"Continue to refine and strive to save enough silver as soon as possible to repay the debt." Yu Ming put the blood-replenishing pill into a jade bottle, picked up the purple shirt leaves and stalagmites powder again, and threw them into the jade tripod.

At a blink of an eye, the sun was rising, and the sun shone through the window lattice and into the room. Yu Ming's face looked grim, and sweat beads on his forehead rolled down.

A quarter of an hour later, another sound of the puff was heard, and the blood energy dispersed, and a blood-replenishing pill was quietly lying in the jade tripod.

"Haha, I succeeded again!" Looking at the blood-replenishing pill in the jade tripod, Yu Ming couldn't help but feel extremely happy.

Normally, Yu Ming's success rate is only one-tenth. Today, two were successfully refined in succession!

"Could it be that I have upgraded my bloodline to the third level of the mortal level, and my qualifications for alchemy have soared rapidly?" Yu Ming said in his heart.

All afternoon, Yu Ming refined the blood-replenishing pill in the room. After consuming all the medicinal materials, he lay on the ground and gasped for breath.

This alchemy was extremely stunning to consume the spirit. Yu Ming refined the pill for a long time and was extremely tired.

However, the results were very gratifying - with Yu Ming's efforts, seven blood-replenishing pills have been successfully refined!

Moreover, the success rate is unprecedented 40%!

"My success rate has actually reached 40%. If I was in full swing, the success rate could be improved." Yu Ming laughed loudly, "It seems that it is not impossible to repay Mo Ziqiao's bone-tempering pill within two months."

Yu Ming smiled slightly and held the jade tripod into his palm. With a thought, the jade tripod turned into a beam of black light and poured into Yu Ming's mind.

"Um?"

The next moment, Yu Ming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "This jade tripod and my flesh and blood seem to be more in line with each other?"

As a descendant of the Yu family, Yu Ming knew very well what this phenomenon meant - using essence and blood to water the jade tripod and using the body to nourish the jade tripod are the only way to promote the transformation of the jade tripod. Now Yu Ming's bloodline has improved, but the nourishment of the jade tripod is better.

"I hope I can find a stronger bloodline as soon as possible. In this way, I can nurture the soul of the cauldron and transform the natal jade cauldron more quickly."

Yu Ming thought to himself.

Nowadays, Yu Ming's bloodline is the third level of the ordinary level, and it is not enough to give birth to the soul of the cauldron. If he can obtain the fourth level of the ordinary level of the ordinary level, he must have a great chance to give birth to the soul of the natal cauldron. At that time, the jade cauldron will be completely integrated into the flesh and blood, and combine it with Yu Ming to be promoted together.

Unfortunately, a strange beast with the fourth-level bloodline of the mortal level is not something Yu Ming can deal with. It is impossible to obtain the blood of the beast.

"Take a blood-replenishing pill first."

With a bent finger, he threw a blood-replenishing pill into his mouth, and immediately the mouth and tongue produced fluid, and a warm current penetrated straight into the internal organs.

"I have just entered the realm of inner strength, but I am only at the beginning of inner strength. However, I have merged with the blood of the fire-patterned tiger, and the absorption ability of the internal organs has soared. The effect of taking pills is even more significant. I believe that it will be extremely quick to practice."

Yu Ming smiled confidently.

The martial arts realm is divided into ten major realms, and among the ten major realms, it is divided into three small realms - the initial level, the intermediate level, and the peak.

Now Yu Ming has just broken through and entered the second level of martial arts realm, but he is just the first level of internal strength.

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...

In a luxurious mansion inside Qiyun Castle, there were a series of scoldings spreading three streets away.

"Waste is a bunch of waste."

"I waited from noon until sunset, not only did I not be able to wait for my beloved Moon Girl, but I also wanted to rectify my bones and heal you two wastes. It's really angering me!"

In the courtyard, a young man with a handsome tree and a sword-eyed star-like appearance was cursing. If a girl passing by saw him, she would definitely recognize him at a glance, and she would be the eldest brother Mo Ziqiao.

As the eldest disciple under the leader, Mo Ziqiao is outstanding in terms of status and martial arts cultivation. Looking at the younger generation of the Mo Family Castle, no one can surpass him. Naturally, there are many girls who secretly fall in love with him.

But Mo Ziqiao had a very high vision, and the only thing he could admire was Hongfu.

This Hongfu is pure and beautiful, pretty, and has the bloodline of the moon clan. Although he has not yet awakened the "natal moonlight", he can easily tame the ferocious beasts and is the coveted virtuous helper.

In order to get Hongfu, Mo Ziqiao tried his best to set up traps and lure Yu Ming into it. He was waiting to grab Hongfu's handle and force him to agree to it.

Who would have thought that all of this was defeated by Yang Hongwei and Qin Yuntao.

"Two wastes actually lost the bet in my name! Let a mediocre person ride on my head and shit and pee..."

"If I acted in advance within two months and forced Hongfu to surrender, Yu Ming would probably spread rumors immediately, leaving me covered all my face!" Mo Ziqiao was so angry that he slapped smoke and immediately slapped one by one.

"Brother, calm down."

Suddenly, a young man who was full of evil spirits exhaled and heard it was Mo Ziqiao's younger brother Mo Zizhao.

"Stop the anger?"

"My carefully planned trap has failed. How can I calm down my anger?" Mo Ziqiao gritted his teeth and said several more slaps.

Mo Zizhao sighed secretly.

Speaking of which, Hongfu, as a descendant of the Yue clan, has a relatively transcendent position in the Qiyun Castle. Looking at the entire Qiyun Castle, there is only Hongfu. At the level of the second level of the Martial Realm, he was admitted to the inner sect. The monthly rate is generous. I am afraid that in two months, Hongfu might have enough silver to repay the bone tempering pill.

At that time, Mo Ziqiao will lose his bamboo basket.

"Brother, I have a way."

Suddenly, Mo Zizhao's eyes shone and a evil smiled.

"Huh?" Mo Ziqiao, Qin Yuntao, and Yang Hongwei looked over.

"Although Hongfu is an inner disciple and has a rich monthly experience, he suffers from the 'dead tree disease' and has been unable to make ends meet all year round. As long as we wait for an opportunity to blackmail, she may be desperate. At that time, with our status and force, it will be difficult for Hongfu to submit."

Mo Zizhao said slowly.

Mo Ziqiao's eyes lit up immediately.

As the eldest brother, Mo Ziqiao was unable to act recklessly due to the iron rules of the Qing Dynasty. However, designing blackmail Hongfu and using power to force each other is a clever plan.

"good."

Mo Ziqiao smiled loudly and said, "The Hongfu is looking after the 'Ching Blood BMW'. I will send someone to blackmail her another day, not afraid that she will not fall into the trap."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Ziqiao and Mo Zizhao looked at each other and laughed.

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As the sun rises, the martial arts training ground is crowded with people.

Some young men who were still young were in a uniform manner, and they made a punch while taking a lunge, making a howling sound.

In front of the crowd, Yu Ming stood in a bow step and punched his fist hard. Every punch was full of vigor.

As a candidate disciple at the first level of the Martial Realm, every young man must undergo strict early training, and no one can be lazy. However, among these group of young men at the first level of the Martial Realm, only Yu Ming is already fourteen and a half years old. The remaining young men are only twelve or twelve years old.

If you fail to enter the second level of the martial arts realm before the age of fifteen, you will be deprived of your qualifications to practice martial arts and become a periphery.

Although Yu Ming has entered the state of inner strength, he has not yet officially accepted the verification of the Deacon Hall, so he still has to participate in early practice.

Drink, ha!

In front of the crowd, Yu Ming exhaled and opened his voice, and every punch was full of concentration.

"Look, isn't that our great brother to the brick?"

"Haha, it's really the one who was knocked out by a brick!"

"Tsk tsk, it seems that the brick has not yet been able to wake him up, and he actually came to practice in a hurry early in the morning. I think it's better to give up practicing martial arts as soon as possible and follow the old manager to feed the horses."

Some teenagers of fifteen or sixteen years old, stalking with their hands on their chests, and when they passed by, they made fun of each other loudly.

On weekdays, it is very hard for the teenagers to practice martial arts, so it is naturally better to use Yu Ming to find fun. Speaking of which, due to the intimate relationship between Hong Fu and Yu Ming, many teenagers are very disliked by Yu Ming.

"Peng", "Peng", "Peng"...

Yu Ming gritted his teeth and punched, and had long been accustomed to the teasing of everyone. At present, he did not care at all.

"waste."

The leading boy glanced at Yu Ming contemptuously and sneered: "Brother Banzhuan, open your eyes wide and see what a man's fist is." As he said that, he blew his bang and smashed the amethyst pillar in front of him with all his strength.

With a clang, three amethyst beads in the amethyst column shone brightly and shone brightly.

"Okay, Brother Kun."

"Brother Kun's punch is full of three stones. It won't take long to enter the third level of the martial arts realm." The young men on the side cheered.

Yu Ming did not look squinted, and after striking three hundred lunges, he slowly exhaled and got up.

"Hey, Brother Banzhuan. You must have been frightened to death when you see such an amazing performance?" Wang Kun, a young man who punched, burst into laughter rudely at Yu Hao.

Suddenly, many people in the martial arts training ground looked at Yu Ming.

Yu Ming had no expression on his face and walked straight towards the amethyst column.

"Isn't it just an amethyst pillar? I want to see how much punch I have with my full force." Yu Ming raised the corner of his mouth and walked straight towards the amethyst pillar with big strides.

In an instant, the audience was in an uproar.

All the boys looked at Yu Ming with a smile, looking forward to Brother Banzhuan's making a fool of himself again.

"Tiger Roaring Fist."

Who would have thought that Yu Ming strode forward and punched it out directly. With a sound of amethyst pillar, the four amethyst beads inside flashed.

"What? The power of the four stones?"

"How is this possible? Brother Ban Brick is just a waste at the first level of martial arts realm. Why can he exert such amazing punches?"

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that this was true, it was really horrible!"

Everyone looked at Yu Ming with a hint of astonishment.

Yu Ming narrowed his eyes, shrugged at Wang Kun, and shouted loudly: "Listen, don't give me a nickname next time, otherwise I will beat you into a pig's head." Yu Ming glanced at Wang Kun sideways. After absorbing the power of a blood-replenishing pill, Yu Ming's strength became more and more powerful.

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Chapter completed!