With the addition of Xiaolong as a sparring partner on the cultivation path, and the power of soul art after blessing the dragon soul seal, Yang Fan's understanding of cultivation is much more comprehensive than before, and he has completely changed from a rookie to a real cultivator. In the days that followed, he asked Yang Shu and Zhao Tie for some questions and methods about practicing dirt and marrow, persevering in cultivation, racing against time to practice, and finally entered the sixth level of body shaping when another ten days came.

The sixth weight of body shaping, the function of internal organs is enhanced, the breathing is continuous and far-reaching, the physical strength is long, and it can run continuously for a day and a night, without eating, drinking or sleeping. A cultivator who has reached this level can use all his internal strength to roar, which can break the ears of ordinary people, and those with poor physique will even bleed from seven holes and die on the spot.

And just as Yang Fan expected, the number of dragon soul seals cultivated increased gradually, and this time six were cultivated. The total number of Yang Fan's dragon soul seals reached nineteen.

"It's just one step away, and it's a great thing to be shaped. When the body is completed, it is necessary to sprint to the eighth level of body shaping and strive to practice soul power......"

"The day is coming to decide if you can become a soul guest!"

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There was a drizzle of rain last night, but it didn't last long, it just seemed to wet the ground. When people wake up in the morning, they can't even tell whether the droplets of water that are still on the leaves and small fans are rain or dew.

In the morning, the sky was still overcast, and at noon the sun lifted the clouds and revealed its fiery red head.

The warm sunlight shining on the earth makes people feel comfortable, not so vicious.

Yang Fan's body was bowed, leaning on a tree, holding a book called "Jing Taizu's Battle Record" in his hand, and the crisp birdsong came from his ears, but his mind had already followed the words on the book into the vigorous battles thirty years ago.

For Jing Taizu, Yang Fan can't say that he worships, but he is full of admiration for the founding emperor. Although he has passed away, he has now become the protagonist of people's after-dinner chats, and his merits and demerits are left to others. But Yang Fan gave great affirmation to his wisdom. However, what made Yang Fan more curious was what kind of level Jing Taizu's cultivation had reached.

It is recorded in the book that Jing Taizu was once besieged by the enemy, and jumped into the vast sea of fire with a salary, and when the reinforcements arrived to wipe out the enemy, he walked out of the sea of fire again. Not to mention being burned to death, there are no traces of burns on the body. Some soul guests with advanced cultivation concluded that Jing Taizu's cultivation had at least entered the Heavenly Fire Tribulation in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, and the flames could no longer harm his physical body.

But despite this, Jing Taizu, who couldn't even burn to death, finally couldn't escape the laws of nature and died of illness in his twilight years. It can be described as the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, and the number of fates exists in the underworld, and no one can break the law.

But Yang Fan remembered that Yang Shu had told him that the cultivation path of the soul guest was very long, and at one end of the vast long road, there was a mysterious and vague immortal realm shrouded in mist. It is said that when you cultivate to this realm, you will be able to break the laws of nature, get rid of birth, old age, sickness and death, and live forever in the world.

"If there is really this realm, it also means that Jing Taizu has not cultivated enough and has not stepped into this magical realm, otherwise the current emperor will still be him. Yang Fan thought in his heart. Today, he was a little abnormal, he didn't go to cultivate, but read a book in the tree.

This is also what he deliberately did, and after more than a month of intensive training, it is time to relax the body a little, relax mentally, and don't stretch too tightly, and give up all the previous efforts.

Fusheng stole half a day of leisure, not really idle, but a different way to recharge himself.

Cultivation is to increase strength.

Reading books is to enhance wisdom.

Everything Yang Fan does is to improve himself.

Keep improving yourself.

A strange sound broke Yang Fan's contemplation, and his body couldn't help shaking a few times, he followed the sound and looked under the tree, and saw a round body loaded on the trunk of the tree, sitting on the ground and rubbing his head with his hands, looking like he had touched a bag.

As soon as he saw the round body, Yang Fan smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

He put down the book and shouted down: "Invincible young master, I am waiting for the rabbit here, but the rabbit is not guarding, but I have guarded you." Why do you have to fall every time you come to me?"

Zhao Wudi squeezed his eyes at him and said, "You still have the kung fu to joke, come down, something happened!"

Seeing Zhao Wuving's serious expression, Yang Fan hurriedly jumped down from the tree and said, "What's wrong with you again, so flustered?"

Zhao Wudi covered his head and said, "It's not me who has an accident, it's you who has an accident!"

Yang Fan pointed to his nose and said, "I'm fine, what's wrong with me?"

Zhao Wudi was confused by Yang Fanhuan, danced with his hands, and said anxiously: "It's not that you have an accident, it's your sister who has an accident!"

Hearing this, Yang Fan's eyes widened, his expression suddenly became extremely serious, and he hurriedly grabbed Zhao Wuyi's fat arm and asked, "What's wrong with Yezi?"

"Zhao Youxin and Qiu Er said that Ye Zi stole their things, and now they are surrounding Ye Zi with some servants and maids. I had just passed by there, and I was about to cry when I saw the leaves being pointed at by so many people. Poor little girl, go and take a look!"

Yang Fan's face sank and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

"Qiu Er. ”

Yang Fan put the book in his arms and said, "Where is it?"

Zhao Wudi hesitated for a while and said, "I know this girl Ye Zi, it is impossible for her to steal things, this is obviously Zhao Youxin's dead girl and Qiu Er deliberately looking for trouble." Zhao Youxin cultivated earlier than me, and she has already formed a small body, and Qiu Er is said to have entered the fourth level of body shaping a few days ago, the two of us will not deal with me, but they will definitely take you out, why don't I go and call my father?"

"By the time you call your father, Ye Zi will already suffer!Let's go!" Yang Fan grabbed Zhao Wuyi and ran away, and said in his mouth: "Okay, you are a revenge second, you don't have a long memory of beating you to the point that you broke your head and bleeding last time, I will never spare you this time!"

Zhao Wudi was dragged forward by Yang Fan, and when he heard Yang Fan say this, he thought in a daze: "You beat Qiu Er to the point of bleeding? When did it happen? I remember that every time the two of you fight, you are the one who is beaten, right......?"

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In the garden in the outer courtyard, the bees were busy and the butterflies were flying, but the sound of an argument from a corner made this quiet place where bees and butterflies fly less peaceful.

More than a dozen servants and maids formed a circle, and there were three people standing in the middle of the circle, one was dressed in red and had a handsome face, it was Zhao Youxin, the second lady of the Zhao family, and next to him stood a man with a white and pure face, who was his favorite servant Qiu Er. Opposite the two stood a little girl of eleven or twelve, dressed in a pale blue dress with two pigtails on her head. She looks good when she laughs because of the three tiny dimples on her face. But at this time, she couldn't laugh, she lowered her head, the fingers of her hands were entangled, playing with each other, and her face was full of grievances. And on that aggrieved face, there was a faint red slap print, which was obviously slapped not long ago.

It is Yang Ye.

Qiu Er said to Yang Ye in a yin voice: "Little girl, you can admit it! Second Miss's temper is good, but she just rewarded you with a slap, if you let the head of the family know that there is a thief like you in the house, your family will be kicked out!"

Yang Ye lowered his head, but said in a hard voice: "I didn't steal, I didn't!"

Zhao Youxin looked at Yang Ye coldly, and said coldly: "The thing was found in your hand, do you still say it?"