The aura was infused into the body, refined into a true element, and finally flowed into Ye Fan's dantian.

The aura of Yuquan Town is really several times better than that of the mainland, no wonder the practice of martial arts here is indispensable, and the reason for the innate environment is indispensable.

Since entering the first layer of Qi training, Ye Fan has not used medicinal materials to improve the true yuan, because the old man said that the true yuan needs to be tempered thousands of times, and the true yuan of medicinal power enhancement has a lot of water, if he blindly pursues a breakthrough in the realm, he is likely to suffer a big loss when he finally hits the foundation, and even collapses violently.

Ye Fan discovered this point when he hit the first layer of Qi training, otherwise he would not have deliberately gone to Chen Yandao to compete three times or twice, in order to lay a solid foundation and condense the true yuan.

"Whew...... Suck ......"

Between spitting and inhaling, a white true qi spit out from Ye Fan's mouth, and then turned into two white dragons, which were sucked in by Ye Fan's nose.

On the other side, Sun Zheng was beaten half to death, but fortunately the bones were not broken, otherwise it would have been troublesome.

Zhang Yuan was crying and taking care of her, Brother Luo and Brother Zhang had already gone to their rooms, and Zhao Jing also helped boil water.

"Qin'er, you're tired all day, go back and rest early, and when Sun Zheng gets better tomorrow, we may have to leave first, do you want to go together then?" Zhang Yuan wiped her tears.

"This ......" Zhao Jing hesitated slightly, she finally came to Yuquan Town, and she didn't collect any materials, how could she be willing to leave like this?

But when I thought of tonight's incident, I was robbed first, and then Sun Zheng was almost beaten to death by those people, and in the end, if it wasn't for Ye Fan's action, the innocence of the two girls would definitely be ruined.

Originally, accompanied by Sun Zheng and Zhang Yuan, she could still strengthen her courage, but now that Zhang Yuan said that she was going to leave early, she was a little at a loss for a while.

At this time, I only heard Zhang Yuan persuade him: "Qin'er, Yuquan Town is not something that ordinary people like us can come, you should think about it." ”

"Well, I'll think about it, Yuanyuan. Zhao Jing said, and then exited the room.

At four or five o'clock in the morning, small snowflakes fell in the sky again, and they were getting bigger and bigger.

This year's temperature seems to have dropped earlier than usual, at least during the Yuquan Festival in previous years, there was no snow yet.

Soon, the ground was white.

At this time, there are already cleaners cleaning up the road, not shoveling snow, but sweeping up the garbage on the street.

At about six o'clock, Ye Fan woke up from meditation, only to see him let out a long breath, and then got out of bed and moved his bones.

After sitting cross-legged for a night, the muscles in my body inevitably became a little stiff.

"Go out for a walk. Ye Fan said to himself secretly.

Out of the small hotel, the outside is white, the ground is white, the houses are white, the pine trees on both sides of the street are white, the grassland outside the town is also white, and the mountain peaks a little farther away are also white.

This heavy snow is so heavy that it directly puts the whole town in a new outfit.

At this point, the snowflakes have stopped.

Snow clearers began to move out to clear the snow from the road.

At this time, there are already many people on the road, and it seems that they are all deliberately going out to enjoy the snow scene.

Ye Fan moved his muscles and bones, and walked around leisurely.

The center of Yuquan Town is the perennial Yuquan eye, with a temperature of about fifty or sixty degrees, which is rich in rare elements. Around the spring, a square was specially built and named Yuquan Square.

In the city, such squares are generally occupied by a group of square dance aunts.

But the situation in Yuquan Town is different, there are no square dancing aunts here, only aunts dancing with guns and sticks.

If the aunt is still like this, how can the uncle fall into disadvantage?

So, every morning and evening, you will see a group of uncles and aunts with big knives, spears, and sticks gathered in the square from all corners of the town.

Sometimes they practice their own work, sometimes they play in pairs, and there are simply four or five people fighting.

Ye Fan came to Yuquan Square unconsciously, and was immediately attracted by the grand scenery here, among which there were two old men who were particularly eye-catching, high and high in the crowd, jumping two or three meters, and playing hotly.

If you don't know, you think they're hanging Weiya.

"A first-class martial artist. Ye Fan could see at a glance the details of the two old men, and their strength was really not weak.

"Drink!"

On the other side, the two aunts sounded like a bell, as if they were practicing the lion's roar.

In a blink of an eye, I saw an old man teaching a five or six-year-old child boxing.

That kid is a good fighter, and he really has a bit of a martial arts taste.

"If you really practice martial arts from the baby, it's no wonder that the people of Yuquan Town are so strong. Ye Fan muttered to himself.

You have to ask the young people of the town?

They have long been scattered into the savannah on horseback, hounds and falcons, and after the heavy snowfall, they are the most suitable for hunting.

At this time, a group of men returned from outside the town.

I saw them riding tall horses one by one, with hounds in their hands, goshawks on their shoulders, and some wild game such as hares hanging on the back of the horses, led by an old man with gray hair, with a burly figure and a ruddy complexion.

Seeing this old man, a sentence popped up in Ye Fan's mind for no reason: The old man chatted about juvenile madness, leading Huang on the left and Qingcang on the right.

I'm afraid that Jiang Chengzi written by the great poet vegetarian is nothing more than that!

"Eagle Master, how is the hunting?"

The two old men who had been walking high in the square walked towards the old man who had returned from hunting on horseback.

It turns out that this person is the carving master!

Ye Fan and they can enter the town, all in the name of the eagle master, otherwise the patrol last night may not be released.

This carving master is not weak, but it is not strong either, it is similar to Mr. Zuo and Grandmaster Huang who died in the hands of Ye Fan, and he is also a grandmaster martial artist.

It's just that what makes Ye Fan strange is why a good person is not called, what is the name of the carving master?

The same Eagle Master I met last night?

and the Xiong Ye that Sun Zheng is going to meet, all of them are the names of beasts, does it sound more majestic to use the name of a beast as a nickname?

Ye Fan walked around and came to the center of Yuquan Square, Yuquanyan.

Yuquan Eye is protected on all sides by a row of fences, separated by an open space of about 10 square meters, with signs posted outside prohibiting climbing over the fence, and patrols outside are responsible for supervision.

"Hey, what a strong aura!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan was surprised for a while, and found that the spring water gushing out of the jade spring was mixed with a thick spiritual energy, which was not an ordinary spring, but a spiritual spring.

"The true value of this trip, if only I could use this spiritual spring to assist in cultivation!" Ye Fan said secretly.

At this time, several people in charge of patrolling noticed Ye Fan's strange gaze and couldn't help but lean in.

Ye Fan acted as if he was nothing, and walked away naturally!

After turning around, Ye Fan roughly figured out the topography of Yuquan Town, and then went back to the small hotel.

As soon as I arrived at the small hotel, I saw Zhao Jing walking out.

Zhao Jing was stunned for a moment, and then burst of joy, "Ye Fan, you also live here?"

"Hmm. Ye Fan responded shallowly.

"Ye Fan, thank you so much yesterday, I invite you to breakfast. Zhao Jing said enthusiastically, and then added faintly: "You won't refuse me, will you?" I have never invited a boy to eat alone. ”