Chapter 560: Fantasy Heart Aya, Xuanbing Aya

  Chapter 560 Fantasy Heart Ling, Xuan Bing Ling

  Gu Wenhua's voice fell, and the two jade boxes opened, and the two heavens, one red and one white, were also reflected in the sight of Ye Feiran and Jiang Yinghan.

  "The red is the fantasy heart silk, and the white is the mysterious ice silk. However, the two heavenly silks are of different levels. The fantasy heart silk is a saint-level spiritual tool, and the Xuanbing silk is a fairy-level spiritual tool." Gu Wenhua continued.

   Hearing that, Ye Feiran and Jiang Yinghan looked at each other, their eyes were amazed.

  Holy Spirit Tool!

   Fairy-level spirit weapon!

  There are already very few holy weapons, and there are even fairy-level ones. Master is too handy!

  Mingming yesterday they were still coveting the holy artifacts on the display wall of the Treasure Pavilion.

  Gosh, everything came too suddenly, but it was also very happy!

  Gu Wenhua stroked his beard, his sharp eyes kept paying attention to the changes in the expressions of Ye Feiran and Jiang Yinghan. He also wanted to know how these two newly-acquired direct disciples would choose?

  Holy-level spiritual tools and fairy-level spiritual tools, there is a level difference, the difference is very big.

  Jiang Yinghan glanced at Ye Feiran, reached out his hand to pick up the fantasy heart Ling, and smiled, "Little Ye Zi, I like red, so I choose Huan Xin Ling."

   Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly, "Your reason is a bit far-fetched, give it to me, I..."

Before Ye Feiran finished speaking, Jiang Yinghan interrupted her immediately.

  "My first choice for fantasy, you don’t want to grab it."

  Jiang Yinghan grasped Huaxin Ling tightly and looked at Ye Feiran with a vigilant look to prevent her from snatching.

Ye Feiran's eyes flashed helplessly, and he coughed softly, "Ahem...Yinghan, listen to me, I have two masters. Not only must I practice with Master Gu, but also Master Qin is practicing, so I think you are more suitable for Xuan Bingling."

  Ye Feiran's implication is that she wants to do a few things with one heart, and she doesn't need a fairy-level spiritual tool, just a holy-level spiritual tool.

   "No, I think Xuanbing Ling suits you best. Xiao Ye Zi, don't you feel a chill? You are of ice attribute, Xuan Bing Ling is more suitable for you.

  Okay, don't tell me this or that. The fairy-level spirit weapon is very attractive, but it must be suitable for me. Fantasy Heart Ling is very suitable for me. "

   After finishing speaking, Jiang Yinghan also stuffed Xuanbing Ling into Ye Feiran's arms.

Ye Feiran looked down at Xuan Bing Ling in his arms and sighed softly. She naturally knew that Xuan Bing Ling matches her own ice attributes, but it was a fairy-level spiritual weapon, and Jiang Yinghan was not much like her. For career development, Xuan Bing Ling is more suitable for her.

  Jiang Yinghan saw that Ye Feiran still didn’t want to accept it, his eyes rolled, and he hurriedly said respectfully, "Master, disciple choose Huaxin Ling, thank you Master!"

   After finishing speaking, Jiang Yinghan drew blood decisively and quickly to recognize the lord, and then glanced at Ye Feiran with a bewilderment, looking like what else can you do if I recognize the lord.

   Ye Feiran: "..."

  Faced with holy and fairy-level spiritual tools, even blind people will choose fairy-level spiritual tools, which has nothing to do with suitability.

  She also understands what Jiang Yinghan is thinking. One is because she is an ice attribute, and the other is that she wants to be nice to her and that she has paid too much to the team.

   Ye Feiran looked at Jiang Yinghan's smiling pretty face, and a warm current flowed through his heart.

   "Since Ying Han is so generous, then I'm not welcome, Xuan Bingling is mine. Don't cry secretly while you sleep at night, I won't comfort you."

  Jiang Yinghan couldn't laugh or cry, "Who would cry?"

   Ye Feiran smiled, no longer pretending to be affectionate, and directly shed blood to recognize the Lord.

   "Thank you, Master Gu!"

  Hearing the name Gu Shizun, the corner of Gu Wenhua's mouth twitched slightly. How could this sound so awkward.

   But, that’s all, there are so many masters in this disciple, it seems that they can only call that way.

  Actually, there is another characteristic of Huanxin Ling and Xuan Bing Ling, but Gu Wenhua does not intend to tell them that it will be more pleasant for them to discover for themselves.

   "Okay, I have to approve the ceremony, and the spiritual weapons are also collected. Let's go to the martial arts field, Yinghan exercises the drunken soul dance once, and Yan'er exercises the drunk...boxing once."

"Yes!"

  So, the three masters and apprentices immediately went to the training ground.

  Jiang Yinghan practiced Drunken Soul Dance, and Ye Feiran practiced Drunken Boxing.

  Looking at Ye Feiran's Drunken Fist, Gu Wenhua was excited, as if he saw an upgraded version of Drunken Soul Fist.

  Yes, he has silently memorized the drunken fist of Ye Feiran's exercise, intending to combine it with the drunken soul fist.

"Well, the teacher will arrange the things for you to practice, when you start to practice, the teacher will notify you when the time comes, but starting from today, in the academy, you must soak one hour of spiritual wine every day. Take a bath and drink spirit wine while soaking."

   Hearing, Jiang Yinghan's eyes are bright, this is to drink spirit wine every day, happiness comes too suddenly!

  Ye Feiran is naturally very happy. Although she is not addicted to wine, she has spiritual wine to drink every day. She has no reason to refuse.

  What’s more, there must be some mystery in Gu Master letting them soak in the spirit wine bath and drink spirit wine every day.

  Gu Wenhua originally planned to let Ye Feiran and Jiang Yinghan leave, and planned to study drunken fist and drunken soul dance, but thinking of someone who suddenly visited last night, he had to suppress the excitement in his heart.

   "Ahem... Ying Han stayed, Ran'er went to Qingfeng Palace, someone would look for you."

   Ye Feiran raised her eyebrows slightly, already guessing who was looking for her.

   "Yes, Master, that Ran'er has retired."

  Jiang Yinghan looked at Ye Feiran's back, without thinking too much, waiting for Gu Wenhua's following.

  Gu Wenhua asked Jiang Yinghan to practice the Drunken Soul Dance again, during which he personally pointed her out and pointed out her shortcomings.

  On the other side, Ye Feiran walked into the Qingfeng Temple and saw the black figure. Thinking of what happened last night, his expression was unnatural for a moment, but he quickly recovered.

  At this moment, Ye Feiran silently gave herself thirty-two likes. Fortunately, her acting skills were good.

   "Ahem..."

   Ye Mu Lin turned and looked at Ye Feiran. Before he could speak, Ye Feiran had already spoken first.

   "Ye Mu Lin, do you have any news from my grandpa?"

   Ye Mu Lin raised her eyebrows slightly. Is this planning to reveal what happened last night?

impossible.

  "You answer one of my questions first, and I will tell you the news of Grandpa."

   Ye Mu Lin paused specially, the meaning was very obvious.

Ye Feiran's mouth twitched slightly, went to the table and sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Grandpa's news? I don't care about your grandpa's news, I only care. News from my grandpa."

   "Your grandfather is my grandfather, am I wrong?" Ye Mulin asked rhetorically.

   Ye Feiran: "..."

  The man's cheek is too thick, and he recognizes relatives indiscriminately!

   "Are you planning to be my brother? Actually, I don't mind you being my brother."

   Ye Mu Lin: "..."

   Ye Mu Lin suddenly approached Ye Feiran, with a very serious expression, "I don't plan to be your brother, I plan to be your...husband."

   Hearing, Ye Feiran's heartbeat speeded up, but the surface was still calm.

  This is a confession?

   "Ahem... Did Grandpa ask you to call Grandpa?"

   Hearing this, Ye Mulin raised the corners of her mouth, her handsome face bloomed with a fascinating smile, her lips lightened, "Grandpa will soon let me call me grandpa."

   "Really? Then I will wait and see."

  Ye Feiran pretends to be calm, but in fact he feels joy in his heart. Puppy love is puppies love!

  However, she still hopes that grandpa can persevere a little bit and don't sell her all at once.

  (End of this chapter)