"It took some time." Ye Xuan said with a faint smile.

But Wan Qing widened his eyes and stuttered: "Mr. Ye, do you know the master of Zhao?"

"Who is this?" Zhao Xingwu turned his head and looked at him, feeling that Wan Qing looked familiar.

"The disciple arranged by Qingyang, Wan Qing." Ye Xuan introduced.

"It turns out that it is Wan Qing, who is worthy of being the master of Master Qingyang, and is a talented person!" Zhao Xingwu smiled when he heard this.

But Wan Qing himself understood that Zhao Xingwu would do this, not because of his master.

Because he had met Zhao Xingwu in Dan Pavilion, Zhao Xingwu was never so polite in front of his master.

It’s like this now, obviously because... Ye Xuan!

"Wan Qing pays homage to the head of his hometown." Wan Qing hurriedly replied.

"Since you are following Xiaoyou Ye, you don't have to be polite." Zhao Xingwu said with a smile.

This made Wan Qing even more elated and couldn't help but complain: "What is his master's face, he is far less than Mr. Ye!"

"My friend Ye, this detoxification pill?"

Zhao Xingwu kept staring at Ye Xuan, making the latter smile, throw the elixir jade bottle over and say, "Swallow and refine, and you can have a good sleep tonight."

When Zhao Xingwu saw Ye Xuan throwing the jade bottle over so casually, he was so scared that he jumped in his heart. He took the jade bottle like lightning.

"This is a life-saving pill, Xiaoyou Ye is really..."

Zhao Xingwu was still scared, and then smiled and said, "Yiyue has been waiting for you for a long time, so I won't bother you."

As he said that, Zhao Xingwu laughed and left.

Zhao Xingwu's words were very ambiguous, which made Wan Qing's eyelids twitch and stared at Ye Xuan strangely.

"What do you see?"

Ye Xuan's eyes were cold, and Zhao An felt a stern heart and his head shrank: "Zhao Yiyue is a famous beauty in Shuntian City. Mr. Ye, are you and her?"

"Don't guess."

Ye Xuan ignored Wan Qing anymore. After entering Zhao's mansion, he walked towards Zhao Yiyue's residence familiarly.

Wherever he passed, all the servants of the Zhao family who saw Ye Xuan bowed and respected him very much.

"I still don't admit it. Isn't this the treatment of the Zhao family's aunt?" Wan Qing curled his lips and followed.

"Young Master Ye!"

Before he had just arrived at the courtyard where Zhao Yiyue lived, Zhao Yiyue had already walked out after hearing the sound, her clear eyes flashing with surprise.

Zhao Yiyue was wearing a blue shirt, with three thousand black hair tied behind her back with a hairband, bright eyes and white teeth, and a beautiful face emitting a misty light.

Those plain hands were slender and slender, with skin as creamy as it was carrying a sword.

"Young Master Ye, you are finally here." Zhao Yiyue was very happy.

"Um."

Ye Xuan just nodded, then took the sword from Zhao Yiyue and said, "Let's start."

Seeing this, Wan Qing couldn't help but be anxious for Ye Xuan: "What kind of sword should I teach such a beautiful woman?"

"good."

Zhao Yiyue's smile froze slightly. She dressed up specifically today, but obviously did not attract Ye Xuan's attention.

For a moment, Zhao Yiyue felt a little wronged.

She is the daughter of the Zhao family and her face is unparalleled. In this huge Shuntian City, there are very few who can match it.

But even so, Ye Xuan cannot be moved.

"Come here, take this young master to the Zhao Mansion." Zhao Yiyue waved and called a maid.

Wan Qing nodded, tactfully did not disturb him, and followed the maid to visit the Zhao Mansion.

Zhao Yiyue lives in a large courtyard, with a pond.

"If you want to understand the extremely fast sword intent of Feng, you must first feel the existence of Feng."

Ye Xuan jumped and stood on the water of the pond with his exquisite Yuan power control, holding a sword.

Zhao Yiyue was concentrating at this moment, looking at Ye Xuan holding a long sword in his hand, closing his eyes to sense.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Yiyue couldn't understand, but soon her face gradually became serious.

Because he saw Ye Xuan's body moving with the breeze in the courtyard, and the long sword in his hand seemed to turn into his arm.

For a moment, the sword and the man seemed to have merged into the world.

"This is... the unity of man and nature!"

Zhao Yiyue closed her eyes, but found that she could not sense Ye Xuan's existence at all, and her face changed immediately.

The realm of unity between man and nature is mysterious and mysterious, and it is difficult for countless innate realms to understand.

However, Ye Xuan stood like this for a moment and entered that wonderful state!

This shocked Zhao Yiyue. Although she knew that Ye Xuan's sword art was very high, she did not expect that it would be so high!

"Did you understand?" When Zhao Yiyue was lost, Ye Xuan opened his eyes and asked.

"No."

Zhao Yiyue's face turned red, thinking that she was too stupid, but she still told the truth.

Ye Xuan frowned without any trace, and did not say anything more, but just threw the sword to Zhao Yiyue: "When you can hear the wind yin, I will teach you again."

"Feng Yin?" Zhao Yiyue took the long sword, a little confused.

"The sound of the wind, everything has a spirit. When you can communicate with the wind, everything will come naturally."

Ye Xuan didn't say much, walked to the side and sat cross-legged, and began to realize the technique of swallowing the sky.

Zhao Yiyue was a little puzzled, but Ye Xuan obviously would not explain in detail for her. Therefore, she could only imitate Ye Xuan's appearance, stand on the water surface, and hold the sword to understand.

During practice, time passes quickly.

The sun sets in the west and the whole sky is dark.

Ye Xuan finished his practice and still did not fully understand the Heaven-Swallowing Technique, but it also had some results.

It's only a matter of time to understand it thoroughly.

"It's OK."

Ye Xuan looked at Zhao Yiyue who was still standing on the water surface of the pond and feeling the wind roar, and couldn't help but nod.

Although Zhao Yiyue's understanding is average, she works very hard.

"I still didn't hear the wind yin." Zhao Yiyue frowned, feeling that she was really too useless.

"It's normal. If you can understand Feng Yin now, I don't need to teach you." Ye Xuan comforted.

"Forget it, I'll teach you again." Ye Xuan saw that Zhao Yiyue was so concerned, and was ready to teach with sincerity.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye!" A surprise flashed in Zhao Yiyue's eyes.

"You stand up."

Zhao Yiyue stood still when she heard this. Ye Xuan nodded when he saw this, then walked over and held her plain hand holding the sword with one hand.

The other hand was placed in Zhao Yiyue’s lower abdomen.

Looking from a distance, it was like Ye Xuan holding Zhao Yiyue.

Zhao Yiyue was obviously shocked by such intimate actions, but when she saw Ye Xuan's cold eyes, she immediately calmed down.

"Calm down and feel it carefully."

As he said that, Ye Xuan began to correct Zhao Yiyue's posture of holding the sword.

At the same time, his other hand burst into the light of Yuanli, guiding Zhao Yiyue's Yuanli to operate.

This is equivalent to giving full credit to you. At that time, many Zhongzhou geniuses asked Ye Xuan for advice, but they were not treated like this!

Zhao Yiyue only felt that Ye Xuan's palms were warm and it was difficult for him to calm down.

But with Ye Xuan's Yuanli guidance, she gradually felt that feeling, as if she had turned into a light breeze.

A moment later, Zhao Yiyue heard the slight sound of the wind, and even she seemed to hear the wind's emotions.

"Is this Feng Yin..." Zhao Yiyue was completely immersed in it and enjoyed it very much.

And her understanding of wind is also improving rapidly!

(End of this chapter)
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