Chapter nine hundred and forty-ninth farewell, do not send
Ye Fan tried to break through the eight-fold limit, but failed because of Dong Yuejun's interruption.
However, he was not angry.
Because he has already touched the threshold of eight times the limit, the breakthrough is only a recent event, and it makes no difference whether it is a few days earlier or a few days later.
The only thing that made Ye Fan feel sore was the more than a thousand drops of Wuyuan Spirit.
What's more, he was only allowed to temper the muscle cells in his upper body.
According to this ratio, the muscle cells of the lower body must consume at least more than a thousand drops!
Moreover, physical training includes muscles, bones, and meridians.
The muscles are only halfway through now. Next, the bones and meridians are tempered, which requires more Wuyuan Spirit!
When he thought of this, Ye Fan became angry.
He walked out of the room and picked up Lin Xuanyi from the money pit on the ground. "Lin Xuanyi, what's going on with you? Are you having fun playing with me?"
"Am I kidding you?" Lin Xuanyi calmed down a little at this time, but was asked by Mark inexplicably.
"Didn't you say that to temper muscles, you only need a hundred drops of Wuyuan Spirit? I used a full... two bottles, and it was just... just enough!"
Ye Fan didn't tell the whole story, otherwise he would have scared Lin Xuanyi to death.
Even so, Lin Xuanyi was still so shocked that his eyes widened.
"You...have used up both bottles?"
"Well, I'm done." Ye Fan nodded, "I just tempered my muscles!"
"That's it..." Lin Xuanyi's breathing quickened and he gritted his teeth and said, "You, do you know? The more the spirit of Wuyuan is used, the more terrifying the warrior's physical talent is!
You used two bottles just to temper your muscle tissue, which is almost on par with the master of the Blood Demon Sect!"
"Master of the Blood Demon Sect?" Ye Fan was stunned, "How do you know?"
"Of course my grandma said it!" Lin Xuanyi's breathing was very heavy, and his jealousy was beyond words, "Ye Fan, I didn't expect that your physical talent is so high!"
"In other words, the higher the physical talent, the more Wuyuan Spirit is consumed?" Ye Fan put Lin Xuanyi on the chair and asked in a low voice.
"Not bad!" Lin Xuanyi nodded and said in a deep voice: "I originally thought that one hundred and fifty drops for muscle tempering would be your limit! You know, my grandma only used one hundred and thirty drops!"
"What about you?" Ye Fan asked.
"According to my grandma's estimation, it's almost the same amount." Lin Xuanyi answered truthfully.
"Really? It turns out that the gap between us is so big!" Ye Fan suddenly smiled, poured a cup of tea for Lin Xuanyi, and laughed: "Brother Lin, come on, let's drink a cup of tea first to calm down!"
"Ye Fan, don't get close to me, you have used up all my Wuyuan Spirit!" Lin Xuanyi is not an idiot, so he can naturally see the purpose of Ye Fan being so polite.
"Senior Shen's side..."
"My grandma's treasure has basically been exhausted! Ye Fan, I advise you to give up!" Lin Xuanyi replied, feeling envious and jealous at the same time.
"Okay." Ye Fan's expression changed and he shouted in a low voice: "Lin Xuanyi, if you have nothing to do, go back first. Xiaojun and I have something to say!"
Lin Xuanyi was stunned.
Damn, are you a dog? Your face changes so quickly?
"Don't you understand? Hurry up and go, your grandma is calling you to go back for dinner!"
Ye Fan picked up Lin Xuanyi expressionlessly and threw him out of the courtyard.
Lin Xuanyi took more than ten steps back before steadying himself. When he looked up, the courtyard door slammed shut with a loud bang.
"Neuropathy!"
Lin Xuanyi gritted his teeth and angrily turned back to his yard.
Ye Fan walked back to the living room, sat on a chair and pondered Lin Xuanyi's words.
The leader of the Blood Demon Sect would not lie to himself about the fact that he spent two hundred drops of Wuyuan Spirit to temper his muscles.
If even prodigies like the Blood Demon Sect only consume 200 drops of Wuyuan Spirit, then what does it mean that I only tempered half of my body with 1,200 drops?
Is it possible that my physical talent is really ten times more evil than those geniuses?
No, no, even if he is awesome, the talent of the leader of the Blood Demon Sect is not for nothing, otherwise why would he be in this position?
"The Spirit of Wuyuan tempers the muscles, mainly based on the cell capacity in the muscle. The stronger the cells, the more Spirit of Wuyuan is absorbed. This is a process from quantitative change to qualitative change!
My cultivation methods are different from those of the Blood Demon Sect. I only start tempering with the spirit of Wu Yuan after my body development has reached its peak.
If I guess correctly, the reason why I need to consume so much Wuyuan Spirit is not only because of my high physical limit, but also has a lot to do with my physical development!"
The warriors in this world mainly practice Qi.
Almost every sect has a systematic method of controlling Qi.
In the world before Ye Fan, there was a huge shortage of air control techniques, and warriors relied almost entirely on martial arts for their training!
Throughout Ye Fan's fight, the Crafty Eagle Qi Technique could only barely sustain his practice. On the contrary, the special skills of "The Crafty Eagle Devouring God" were used very frequently.
After he came to this world, he obtained a complete set of the Eagle Qi Technique, which allowed the Qi energy to completely penetrate the twelve main meridians of the body!
If the Qi Control method is about internal cultivation, then Ye Fan's "The Eagle Eats God" is about external cultivation!
Today, Ye Fan has reached a state of perfection both internally and externally, which is beyond the reach of warriors in this world!
In this way, it is reasonable that he consumes much more Wuyuan Spirit than the warriors in this world.
But, no matter how much there is, there is a limit, right?
Ye Fan has used more than 1,200 drops now. It is estimated that if he uses less on the lower body, he will need a thousand drops.
The leader of the Blood Demon Sect tempered his body muscles with only two hundred drops, which was almost one-tenth of Ye Fan's.
This is too different!
"It seems that I am not only a martial arts genius who is rare in a hundred years, but also a martial arts demon who can only be seen in thousands of years! Hehehe..."
Dong Yuejun saw Ye Fan sitting on the chair with his head lowered. His expression was solemn for a while, relieved for a while, and in the end he grinned and snickered, with a very wretched expression.
"Ahem, Ye Fan, what are you thinking about?" Dong Yuejun smiled bitterly, walked to him, and gently pulled his sleeve, "Xuan Yi brought dinner over, let's eat together!"
"OK!"
Ye Fan was in a good mood and dragged Dong Yuejun to the dining table and sat down.
After the two had dinner, they went to Lin Xuanyi's courtyard to say hello to Shen Biqiong, saying frankly that they were ready to leave Tianshan Palace.
"Leaving in such a hurry?" Shen Biqiong was slightly startled.
Lin Xuanyi also echoed, "Grandma, grandpa has always been unhappy with me staying in the Blood Demon Sect for too long. Since my blood poison has been cured, it would be better to go back as soon as possible!"
Shen Biqiong frowned and whispered: "Xuan Yi, the Tianshan Palace is rich in spiritual resources. I suggest you break through four times the limit before leaving."
She has asked Liu Suyang to return to the main sect to collect the Wuyuan Spirit. The Wuyuan Heart in Tianshan Palace should still be able to last for another year or two.
If Lin Xuanyi stays here, he will be able to break through in less than a month. If he returns to the outside world, he may not be able to break through this year.
Shen Biqiong has her own considerations.
She and Yu Feng are in the stage of cooperation, and it is a pity that the spiritual source of Tianshan Secret Realm is not used.
Although with Shen Biqiong's status, it is not impossible to take Lin Xuanyi to other secret realms of the Blood Demon Sect, but there is no need to waste another favor.
Lin Xuanyi shook his head and said with a smile: "Grandma, you have also said that it is best not for a martial artist to habitually rely on abundant spiritual sources for cultivation, as this will affect the toughness of the martial arts.
Look at Ye Fan, he has never practiced in a secret realm, but he still makes such rapid progress.
This is not only because of his martial arts talent, but also because of his strong martial arts skills, which means constant fighting!
I have thought about it, when I go back this time, I will travel around our Chinese mountains and rivers and challenge the rising stars of the hidden ancient tribes in various places.
I want to be like Ye Fan and become a warrior who cultivates by fighting!"
Shen Biqiong nodded gently.
Sun Tzu is right, the effect of stimulating breakthroughs through combat is far more useful than absorbing spiritual sources.
If a warrior does not fight, how can he be called a warrior?
"That's fine, then you can go back with Ye Fan." Shen Biqiong sighed and looked at Ye Fan: "Mr. Ye, from now on Xuan Yi will be in Binhai, please take care of me..."
"It's hard to take care of him. The warrior's path is his own choice. No matter what he does, he should bear the consequences himself."
Ye Fan shook his head and smiled: "Lin Xuanyi is too far behind the times. Does Senior Shen still want to watch him fall behind?"
Shen Biqiong was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Mr. Ye, I know why Xuan Yi said those words.
Well, I don’t ask you to take care of him. I just hope that when Xuan Yi is in trouble, you can lend a helping hand and save his life! If you are in trouble in the future, I will do the same!"
Even though Shen Biqiong had not been in contact with Ye Fan for a long time, she could tell that Ye Fan was not the kind of person who was an outsider.
He has many fetters in martial arts. Sometimes these fetters can become obstacles to martial arts, but they can also become the greatest motivation for martial arts advancement.
Ye Fan belongs to the latter!
"Haha, okay!" Ye Fan said with a smile, "Okay, I won't say much more. It's not too late now, so the three of us will say goodbye!"
"Well, go slow." Shen Biqiong nodded, got up and sent Ye Fan and the others away.
Lin Xuanyi and Shen Biqiong made a special trip to Tianshan Palace to thank Yu Feng and others.
Yu Feng suffered a big loss this time, and Wu Yuan's heart was almost broken. How could he still think about keeping Lin Xuanyi here? He wished he could get out of here.
Seeing that her grandson was gone, Shen Biqiong did not stay, and was going to other branch halls to borrow some Wuyuan spirits to appease Yu Feng's dissatisfaction.
At the gate of Tianshan Temple, Qi Yang led the law enforcement team to patrol back and forth. When he saw Ye Fan and the others coming down the mountain, he snorted coldly.
Ye Fan stopped and turned to look at Qi Yang: "The surname is Qi Feicai. Your mother and your grandfather have returned to the main sect. Did you say when they will come back?"
"It's none of your business!" Qi Yang shouted through gritted teeth: "If you want to leave, just leave. What the hell are you talking about?"
"Tsk, tsk, that's right. What can I say to a loser like you?"
Ye Fan raised his middle finger and shook it, grinning.
"Give me a message to your mother and your grandfather. Tell them that I have hidden the things they want in the Tianshan Palace. I made a joke to them last time. I hope they don't mind!"
"Huh?" Qi Yang was stunned, "Ye Fan, do you think it's true?"
"Believe it or not, I have no intention of enmity with Elder Qi. Okay, that's it, grandpa will leave first, grandson, you can patrol slowly!"
After saying that, Ye Fan pulled Dong Yuejun and walked down the gate of Tianshan Palace in a swagger.