Fang Yan left in a hurry before the cocktail party was over.
After all, he was too lazy to deal with the flattery of those big guys, and he couldn't be late to pick up his sister from school.
That night, Fang Yan and others were sitting in the living room chatting.
Bai Yunrui has been diligent and hard-working since he followed Fang Yan. In addition to practicing according to the techniques given by his master every day, he also serves tea and water and cleans the room.
And Sang Wenxi's cultivation is still stagnant.
After all, earth line cultivation is inherently difficult and slow, and this guy gets sleepy every time he practices, making it extremely inefficient.
"Brother, there will be an exam in a few days. Let's go find our parents after the exam is over!"
Fang Yan nodded when he heard this. He was reborn... and he hadn't visited his parents yet.
It just so happens that this reunion will bring them to Tianzhou, and all the pain in the previous life will turn into a good life.
"Okay, bring your parents over when the time comes."
Fang Miaoxue nodded happily: "Great!"
Sang Wenxi said at the side: "It just so happens that I haven't been back to Jose to see my old man for a while. If you go home, I will go back too!"
"Master, then I... stay and look after the house!"
Bai Yunrui smiled.
Fang Yan nodded and said: "Okay, you have been practicing for a while in the early stage. Let me see your strength and then choose a suitable training method for you. Follow me!"
"Yes, thank you, Master!" Bai Yunrui looked excited.
Afterwards, several people arrived in the courtyard.
The courtyard of Villa No. 30 is very large, with more than an acre of carefully built area, not to mention the wild places adjacent to the mountains.
An open space was chosen. Fang Yan, Fang Miaoxue and Sang Wenxi sat on the stone benches, while Bai Yunrui stood in the open space.
"Punch!" Fang Yan said.
"drink!"
Bai Yunrui punched out. Although the muscles in his arm tensed up and seemed powerful, it had no obvious effect.
Sang Wenxi couldn't help laughing: "That's it? Boy, you can't do it!"
Although Bai Yunrui was unwilling to hear this, his face was still a little disappointed.
After all, his strength seemed to be very weak since he was a child. Even if he exercised and kept fit for a long time and developed a muscular body, he was still too weak.
Fang Yan couldn't help but was slightly stunned, pointing to a thick tree nearby and said: "Ruizi, try running and punching, the target is that tree!"
Bai Yunrui nodded and ran quickly. Regardless of the pain, he raised his fist and hit the tree!
Even the treetops and leaves were motionless.
"Hahaha, you are so stupid, Ruizi, why are you so weak?" Sang Wenxi laughed.
Bai Yunrui was unhappy at first. Hearing this, he glared at Sang Wenxi: "bastard, are you strong?"
"Fuck, you didn't tell me what you said, you're not honest!" Sang Wenxi stood up and said angrily.
Fang Yan rolled his eyes at him: "You deserve it, who asked you to make fun of him?"
"What I said is the truth!"
Fang Yan smiled: "Not necessarily, Ruizi, keep punching. If I don't tell you to stop, just keep punching!"
"Yes, Master!"
Bai Yunrui was also anxious and punched the tree trunk one after another with his fist.
The result is the same, motionless!
But soon, as Bai Yunrui punched, his arms moved faster and faster, and finally they became like phantoms.
His fist hit the tree trunk, and the skin burst out with blood.
"Damn it, this kid is crazy, doesn't it hurt?" Sang Wenxi said with wide eyes.
Fang Yan nodded and smiled: "Sure enough, there is some potential."
"What? Outlaw potential?"
Then, Fang Yan called to stop, and Bai Yunrui was sweating profusely and panting heavily. His fists were bloody and bloody, and blood was still dripping down.
Fang Miaoxue was so frightened that her face turned pale: "Brother, Brother Rui's hands... are all broken!"
Fang Yan nodded: "What do cultivators have to fear from this little injury? Ruizi, how did you feel just now?"
Bai Yunrui thought for a while: "Master, my disciple didn't think too much. He just wanted to fight. The more he wanted to fight, the faster he hit. He didn't even care about the pain."
"This is your talent, Ruizi. You are a typical speed cultivator, also called a body cultivator."
"Shenfa cultivator?"
"Yes, the characteristic of this kind of cultivator is that it is extremely fast, which is used to cover up its weakness of lack of strength. In the later stage of cultivation, it can be compared to the speed of the wind, and its offense and defense are like afterimages!"
Hearing this, Sang Wenxi took a breath: "Fang Yan, is Ruizi stronger than me? What's the strongest physique?"
Fang Yan shook his head and smiled: "With all the checks and balances, which one is the strongest? Practice with peace of mind, the earth veins have their own strength."
Sang Wenxi lowered his head and scratched the back of his head: "Why do I feel so weak..."
Later, Fang Yan passed on a skill called "Li Feng Jue" to Bai Yunrui.
Bai Yunrui listened carefully and pondered at the same time. He quickly understood the method of cultivation and immediately knelt down on his knees.
"Thank you Master for teaching me the Dharma!"
Fang Yan nodded: "Get up, this is an opportunity for you and me. It's been a good time to practice, but there will be drastic changes soon."
"Yes, Master!"
At this time, Fang Miaoxue walked up to Fang Yan: "Brother, I... I also want to learn."
Although she had never believed in this before, Fang Miaoxue immediately became interested after seeing how powerful her brother was, knowing that he was Master Fang, and now watching Bai Yunrui practice vigorously.
Fang Yan smiled and touched his sister's head: "Girl, why don't you teach me? But now is not the time. Your system's flaws are slowly changing. I will teach you everything I have learned."
Fang Miaoxue smiled, her little face full of happiness.
"Brother, you are so kind."
Late at night, after several people fell asleep, Fang Yan walked to the yard alone.
"Array up!"
Suddenly, the breeze ruffled the courtyard of Villa No. 30, bringing up bursts of white mist. In the mist, tall green trees and red flowers were faintly visible, just like a fairyland.
"Before building the five-pole array, it is most appropriate to use this four-image array as a transition!"
Feeling the aura around him, Fang Yan nodded slowly.
Then he took out the python skin from the python.
"Just enough time to refine the bag today!"
I saw his palms shaking slightly, pointing to the sky, and silently reciting the magic formula in his mouth. The python skin seemed to have life, floating in the space.
Under the moonlight, the python's scales shine with moist silver light. When dancing, it is like a giant python reborn, meandering under the night.
For a moment, the giant python curled up, wrapping around itself and slowly shrinking.
Fang Yan exhaled softly, turned his palms up, and suddenly opened his eyes.
"Condensation!"
Wrapped in spiritual energy, the giant python transformed into a small snake, and then became no bigger than the size of a hand, slowly falling down.
When a seemingly ordinary snakeskin bag landed in the palm of his hand, Fang Yan nodded slowly.
Then he held the python bag in his hand and rushed forward. He saw a strong wind blowing in the courtyard, and the loess, sand and gravel were all swept away by the strong wind.
The next moment, the strong wind penetrated into the python bag one after another. Although it was no more than the size of a hand, everything poured in and encompassed thousands of things.
A must-have item for high-level monks in the world of cultivation...
Take the bag and make it!
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After practicing until early morning, Fang Yan slowly opened his eyes.
Now that I have touched the cultivation level of the later stage of foundation building, I may be able to break through in the near future.
Thinking of this, Fang Yan was secretly excited. If he had the cultivation level in the late stage of foundation building, he might be able to go to the Cold Cave to get the flowing fire with the help of the fire-bending technique in "The Art of Smoke".
With real fire, he can refine real elixirs.
For him, that time was the real starting point for his cultivation. As for building the foundation... it might be an untouchable height for others, but for him it was just the preparation before cultivation.
Just as he was about to stand up, Fang Yan thought and frowned slightly.
So early... someone actually came to Villa No. 30?
His spiritual thoughts swept across the surrounding area, and he smiled helplessly. It was Su Waner... what was she here for?
At this time, the weather was getting colder. In front of the big iron gate of Villa No. 30, Su Waner was wearing a white coat and a light yellow thread hat. Her long hair fell on her shoulders, making her look like a girl next door.
But when she saw the scenery in the villa, she couldn't help but look surprised.
Why is it so early in the morning that the place is shrouded in mist, with rockeries and green trees vaguely visible in the mist, just like a fairyland in a TV series.
Just as I was about to press the doorbell, I heard a voice.