"Look, you know how to talk!" Chen Hua glanced at Chongshi beside him and pointed at Yinghong and smiled lightly.

Chen Hua, who pondered a little, turned to laugh and said, "My senior brother, this is saying that if I want to give the gift, I can only give my nephew a little more gift! Yinghong, what do you want?"

"Uncle Master is joking!" Yinghong said embarrassedly with a slightly red face when she heard it.

"Just? Uncle Master never jokes!" Chen Hua, who shook his head slightly, then patted his forehead and said, "Yinghong, your cultivation is the Fire Skill, right? How good is the refining weapon?"

Yinghong responded respectfully when she heard this: "Yes, uncle, the disciples are practicing the Fire Xing Dao. The level of refining weapons is incomparable to the senior brothers. Now they can only barely refine the best magic weapon of the divine weapon that debuted."

"High, humble!" Chen Hua, who nodded slightly, glanced at Chongshi and found that his disciple was lowering his head as if he was looking at whether there were any ants on the ground.

I picked up the tea cup and was about to drink the tea to moisten my throat, but I found that there was no tea in it, so I had to put it down.

Seeing this, Yinghong hurriedly stepped forward to pour tea, but found that there was no tea in the teapot on the side. She was stunned for a moment and then her beautiful eyes flashed and took out a small red jade-like gourd, opened it and poured it into the tea cup beside her. Suddenly, red mist in the tea cup rose, and a burning smell of wine spread.

"Uncle Master, this is the rosy fairy brew I brewed myself. Try it!" Yinghong said hurriedly with a smile.

After picking up the smell, Chen Hua, who had a light taste, couldn't help but nod and smiled: "Well! Not bad! The red flower fairy wine should be made by collecting flowers of various fire attributes, right?"

"Uncle Master Mingjian!" Yinghong nodded with a smile.

"Red Flower!" Chen Hua murmured, sighing a little: "When drinking this, I remembered someone. Her name is Honghua, and she is my disciple. She has also brewed similar fairy wines, but the taste is different."

Yinghong couldn't help but smile and asked, "Oh? Uncle Master, is it delicious made by me. Or is it better made by that safflower nephew?"

"You girl, you have to compare this?" Chen Hua laughed silently and then said, "The flavor is different, but they are all delicious! The fairy wine brewed with care will taste very good."

While talking, while Chen Hua lightly savored the fairy wine, he took out a blank jade slip and played with it in his hand. A slight invisible fluctuation penetrated into the jade slip.

Soon, after drinking the aging of the safflower of the safflower in the cup, he gently placed it on the table, and stopped his hands playing with the jade slip.

Seeing this, Hongying, who was standing beside him, hurriedly poured a cup of red flower fairy wine for Aging again.

Close your eyes lightly and age, red light appeared at your fingertips, and red lights scattered into the jade slip.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and handed it to Yinghong with a smile: "This is part of the formation inheritance of Uncle Master, I believe it will be very suitable for you. As long as you can study these formations thoroughly, you will definitely be able to go up to another level in the art of refining weapons."

"Thank you, uncle!" Yinghong's beautiful eyes lit up when she heard this. She was surprised and excited and reached out to take the jade slip.

Chen Hua nodded slightly, then stretched out his hand, and a slight fire-attribute energy gathered in his hand, causing Yinghong to turn to look over. The fire-attribute energy first turned into hazy red mist. Then it turned into flames, and the flames swayed and burned again. It slowly converged and turned into a ball of magma, and the magma radiated with mysterious fluctuations.

Yinghong and Hongluo, who were watching seriously, couldn't help but be attracted.

After a long time, Yinghong, who was a little lost in his eyes, slowly returned to the clear light, and he immediately looked at Chen Hua in surprise and excitement.

Chen Hua, who waved his hand to organize her speech, turned his eyes to Hong Luo, whose beautiful eyes were slightly closed. Hong Luo, who stood quietly with his eyes closed, had a trace of flame all over his body, and a mysterious wave in his body was slowly brewing.

"I really have a lot of insight!" Looking at Hong Luo who was quietly experiencing cultivation, Chen Hua couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

Chen Hua picked up the cup of red flower fairy wine on the table and slowly savored it without saying anything. Naturally, everyone in the pavilion did not dare to speak casually. For a moment, the entire pavilion was quiet.

After a while, Hong Luo, who had finally slowly opened his eyes and looked surprised, noticed the atmosphere in the pavilion, and couldn't help but change his pretty face and saluted Chen Hua respectfully and said, "Master, I..."

"It's okay!" Chen Hua smiled lightly and shook his head, put down the teacup in his hand, then flipped his hand and took out a dark red jade bottle and handed it to Yinghong: "There are ten red fire pills here, take it!"

Red Fire Pill? Yinghong was stunned when he heard this, and then he reached out to take it with great surprise.

The Red Fire Pill is a pill used by monks who practice the Fire Action to enhance their magic power in their bodies in a short period of time. They can also be calcined with flames to enhance the power of flames. It is a powerful tool for life-saving attacks. Chen Hua also obtained the relics of some monks who dominate the Taoist lord, among which there is this red Fire Pill, which is only this bottle. This kind of pill at the level of the Taoist Source Pill, even some masters regard it as treasures.

Yinghong, who carefully put away the Red Fire Pill, suddenly thought of something and took out a dark red storage ring and handed it to Chongshi on the side: "Junior Brother Chongshi, this is what the teacher gave you."

"Uncle Master, if you like this red flower fairy wine, I will respect you." Yinghong glanced at the fiery red jade bottle on the table, then smiled and bowed to Chen Hua and said, "If Uncle Master doesn't have any instructions, Hongying will take his leave."

Chen Huaqing nodded and smiled, "Well, I thanked my senior brother. When I have time, I will go and pay my respects to him in person."

"Disciple must tell me! Uncle Master, that disciple will retreat first," Ying Hong said in a row.

Chen Hua ordered Chongshi on the side, "Chongshi, I'll give you a gift to Senior Sister Yinghong."

"Yes, teacher!" Chongshi said as he hurriedly stepped forward and reached out to Yinghong and signaled: "Senior Sister Yinghong, please!"

Yinghong, who saluted Chen Hua again, nodded slightly to Chongshi and left with Chongshi.

Chen Hua, who watched them leave, suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but shake his head and smile: "Oh, I forgot that kid again. Come on, little brat, come out for me!"

While speaking, Chen Hua waved his hand slightly, and a young man with a white robe carrying a black divine sword appeared beside him.

"Damn it! Where is this? Master Huachen. When will you lock me up?" The young man who was slightly stunned, then looked at Chen Hua with some anger.

Hong Luo, who was standing beside him, looked at Feihong Sword Immortal with beautiful eyes and slightly glaring, "Young Master Feihong?"

"Hong Luo?" Then he noticed that Hong Luo's Feihong Sword Immortal was also a little surprised. Then he frowned slightly and looked at Bing Huer beside him in surprise: "Bing Huer? Why are you here too?"

Bing Huer heard the sound of a silence and said helplessly: "It was your master who asked me to follow my current master."

"Master now?" Feihong Jianxian stared at Chen Hua with slightly glaring eyes, and for a moment he felt a little confused.

Hong Luo, who was beside him, saw this, his beautiful eyes flashed slightly and said carefully: "Young Master Feihong. Master is the junior brother of Master Ziyang."

"My Master's Junior Brother?" Feihong Jianxian's eyes widened even wider, and then he looked at Chen Hua in disbelief: "Then aren't you my Master's Uncle?"

"What do you think?" Chen Hua had a lightly raised corner of his mouth, and a slight joking smile on his face.

Feihong Sword Immortal whose mouth twitched, his eyes flashed and then said, "I don't believe it!"

"Then go back and ask your teacher!" Chen Hua shrugged his shoulders and said nothing, and waved his hand. Two more figures appeared on the side, which were the cold boy in black and girl in red who followed Feihong Sword Immortal.

As soon as the two appeared, they looked at Chen Hua with fear and fear, and then they all came to Feihong Sword Immortal and shouted softly: "Brother!"

"Let's go!" Feihong Sword Immortal, who narrowed his eyes and said nothing more, shouted and left with the boy in black and the girl in red.

Chen Hua, who watched the three of them leave, shook his head and smiled. Then his eyes fell on the source walker Bing Huer, and asked in a plain tone: "You seem to disagree with me, the new master!"

"Hmph! Master Ziyang asked me to follow and protect you, and I will naturally not violate his orders," Bing Huer said with a muffled groan.

He raised his eyebrows lightly, and Chen Hua nodded without objection. Then he smiled lightly and said, "I am not interested in knowing my senior brother's orders. I only know that my senior brother has given you to me now. So, now there is only my orders, no orders from my senior brother. Now I am your master!"

The void around was shaking, and before the words were finished, Chen Hua suddenly looked at Bing Huer fiercely. The terrible mental force swept away and directly enveloped Bing Huer. The invisible mental force was accompanied by a sharp aura. It seemed to turn into blurred illusory sword shadows, causing the surrounding void to be twisted.

"Ah..." Bing Huer, who was trembling all over, couldn't help but exclaimed in a horror. At this moment, he felt that his soul was instantly stinging as if he had been cut into pieces. At this moment, he completely felt that he almost fell into the hands of a powerful opponent before being rescued by Master Zi Yang. The moment when he was closest to death, the stimulation to his soul was far beyond words.

Bing Huer, who was covered in cold sweat, collapsed to the ground the next moment. His eyes looked at Chen Hua were filled with horror and fear, and he no longer had the pride of being a master of the source of the level.

Because of this sudden change, Hong Luo was also shocked, and her delicate body trembled slightly, and her pretty face turned slightly white. She was also clear about Bing Huer's strength, and the shock in her heart was imaginable.

"Do you think I am qualified to be your master?" Xinyi stopped his heart's pressure and looked at Bing Huer's Chen Hua calmly, with a faint indifference smell on his tone.

He got up from the ground with trembling all over, and Bing Huer hurriedly knelt on one knee to Chen Hua with great respect: "Master!"

"Don't resist!" Chen Hua shouted softly, and saw the illusory, mysterious and complex runes outlined by the power of the mind formed at his fingertips. Then, as Chen Hua pointed out, he imprinted it into Bing Huer's eyebrows.

The invisible heart force talisman seal instantly spread out into Bing Huer's body, and finally all gathered into the source core where the soul and soul in Bing Huer's body are located.

Source Walkers and Chaos Source Beasts are very different from monks. Their heads are not the key points. The real key points are a crystal nucleus containing the soul and soul in their bodies, which is called the source nucleus. Due to a trace of original energy, it contains the power of the original, and the defense of the source nucleus is extremely strong.

Even if Chen Hua is invading the source nucleus of the source warrior at the dominant level, it is extremely difficult. Unless it is violently destroyed, and the attack power of the heart power treasure is activated with the heart power, there is a complete hope of shattering the source nucleus in the body of the dominant source warrior. But that happens, the source warrior will die. If Chen Hua wants to control Bing Huer, it is naturally impossible to use such violent means. In this way, Bing Huer can only cooperate and take the initiative to release defense.

From this we can also see that it is difficult for souls to control the source walker. In addition to extremely powerful means of mental power, it will be even more difficult to control the source walker with the soul means.

"Get up! Go back aside!" After Xinli controlled Bing Huer, Chen Hua ordered calmly.

Bing Huer, who responded respectfully, quickly stood up and stood there carefully, and never dared to be a little negligent.

After dealing with Bing Huer, Chen Hua turned his gaze to Hong Luo who stood respectfully: "Hong Luo!"

"Master!" Hong Luo, who suddenly raised his heart, hurried forward and responded respectfully.

Seeing this, Chen Hua smiled secretly in his heart, pondered for a moment and handed her the magic weapon of the palace-like cave on the table: "Give it! Refining it, you will manage all the guards, maids and servants in the future."

"Ah?" Hong Luo looked at Chen Hua in surprise, and soon reacted and responded respectfully: "Yes, master!"

Seeing Hong Luo's uneasy and even more confused look, Chen Hua didn't say anything, and directly ordered Chongshi who came back: "Chongshi, take Binghuer and Hongluo to settle down."

"Yes, teacher!" Chongshi responded and hurriedly left with Bing Huer and Hongluo who were also respectful.

"I don't know how Lingling is practicing." Chen Hua, who watched them leave, also stood up and left the pavilion, heading straight to the attic where Hu Ling'er practiced.

In the quiet courtyard, in the living room in the quiet attic, Mo You, wearing a black silk skirt, sat quietly cross-legged on the futon in the corner, emitting a faint black cold mist all over his body, and he faintly had a cold and mysterious aura.

"Hmm?" Xiumei trembled slightly and opened her eyes. Mo You looked up with a sharp look. When she saw Chen Hua, she immediately hurriedly stood up and saluted respectfully: "Immortal Lord!"

Chen Hua nodded gently and couldn't help but look upstairs and asked, "How is your teacher?"

"I'm still in seclusion! However, the aura emitted from the quiet room upstairs has become more and more mysterious recently. It has a faint sense of pressure, and I can't get close to it at all," Mo You said hurriedly.

"Oh?" Chen Hua raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but stare slightly. Then he took a breath and closed his eyes tightly. An invisible mental force spread out from his body, and he carefully looked into the quiet room where Hu Ling'er was in seclusion upstairs.

Soon, his face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but open his eyes and frowned a little tighter.

"Immortal Lord, how about it? Is there something wrong with the teacher?" Mo You, who was standing there, couldn't help but ask nervously when he saw this.

Chen Hua frowned and was silent for a moment before he shook his head calmly and turned away: "It's nothing! You can watch here with peace of mind. I'm in the yard next to you. Notify me any time if you have anything."

"Yes!" Although Mo You had some doubts in his heart, he still nodded respectfully.

The figure, like a illusion, disappeared into the living room out of thin air. The next moment he appeared in a martial arts training ground in the courtyard next to him, sitting cross-legged on the smooth ground of the martial arts training ground like crystal jade.

"I absolutely didn't respond wrong! What is that vague breath?" Chen Huan, who had a cold light in his frown, his heart force with his slightly closed eyes spread out, and soon wrapped around the surrounding courtyards. He slowly noticed the faint fluctuation that was vaguely connected to Hu Ling'er's retreat, and followed the fluctuation.

In another palace group filled with the icy atmosphere in the middle of the Ten Thousand Fairies, in a palace hall, a beautiful figure sat quietly on the ice lotus seat. She wore an ice-blue brocade robe, looking over twenties, as cold as ice, and faintly with a holy temperament. The woman looked like a snow goddess.

"Hmm?" The woman in an ice-blue brocade robe with a delicate body slightly shook, frowned and suddenly opened her eyes. A faint blue cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes, causing the void in front of her to stagnate instantly.

A blue figure suddenly appeared in the hall, and it was the blue lady: "Mr. Binglan, what's wrong?"
To be continued...