At that moment, Ye Qiu suddenly woke up, with surprise, joy, excitement, contempt and doubt on his face.

Miss Xiuzhu kept looking at him, confused by his expression change.

Ye Qiu was very surprised at first, but then he fell into deep thought and showed doubts on his face. Could it be that his understanding was wrong?

Ye Qiu's understanding was not wrong, but although the tripod of Miss Xiuzhu Girl was complicated and mysterious, it had a certain difference with Ye Qiu's Burial Heaven Art and was not perfectly in line with it.

This was only after Ye Qiu suddenly realized it after the tripod pattern was successfully condensed, so his face showed contemplation, which made Miss Xiuzhu unable to guess.

The others have returned to normal at this moment, and can speak and move.

"Miss Xiuzhu, next..."

"It's still the same rule..."

Miss Xiuzhu turned around gracefully, ignored Ye Qiu, and disappeared soon.

The maid in green appeared at the entrance of the stairs and whispered: "Please go up the second floor by bidders."

Seven or eight inner disciples walked to the stairs and went upstairs one by one. The rest of them looked at the figures, and their eyes showed envy.

Ye Qiu woke up, looked at Zhang Hong who was approaching and asked, "This is..."

Zhang Hong said: "Everyone can watch and understand the previous tripod pattern. Whether there is any gain depends on their own understanding. The remaining wood grain and animal patterns are bid for sale. Those with higher prices can get it, and those who have obtained it can understand it separately."

Ye Qiu suddenly said, "So that's it, why don't you go up?"

Zhang Hong spread his hands and said, "I'm poor."

Ye Qiu looked at the people who were going upstairs and asked, "Then they..."

Zhang Hong said: "Most of the disciples of the Manwu Sect are from poor backgrounds and are slowly promoted by unremitting efforts. Only a few powerful disciples are involved. They have various resources, so it is easier for us to practice."

Ye Qiu naturally understood this principle, and no matter where he was, he had a distinction between high and low.

The maid in green opened the door, and those who were unwilling to bid left one after another.

Walking on the street, Ye Qiu was savoring everything that happened before. Although the tripod pattern could not perfectly match the skills he practiced, it also benefited a lot. He learned from other aspects and had a deep understanding of the fourth level of fire pattern fantasy dance of Zhenwu.

What Ye Qiu has to do now is to condense fire patterns suitable for him in his body based on the skills he has practiced, and thus enter the fourth level of Zhenwu.

Before this, Ye Qiu needed to figure out one thing, that is, why the tripod he condensed was seven-colored.

"What do you think? How much did you realize the tripod pattern just now?"

Zhang Hong interrupted Ye Qiu's contemplation and pulled him back to reality.

"What about you?"

Zhang Hong said: "I have only understood the beginning point. This tripod pattern is too complicated. If it is wood grain and animal grain, it may be simpler."

Ye Qiu asked: "What are wood grains and animal grains?"

Zhang Hongdao: "Wood grain generally refers to plants and trees, while animal patterns refer to birds and animals. If you want to enter the fourth level of Zhenwu, you must build fire patterns in your body. There are many types of patterns. If you build wood grain, you will have the power of plants and trees in your body. You can be a grass or a tree, which has endless power. If you build animal patterns, you may be a tiger, leopard, dragon and snake, which is extremely aggressive and can play an amplification effect in battle."

Ye Qiu said in surprise: "In this way, different fire patterns have different characteristics. Can monks choose at will?"

Zhang Hong shook his head and said, "It is unrealistic to choose at will. Everyone has different five elements and zodiac signs, different practices, and different types of fire patterns built."

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Do you plan to choose animal patterns or wood patterns in the future?"

Zhang Hong said: "When the disciples of the Manwu Sect entered the fourth level of Zhenwu, they were mostly beast patterns, while the disciples of the Manling Sect were mostly wood patterns."

The group returned to Manwu Gate, and Ye Qiu returned to his residence and began to consider why the tripod he had condensed was seven-colored.

This is actually not difficult to guess. It is consistent with Ye Qiu's soul bead attributes. He has multiple attributes and can practice any type of martial arts, which is incomparable to others.

However, this characteristic also has its disadvantages, and it is difficult to achieve great perfection in a certain realm.

Ye Qiu is now in the third level of Zhenwu. According to the previous promotion speed of the first level of Zhenwu and the second level of Zhenwu, after the thirty-six cycles of the true fire in his body, he should have entered the fourth level of Zhenwu, but the result is not.

Why is this happening?

The reason is that Ye Qiu has not reached the critical point that is suitable for him in the third level of Zhenwu, so he has not been able to enter the fourth level of Zhenwu.

Thinking of this, Ye Qiu turned over and began to practice the Burial Heaven Art. The color of the true fire in his body was constantly changing, from a single red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, to the emergence of a composite color, the mountains in the dantian gradually turned into five colors, seven colors, and finally reached nine colors.

"It's still a little bit short, why?"

Ye Qiu felt confused, but Meng Ling's voice came to mind.

"That's bad about time. As long as the time comes, it will naturally come naturally."

Ye Qiu has only been in the third level of Zhenwu for a few days. With his current situation, he can do it to force his breakthrough into the fourth level of Zhenwu, but Meng Ling doesn't want him to do that.

"You're right, I'm too anxious."

Ye Qiu put down his obsession and felt a sense of ease.

That night, Ye Qiu slept very sweetly. After waking up in the morning, he was full of energy and became much cheerful.

The morning's practice was similar to yesterday. During lunch, Ye Qiu and Zhang Hong sat together. After chatting for a few words, they came to the door.

"Ye Qiu, get out of here."

At the entrance of the canteen, a tall and burly inner disciple of fourteen or fifteen years old yelled at Ye Qiu, and followed several accomplices of similar age.

Ye Qiu was a little surprised and turned his head to look at the door, with a shock on his face.

He had seen all these people, just in Wenxin Pavilion last night.

Zhang Hong reminded: "Be careful, these people are here to find fault. The person who spoke is named Xu Mo, who is considered a powerful disciple and has a deep background in the Manwu Sect."

Ye Qiu said in confusion: "Why are they trying to find me?"

Zhang Hong said: "It should be for the sake of last night that you chose the most complicated tripod pattern, which made many people find nothing."

Wenxin Pavilion opens the door every ten days, and only has three chances a month. People who know the details are generally cherished.

Because of Ye Qiu's relationship last night, many people made a trip in vain, and everyone was naturally unhappy.

"Boy, have you heard it? Get out of here."

Xu Mo's voice was loud and everyone in the cafeteria heard it.

Ye Qiu frowned. He just came to the inner door and didn't want to be too high-profile, but whoever wanted to trouble him would have to come to him.

Ye Qiu had no choice but to get up and walk towards the door. Zhang Hong followed closely behind, while other inner disciples followed one after another, wanting to watch the fun.

On the martial arts training ground, Xu Mo cursed: "Boy, you made us go for nothing last night. How do you plan to compensate for this loss?"

Ye Qiu was upset, why should I compensate me?

"What do you want?"

Xu Mo said: "Apologize and compensate for the losses, otherwise you will be beaten up."

Ye Qiu asked with a cold face, "Why?"

Xu Mo cursed: "You are a stupid pig. Everyone knows the three choices of Wenxin Pavilion. The first one is the easiest and easiest to understand, but you insist on choosing the third one. Aren't you sincerely looking for a fight?"

Ye Qiu didn't know this in advance, but he was not willing to show weakness at this moment.

"I'm happy, are you in charge? If you have the ability, you will grab the first row next time and become the lucky one, you can choose E.E."

This is a provocation, and Ye Qiu is not afraid of Xu Mo.

"You're looking for death 1

Xu Mo is burly and has a hot temper. How could he withstand Ye Qiu's provocation?

Last night, I was in Wenxin Pavilion. Because I couldn’t move thickly, Xu Mo endured it.

Today, Xu Mo no longer needs to endure it. He wants to teach Ye Qiu a lesson so that he knows how stupid it is to provoke him.

With a quick step, Xu Mo rushed to Ye Qiu, swept across his right leg and kicked continuously, with his moves coherent, and the howling wind sounded like the terrifying blow.

Ye Qiu's face changed slightly. Although Xu Mo's attack was a surprise attack, his legs were sharp. If he had not practiced the electric light technique, his first move would be defeated by the opponent.

After flashing back, Ye Qiu reacted quickly and shouted, "You really want to move?"

Xu Mo smiled grimly and said, "If you don't teach you a little bit of a lesson, you don't know where you did it wrong."

There were thousands of disciples around, all of whom were the third level of Zhenwu and the fourth level of Zhenwu. They were about fifteen or sixteen years old. They were just when they liked lively and had a flauntful personality.

Xu Mo is a powerful disciple. He has someone to support him in the Barbarian Martial Sect and has always been arrogant. He was already famous for being a disciple of the inner sect.

Today he wants to teach Ye Qiu a lesson, so naturally no one dares to say anything. Many people even cheered and cheered for Xu Mo.

Zhang Hong didn't say anything, and the disciples of the 36th Group also watched silently. They had heard of Xu Mo's many deeds, but they also knew that Ye Qiu was sent by the Lord of the Palace Master of King Wu, so it's hard to say who is afraid of whom now.

Ye Qiu was a little angry. Before he was thirteen, he had been looked down upon and bullied because he had no soul beads. He felt too much depression in his heart.

Now that he is sixteen years old, he has regained his life. With the opportunity to chase and fight, how can he be willing to be bullied?

"Can you teach me a lesson? Be careful that you kneel at my feet and cry like a dog."

Ye Qiu retorted coldly, from Geng Hu, later Lian Ke, to Xu Mo, these people never took him seriously and called him around, and really thought he was easy to bully?

Xu Mo yelled in anger and said sternly: "Boy, I want you to regret it."

The legs kicked in succession, like a tyrannosaurus, Xu Mo's legs were extremely sharp and full of strength.

Ye Qiu was not willing to show his weakness, so he used his electric legs. Both sides fought quickly and quickly. The sound of bang bang bang bang bang was endless, and the diffusing air flow emitted a harsh sound wave.

After reeling, Ye Qiu's face was indifferent and he said sarcastically: "I thought you were so powerful, it turned out that it was just that."

After Xu Mo landed on the ground, he took several steps and showed anger and shame on his face. He never thought that Ye Qiu's combat power was so amazing that his cross-link legs could not do anything to him.
Chapter completed!