Of course, Song Jian knew that Feiyu had broken in, but Cai'er was at the critical moment, how could he stop? Fortunately, Feiyu was a woman, so she was not afraid of what he saw.

But what surprised Song Jian was that Fei Yu, the bastard, actually stopped next to the bathtub, and looked openly at the bed with Cai'er.

At this time, Cai'er was at the critical moment, and Song Jian had to shake it twice and completely send Cai'er to the clouds, allowing her to experience this happiness well.

Cai'er spasms for more than half a minute before she gasped and slowly calmed down. She felt as if she had exhausted, her eyes closed and could only let Song Jian hold it in her arms.

Song Jian hugged Cai'er with one hand, and pulled the bath towel next to the bathtub with the other hand, covering himself and Cai'er's bodies. He turned to look at Feiyu and said, "I said Miss Feiyu, have you finished watching?"

"Ah? Ah! I've finished watching... Ah!" Fei Yu replied in a daze, then screamed suddenly, and ran out of the house. Because she was in a panic, she knocked down the door panel and rushed out of the door.

Cai'er in the bathtub suddenly opened her eyes, looked a little nervous, and asked, "What's wrong? Master, is there something wrong?"

Song Jian shook his head and said, "It's okay, let's get up first."

"Oh," Cai'er felt relieved, then felt the firmness of Song Jian in her body, blushed, and said, "But, Master, you are not over yet."

Song Jian could only smile bitterly and said, "It's okay, wait for the night, let's get up first. I suddenly remembered that there are still some things to do."

Cai'er put on a casual dress, then wiped Song Jian dry and served Song Jian's clothes.

Song Jian asked Cai'er to lie down for a while, because Cai'er must have been tired just now.

Cai'er nodded and agreed, and went to sleep. Song Jian walked out of the room and looked at Fei Yu with a look of reluctance.

Feiyu's face kept blushing under her neck. She was indeed blushing. Until now, her heart was still beating violently. The scene just now kept popping up in front of Feiyu's eyes.

At that time, Cai'er's expression, voice, movement, and spasm made Feiyu's little heart beat constantly. She suddenly felt a little wet and a little uncomfortable in her pants. For the first time, Feiyu felt the desire between men and women.

Song Jian walked over with anger and said, "I said Miss Feiyu, why did she break in so much in such a hurry?"

"Ah?" Fei Yu turned his head in panic, looked at Song Jian, then lowered his head and said, "Oh, oh, it's nothing. I just came out of seclusion and I have something to ask you."

Song Jian sighed, he couldn't blame Fei Yu, who told him not to break into the door at that time?

"Well, let's go there and chat." Song Jian walked straight to the distance.

Fei Yu looked at Song Jian's back and glared at Song Jian fiercely. He was very dissatisfied and said in his heart: "I am a yellow girl, but I ran into yours... I have a hard life, and now I feel uncomfortable. Humph, bastard!"

But no matter how much I thought about it, Fei Yu still chased after him.

Song Jian took out four three-time Netherworld Pills from the storage bag and said, "You have just entered the initial level of Yin and Yang Realm, and your foundation is not stable. I have another Tongwu Pill here. You can take it first. After the foundation is stable, the four three-time Netherworld Pills here should be able to advance to a middle-level warrior of Yin and Yang Realm!"

Song Jian said calmly as he walked.

"What? Three Netherworld Pills? Spirit-level Pills? And, do you give me four more?" Fei Yu's eyes widened. Even in the Central Plains, his father had to consider this trick before he could reward him. Now, Song Jian, the bastard, gave him all the money directly.

Song Jian stuffed four, three-way Netherworld Pills and one Tongwu Pills into Fei Yu's hand and said, "In another half a year, we will attack the mysterious Forest. At that time, you must become a middle-level warrior in the Yin-Yang realm, otherwise I won't take you."

"You..." Fei Yu held the pill in her hand. Although she was not an alchemist, she had a lot of understanding of pills. The five pills in her hand were all top-grade pills. These pills were very precious even in the Central Plains. Now, Song Jian has given them all to herself.

When she thought of this, Fei Yu had let go of all the unhappiness just now, she felt moved in her heart and whispered: "Song Jian, why are you... so kind to me?"

"Huh?" Song Jian was stunned. He didn't think he was good to Fei Yu. After all, he gave Leng Qiu four. Of course, he gave Xia You a lot, and gave thirteen. After all, Xia You was Song Jian's wife, although she had never had a skin relationship.

Fei Yu knew the value of these five pills, so he was naturally moved. She said, "Song Jian, are you...a little..."

Feiyu's face turned red. She didn't know what was wrong. At this time, she suddenly said something. Actually, Feiyu wanted to ask if Song Jian liked her a little, but if she liked those two words, Feiyu was indeed a little unable to say it.

Song Jian looked at Feiyu strangely and said, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with me? Oh, don't care. I refined more than fifty pills, took more than a dozen pills by myself, and gave them some to Leng Qiu, Xia You and the others. Oh, I have all divided one of those old men, so there are only four left. Take them quickly, don't forget that we have a task in half a year."

Song Jian said sincerely.

"Ah?" Fei Yu was stunned, then raised his head and looked at Song Jian.

Song Jian was a little furrowed by Fei Yu's eyes. He scratched his head and said, "What...what happened?"

Fei Yu suddenly had the urge to cry. After a long time, Song Jian was not interested in him at all, but just gave it to him because he had made too many elixirs!

"Song Jian! I hate you!" Fei Yu suddenly roared at Song Jian, and then flew away quickly.

"Huh?" Song Jian stood there depressedly. He gave elixirs and performed the performance of Chun No. 1. This woman is really worthless.

At this time, Fei Yu looked depressed. She suddenly felt that she was too self-indulgent. It seemed that Song Jian, a bastard, treated herself as an ordinary friend.

Fei Yu swallowed the Tongwu Dan into his stomach, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it, "Damn Song Jian, look at it, aunt will definitely make you fall in love with me! Humph!"

After hatred, Feiyu knew the value of these pills in her hand. She quickly entered the state of cultivation. With the help of these four three-time Netherworld Pills, Feiyu believed that she could definitely easily break through to become a middle-level warrior in the Yin-Yang realm.

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The Sword Sect has entered a stage of rapid development.

The continuous stream of medicinal materials entered the Sword Sect. Whenever Song Jian had time, he would refine pills. The huge copper cauldron he forged himself could refine 81 pills at a time, which saved him a lot of time. Moreover, the process of refining pills was also a process of practicing Taoist Techniques and strengthening his spiritual consciousness.

Since entering the third volume of the Daoyan Jue, Song Jian found that his Daoyan Jue's progress has slowed down. For example, when he just broke through, he could use his spiritual sense to lift a 5,000-pound huge stone. Until now, Song Jian has only made progress a little, and can only use his spiritual sense to lift a 7,000-pound huge stone.

Moreover, Song Jian discovered that lifting large objects is just the lowest stage, and the higher stage is to use spiritual consciousness to control subtle objects, such as flying needles and dust. It is much more complicated to control these tiny things. The more complex stage is to control the fluctuations of the surrounding elemental power.

In addition to working hard to improve his level, Song Jian is working hard to practice the Daoyan Art, because Song Jian knows that the Daoyan Art is his greatest reliance. In terms of strength, he is only at the early stage of the Yin and Yang Realm. Even if he enters the middle stage of the Yin and Yang Realm in half a year, he will be almost everywhere in the Central Plains. After all, there are too many resources for martial artists in the Central Plains to practice, and the concentration of the heaven and earth is extremely deep. They have practiced for decades, which is equivalent to practicing in the Nanli Region for hundreds of years.

This is also the reason why the Central Plains warriors did not come to Nanliyuan, because in their eyes, Nanliyuan is a barren land, not to mention that having to pass through the vast wilderness is a waste of time.

Song Jian knew that his greatest reliance on his future was his mental power. In the past, he had strong mental power, but he could avoid risks in advance. But now, after the Daoyan Art entered the third level of control, Song Jian knew that his Daoyan Art would have an attacking effect, so that he would have another way to save his life in the future.

After one furnace of elixir was refined, the level of the core disciples was also increasing rapidly.

In addition to medicinal materials and elixirs, some top-quality metals and ores were also transported into the forging tower of the Sword Sect. With these metals and ores, high-quality weapons can be refined, and Song Jian can also draw higher-level array patterns and attach them to the weapons.

After all, if the material of the weapon is not good, it will not be able to withstand the power of high-level array patterns. Now with these good ores, you can naturally do it.

The quality of these forged weapons is the level of third-grade magic weapons and second-grade magic weapons. If the formation pattern attached to Song Jian is added, the actual quality of these weapons is enough to exceed that of first-grade magic weapons. Some weapons can even reach the level of spiritual-level weapons!

In addition to weapons and pills, Sun Changhao is also taking many designers to continuously develop new aircraft. With the help of Song Jian, Sun Changhao is full of confidence. Sun Changhao has the most profound understanding of aircraft. What he lacks is not creativity or experience, but the drawing of flight arrays. Song Jian's knowledge of arrays is enough to allow Sun Changhao to design various types of aircraft with confidence. Anyway, as long as Sun Changhao can think of it, Song Jian can draw the corresponding flight array.

At this time, Sun Changhao's hair on his head became even bigger. He had a wish, that he would make the flying aircraft he designed to be a warrior with a speed that exceeds the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm!
Chapter completed!