The establishment of Ye Niao Men is like a child playing house.
There is no ceremony.
There is no procedure.
There is no audience.
Ye Chong, the main party involved, also has little confidence and expectations.
However, the other two parties involved, Zhou Xinxin and Gao Gao, were very serious and respectfully called Ye Chong the sect leader.
"Is it better to call him abbot or host?" Ye Chong curled his lips, "I remember when I used to watch Hong Kong dramas and martial arts movies, they were called like this."
"Haha," Zhou Xinxin pursed her lips and smiled, "Yeniaomen is not a temple, let alone a nunnery. It is inappropriate to call it abbot."
"Yeah," Gao Gao laughed as well, "It doesn't sound very intimidating. It feels like a host or something."
"Then I think... why not call me gang leader?" Ye Chong smiled, "It's better than calling me clan leader, right? For example, the leader of the Beggar Clan, how impressive does it sound?"
"Gang leader... this word seems a bit too low-level," Zhou Xinxin flipped her hair lightly, with a smile on her lips, "Instead of calling me gang leader, it would be more dignified to call me leader."
"Yes," Gao Gao nodded, "In our martial arts academy, suddenly calling someone a gang leader, this... This does sound a bit strange.
However, calling the leader doesn't seem to be any better.
I think we should just call the boss.
He is powerful and popular, and others will not dare to offend him once he hears it.
How's it going, boss?"
"Haha, it sounds a bit like a gangster," Zhou Xinxin said with a smile, "but it's quite impressive. As long as the owner likes it."
"Boss?" Ye Chong shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I remember that if a family has too many children in the village, they are usually sorted by eldest, second, third, etc. It is understandable that the little gangsters in the society are called so.
, but it’s not suitable for us at Yeniamen.”
"Then what should we do?" Zhou Xinxin covered her mouth and smiled, "otherwise, we call you Mr. Ye, Teacher Ye or something?"
"No, that's too polite to call you." He raised his hand to hold his fat chin, his eyes suddenly lit up, "You are the boss and Brother Bird. As the head of the Yeniao Sect, how about calling you Brother?"
"Brother Ye Niaomen?" Zhou Xinxin smiled half-heartedly and crossed her arms, "This is actually a pretty good title. It's very flavorful."
"Big breasts?" Ye Chong couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth and nodded slightly, "As wise as a fool, he has the world in mind.
Not bad, not bad.
That Zhou Xinxin had two breasts, and Gao Gao had three breasts.
We, Ye Niaomen, are confident and powerful, dominating the world."
"Brother, I'm talking about the brother's brother, not the chest." Gao Gao 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 also a bit inappropriate?"
"Zhou Xinxin, what did you say?!" Gao Gao suddenly became furious, "I think you are most suitable to be a mistress."
"Be high!" Zhou Xinxin put her hands on her hips, clearly looking like she wanted to take action, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, let's see if I don't tear your mouth apart."
"Hey, if you have the guts, just come. Who's afraid of whom?" He waved his short black hair high and said, "Are you the only one who still wants to be a mistress?"
puff!
Ye Chong didn't tense up for a moment, and he didn't even spit out a mouthful of blood.
What is the situation?
Just create a leaf bird gate in a daze.
There were only three people in total, and they started fighting over the position of the second child.
What's the meaning?
Is Ye Niaomen that important in their minds?
"Stop," Ye Chong stood between the two of them, "It's pointless to argue 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 and didn't take it seriously.
After Ye Niaomen develops, everything will of course be judged based on the size of its contribution."
"Okay, don't forget your original intention of joining Yeniaomen," Ye Chong looked at Zhou Xinxin. The nosebleed had stopped, but his complexion was still a bit bad. "At least you are not here to fight.
All right.
We still have some time.
Let me briefly talk about some insights and understandings about refining medicine and refining weapons.
If you can understand it, 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.
alright.
You all listen up.
I will explain the art of refining medicine and refining weapons at the same time.
Start now.
First, we need to establish a basic point of view.
What is alchemy?
What is weapon refining?
If you can't even understand this basic concept, then whether it's medicine refining or weapon refining, the more you practice, the harder it will be to reach the sky.
All right.
Tell me your opinion.
Whether it is medicine refining or weapon refining, it is actually to achieve the goal and produce a reaction.
What goal?
Of course, they are elixirs and warrior weapons that meet the requirements.
How to achieve this goal?
Nature is inseparable from reaction.
What was the reaction?
A physical reaction that brings together complex materials?
Of course not.
That's right.
It's a chemical reaction.
Let countless materials fully fuse and react under the fire and closed environment to generate a brand new thing.
right.
elixir.
The weapon of the warrior.
This reaction process sounds simple because it is just a framework, but it is extremely difficult to actually implement it.
Just like refining medicine..."
Ye Chong talked without blushing or heartbeat. Everything seemed natural and did not look like nonsense at all.
In fact, he really wasn't talking nonsense.
Speaking of which, among the martial arts books he had seen on the deep web before, although most of them were about martial arts, combat skills, body skills, etc., there were also many about medicine refining, weapon refining, and even some
Qimen magic.
The content about weapon refining and medicine refining that he just talked about was extracted from one of the related classics that had a fair evaluation.
Of course, he transformed the relevant words into his own words, and the difficulty of this transformation was too easy for him. Anyway, he just made nonsense of what he didn't understand. Naturally, there was nothing wrong with talking.
At the same time, both Zhou Xinxin and Gao Gao were listening to Ye Chong's words attentively. Their faces were sometimes full of surprises, sometimes they were frowning in thought, sometimes they were pursed lips and fists with one hand, as if they had finally figured it out.
It's like he's seeing something puzzling.
When Ye Chong talked about it later, he put his hands behind his back and walked slowly, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he would stop talking from time to time. He looked up at the sky covered by endless branches and leaves, which looked extremely mysterious.
, I don’t know what I’m thinking about.
Every time at this moment, Zhou Xinxin and Gao Gao stood aside with their hands down, not daring to make a single sound, as if they were afraid that one of their reckless actions would make all the good things and achievements disappear.
In fact, Ye Chong felt a little bitter at this time. Either there was something wrong during the transformation process, or his brain was a little short-circuited. He couldn't remember what the next content should be for the time being. He was trying to think of ways to make nonsense.
The egg is round.
no way.
As the eldest brother of Yeniamen, if you don't show off at this time, how can you maintain the image of the eldest brother who is enigmatic?