Who?

    Ye Feng was shocked and looked around the space, but he didn''t see any figure.

    The sound seemed to come from the space itself, but the next moment, when Ye Feng looked around, a soft light as big as a football appeared in front of him.

    "Who else will be here? Of course it''s Yuanling. Hey, boy, what are you looking at? It''s you. I''ve been waiting for you for a long time..." the mysterious voice said impatiently.

    Is this ball of light talking?

    "Yuanling? Who is Yuanling?" forced to suppress his doubts, and Ye Feng asked cautiously as he looked at him.

    "Who do you care who I am?" the flash of light replied angrily. "My task is to cooperate with every martial artist who enters here to become stronger... Zhente code is becoming more and more unpromising. I have some talents in the past. How can I pick you who doesn''t have a martial vein this time?"

    It seems that you can see through the emptiness at a glance, and the light ball instantly penetrated the emptiness and reality of Ye Feng.

    "Who picked it?" some embarrassed Ye Feng asked suspiciously.

    The light ball flying around Ye Feng didn''t pay attention to his questions, but said to himself very anthropomorphically: "forget it, anyway, the initial ten and eleven are the same as zero martial veins. There''s no need to report too much hope. The task can only be described as" too abnormal ". It''s special. It''s bad luck. It seems that you have to sleep for thousands of years just after you open your eyes..."

    Ye Feng wanted to state that "too abnormal" was three words, but he opened his mouth and held it back.

    The light ball began to flash again. After a while, it was floating in the air in front of Ye Feng, staring at his eyes and making a voice: "boy, it shows that you are lucky to see Yuanling me. For the first time, I suffered a loss and gave it away for free to open up a martial vein for you..."

    "What, what?"

    "Open up the martial vein?"

    Ye Feng almost bit off his tongue.

    But he soon calmed down, restrained his excitement and asked, "can''t Wu pulse only awaken? How can it be opened up?"

    "Others can''t, doesn''t mean I can''t." Yuan Ling said carelessly.

    "Well, one is useless. Can you help me open up more?"

    "You think it''s beautiful. Lao Tzu''s free benefits are available and only once, one at a time." Yuan Ling suddenly gave a bright and shining, honest and impolite answer.

    In the Yuan Wu continent, the Wu vein rank is divided into twelve grades, arranged according to the four grades of "heaven and earth xuanhuang".

    Have a martial vein, that is, the lower level talent of the Yellow level, two middle level talents of the Yellow level, and so on.

    The number of martial veins determines the level that martial artists can reach in the future. With each additional martial vein, the cultivation speed and the total amount of real Qi accumulated in the body will be greatly improved. Generally, the three martial veins, that is, the top martial artists of the Yellow level, can cultivate to the sixth and seventh level of the warrior realm in their life.

    Most martial artists are in this echelon and are unknown as a "foil".

    More than four xuanjie martial veins have the hope of breaking through and entering the innate martial arts teacher.

    As for the more powerful earth order and heaven order, there is no one in ten thousand. Such a person is called a genius and can be respected by the world wherever he goes.

    Of course, this is a little far from Ye Feng. He failed to awaken a martial vein before. If the grumpy Guangqiu Yuanling can only open up a martial vein for him, it is the most inferior huangjie first-class talent, which is only a little better than waste materials.

    It''s better than waste wood. It''s still a waste wood. What''s worth looking forward to?

    Ye Feng''s agitated mind withered again in an instant.

    "Special size, but also unwilling? Do you know what martial vein I want to open up for you?"

    Yuan Ling scolded and shouted, "the pulse will last forever. Most people don''t tell him. If you don''t hang up, I''ll sleep for thousands of years. Who''s happy to care about your life and death."

    Ye Feng was a little speechless.

    "Eternal pulse?" sounds like a cow.

    Without waiting for him to respond, the light ball flew up in front of him and suddenly crashed into Ye Feng''s Dantian position.

    The leaf maple who lowered his head immediately saw that there was a golden seed at the location of Dantian.

    "How can you see through your body?" just when he was still stunned, the golden seed began to take root and sprout rapidly, and the blood gas in his body was summoned, which soon cracked the top of the seed and squeezed out a small bud.

    The buds become thicker and stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye. After absorbing a certain amount of blood gas, they reach a length of several inches.

    After several breaths, the growth of the seed became stagnant. The tender bud ran through the elixir field and was implanted into the meridians along the blood flow. The whole golden seed was like a small heart, breathing with the breath of leaf maple.

    Everything seems to be natural, as if it originally existed in maple leaf.

    "Well, the martial arts pulse has been completed and the work is over. You can roll away for me. Remember to bring energy, bring energy, bring energy, and say important things three times next time you come in. As long as there is energy, you can turn the world upside down. Every time you eat free food to take advantage of me, it won''t work." I don''t know when the light mass floats on the head of Ye Feng again.

    But compared with just now, its flashing light is slightly darker. And with the last sentence, the light suddenly burst, turned into thousands of stars and scattered away.

    This mysterious space also began to rotate like a Trojan horse.

    "Hey, Yuanling, you haven''t told me what energy means? Also, how can I come in next time?"

    Before he could finish his words, the white jade like round platform space had completely disappeared. As soon as he opened his eyes, Ye Feng found himself still sitting at the head of the bed.

    Touched his arm, nothing changed, and looked down at his stomach.

    Of course not now.

    "Just now, did you just have a dream?" Ye Feng looked confused.

    Just as he had just flashed the idea, his body suddenly trembled, and a wisp of warm air in his body was growing. A strong sense of strength that had never been before poured into his body. That kind of strength made Ye Feng rise the impulse to shake his arms and shout.

    "This is..."

    Ye Feng was stunned. Although he was not sure what the warm air flow was, subconsciously, the word "inner strength" floated on Ye Feng''s mind uncontrollably.