"I understand. It seems that my pure yang body is the fragrance of the cultivation world. The third uncle just wants me to spend more time with Sheng'er so that she can absorb more luck!"
Although Ye Feng felt that these rumors were a bit ridiculous in his heart, he did not show it. Anyway, he was not a pure yang body, and these rumors seemed to be harmless.
"Of course not!"
Ye Feng's words were a little frivolous and looked down upon the third uncle, but the third uncle was not angry. Instead, he continued with a hint of apology:
"Sheng'er has her own chance, and we don't need too much intervention. What I hope is that you, little friend, can have more contact with Ye Di. He is a turtle spirit. It's not possible to forcibly improve his cultivation now. I hope you can help.
He adds a little bit of luck."
"I'm sorry! It's because I'm too small."
Ye Feng instantly understood what his third uncle was thinking, and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
"We have gone too far and have repeatedly used you as a tool, but we really have no other good way. Even if we are ignorant, we can only believe those rumors first."
"It's okay! I'm still a little selfish. I should contribute my own strength in times of disaster. Just ask me to do whatever is needed."
With the strength of the third uncle, whatever Ye Feng needs to do, he has to dare to do it, even if he doesn't do it. There is no need to explain so much. This can only show that he is definitely the kind of elder who deserves respect in the big picture. Ye Feng
But he misunderstood again and again, so he said with some self-blame.
"Okay! Thank you for your understanding! It's very simple for you, you just need to keep attacking Ye Di."
"Really?"
Ye Feng was really a little confused. This kind of help was really unbelievable. He thought it was a joke before Sheng'er said it, but now it seems that it is obviously not the case.
"We don't know what impact it will have on you, so you need to control it yourself. If anything goes wrong, you can stop immediately."
The third uncle said cautiously.
"I hit someone, and you were afraid that I would be affected. This..."
"Yes, Ye Di practices the Turtle Breathing Technique, which is a physical training method. It gradually grows through repeated training. Normally, as someone else's sparring partner, it is naturally beneficial to the other party without any harm, and he can master the technique as soon as possible.
Legal skills.
But you have a special constitution. If the legend is true, it will definitely consume your luck every time, and may accelerate your degradation, and may really ruin your cultivation talent.
We have no actual experience, but in order to ensure nothing goes wrong, we can only ask you to take action, but the premise is that we must not hurt your roots, so if there is a problem, you can stop, we will never force it."
"That's it!"
Ye Feng was really shocked. This legend was extremely fantasy, and he was not a pure Yang body. What could be the problem? He said without hesitation:
"Third uncle, don't worry. If you really need it, you can start at any time."
"Okay! Thank you. If this can be accomplished, you will definitely be remembered as the first meritorious service, and the people of the entire Sin Domain will remember your kindness."
After the third uncle finished speaking, he no longer hesitated. With a wave of his hand, Ye Feng felt his eyes go dark and appeared in a room.
"Brother Ninth!"
There were several bright stones inlaid on the wall, illuminating the whole room. Ye Feng recognized at a glance that the young man sitting cross-legged on the ground was Ye Di, and couldn't help but shout.
"Brother Ye Feng! Why is it you?"
Ye Di naturally remembered Ye Feng, but his face was full of surprise. Apparently he didn't know about Ye Feng.