Getting stronger starts with owning the system

"That thing, on the site of a little idiot, I thought you made her some toys, lest she woke up and complained that I crossed into her space and never opened the door to see." The door curtain, the girl explained.

Yun Fan never expected that between these two very different personalities, they would divide their spheres of influence and fix their own space for activities. He couldn't help but smile, "It really is a new sisterhood."

At this time, Yang Shuxue returned to the room, moving her tired muscles and bones, seeing the door opened on the wall, and pushing it gently, she saw a moist and warm mist blowing over her face. In front of her, she was not inferior to the steaming natural hot spring in the Fuwang Mansion. She squatted by the pool, her slender wrists plunged into the water, and a feeling of comfort spread along her arms, so that her eyebrows were relieved and her body and spirit fatigue Suddenly reduced a lot.

"Cut, Xiao En Xiaohui, do you think I will thank you for this fool?"

Yang Shuxue's mouth was so reluctant and unforgiving, but those pair of Danfeng eyes were melted into a gentle smile by the mist of the hot spring pool.

"Tao Xin Health Care."

In the bedroom, Yun Fan sat cross-legged and read today's task reward, this nine-rank Taoist internal strength secret book.

Before entering the realm of manifestation, the internal skills of various schools and schools can be practiced casually. Although it will cause internal inter-relationships, because the techniques are superficial, they are all basic content and have minimal interference.

Proper conditioning is not a big problem, and the more complicated you learn, the more solid your foundation will be.

Mu Cangxun told him all this.

This mysterious chef can see through Yun Fan's body at a glance. Because of the practice of the military master and the Yin Yang family, two auras that disturb each other appeared, so he stretched out a hand and pressed it on his belly, slightly As soon as you apply force and get into the Qi Jin, you will completely eliminate this worry.

But when you step into the realm of manifestation and condense the heaven and earth vitality in your body into true qi, the skills you need to come into contact with will increase from simple to complex, with depth and difficulty increasing. Then you will need to specialize in the study of one family, one method Go to practice, otherwise the exercises of different schools will interfere with each other, the internal breath will be disordered, and every exercise will have the possibility of getting into trouble, which is extremely dangerous.

Therefore, Yun Fan is only in the early stage of Perception Realm, and he has a few eighth and ninth-grade exercises on his hand.

He read a part of the exercises in his hand in the afternoon, and now he is reading the remaining part.

Immediately sitting on the bed, meditating in concentration, silently recite formulas in the heart, and use Taoist secrets to teach and vomit, absorb the vitality of heaven and earth into the body, and slowly move through the meridians.

This process lasted for an hour and then ended.

Although his realm has not been improved, Yun Fan can clearly feel the increase and strength of his internal interest.

The speed of catalyzing the vitality of the world has also become faster.

Becoming stronger, just in this bit of accumulation.

I don't know if he has excellent talents, Yun Fan found that he was extremely fast no matter what he was practicing, and the eighth-rank cultivation technique was a bit slower.

"No wonder when I was born, there was a mysterious immortal master who let me inherit his mantle and left me with this bluestone ring. With my qualifications, who is not greedy!"

Yun Fan proudly boasted, ready to fall asleep after a brief wash.

He had forgotten the days, and suddenly there was one more thing to worry about.

"It's been a full year so soon, and the day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow."

He felt so deeply in his heart that he decided to close the inn for a day when it came time to put his grief on it.

The sense of joy brought by the practice was instantly diluted by a sorrow.

He missed the inn where his parents often laughed and laughed, and the deceased appeared in his dream.

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Today’s Qingyuan Inn was closed, and Yun Fan changed into clean and white clothes and called Li Weirou out early in the morning.

The autumn rain continued for two days. Not long after it stopped, puddles could be seen everywhere on the street, and the damp water flowed wantonly.

In order to prevent it from raining halfway, he deliberately asked the little girl who smiled sweetly to bring an umbrella.

They first bought ingot candles at the Mingdian in the east of the city, a paper mansion mansion, and a few paper girls with white faces and blushing cheeks. Li Weirou was responsible for holding a bunch of things in their arms. , Followed Yun Fan awkwardly.

"Is there a lot of things I buy, or should I take some?" He stretched out his hand while looking at the girl whose forehead was hidden by the offerings.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Li Weirou said with a strong pouting: "I usually have nowhere to help Afan except for the abacus. Shu Xue can fight and clean the inn. In contrast, I seem to be super It's useless, so let me take this stuff."

Yun Fan smiled slightly, retracted his arm, and walked leisurely behind him.

They left the city gate to the north and walked along the river to the upper reaches of the Jingjiang River. The road was muddy and it was not so easy to walk.

Moreover, during the flood season, the river surface is turbulent, and there is a noticeable rise, as if a mistake is made, people will roll down the embankment into the surging river.

"Right here." Yun Fan found a slightly clean turf and helped Li Weirou put all the worship items on the ground.

Immediately, he knelt on his knees and bowed his head against the rushing Jingjiang water in the preface.

He took out the fire folds, lit the paper ingots and various sacrifices, and murmured:

"Today a year ago, the autumn rain continued for a month, and the river water surged, and there was a danger of breaking down the upstream dike. The adults in the small town and neighboring towns all ran out to repair and strengthen the dike. My parents had an accident at that time. "

Li Weirou lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes, as if she was infected by Yun Fan's sad emotions, listening quietly.

"I was fifteen years old at that time, and I was going to build the dam with my father and mother, but my father kicked it back."

Yun Fan rubbed a certain part of his chest, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "He thinks I just want to be a hero, but my eyebrows keep jumping and I have an unknown premonition. I just want to go with them. I'm afraid of accidents. I am very upset, I am afraid."

He sighed and said: "I knelt down and prayed at home for a long time, and all the gods I knew begged hard, willing to save my life and bless my parents, but the accident still happened... you know what, thousands of people There were three to four hundred corpses brought back. My mother was among these corpses. The moment I heard the news, my eyes went dark, unable to withstand the blow, and fainted to the ground."

He paused, suffocating the tears that were about to shed in his eyes, and continued: "And my father was also seriously injured. He seemed to be ten years old overnight, with a withered body and white sideburns. Willing to eat or not, and the injury is rapidly deteriorating, before the doctor in Sangcheng arrives, he followed my mother."

After a long silence, Yun Fan burned those sacrifices religiously, and strands of flying ash floated up and disappeared in the wind.

When all the sacrifices were burned, he prayed three more times, stood up, and returned to the same path with Li Weirou.

Seeing Yun Fan's lonely expression, Li Weirou wanted to comfort him, but the girl was always stupid and didn't know what to say, so she said, "Afan, your parents must be nice to you."