Before I knew it, five days had passed, and there were only two days left before the full moon night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

In these five days of cultivation, Yang Fan felt that the harvest was huge, and after practicing every day, he had a feeling that his strength had been greatly enhanced, as if the effect of cultivation every day was obvious.

He couldn't bear the inexplicable excitement in his heart, and took advantage of the night to come to the Zhao family's martial arts training ground.

There are still six bronze swords on the martial arts training ground, which were used on the day of the exam.

Yang Fan stood in front of the three-hundred-pound copper sword, stroked the sword for a while, walked past the five-hundred-pound copper sword, and finally came to the thousand-pound copper sword.

As if sensing Yang Fan's next move, Xiaolong jumped off Yang Fan's shoulder, took a few steps back, propped his long hands on the ground, and looked at Yang Fan with wide red eyes.

Yang Fan slowly bent down, grabbed the two ends of the copper sword with both hands, the muscles of his whole body burst out, and green tendons appeared on his forehead.

One second passes, three seconds pass, five seconds pass.

Yang Fan snorted suddenly, lifted the copper sword violently, then squatted, and after pausing for a few seconds, he raised his hands upward, his feet slightly open, and he actually lifted the thousand-pound copper sword above his head.

Power!

The fourth weight of body shaping, lifting a thousand pounds of heavy objects, is a divine power!

"Huh......" Yang Fan gently put down the bronze sword, exhaled a long breath, and showed a happy smile on his face.

There is no shortage of geniuses, geniuses in every era. And Yang Fan is already a little boy with divine power.

I have seen too many surprises, Yang Fan no longer has the surprise when he entered the second weight of body shaping, and he has become much calmer.

"The body is the fourth...... It's only one step away from shaping the body!"

"Crack!" At this moment, the voice of cultivating the dragon soul seal in the sea of knowledge sounded again. Immediately afterward, three more rings sounded in a row.

"Crackle!" "Crackle!" "Crackle!"

It wasn't until he was sure that the sound had stopped, and Yang Fan said to himself: "This time I have cultivated four! Every time I improve one level, I will cultivate one more Dragon Soul Seal, could it be that the way I cultivate the Dragon Soul Seal increases with the improvement of cultivation?"

Having adapted to this particularity, Yang Fan didn't dwell much on this issue, looked at the direction of the inner courtyard of the Zhao family, and said in a low voice: "Wait for me to complete my body shaping, cut the hair and wash the marrow, and become a grandmaster-level figure." If you further practice your soul power, you will have the qualifications to become a soul guest. The Zhao family will definitely be impressed by me, and from now on treat each other with courtesy, and our family will be able to live a good life!"

The body is formed, the flesh, muscles, skin and bones, and internal organs and bone marrow have been trained to the extreme, it can be said that the foundation of the body has been laid, and he is already a grandmaster-level figure in the body shaping realm, with one enemy and one hundred. If you can go one step further, practice soul power, and enter the eighth level of body shaping, then you have the qualifications to sprint to the soul guest. Because true soul art can only be used by those who have soul power. Only by embracing soul power can the true power of soul art be unleashed.

To cultivate soul power, although it is also a continuous and diligent process, it is an unattainable thing.

Becoming a soul guest is not an easy task.

Therefore, the soul guest is the master of today's world.

Bang Bang Bang!

When Yang Fan was thinking about it, he didn't expect that Xiaolong actually applauded on the side.

"It's really a little monkey with human nature. Yang Fan walked over and shrugged his shoulders, Xiaolong immediately understood, and jumped directly onto Yang Fan's shoulder.

Noticing this detail, Yang Fan secretly praised: "Xiaolong, your progress is not slower than mine! Five days ago, you wanted to jump on my shoulder, and you also needed to jump to my hand first to borrow strength, and now you can jump directly on my shoulder, it's incredible." ”

"Hiss-" the little dragon cried out happily, and although he didn't know what he was trying to say, he could tell that he was in a good mood.

......

The next day, Yang Fan cultivated until noon and went down the mountain early. Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Qinling's work is busier than ever. Yang Fan suddenly felt the need to go to see his mother. Although she can't bring anything to her mother, if she cares about her mother in front of her colleagues, her mother will have more face in front of her colleagues.

After all, apart from being able to talk a few words at dinner together every day, I really don't have much time to see my mother.

No matter how hard you work and how diligent you cultivate, you can't forget your mother, right?

So Yang Fan took Xiaolong to the laundry room in the outer courtyard.

When Yang Fan hadn't started cultivating yet, he often came to this laundry room. First, Qin Ling knew that this little son was naughty, and he was afraid that he would cause trouble in the Zhao family, so he controlled him by his side. The second is that Yang Shu was growing rapidly at that time, and he was worried that Yang Fan would stick to his brother and disturb his brother's cultivation.

But when Yang Fan officially cultivated, he really hadn't come to this laundry room.

Although the Zhao family is big, Yang Fan will not forget the road to the laundry. As he walked towards the laundry room, he introduced Xiaolong to every place he passed. Before I knew it, I was outside the laundry room.

Yang Fan was just about to make a comical appearance in a unique and playful way, in exchange for the happiness of the laundry aunts, when a vicious word made him frown and quietly hide outside the door.

"Who washed this? It's so dirty! Look at it, there is such a big piece of grease on it, I took it to the second miss, and I was scolded by the second miss! This is the second miss's new clothes, and it's too careless! Mrs. Qin, this laundry room is your responsibility, whether it is you or not, it is your responsibility!"

Yang Fan frowned, he was very familiar with this voice.

Qiu Er!

After Qiu Er finished speaking, Yang Fan immediately heard his mother's voice in the room: "It's me who is not good, I'll wash it again." ”

As soon as Qin Ling's words fell, a rough and rough woman said: "I remember this dress, I washed it." I checked it after washing it and it didn't have this grease ...... at all."

"Yo he!" Qiu Er said sharply: "Listen to what you mean, is it the second master that I wronged you?"

Qin Ling grabbed the rough woman and hurriedly said, "No, no, the clothes are not cleaned, it is the responsibility of our laundry room, and it has nothing to do with you, Second Master." ”

Hearing Qin Ling call "Second Master", Qiu Er's mood suddenly improved a lot, and he suddenly crumpled the clothes into a ball and smashed them into the water basin in front of Qin Ling.

The women suddenly became agitated, and the rough woman shouted, "What are you doing here, and you still want to beat people!?"

Qiu Er said viciously: "I'm just beating you, what are you doing? If it weren't for the good attitude of Mrs. Qin, I would have let each of you bathe in dirty water! A group of mothers-in-law are not good at doing things, and I will be scolded, and they are embarrassed to talk back to the second master?

Qin Ling didn't say anything, wiped the greasy sewage on his body, and picked up the clothes outside the basin.

"Hmph! Wash it quickly! I'll come back in the evening to get it!" Seeing that Qin Ling was so old-fashioned, Qiu Er couldn't have a seizure, so he turned around and left.

When Qiu Er came out, Yang Fan hurriedly flashed to the side and didn't let him find out. His fists clenched and gurgled, and he followed Qiu Er.

After the two people outside the door left, the people in the room became agitated again.

The rough woman said loudly: "The dog fights the human power! What kind of second master do you call yourself, it's really a fucking dog slave! Just a baby of his age, the old lady and I can pull him out like shit, and he is still full of it in front of us, it's really annoying, if there is a chance, the old lady will sit on him to death!"

This rough woman's surname is Tong, she spits out harsh words on weekdays, and often tells some jokes after work, which is the pistachio of the aunts and aunts in the laundry. But now when I hear her say such a paragraph, no one can laugh.

Qin Ling sorted out his clothes and said, "Sister Tong, forget it, don't say a few words." ”

Woman Tong said: "You have a good heart, you can bear it, I can't bear it." I washed the clothes, and it was clear that he took them and soiled them, but he blamed us, which is really hateful!"

Qin Ling said: "Even if we know, what can we do? Now that he is in power, we can't talk about him, and we can't fight him." The more we fight him, the more we suffer. ”

The Tong woman said: "If your eldest son hadn't been sick, he would never have dared to do this to you!"

Another woman said: "If I have a powerful son, I will definitely let him use a cloth bag to blind Qiu Er's bastard, and then beat him hard!"

"That's right," Woman Tong looked at Qin Ling and said, "I heard that your youngest son passed the small exam and raised a three-hundred-pound bronze sword, which is no worse than his brother's back then." Maybe your youngest son is also a genius in soul arts, maybe you will have a good life again, and you will not be afraid of this second enemy when the time comes. ”

Qin Ling didn't answer, the woman on the side rolled her eyes, but said: "How can there be so many geniuses, geniuses won't all run to Qin Ling's house, then God is too unfair!"

The Tong woman glanced at the woman and shouted, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person!"

Qin Ling smiled and said, "Okay, let's hurry up and work, when the time comes, Qiu Er will come to pick up the clothes, if we can't hand them over, we will be scolded by him again." ”

Reluctantly, the Tong woman sat back in front of a basin of water and sighed: "Alas, he is so bad-hearted at a young age, why did his father and mother get him out in an accident back then! If I were his father, I would have to spray him in the field and feed the toads!"

"Ah...... Hahaha!" the women couldn't hold back any longer, and they all burst out laughing.