() Tianjian Gate, in the back mountain of the outer gate, a Qi training disciple had already fallen to the ground, but was still being beaten by a fellow disciple. There were still many people around him cheering. The beaten disciple's body gradually became stiff. Suddenly, a small and extreme light spot rushed from the sky and flew into the eyebrows of the beaten disciple without anyone seeing it.

In a daze, Zhao Tong opened her eyes, "Why are there so many people? Didn't I fall below the cliff?"

One foot stepped on his thigh, and Zhao Tong screamed in pain. An arrogant face appeared in Zhao Tong's vision, "Baoshi, you are lucky. I will train you next time. Remember, you are no longer the you used to be. Don't pretend to be noble in front of the uncle. When you see me, you have to scream nicely and serve me well."

Zhao Tong had never suffered such grievances. The other party spitted around and sprayed him with a look. Zhao Tong kicked his other leg hard. He felt a hot current flowing from his head and flowing into his legs, and the strength on his legs immediately increased exponentially.

The other party didn't expect that this kid who was originally dying could fight back. He was kicked right away and almost fell down, half of his legs were numb.

Zhao Tong jumped up after a scattered fish. He felt two airflows interacting on his dantian and his head, and his whole body was extremely comfortable. Many memories began to appear in his mind. He was stunned here. After analyzing some of the information, he came to a shocking conclusion, "He traveled through time."

Suddenly, a fist hit his stomach hard. The true energy on the fist was biting cold. Zhao Tong bent down in pain. The other party raised his leg and was about to kick Zhao Tong in the head. Suddenly, a crisp female voice came, "Outer disciples are strictly prohibited from fighting. Yang Ming, what are you doing?"

The man glanced at the woman talking, and the flesh on his face jumped twice, and a "hum" sounded, "Let's go." Several young followers immediately followed. A boy also vomited a mouthful of phlegm when he passed by. Although his stomach was still very painful, Zhao Tong, who was obsessed with cleanliness, was almost vomited out because of disgust.

The woman glanced at Zhao Tong who was falling to the ground, shook her head, and left silently.

Zhao Tong was gasping heavily, and after the true qi in his body was constantly harmonized, the cold qi that invaded his body was finally discharged from his body.

He looked down at the mountain and the agile figure of the woman had already sank into the dense forest.

Zhao Tong began to sort out the chaotic memories in his mind, "It turns out that this is the case. My family-born jade pendant turned out to be a treasure. He took me from the earth to this world. The owner of this body is Ye Fan. He should have been beaten to death by the other party during the fight, and I happened to travel through time. I believe that the boy named Yang Ming is also wondering why he was not beaten to death and can fight back. I remember the spitting guy, it seems that he is called Liu Feng. When I become stronger, I will clean up all of you." Thinking of this, he angrily threw away the coat that was sticking to the phlegm.

Zhao Tong began to search for all the memories about Ye Fan, Ye Fan, the Five Elements Spiritual Root, the Fourth Level of Qi Training, and the disciple of the outer sect of the Tianjian Sect. Although the spiritual root is average, it is a pure Yang body. He can practice swordsmanship in the early stage of Qi Training, and there are few opponents in the same level. Yang Ming was defeated by Ye Fan many times. Later, Ye Fan was injured in a hunting monster, damaged his meridians, and his cultivation level was stagnant, and he could no longer use swordsmanship.

Since Ye Fan was injured, his original friends began to leave him one after another. The woman who had just saved him was one of the past. Those disciples who had lost to him have bullied Ye Fan a lot in the past two years. Ye Fan defeated them upright, but now they rely on their high cultivation level to find trouble to bully others. Countless memories of being humiliated fists flipped in Zhao Tong's mind. He clenched his fists, "Since I have encountered this world, I will use the name of this body from now on. From then on, I will be Ye Fan and Ye Fan is me. I will take this hatred for those who have bullied me."

In addition to his two-life memory, there is also some information that attracted his attention, "Pure Yang Immortal Palace, also known as the Realm Pearl, absorbs the pure Yang energy of heaven and earth, nurtures all things, and opens up the world."

"I,,, can I be more awesome? The Chunyang Immortal Palace is my jade pendant?" Just as I thought of this, Ye Fan appeared in another place. The area is very small, just the size of a house, with a stone tablet in the middle that looks like a boundary monument.

Another message came from Ye Fan's mind, "Touch the mansion with one hand?"

Ye Fan almost subconsciously walked over and touched the boundary marker with one hand.

He felt that the Pure Yang Immortal Palace seemed to be completely integrated into his body, and a stream of air flowed out of the Immortal Palace, flowed into his brain through the Niwan Palace, and into his body. Then he actually lost consciousness.

When Ye Fan woke up, he found that it was already dark. In the back mountain of this wilderness, he had not been attacked by wild beasts. It was a blessing. Why did he faint? Ye Fan looked inside his body and found that the meridians that he thought could never be recovered were cured. This was an unexpected surprise. "Was this immortal palace cured my meridians when I was in a coma, it must be like this."

Ye Fan rushed back to his cave, but he was afraid that something would happen again.

When he arrived in the cave, Ye Fan immediately put down all the restrictions, then sat cross-legged, and began to think about other information about the Immortal Palace.

During the Qi training period, the Immortal Palace has the function of reducing the time to plant spiritual herbs ten times. "No?" He found that there was only this function, and Ye Fan was a little disappointed. In fact, this function alone was quite amazing. "As the cultivation level is advanced, the functions of the Immortal Palace will gradually be unblocked? This is not a game," After complaining for a few words, Ye Fan began to think about how to make good use of the Immortal Palace.

The outer disciples would give some seeds of spiritual medicine. The immortal sect encouraged the disciples to plant spiritual herbs in the cave and outside the cave. It turned out that Mr. Ye, who had outstanding swordsmanship, certainly did not bother to do the work of these gardeners, so they were still kept.

Ye Fan first put the seeds into the Immortal Palace. The storage and withdrawal of items is similar to the storage bag. The difference is that there is no need to input true qi.

Then Ye Fan meditated according to the method of entering the Immortal Palace in the information, and indeed entered the Immortal Palace again. This time he entered, he found that the mansion was gone, and entering this place was not his original body, but his soul body. This was the first time he could feel his soul body. He looked inside and found that it was a human-shaped energy body. He squatted down and touched the ground. The touch was no different from the original body.

He asked the Immortal Palace to plant these seeds automatically. The Immortal Palace has a limited area and planted exactly a hundred of them. These are the ten-year-old spiritual herbs, which are the main medicines for refining the small Peiyuan Pill. When you arrive at the alchemy room, you can exchange for five small Peiyuan Pills. One hundred spiritual herbs are five hundred small Peiyuan Pills. Just thinking about it makes me feel excited, but unfortunately I have to wait for a year.

Now that the ability of the Immortal Palace has been developed, Ye Fan began to focus on his own cultivation issues. The skill he practiced was Ruijin Jue. He had already practiced to the fourth level of Qi training and also learned a sword technique. Sword Qi Jue, a total of six levels. Before being injured, he had already practiced to the fourth level of sword energy. It is indeed the most suitable state of pure yang body for practicing sword energy. Because in general, only the ninth level of Qi training can be cultivated to the state of sword energy release. This is not a question of whether it can be done or not, but a question of whether it can be done. Most people's meridians do not have the toughness of Qi training when they practice Qi training, so they cannot withstand such sharp impacts of sword energy. You must know that the sword energy is produced from the Dantian and must be transported to the sword weapon through the meridians when used. The pure yang body is naturally tougher than ordinary people. Not only that, but also the ability to increase sword energy.

Although Ye Fan's meridians have been cured, he is afraid that there will be any hidden dangers. He dare not use the sword energy easily, for fear of damage to the meridians again, so he decided to go to the uncle who tested the spiritual root to hand over the spirit stone for examination.

Ye Fan counted the spirit stones in the storage bag. There were only twelve lower-grade spirit stones, but ten spirit stones were needed to check. He gritted his teeth and was worth it in order to practice with confidence. However, at this time, the test hall should be closed and he had to wait for tomorrow.

That night, Ye Fan was completely struggling in the chaotic two-life memories. It was not until the next morning that he sorted out all the memories clearly, and finally stopped interweaving and confusing each other.

After waiting for this night, the test hall should be open. Ye Fan walked out of the cave, worried about meeting those grandsons who bullied him, so he hid and came to the place where the test spirit roots were tested. He remembered the aggrievances along the way, "You bastards, you are waiting," he arrived at the door and walked in directly.

An old man sat cross-legged behind the table and found a disciple walking in, opening his eyes, "Test the spiritual roots, 10 spirit stones."

Ye Fan said, "You ask uncle to help me check the meridians to see if you can practice sword skills now."

The old man said, "All 10 spirit stones are included."

Ye Fan took out 10 spirit stones and placed them on the table, "stretched out his right hand." The old man said.

When the old man grabbed Ye Fan's right hand, Ye Fan felt a trace of air flowing into his body through the meridians on his wrist and entering various meridians. When the air flow walked through all the meridians, the old man said, "The body is pure yang, the meridians are unobstructed, and the toughness is already the best in the same level, and you can practice swordsmanship." Hearing this, Ye Fan smiled.

The old man looked at Ye Fan and said, "Put your hand on the table."

Ye Fan put his hand on, and the landscape map on the table immediately lit up five se lights. The old man looked at it for a while and said, "What a wonder. Why don't I remember your disciple's magical five elements spiritual root?"

Ye Fan asked, "Uncle Master, is there anything wrong with it?"

"Your five elements spiritual roots are all medium-grade, and they are even to a completely consistent state. It is really rare and rare."

Ye Fan knew that only one of his original five elements spiritual roots was of medium grade, and the other spiritual roots were all low grades. Unexpectedly, they all turned into medium grades now, which must be the reason for the Immortal Palace.

The old man asked again, "What kind of exercises do you practice?"

"Ruijin Jue."

"Well, with your spiritual roots, there is a better choice, that is..."

Ye Fan hurriedly asked, "What is it?"

"There is a book on the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion. People with uniform five elements can practice, but it is much more difficult to practice than ordinary practice. This book is a practice of both the five elements. I think you have a unique spiritual root. I will give you a suggestion and you need to consider it yourself." After saying that, the old man closed his eyes again.

"Five Elements Ao"?" Ye Fan thanked the uncle and walked outside while thinking.

As soon as Ye Fan left, the old man opened his eyes. His eyes were different from the indifference just now. He was now full of excitement. "He turned out to be a person with uniform five elements. I thought I had no chance of that secret palace, but I didn't expect that this person was given to him. Ye Fan, ha, I have to keep an eye on this junior in the Qi training stage."

Not long after Ye Fan walked on the street, he saw a familiar figure walking towards the outer mountain. Isn’t it Liu Feng?

Ye Fan's meridians are now worry-free. Although he only has the fourth level of Qi training, Liu Feng has already the fifth level of Qi training. The combination of swordsmanship and true qi can completely deal with this kid across the level.

Ye Fan smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, preparing to follow him and go to a place where no one is going to get back the bullied place in the past two years.

The two of them left the mountain gate one after another, entered the back mountain, and then walked into the dense forest. Ye Fan laughed a few times, "The waste stopped, grandpa, I'm here to collect the bill."

Liu Feng, who was originally smiling on his face and didn't know what good things he was thinking, was stunned and stopped. When he turned around, he saw that it was Ye Fan, and then smiled again, "I think he is, you, you are a waste, how about it? He was itchy after not being cleaned up for a day."

Ye Fan could not wait any longer. He took out the primary sword weapon from the storage bag and rushed directly. The sword energy and true energy were combined together and entered into this sword weapon that specializes in practicing sword skills. A sword roar sounded, which scared the other party. Ye Fan could use sword skills again? Looking at the sword weapon getting closer and closer, Liu Feng hurriedly took out the magic weapon crossbar and then desperately input the true energy.

With a "date," Liu Feng failed to grasp the magic weapon in his hand and was actually knocked off. He was panicked in his eyes and turned around and wanted to escape.

Ye Fan was not willing to let the other party escape. He held the sword body with both hands, and the true energy in his body churned. A trace of sword energy rushed into the meridians through the method and was input into the sword weapon. A sword energy was emitted from the sword body, and a "puff," pierced Liu Feng's left leg.

Liu Feng snorted in pain and fell to the ground, saying in disbelief, "You, can you actually release the sword energy?"

Ye Fan was not in a hurry to clean up the meat on the board, and slowly said as he walked, "I'll have already released the sword energy, but I wanted to keep some backhand at that time. Now grandpa, I don't think that is necessary."

The expression on Liu Feng's face became more and more entangled, fearful and helpless. Ye Fan pointed at the other party with the tip of his sword, "Do you want grandpa, I'll let you go?"

"I think, I think, of course." Liu Feng said with a smile.

"Put one hundred mouths first."

I thought the other party would have to be a man, but I didn't expect that the other party simply twitched his mouth, and made a fucking sound, and even said, "I don't know Lingshan, I'm not a human being, I deserve to die."

Ye Fan started to look at it and felt a little interesting. After a while, he felt bored.

Ye Fan wanted to spit on the other person's face, but when he thought that his saliva was so precious that he could not dirty the phlegm, he spitted on this guy's clothes and felt much more comfortable immediately, "Stop."

Liu Feng looked at the other party in surprise, thinking that he wanted to spare me?

Since Ye Fan traveled to this world, he has been very angry. How could he let go of this guy who made him most disgusting?

His face turned into yin and anger, rushed up, using both fists and feet, and for a while, Liu Feng cried and called his mother. This boy knew that Ye Fan was powerful, and he didn't even dare to resist. After a while, Ye Fan finally relieved the depression of the memories in his heart. Ye Fan said, "Take the storage bag or something. I remember that you had blackmailed more than 30 spirit stones from me, and now you multiplied them by ten to return them to me."

"Ah," Liu Feng almost fainted. He only had this little property in total. In this way, wouldn't he become a pauper?

Ye Fan snatched the other party's storage bag and searched it. Although there was nothing good, the total value was more than a hundred spirit stones. With that magic weapon, the total value was barely enough for 300 yuan.

I took all the things into my storage bag, "I remember that after you searched my finances, you said that you could save my life and earn spirit stones for you. Now I don't give you all this, and I left you a storage bag and two spirit stones. I am kind and righteous enough."

"Benevolence, absolutely benevolence and righteousness." Liu Feng quickly picked up the storage bag that Ye Fan threw on the ground and said with a smile.

"roll."

Liu Feng climbed up from the ground and limped towards the sect. Ye Fan looked at the holes gradually exposed on his clothes on his butt as he ran, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. This was something he quietly tore off when he hit Liu Feng.

Liu Feng hurried back to the outer gate and ran all the way to the cave.

While running, he found that the passers-by looked at him incorrectly. Wasn’t it just because he was injured? Every day, injured cultivators returned from outside the door and made a fuss! No, why are these people laughing? They are still not humans, um? Why do you feel a little chilling on your butt?
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