Why My Cultivation Method So Different？

Just as the palm was about to hit Ye Qingxuan, the old man was sent flying.    

He held his chest with his left hand, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and said with a frightened expression, "It's... it's actually... a master at the Fusion Stage!"    

The old man stood up with a trembling body, and respectfully cupped his fist toward Ye Qingxuan.    

"I'm sorry, master. I was rude to you. I hope master won't lower himself to my level."    

"It's fine." Ye Qingxuan said arrogantly.    

As for Zhao Tianming and his son, they were so shocked that they couldn't speak.    

Everyone was dumbstruck, and Zhao Tianming's eyes were filled with fear.    

In their eyes, Elder Chen was the strongest. They never thought that he would be defeated by Ye Qingxuan so easily.    

"Thank you, master!" Seeing that Ye Qingxuan didn't mind, Elder Chen bowed respectfully.    

He turned to look at Zhao Tianming and said with a cold face, "Zhao Tianming, quickly apologize to this master."    

"Wh... What? You want me to apologize to him, you want me to apologize for this countryside brat? I can't do it! "    

After all, the impression he had for so many years had long been carved into his bones. It was inevitable that he would not be able to accept such a quick reversal.    

Slap!    

A solid slap landed on Zhao Tianming's face. This slap immediately echoed in the room. It was Aunt Zhao's father who had made the move.    

"Tianming! Hurry up and apologize to Qingxuan!" Uncle Zhao said with a trembling voice.    

He knew that Elder Chen was trying to save Zhao Tianming, even though he was unwilling to help.    

"Father... Father... You hit me?"    

Zhao Tianming touched his burning face and looked at his aunt's father in disbelief.    

Ever since he was young, his father had never hit him. Today, he actually hit me for a country boy.    

This boy definitely used some kind of unorthodox method. Why did he have such powerful strength? Why can't I?    

I refuse to accept it! I refuse to accept it!!    

A monstrous fury burned in Zhao Tianming's heart.    

"Ah!!! ” Zhao Tianming screamed at the top of his lungs, "Ye Qingxuan, I'll kill you!"    

As he spoke, he took out a small knife from his waist and was about to stab Ye Qingxuan.    

"Hmph! A clown." Elder Chen suddenly appeared in front of Ye Qingxuan.    

Looking at Zhao Tianming in front of him, he gave a disdainful smile and punched Zhao Tianming in the abdomen. Zhao Tianming was instantly sent flying. He foamed at the mouth and lost all consciousness.    

"Tianming!" Aunt Zhao's father immediately came in front of Zhao Tianming and stroked his forehead.    

A monstrous fury was about to burst out, but when he looked at Elder Chen, it was finally suppressed.    

He stood up and cupped his hands towards Elder Chen and said, "Thank you, Elder Chen, for not killing me!"    

"En, you don't have to thank me. After all, he was the one who wanted to hurt the expert, so I stopped him." Elder Chen stroked his beard and said.    

Upon hearing this, Uncle Zhao's body trembled uncontrollably. Had he f * cking stopped him? He was f * cking unconscious.    

"I'm Chen Wanglong. May I know the master's name?" The old man smiled apologetically.    

"Ye Qingxuan."    

"Master Ye, then why did you say that this vase is fake?"    

Elder Chen was puzzled and returned to the topic.    

"As far as I know, this is a vase from the Song Dynasty. Although the vase is expensive, the things inside are the most precious. The True Qi inside the vase can increase the realm of cultivators."    

"I also invested a lot for this thing. I don't know why Master Ye said it was a fake?"    

Elder Chen asked respectfully.    

"Then I will prove it to you."    

Ye Qingxuan grabbed the vase with his right hand, continuously pouring magic power into it.    

After the magic power was transferred, the vase made a creaking sound. Suddenly! The vase exploded.    

When the vase that had been infused with magical energy shattered, its fragments did not scatter in all directions. Instead, they looked like ordinary vases.    

"Look, if this isn't fake, what is it? If there is a vase with true qi, his fragments will scatter in all directions, and not directly shatter into pieces just like that."    

"So you spent a huge sum of money to buy an ordinary vase? You have the nerve to give this to someone else?"    

Ye Qingxuan shrugged his shoulders. This kind of thing was known by everyone in Cultivation Realm.    

Hearing this, Elder Chen's face couldn't help but turn red. He had lived for more than half of his life, but he had been deceived once. This made him want to kill. "Humph, don't let me know who the source is!"    

Then, he said to Ye Qingxuan with a smile, "Great Master Ye, thank you for not killing me today. If you can help me in the future, just tell me. I, Chen Wanglong, am obligated to help you."    

After saying that, he patted his chest as if he had made a promise.    

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh in his heart when he saw this. With your strength, you still want to help me? You should first raise your realm first.    

Although he thought so, Ye Qingxuan still said politely, "Then thank you very much, Elder Chen!"    

"You're welcome, Master Ye. Hahaha."    

With a hearty laugh, this matter came to an end.    

Ye Qingxuan also returned to his room, and Elder Chen also bid farewell and left.    

Ye Qingxuan, who was lying on the bed, could not sleep for a long time. What happened today was like a dream.    

Ye Qingxuan gently smiled. He didn't expect that I, Ye Qingxuan, would also have a day to turn the tables!    

But this was all thanks to that memory and strength.    

That memory of mine... really makes people reminisce about it.    

Zhao Tianqi, Ye Ziyang, Xu Feng, Venerable Phaseless phosphorus, Su Munan, Su Yanrou, Ning Zixun and Yingxue.    

In the vague memories, he had a master and a sect.    

Who are these people? Why do I feel a sense of familiarity?    

Also... Qingyun Holy Land... Hiss! My head hurts.    

As he thought about it, Ye Qingxuan covered his head with a ferocious expression. Large beads of sweat dripped down from his forehead.    

It took a while for his headache to stop. Ye Qingxuan decided not to think about it. He only knew that this memory was helpful to him.    

What was the point of thinking so much? He was going to sleep. He still had to attend Shen Mengyao's birthday party tomorrow.    

Thinking about the delicious food, Ye Qingxuan finally fell asleep.    

On the second day, Ye Qingxuan came to school with a face full of exhaustion. Because he was too excited about the delicious food yesterday, he only fell asleep in the early morning.    

When he came to school, he realized that there was no one there, so he asked around and found out that it was Sunday, so he did not go to school.    

Ye Qingxuan's face darkened. How the f * ck was he going to go there? I still want to eat delicious food.    

Just as Ye Qingxuan was at his wits' end, his phone rang.    

He saw an unfamiliar phone call appear on his phone, and Ye Qingxuan curiously answered it.    

In the end, there was a reproachful voice on the phone. "Why haven't you come yet, Ye Qingxuan?! Do you know what time it is now?"    

It was surprisingly Shen Mengyao. Ye Qingxuan asked in a daze, "How did you know my phone number?"    

"Just ask! Come quickly. I will send you the location. That's all. "    

Du du - -    

Ye Qingxuan still wanted to say something, but the other party had already hung up.    

Ye Qingxuan looked at the address on his phone and was shocked. F * ck! It was so far away!    

So Ye Qingxuan quickly called a taxi and headed to Shen Mengyao's house according to the location.