Getting stronger starts with owning the system

After the performance, Yun Fan also felt tired. He took out the bedding from the bluestone ring and slept directly beside the carriage with the sky as a quilt.

When Yun Fan opened his eyes, Yang Shuxue's surprised eyes were greeted, "What did you do last night? Why is the ground cratered? There are few places where the ground is complete."

"Last night... I suddenly had a new insight and went to practice sword again."

Yun Fan opened his eyes and said.

He had an agreement with Zhu Lin that she could not arbitrarily reveal that she was not dead, but something that had always existed in the conscious world, so Yun Fan must not say that she could only pass it casually.

Hearing that Yun Fan had a new understanding of swordsmanship, Yang Shuxue immediately couldn't wait to let him perform it.

Sure enough, this hot-tempered girl was not interested in practicing martial arts and petting small animals, and the rest was completely insensible, happily squeezing Yun Fan to show her sword skills.

Ever since, Yun Fan held a fairy sword and performed Zhu Lin's swordsmanship last night.

"Hey, there are such changes."

Yang Shuxue was a person who knew swordsmanship, and immediately saw the exquisiteness of swordsmanship. It was even higher than they had previously understood on their own, with the swiftness of wind, the power of fire, and the softness of water.

Can't help but nod and praise Yun Fan for his good performance.

Having said that, I was itchy again. Before I started eating breakfast, I picked up the fairy sword and tried to integrate these three distinct attributes into my own sword.

And Yun Fan is now in charge of cooking.

Although he used to be a chef of dark cooking, he has to go to the battle himself now. The improvement in his cooking skills is quite gratifying.

At this moment, there was a sudden rumbling of footsteps in the distance, and only the intensive shouts came: "Help!"

Both Yang Shuxue and Yun Fan looked far away, and saw a group of people dressed in commoners running in a panic. Behind them was a two-person tall, red monster chasing them.

"Look at this, it must be a ghost nearby mountain spirit."

Yang Shuxue just finished performing the swordsmanship, her hands were itchy, and seeing these spirits harming others, she immediately left with her sword.

The people who fled in a hurry saw a young girl coming with a sword, like a sword fairy in the legend, and suddenly thought that the savior had arrived, and they knelt down and prayed for shelter.

Yang Shuxue also ignored them and drank: "Give me back!"

Immediately, she held the fairy sword in front of the scarlet spirit and said, "Where is the monster, how dare to harm people here!"

"Oh, where's the little girl with the delicate skin and tender meat, dare to stop the king from searching for food." The burly spirit has four arms, raised in the air, his claws dancing like a nightmare, threatening: "I wanted to grab one or two people and eat it, since you brought it to the door by yourself, then I'm not welcome!"

Yang Shuxue sneered, and the infuriating energy revolved under her feet. With a kick on her back, she jumped into the air.

Suddenly, the raging fire on the long sword, and the sound of the wind, pierced towards the spirits.

The sturdy arm of the spirit suddenly swung, and it collided with Yang Shuxue’s fairy sword. The tight muscles were like rock and pig iron, and they were extremely strong. I saw the fairy sword rubbing and splashing fire, leaving only a shallow light on his arm. Shallow traces.

"But that's the case, little girl, I think you are holding a long sword in your hand. I thought it was a sword immortal of the practice school. I didn't expect it to be so useless." The spirit laughed, but at this moment, the original traces of paleness burst A wide opening, bright red blood-stained arrows spurted out!x

When the sky was cold, Yun Fan was sitting cross-legged, slowly incorporating the vitality of heaven and earth into his body, condensing a trace of spiritual aura during the operation of the week, and storing it in his dantian.

This spiritual accumulation is the cultivation base.

When the dantian is full and the accumulated internal force reaches a certain level, the qualitative change will cause the quantitative change, and the collapse will condense into zhenqi. This is the realm of manifestation.

Now Yun Fan is the cultivation strength of the pinnacle of the perception realm, but he needs to cultivate hard to cross this bottleneck and enter the real manifestation realm.

Mu Cangxun once told him that practice is something that requires persistence. If you don't advance with a boat against the current, you will retreat. It is also like climbing a cliff or mountain. There is no retreat, but you can only grit your teeth and continue to move upward.

Therefore, Yun Fan practiced hard, hoping to break through to the realm of manifestation soon.

Li Weirou woke up and walked out of the carriage, carrying a basin and towel to the stream pool to fetch water and wash, and then prepared to bury the pot and cook, waiting for Yun Fan to finish his practice.

To say that cooking is to boil the water in an iron pan, throw in some prepared vegetable and mushroom meat slices, add salt, cinnamon, pepper, pepper and other seasoning spices, cover the wooden pot and cook.

Simple and straightforward, the taste is very good, it is a unique food cooking method given to her by Professor Yun Fan.

After a period of time, when the lid was lifted, white foam appeared in the iron pan, gurgling, and the aromatic taste of the food rose up with the white smoke, and burst into Li Weirou's petite and delicate nose.

"You can eat it!"

The girl yelled joyfully, her voice was sweet and melodious, but Yun Fan was still meditating into concentration, not listening to foreign affairs.

The girl had no choice but to take a bowl and chopsticks to pick up a few vegetable leaves and feast on it, but the meat in the pot didn't move at all. At the same time, she looked at Yun Fan as if she was admiring a skilled stone sculpture, and she was stunned.

After a while, Yun Fan woke up from the state of cultivation, looked at the iron pot filled with fragrance, walked over, and ate with Li Weirou.

"At our current speed, it is at least ten days away from reaching Sangcheng." Yun Fan estimated the distance.

"Just take it slow, we don't have to worry too much." The girl used a spoon to spoon Yun Fan's bowl with fresh and tender meat, which she was not willing to eat at all.

After breakfast, they drove the carriage along the avenue again. Not that there were other passers-by or crutches, or they also drove the carriage to pass them, the brilliant sun pierced the clouds and shone on the earth.

The sky is blue, the green grass is full, and the white clouds change like a gray dog, which stretches and shortens the silhouette of pedestrians.

When they reached one place, suddenly three or five sturdy men blocking the way, with beards and dazzling swords on their shoulders, reflected a dazzling light in the sun.

"I grew this mountain, and I planted this tree..."

You don't have to listen to what they say to know that this is being robbed.

The little Huang in Li Weirou's hand was flapping wings with joy, and her mouth was squeaking non-stop, as if she wanted to go up and show off her skills, but was brutally suppressed by Yun Fan with a palm of her hand, "Don't make trouble! In case you hurt others How to do."

He looked helplessly at the mountain bandits who had robbed the way, and glanced at them. They were all ordinary people with no cultivation base, and didn't even have the idea of ​​doing anything.

On that side, the bandits shouted the universal slang in a loud voice, came with a sharp sword, and shouted fiercely: "Don't hurry up and hand over all the valuable things to the master!"

"What if you don't pay it?"

With a straw in his mouth, Yun Fan leaned back, posing a lazy and indifferent appearance.

"Then save your life!"

The big man said viciously.