Xie Zecheng naturally knew what kind of person his mother's son was.
Father Xie had previously wanted his di son to inherit his mantle, and the di son himself wanted to learn martial arts.
He didn't learn anything for a while.
This was also the reason why Xie Zecheng's father brought Xie Zecheng back after learning of his abilities.
But how did her younger brother, who was not even a first level warrior, suddenly become a ninth level warrior?
"Young Master Xie's master? Come to think of it, you should know her. She is the Second Young Mistress of the Ye Residence, the number one Martial Goddess of the Great Jin Dynasty! "When that person mentioned the Second Young Mistress of the Ye Family, he even put his other hand together to form a ten.
The reverence for Ye Shaohua is obvious.
Xie Zecheng stood there in a daze, unable to react for a long time.
He no longer had the face to stay in the Xie Family and wait for the Xie Family to come back and look at him with strange eyes. He left the Ye Family without packing his things.
Three years later.
Ye Shaohua reformed the martial arts of the Great Jin Dynasty.
Advancing from the first rank to the ninth rank was just the beginning.
Above them were Martial Saints, Martial Monarchs, Martial Emperors, Martial Emperors, Martial Gods, and Martial Saints.
Every level had a qualitative change.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that one could topple mountains and overturn seas when they reached the Martial Venerable Realm.
In the past three years, there had been people in the Great Jin Dynasty who had advanced to Martial Monarch. The First Young Master of the Ye Clan and the Second Young Master of the Xie Clan were among them.
As for those who had become disciples of Ye Shaohua and the State Preceptor, there were many who had reached the level of Martial Sage.
Back then, ninth-ranked warriors were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns. Now, ninth-ranked warriors were everywhere.
"What? One thousand taels? " Ye Zhaoyun looked at the merchant in front of her. "I used a bunch of pistols to protect your caravan, and you only offered a thousand taels? Do you think that the assassins of the Assassin Pavilion are cabbages? "
Over the past three years, as the Samurai became stronger, it became more and more difficult to survive in the Assassin Pavilion.
In the past, Ye Zhaoyun, who was incomparably glorious, could only get bodyguards from the Assassin Pavilion to maintain her current lifestyle.
"Pistol?" The businessman looked at Ye Zhaoyun with disdain. "Do you think your pistol is very powerful? Let alone a Martial Emperor, even a Martial Saint is faster than your spear. Hiring a Martial Saint only costs two thousand taels of silver. If it wasn't for the fact that the Valkyrie forbade her subordinates from accepting business, do you think I would have come to you? "
Ye Zhaoyun looked at the businessman. If someone dared to speak to her like this in modern times, that person would definitely not be able to live.
But …
This was not modern, but ancient times!
Ye Zhaoyun truly felt that the world had gone crazy. She used to shock the world with her own weapons and did very well in the military camp.
Now, even a businessman didn't buy his account.
What had happened to this world?
Didn't they not have a single Martial Saint?
Martial Saints were everywhere, and Martial Monarchs and Martial Monarchs were no longer rare. Even the Imperial Advisor's Mansion had someone who had broken through to the Martial God Realm!
Thinking of this, Ye Zhaoyun had to endure it. She smiled at this merchant. Right now, her life in the Assassin Pavilion was the most important.
The Assassin Pavilion, which had once caused a sensation in the dynasty, was now despised by others even for a bodyguard job.
Ye Zhaoyun had thought countless times about how she, a gold-medal assassin, managed to get to where she was today.
"Look! That's the Valkyrie's mother, Mrs. Fang! She has already reached the Martial Lord realm! "For a moment, the people outside squeezed each other, just to catch a glimpse of the epidemic prevention granny.
However, to the left of Mistress Fang's carriage was the Xie Clan's Second Young Master, who was already a Martial Emperor.
On the right was the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, the Imperial Preceptor's most trusted subordinate who had also reached the Martial Monarch Realm.
Although Martial Sages were everywhere now.
But the number of Martial Emperors could be counted on one hand.
Right now, two Martial Emperors were driving the carriage, and the group of people's eyes were still blazing.
Ye Zhaoyun looked at the carriage with the word "Ye" engraved on the curtain at the bottom of the building. She, who had always been arrogant, also felt a deep sense of regret.
Thinking of her previous life in the modern world, she thought that she would do better here than in the modern world, but now she had fallen into such a situation here.
Ye Zhaoyun felt that the modern world was like a dream.
Ye Shaohua, who was playing chess with Xuan Yun, suddenly felt something.
"008, quickly leave the world."
008: [… … Don't be like this, I'm scared.]
This is the first time that Ye Shaohua has been so active.
Just like a child who got a new toy and wanted to experiment with it.
The host wouldn't cause trouble, would he?
Ye Shaohua smiled, "Don't worry, I won't cheat you."
After saying that, Ye Shaohua looked at the person in front of her, "See you later."
Xuan Yun was stunned. He didn't say anything. In the next second, his whole body shook, and then his expression fell into confusion.
After ten seconds, he woke up again, and his expression and face didn't change.
But if you look closely, you will find that there is a slight change in his eyes.
It's exactly the same as Ye Shaohua on the opposite side.
[Ding! Complete the first main task, protect Aunt Fang, the system rewards 2000 points; complete the second main task, do not let the original owner die tragically, the system rewards 3000 points!]
[Ding! The 008 system serves the host, 5000 points have been received, leaving the world!]
Ye Shaohua replied with a smile: "bingo!"
008: […]
Forget it, just pretend not to hear it!
**
When she woke up again, Ye Shaohua found herself sitting at a table with a brush in her hand. There was a piece of white paper on the table. She was very beautiful and neat.
Ye Shaohua stared at the handwriting that didn't look like her own, slightly raised her eyebrows, ancient?
Just thinking.
A group of people came in from outside.
The leader was a middle-aged woman in a purple dress, with a crown on her head.
After seeing Ye Shaohua, she lightly cupped her hands, and then asked, "Great Princess, have you written a policy?"
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