Chapter 46 Relentless Rejection

"Master Chen, you really have a way to cure the root cause." Ji Yanzheng, who had recovered, asked excitedly.

If he can recover from the injury, it will make the Jiang family feel scruples and dare not do anything to them easily.

"Although your old injury has deteriorated very seriously, I have a way to make you reborn. When your body changes, the old injury will naturally heal slowly."

"Reborn!" Ji Yanzheng stirred up a storm in his heart, and excited emotions appeared on his old face, and asked: "Master Chen really has a way to reshape me."

"Well, but before that, you need to give me the thousand-year-old blood ginseng king." Ye Chenfeng nodded and stated his conditions.

"No problem, I'll let Yunyou fetch it."

Seeing Ye Chenfeng's superb medical skills, Ji Yanzheng believed in him, and immediately called Ji Yunyou, who was guarding outside the door, in, and ordered him to fetch the thousand-year-old blood ginseng king for Ye Chenfeng.

"What a powerful force of qi and blood, worthy of being the king of thousand-year-old blood ginseng."

Ye Chenfeng took a jade box made of white jade from Ji Yunyou. When he opened the jade box, a palm-sized, blood-red body with lush roots and a human-shaped blood ginseng king appeared in his eyes. .

Looking at this well-preserved thousand-year-old blood ginseng king, Ye Chenfeng showed satisfaction.

"Patriarch Ji, I am very satisfied with this thousand-year-old blood ginseng king. In exchange, I will give you this jade note." Ye Chenfeng took out a green jade note from his arms and handed it to Ji Yanzheng. .

And this jade note, which he forcibly made with the help of the power of devouring the brain, records the first two cultivation methods of the Six Meridians.

"This is?" Ji Yanzheng, with curiosity, released his soul power and penetrated into it.

When he browsed through the contents recorded in the jade paper, a shock and excitement began to emerge on his old face, and finally the color of horror filled his face.

"This, is this a high-grade spirit-level soul formula or a top-grade spirit-grade soul formula?"

Ji Yanzheng was someone who knew the goods. He discovered that the soul formula recorded in the jade paper was far superior to the mid-grade spirit-level soul formula Hanshui formula he had cultivated.

At this time, he completely believed that as long as he practiced according to the content in the jade note, he would be reborn easily, and it would not be a dream to break through to the realm of the Earth Beast Commander.

"Patriarch Ji, the cultivation method recorded on this jade paper was taught to me by my master. I hope you don't spread it out. Otherwise, if the master is to blame, there may be trouble." Ye Chenfeng looked at Ji Yanzheng who was excited, and said solemnly.

"Master Chen, I will never forget your kindness to me. I swear that without your permission, I will never privately pass on this precious body-quenching soul art." Ji Yanzheng nodded and assuredly assured.

"By the way, Master Chen, is Master Ling a member of the sect?"

Based on this precious jade note, Ji Yanzheng guessed that Ye Chenfeng probably had a master from the sect, and he was eager to make friends.

And if he can make friends with his master through Ye Chenfeng, then the status of the Ji family will skyrocket, and in the future, there will be a chance to replace the Jiang family and become the first family in the Zijin Kingdom.

"About my master, please forgive me for keeping it a secret." Ye Chenfeng shook his head and said vaguely.

"Okay, Patriarch Ji, it's getting late. Let's start healing. After a while, I will use a silver needle to forcibly open up the main meridians in your body. The process may be a little painful, but the benefits are obvious."

Ye Chenfeng didn't waste too much time, let Ji Yan lie down, and began to use the Tianxuan needle to heal his wounds and forcibly open up his body's meridians.

Fortunately, when Ji Yanzheng was young, he laid a good foundation for cultivation, which saved Ye Chenfeng a lot of energy and time.

"Patriarch Ji, can you bear it?"

Seeing Ji Yanzheng, whose body was twitching in pain, the veins on his forehead collapsed, Ye Chenfeng asked.

"No problem, I can still hold on."

Ji Yanzheng squeezed a few words between his teeth, clenched his fists, and relied on his strong endurance to endure the inhuman pain.

About two hours later, when Ye Chenfeng's soul power was about to be exhausted and he was exhausted, he finally opened up several main meridians of Ji Yanzheng's body with difficulty.

"Huh, it finally succeeded." Ye Chenfeng breathed a sigh of relief, pulled out the silver needles that pierced Ji Yanzheng's acupuncture points, and said weakly, "This is all I can do, the rest can only be done by yourself."

"Master Chen, thank you very much, I feel much better." Feeling that the meridians were much smoother, Ji Yanzheng showed a grateful expression: "If there is any need for help in the future, Master Chen can come to my Ji's house, no matter what. Whoever heads the Ji family will do their best to help you in the future."

"Everyone takes what they need, and the Ji family doesn't need to care too much." Ye Chenfeng said lightly, taking out a low-grade soul crystal and holding it in his hand to restore the consumed soul power.

"Yunyou, quickly fetch the things that my Ji family offered a reward to see if there is anything Master Chen needs?"

When Ye Chenfeng recovered, Ji Yanzheng called Ji Yunyou in and ordered him to take all the rewards.

"Grandpa, how's your injury?" Ji Qingxue glanced at Ye Chenfeng, who was adjusting the breath, and asked with concern.

"Master Chen has rejuvenated with a wonderful hand. My injury is no longer a serious problem. It is estimated that it will not take long for me to recover." Ji Yan caressed Ji Qingxue's head dotingly, revealing a slow smile.

In about five minutes, Ye Chenfeng recovered a small part of the consumed soul power. Among the many treasures, he selected two soul-recovering pills that can speed up the recovery of soul power, a powerful hidden weapon thorn ball, and a slightly slightly Yellow, without any writing, even the Ji family can't tell the scroll of the calendar.

The reason why Ye Chenfeng chose this seemingly worthless scroll was because when his fingers touched the scroll, God Devourer's brain moved slightly.

"Patriarch Ji, I still have something important to do, so I'll be here soon."

After selecting the treasures, Ye Chenfeng couldn't wait to rush back, refining the thousand-year-old blood ginseng king, replenishing the body's depleted qi and blood, and improving his own strength.

"Master Chen, can you tell me whether you rescued Shia and me in the Baiyun Mountains."

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng was leaving, Ji Qingxue stopped him immediately, looked at him with eager eyes, and asked expectantly.

"What is it, what is it, don't mention the past." Ye Chenfeng said ambiguous.

"Why Qingxue, did Master Chen save you in Baidi City?" Ji Yanzheng raised his brows, revealing a hint of surprise.

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, Master Chen is the savior of Shia and I."

Although Ye Chenfeng's answer was vague, Ji Qingxue was basically sure that Ye Chenfeng was the one who saved her.

"I didn't expect my Ji family to owe Master Chen's kindness long ago."

"Master Chen, I don't know what you think of Qingxue. If you are interested, I will marry her to you to repay your kindness to my Ji family." Ji Yanzheng said half-jokingly.

As soon as Ji Yanzheng's words fell, two intoxicating blushes suddenly appeared on Ji Qingxue's alluring face, like a deer hidden in her heart, thumping wildly.

"Your granddaughter is very good, but as far as I know, she has a private life with a person named Ye Chenfeng in Baidi City." Ye Chenfeng sneered in his heart and said deliberately.

"No, no, the engagement between Ye Chenfeng and I was only due to a transaction, and there was no substantial relationship between us."

Hearing Ye Chenfeng's answer, Ji Qingxue's face turned pale and quickly explained.

"Hmph, marriage matters can also be dealt with, Chen Mou really learned." Ye Chenfeng snorted coldly, without even looking at Ji Qingxue, who was pale and tried to defend herself, turned and left.