The establishment of Yenniaomen is like a child playing house.

There is no ceremony.

There are no programs, either.

There are no audiences.

The main party, Ye Chong, had no confidence or expectations.

However, the other two parties involved, Zhou Xinxin and Gao Ang, were serious and respectfully called Ye Chong the leader.

"Are you better calling the abbot or host?" Ye Chong curled his lips, "I remember when I watched Hong Kong dramas and martial arts films, I always called it that way."

"Hehe," Zhou Xinxin smiled, "Ye Niaomen is not a temple, nor a nunnery, so it is not appropriate to call the abbot."

"Yes," Gao Ang also smiled, "It sounds too unmagnificent, it feels like a host or something."

"Then I think... might as well call the gang leader?" Ye Chong smiled, "It's better to call the gang leader than the gang leader? For example, the leader of the Beggars' Sect sounds so powerful?"

"Gangmaster... The word "Gangmaster" seems to be too low," Zhou Xinxin gently flirted with a smile on her lips, "It is better to call the leader than to call him the leader."

"Yes," Gao Ann nodded, "In our martial arts academy, I suddenly called someone to the leader of the gang, this... this sounds a bit strange.

However, it seems that it is not much better to call the leader.

I think it's better to call the boss.

He is both powerful and popular, and no one dares to mess with him when he hears it.

How about it, boss?"

"Haha, it sounds a bit like a gangster," Zhou Xinxin smiled, "but it's quite impressive, as long as the sect leader likes it himself."

"Boss?" Ye Chong shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I remember that if there are more children in the village, they are usually sorted by the eldest, second, third, etc. It is understandable that the gangsters in the society call this, but it is not suitable for our Yenumen."

"What should I do?" Zhou Xinxin covered her mouth and smiled, "Or, we call you Mr. Ye, Teacher Ye, or something?"

"No, it's too literary to call that." Gao Yang held his fat cheeks with his hands on his hands, and his eyes lit up suddenly, "You are the boss and brother Niao. As the leader of Yeniaomen, how about you call your eldest brother?"

"Brother Ye Niaomen?" Zhou Xinxin smiled and wrapped her arms around her, "This title is actually pretty good, it's very delicious."

"Big chest?" Ye Chong couldn't help but curl up his lips and nodded slightly, "Great wise looks like a fool, and he has the whole world in mind.

Not bad, not bad.

Then Zhou Xinxin has two breasts, Gao Ang has three breasts.

Our Yenmen is confident and aggressive, and dominates the world."

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

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

"Zhou Xinxin, what did you say?!" Gao Ang suddenly burst out, "I think you are the most suitable for being a mistress."

"High!" Zhou Xinxin put her hands on her hips, obviously looking like she wanted to do something. "If you dare to talk nonsense, let me see if I don't tear your mouth."

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

puff!

Ye Chong didn't hold it tight for a moment, and he didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

What's the situation?

Just make a leaf bird gate in a mess.

There were only three people in total, and the two of them even started fighting to compete for the position of the second child.

What's the meaning?

Is the Leaf Door so important in their minds?

"Stop," Ye Chong stood between the two, "It's no point in fighting for this."

It is too early to discuss who is the second child and who is the mistress now.

Cough cough cough.

I just said it casually, not taking it seriously.

After Yennooker develops, of course everything will be based on the size of the contribution.”

"Okay, what is your original intention of joining Yenu Gate? Don't forget," Ye Chong looked at Zhou Xinxin. His nosebleed was no longer flowing, but his complexion was still a bit bad. "At least he was not here to fight.

All right.

We still have some time.

Let me briefly talk about some of my insights and understandings about refining medicines and refining weapons.

You can understand what you can understand. If you can’t understand, you must find a way to understand. I think I don’t have time to help you answer questions and solve your questions.

alright.

You all listen.

I will cross-explain the art of refining medicine and artifacts.

Start now.

First, we need to establish a basic perspective.

What is pharmacy?

What is weapon refining?

If you can't even understand this basic concept, then the more you practice it, the more you will feel it is as difficult as reaching the sky.

All right.

Talk about my opinion.

Whether it is refining medicine or refining weapons, it is actually to achieve the goal and react.

What goal?

Of course, it is a pill that meets the requirements and a weapon for warriors.

How to achieve this goal?

Naturally, it is inseparable from reaction.

What is that reaction?

Is it a physical reaction to bring together complex materials?

Of course not.

That's right.

It's a chemical reaction.

Let countless materials be fully integrated and reacted under the auspices of fire and closed environments to create a brand new thing.

right.

Pills.

The weapon of a warrior.

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

Just say refining medicine..."

Ye Chong talked eruditely, his face did not blush and his heart did not beat. Everything seemed natural and did not seem like nonsense at all.

In fact, he is not talking nonsense.

Speaking of which, among the classics about martial arts he saw on the Deep Internet, although most of them were martial arts skills, combat skills, body skills, etc., many of them were refining medicine, weapon refining skills and even some magical techniques.

The content he just talked about about weapon refining and medicine was summarized from one of the relevant classics that had a good evaluation.

Of course, he converted the relevant words into his own words, and the difficulty of this transformation was too easy for him. Anyway, he just made a mistake in talking nonsense when he didn't understand anything, so he naturally had nothing to do with it.

At the same time, both Zhou Xinxin and Gao An were listening to Ye Chong's words attentively. Each face was sometimes surprised, sometimes frowning and contemplating, sometimes pursing his lips and clenching his fists with one hand, as if he had finally figured out something that he couldn't figure out.

When Ye Chong said that, he walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and his voice became smaller and smaller. From time to time, he would pause and look up at the sky covered by endless branches and leaves. It looked extremely mysterious and didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, Zhou Xinxin and Gao Ang stood beside each other, not daring to make a slight sound, as if they were afraid that their rash actions would cause all the beauty and achievements to disappear.

In fact, Ye Chong felt a little distressed at this time. Either there was a problem in the transformation process, or his head was a little short-circuited. He couldn't remember what the next content should be. He was trying to make a fool of himself and try to make the eggs round.

no way.
Chapter completed!