The strongest bear system in history

Chapter 693

August 15th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

This is a day when the whole family gathers together. Tianxuan City is filled with an atmosphere of celebration, but for some people who cannot get together, this is a rather troublesome festival.

In the best teahouse in Tianxuan City, Ye Qingshan, dressed in Tsing Yi, looks pale at the moment, which is a sign of insufficient blood. Although with the help of ancestral blood, Ye Qingshan's body has become stronger, but for more than half a year The previous death still severely weakened the blood in Ye Qingshan's body, and it would take a long time to make up for the damaged blood.

The pace is also a bit stiff, which means that Ye Qingshan can't control his body and his control of power is out of balance.

There is no way, three weeks can change a person’s habit, and half a year is enough to change a person’s behavior pattern. For a creature with terrifying talent like Ye Qingshan, it is difficult to change a habit, but want to learn a habit. It's very simple.

Not controlling his body for a long time, coupled with the significant changes in his body, so that Ye Qingshan, who had just walked out of Tianzi No.1 room, was extremely stiff at this moment.

Most of the year ago, Ye Qingshan's body only completed two ancestral blood tempering. Although his physical fitness surpassed the second-rate magic weapon at that time, he was still far away from the first-class magic weapon.

And now, 52% of the ancestral blood activation rate means that Ye Qingshan has completed five times of ancestral blood tempering. Although he still has not reached the level of the first-class magic weapon, Ye Qingshan can feel that his body already has it at this moment. Some features of the first-class magic weapon.

Ye Qingshan guessed that after he completed the sixth ancestral blood tempering, his physical fitness would reach the level of a real first-class magic weapon. By then, he would be breaking through the Nine Turns Golden Body Finals. With the foundation laid before, Ye Qingshan Just after breaking through to the level of the Great Demon King, he will have the strength close to the level of the top Demon King!

According to this development, the eighth-level Nine-Ranking Golden Body will have the ability to crush the top Demon King, and the nine-level Nine-Ranking Golden Body will give itself the qualification to break the wrist with the Demon Saint level.

And when he reached the tenth level of his rank nine golden body decision, the power of ancestral blood would be completely integrated into Ye Qingshan's body. At that time, Ye Qingshan believed that even at the level of the demon saint, he was absolutely invincible!

Ye Qingshan has already thought about the road for the future. These five months seem to be a waste of time, but in fact, for Ye Qingshan, is it not a refinement of the soul?

What you need to do in your practice is not only to work hard to become stronger, but occasionally find time to sort out your previous experience and think about the future path. This is a matter of profit and no harm.

But Ye Qingshan didn't expect that as soon as he came out of retreat, he would meet August 15th.

This makes Ye Qingshan feel very upset. August 15 is the day when the whole family reunite. One family gathers together to admire the moon, eat moon cakes, try word puzzles, and drink sweet-scented osmanthus wine. This is the custom of the Mid-Autumn Festival for thousands of years. Ye Qingshan couldn't help but subconsciously think of his family and friends.

Three hundred years have passed, where are they now?Are they doing well now?Ye Qingshan didn't know, at this moment, his heart was upset!

Near the window, Ye Qingshan ordered a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, which is said to be brewed from Xiangui petals. The taste is mellow, sweet and sour, with a very strong sweet-scented osmanthus aroma. It is a rare good product.

In addition, Ye Qingshan also ordered points snacks, quietly watching the noisy world outside the window at the top of the teahouse.

After all, it is one of the three major festivals. Tianxuan City, a large city with a population of tens of millions, is more lively than Ye Qingshan had previously imagined.

On the wide street, the adults were holding their children. Although crowded, happy smiles filled each other's faces. Although it was not night, the beautiful lanterns were lit on both sides of the street.

There was a shy young couple leaning against each other, leaning against each other to guess the word puzzle.

There is an old man with a wrinkled smile on his face. He usually has to bargain when buying vegetables. At this moment, he proudly buys sweets for his naked grandson.

This is the Mid-Autumn Festival, a festival where everyone’s faces are full of smiles. There is nothing more pleasant than a family gathering together. The unique implicitness of Orientals makes them seldom take the initiative to express their feelings. Even if I really want to see my children and grandchildren, I still warn the other party to put work first, and it's good to be at home alone.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is the best holiday for these old people to express their emotions.

Just looking at this street filled with family love and laughter, Ye Qingshan felt inexplicably panicked, as if he was incompatible with the surrounding environment.

On the street, in the teahouse, among the laughter, I was the only one sitting at the table drinking alone.

This made Ye Qingshan's heart become irritable and even felt depressed and depressed. The lonely demon jumped out and let out a harsh grin at Ye Qingshan!

The moon cakes and snacks on the table, their delicate appearance and delicious indentation, are now in their mouths like chewing wax, drinking the cup of sweet-scented osmanthus wine in one sip, Ye Qingshan left to this teahouse full of laughter and laughter. The stiff back and pale face made Ye Qingshan look a little lonely at the moment.

It doesn't belong to me here, laughter and family reunion, these things full of human beauty, look so dazzling to Ye Qingshan at this moment.

Ye Qingshan didn't want to admit that he was jealous.

Who am I?

He is Ye Qingshan, the ancient fierce beast with the purest blood in this era. With his own blood, he is the ancient fierce warrior who is the king and ancestor of the monster race!

One of his own weapons is enough to buy the entire Tianxuan City, even a demon saint-level boss, does not necessarily have a weapon of this quality.

His potential is endless, as long as he is willing, he is enough to become the world's top powerhouse in a short period of time, a demon saint-level powerhouse deified by hundreds of billions of creatures, to Ye Qingshan, it is just as easy as trying to get something.

How can such a good self be jealous of those ants who can kill a piece of ants with one look?

But facts are facts. Material satisfaction can never fill the vacancy of the soul. This is why Ye Qingshan escapes from the teahouse. It is not the joyful atmosphere in front of him that defeats him, but his own broken heart.

He is jealous of this kind of affection that is easily available in the eyes of ordinary people!

Leaving the teahouse and the noisy street, Ye Qingshan didn't want to wait for a moment with the joyful atmosphere, he was afraid that he would want to destroy everything that he could not control.

It is this kind of sentiment that he is talking about during the festive season, but compared to human beings, Ye Qingshan, who is a fierce beast, thinks more extreme.

This was a longing but resisting emotion, which made Ye Qingshan had to find a quiet place and quietly licked his inner wound.