Rebirth of Martial Arts Revival

The establishment of Yeniaomen is like a child's play house.

There is no ceremony.

There is no program either.

There is no audience.

The main party involved, Ye Chong, didn't have much confidence and expectations either.

However, the other two parties, Zhou Xinxin and Gao Ang, were serious about it, and they respectfully called Ye Chong the sect master.

"Is it better to call it the abbot or the host?" Ye Chong curled his lips, "I remember when I watched Hong Kong drama martial arts movies, I used to call them that."

"Hehe," Zhou Xinxin pursed her lips and smiled, "Ye Niaomen is not a temple, let alone a nunnery. It is inappropriate to call it the abbot."

"Yeah," Gao Ang said with a smile, "It doesn't sound too imposing, it feels like a host or something."

"Then I think... why don't you call him the sect master?" Ye Chong smiled, "Isn't it better to be called the master of the sect? For example, the master of the beggar gang, how imposing does it sound?"

"Guangzhu... the word seems to be too low-level," Zhou Xinxin brushed her hair lightly, with a smile on her lips, "It's more dignified to be called the head than the gang leader."

"Yeah," Gao Ang nodded, "In our Martial Arts Academy, suddenly calling someone to be the leader, this... this sounds a bit strange indeed.

However, being called the head doesn't seem to be much better.

I think it's better to call him the boss.

It is powerful and popular, and others dare not provoke it when they hear it.

How is it, boss? "

"Hehe, it sounds a bit like the underworld," Zhou Xinxin laughed, "However, it's quite imposing, as long as the door owner likes it."

"Boss?" Ye Chong shook his head and smiled wryly, "I remember that if there are more children in the village, they are usually sorted according to the eldest, the second, and the third. , but it is not suitable for our Ye Niaomen."

"Then what should we do?" Zhou Xinxin covered her mouth and smiled, "Otherwise, we'll call you Mr. Ye, Teacher Ye or something?"

"No, it's too polite to be called like that." Gao Yang put his fat cheeks on his hands, his eyes lit up suddenly, "You are the boss and Brother Bird, as the master of Ye Niaomen, how about calling you big brother?"

"Brother Ye Niaomen?" Zhou Xinxin had a half-smile, and folded his arms, "This title is actually not bad, it's very flavorful."

"Big breasts?" Ye Chong couldn't help but twitched his mouth, and nodded slightly, "Great wisdom is like a fool, with the world in mind.

Not bad.

That Zhou Xinxin had two breasts, and Gao Gao had three breasts.

We, Yeniaomen, are confident, aggressive, and dominate the world. "

"Brother, I'm talking about the elder brother's brother, not the chest." Gao Ang looked a little unhappy, "Besides, it's not suitable for Zhou Xinxin to be the second child."

"Then it's suitable for you to be the second child?" Zhou Xinxin was obviously a little dissatisfied, "Isn't it also a bit inappropriate?"

"Zhou Xinxin, what did you say?!" Gao Ang frowned, "I think you are the most suitable to be a mistress."

"High!" Zhou Xinxin put his hands on his hips, obviously wanting to do something, "If you dare to talk nonsense, I won't tear your mouth apart."

"Hey, come here if you have the guts, who is afraid of whom?" Gao Ang flicked his short black and beautiful hair, "You still want to be a mistress?"

puff!

Ye Chong didn't tense up all of a sudden, so he didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

What is the situation?

It's fine to make a leaf bird gate in a daze.

There were only three of them, and the two of them fought for the position of the second child.

What do you mean?

Is Yeniaomen so important in their minds?

"Stop," Ye Chong stood between the two of them, "It's no fun arguing about this.

It is too early to discuss who will be the second child and who will be the third child.

cough cough cough.

I just said it so casually, not seriously.

After Ye Niaomen develops, everything is of course judged by the size of its contribution. "

"Okay, what is your original intention for joining Ye Niaomen, don't forget it," Ye Chong looked at Zhou Xinxin, the nosebleed had stopped, but his complexion was still a little bad, "at least you didn't come to fight.

Ok.

We still have a little time.

Let me briefly talk about some insights and understandings of refining medicine and refining equipment.

If you can understand it, you can understand it. If you can’t understand it, you have to find a way to understand it. I think I don’t have time to help you answer your questions.

All right.

You all listen up.

I will cross-explain medicine refining and weapon refining.

Start now.

First, we need to establish a base point of view.

What is alchemy?

What is alchemy?

If you can't even understand this basic concept, then whether it's medicine refining or weapon refining, the more you practice, the more difficult it will be.

Ok.

Talk about my opinion.

Whether it's medicine refining or weapon refining, they are all to achieve the goal and produce a reaction.

what goal?

Of course, it is the elixir and the weapon of the warrior that meet the requirements.

How to achieve this goal?

Nature is inseparable from reaction.

What was that reaction?

Is it a physical reaction to bring together complex materials?

of course not.

That's right.

It's a chemical reaction.

Under the background of the fire and the closed environment, countless materials are fully fused and reacted to form a brand new thing.

Correct.

Elixir.

Warrior's weapon.

The process of this reaction is easy to say, because it is just a framework, but it is extremely difficult to actually implement it.

Just like refining medicine..."

Ye Chong talked eloquently, without blushing or heartbeat, everything seemed natural, not like nonsense at all.

In fact, he is really not talking nonsense.

Speaking of which, although most of the classics about martial arts he saw on the deep web were about martial arts skills or combat skills, body skills, etc., many of them were about refining medicine, refining weapons, and even some Qimen method.

What he talked about just now about the Art of Refining Artifacts and Alchemy Alchemy was abstracted from one of the relevant classics that had a good evaluation.

Of course, he transformed the relevant words into his own words, and the difficulty of this kind of transformation was too easy for him. Anyway, he just talked nonsense about what he didn't understand. Naturally, there is nothing wrong with talking about it.

At the same time, both Zhou Xinxin and Gao Ang were listening attentively to Ye Chong's words. Their faces were full of surprises, frowns and contemplation, and pursed lips and clenched fists with one hand, as if they had finally figured out what Ye Chong said. It's like something incomprehensible.

When Ye Chong talked about the later, he turned his hands behind his back and paced slowly, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he would pause from time to time, looking up at the sky covered by endless branches and leaves, looking extremely mysterious , I don't know what I was thinking.

At this moment, both Zhou Xinxin and Gao Ang stood aside with their hands down, not daring to make a single sound, as if they were afraid that one rash move of theirs would wipe out all the good things and achievements.

In fact, Ye Chong felt a little bitter at this time, either there was a problem in the transformation process, or his head was a little short-circuited, and he couldn't remember what the next content should be, and he was trying to find a way to talk nonsense and try to get it out. The eggs are rounded.

no way.

As Ye Niaomen's eldest brother, if he doesn't pretend to be aggressive at this time, how can he maintain his inscrutable image?