Time travel to become a villain super prodigal

Although the room was a little crude, Ye Qianliu had been flying in the sky all day, and he didn't care about picking anything, and just slept.

In the early morning of the next day, when the original owner of the room came back, he heard the well-proportioned snoring of Young Master Ye Qianliu.

"Huh? Could it be that this old ghost Fen Tian has recruited a new disciple?
With such thoughts in mind, the original owner of the room stepped into Ye Qianliu's boudoir by himself.

As soon as he came in, he saw Ye Qianliu, who was stripped to only his underwear, with saliva still dripping from his mouth, and he was still muttering, "Wen Wu, one more."

The truth is that this guy lives in his own room, sleeps on his own bed, and even got his saliva on his quilt, so he is probably still having sex dreams.

An Yue thought it was angry and funny, Ye Qianliu was really not an ordinary bastard.

"Don't sleep, get up for me."

An Yue hit Ye Qianliu's ass, not because he didn't want to slap Ye Qianliu in the face, but because he didn't want his hands to get Ye Qianliu's saliva.

Ye Qianliu just turned over, scratched his butt, changed his position and continued to sleep.

An Yue looked at Ye Qianliu who was still snoring, raised her foot and aimed at Ye Qianliu's ass, and was about to give him a kick, but Ye Qianliu happened to turn over at this moment, and the kick that was originally kicking Ye Qianliu's ass Foot, hit Ye Qianliu's legs impartially.

Fortunately, An Yue pulled back in time, otherwise Ye Qianliu would have hated her for the rest of her life.

"what--"

A scream sounded from the room, and Anyue left her room in a flash, as if he had never been here before.

Ye Qianliu clutched his crotch in pain, looking at the room where there was not even a hair on his face.

Could it be that I encountered a ghost?Ye Qianliu was very puzzled, it was impossible for him to hurt himself.

But now that he got up, Ye Qianliu didn't intend to continue to sleep. He got up and went to the study on the side to find out if there were any suitable exercises for him.

An Yue, who was in a hurry and was about to leave the Ten Thousand Devils' Nest, bumped into the old man Fen Tian who got up to do Tai Chi in the morning.

With a loud bang, the mid-stage Nascent Soul master who was on his way with all his strength bumped into the late-stage Nascent Soul master who was doing morning exercises.

An Yue yelled inwardly that it was not good, this time she ran back to the Ten Thousand Demons Nest to get something, but now that she didn't get the things, she ran into the old thing Fen Tian.

"That bastard, is he looking for death?" Fen Tian was bumped into by someone at his home for the first time, and scolded him without even seeing the person coming. When he saw clearly that it was An Yue, he turned towards An Yue Yue laughed, "Hey hey."

Fen Tian was worrying that there was no one in the Ten Thousand Devils Nest who could teach Ye Qianliu except himself, and he was lazy, so the dark moon sent here was the best labor force.

Fen Tian's smile made An Yue feel endless panic, now he just wants to put oil on the soles of his feet and run first to show his respect.

"Master is coming again, the apprentice must retire first."

An Yue just got up and was about to slip away, but Fen Tian firmly clasped his foot with one hand, "Don't worry, let's talk again."

An Yue turned her head and looked at Fen Tian in horror, the awareness of her cultivation made An Yue powerless.

Ye Qianliu, who was in the study, only felt that the voices outside were a bit loud, so he also offered his opinion, he was very clear about old man Fentian's personality.

Wood spirit root, water spirit root, soil spirit root.
Ye Qianliu walked around, except for the Bing Lingen, all the Lingen had more or less one or two exercises here.

Ye Qianliu was in no doubt for a while that the spiritual root he chose for himself was indeed a huge hole, but luckily there were other things here.

"Fantian Seal, Nine Shadows Sword, Heavenly Demon Dafa."

Ye Qianliu finally set his sights on a scroll.

Nine Heavens Sword Art, Ye Qianliu flipped through the fragmented scroll, there was nothing left except the name, he was speechless for a while, why put this kind of thing here, is it tempting?
"Little friend seems to be very interested in the Nine Heavens Sword Art."

When Fen Tian arrived, Ye Qianliu gave him a bird's-eye look, and continued searching for the remaining Yu Jue without saying a word.

"If you like ancient scrolls, old man Fentian doesn't have many here, but Yaochi has quite a few."

"Ok?"

Ye Qianliu did know where the so-called Yao Chi was.

Of the three major sects in the mainland, apart from the Dragon Sect of the Brahma Kingdom and the Tianmo Sect of the Sanskrit Forest, the rest is the Yaochi in the Zhao Kingdom.

"Then does he have anything good here?"

Ye Qianliu asked An Yue, compared to the nervous Fen Tian, ​​Ye Qianliu was obviously more inclined towards An Yue.

"Let me think about it, he has a skill that is very suitable for you. It seems to be called Hidden Sword Art."

An Yue looked thoughtful, and gave Ye Qianliu an unremarkable one among the jades on the bookshelf.

Hidden Sword Jue, from the name, it is a skill to hide the sword, which is very suitable for people like Ye Qianliu who like to play tricks.

It's easy to hide with an open spear, but hard to defend against a hidden arrow. Ye Qianliu likes this kind of skill that hurts people with a hidden arrow.

"Put Yu Jue on your forehead, and the content on it will be engraved in your mind, and then you can just put it back."

Ye Qianliu put Yu Jue on his forehead, and as An Yue said, the exercises recorded in Yu Jue appeared in Ye Qianliu's mind.

This so-called Hidden Sword Art is really just like what An Yue said, it is very suitable for a despicable villain of Ye Qianliu's level. The Hidden Sword and Liu Jian can appear at any time, it can be called a sharp weapon for assassination.

After thinking up to this point, Ye Qianliu made a decisive decision, "That's all."

"Little friend, do you want to think about it? For example, the soul-chasing sword and the sword of ice are all good swordsmanship." Fen Tian didn't want to go out of the Ten Thousand Devils' Nest to be an assassin playing tricks. Kind of disgraceful.

"Sword of Ice?"

Ye Qianliu's desire for ice-type exercises is not ordinary, but as far as he is concerned, the so-called ice-type exercises have some side effects, and the requirements are too high.

"No, this is it."

Fen Tian searched for it for a while, and threw a piece of blue ancient jade to Ye Qianliu.

The Ice Sword Jue only needs the cultivator to cut off the emotions and desires during the practice, and the colder the heart is, the stronger it is when using it.

Ye Qianliu put down Yu Jue on his forehead, and complained every day, "This ice technique is not an ordinary pit."

Fen Tian sneered, "Otherwise, why do you think there hasn't been a high-level cultivator of Ice Spirit Root in the mainland for so long?"

"It's too difficult for a low-level cultivator to cut off his emotions. Even if there are such cultivators, most of them will go astray. In addition, there are too few ice spirit roots, and there is not a single high-level cultivator of ice spirit roots on the mainland."

The ice root can be said to be the strongest spiritual root in the mainland. There has been no strong one for a long time. There is no way to restrain it on the mainland. If Ye Qianliu can grow into a high-level cultivator, even Nascent Soul should be enough to dominate one side.