable?

"Don't underestimate him. He is also an alchemist who can help you avoid some detours on your path of cultivation." Ye Zheng took a look at Yao Chen, who was left with only a remnant soul.

"In that case, I have a foundation-building pill here. I believe that after you take it, you will be able to rush back to the realm of a fighter instantly." Ye Zheng handed Xiao Yan a foundation-building pill that he had exchanged from Han Li.

After Xiao Yan took the Foundation Establishment Pill, he immediately sat cross-legged excitedly and swallowed the Pill immediately. The fighting spirit in his body was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, getting stronger with every minute and every second, and the aura on his body was undergoing qualitative changes again and again.

The fighting spirit has four parts.

Fighting spirit, five stages.

Fighting spirit, six stages.

The fighting spirit has seven parts.

The fighting spirit has eight parts.

The fighting spirit, ninth level.

Xiao Yan's aura kept changing. Most of the medicinal power in the Foundation Establishment Pill was wasted, and only one tenth of the medicinal power could be absorbed.

Ye Zheng observed Xiao Yan. He could not imagine that he would swallow the Foundation Establishment Pill directly. Fortunately, there was no danger.

The aura emanating from Xiao Yan varied in brightness, like waves hitting the rocks on the shore, hitting the bottleneck of the fighter again and again. The fighting spirit in his body gathered on his face to form an illusory lion head.

"boom."

With a muffled sound, the Dou Qi in Xiao Yan's body underwent a qualitative change, and all of it condensed into Dou Qi.

Fighter one star.

Fighter two stars.

The fighting spirit in his body continued to surge violently.

Fighter five stars.

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Fighter six stars.

Fighter Seven Stars.

Fighter eight stars.

Fighter Nine Stars.

Xiao Yan's aura suddenly stopped and stabilized at the ninth star of the fighter. After exhaling a breath of exhaust air, Xiao Yan opened his eyes, feeling the surging fighting spirit in his body, and his heart was immediately filled with joy.

Ye Zheng glanced at Xiao Yan, shook his head, and said, "What a pity! If you had taken the Foundation Establishment Pill a little later and switched to a better cultivation method, you would have easily broken through to the Fighting Master realm. Now I'm afraid that 99% of the medicinal power has been wasted."

"What a pity." Xiao Yan felt heartbroken immediately after hearing this.

After solving Xiao Yan's problem, Ye Zheng turned his attention to Yao Chen.

"Do you want revenge?"

This light sentence sounded like a thunderclap to Yao Chen's ears.

"What you said is true." Yao Chen's voice trembled a little.

"Why should I lie to you?" Ye Zheng looked at Yao Chen with a smile.

"Yeah, there's no need for you to lie to me. I'm already like this, why is there any need to lie to me? What do you want?" Yao Chen's voice trembled a little.

"The cold spirit bone fire, plus the burning technique, in exchange for Han Feng's life, how about it, it's worth it." Ye Zheng glanced at Yao Lao and spoke.

"Okay, I agree." Yao Chen's expression changed for a while, but he finally compromised.

Soon, a black scroll was suspended above Yao Chen's left hand, and a cluster of white flames was suspended above his right hand.

Ye Zheng first reached out to grab the black scroll, and the black axis turned into a torrent of information, pouring directly into his sea of ​​consciousness and condensing into a scripture.

After he mobilized his mind and soul to read for a while and memorized it completely, the scripture disappeared.

Ye Zheng directly sacrificed the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron, and directly received the cold spirit bone fire inside the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron, floating it above the huge bronze gate, emitting bursts of dim white light.