Yan San stood beside the school yard and watched Ye Yi and a group of Xing Jun train in vain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's said to be training, but it's actually a non-stop attack on a group of moving targets.

Although the spirit body has not yet fully grown, Yayi has already shown a good talent in Instantaneous Step and White Fight, or it is because of the bloodline of the Sifeng Academy.

Because of his father, the captain of the second team of the thirteenth team of the court, the captain of the fourth Fengyuan Akatomi, is the captain who is famous for his white fights.

Although he had been trying very hard to observe, the speed of the two sides was too fast, so Yan San couldn't see their movement trajectory at all, and could only see the figures flickering constantly.

After a while, Yeyi's lesson for today is over.

After such a high-intensity training, Yeyi didn't even take a breath of air, and he looked at ease.

She walked over and directly confronted Yan San is inhumane ravage, and said proudly.

"What a little brother, isn't my sister very powerful. ”

Yan San also knew that if she resisted, she would become even more violent, so she let her keep rubbing her hair, and seeing that he had no intention of resisting, Ye Yi stopped his movements boringly.

took Yan San's hand and prepared to go back to dinner with his parents, seeing this, Yan San smiled slightly.

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In the evening, Yeyi and Yan's three sisters and brothers, as well as their mother Sifengyuan Qingzi, waited for Sifengyuan Chichen to come back before starting to eat.

Originally, in an aristocratic family like the Sifeng Yuan family, it was impossible to speak at the dinner table, but because there were people in the family who had never known aristocratic etiquette like Yeyi, the family at the table ate lively.

And Yan San, who had always thought it was interesting to be a noble young master, ignored this etiquette under the influence of Yeyi, and asked the Chichen of Sifeng Academy about some cultivation questions.

"Father, when will I start cultivating? ”

Although he didn't want to use an honorific title, because of the appearance of the Chichen of the Sifeng Courtyard, Yan San still said this title involuntarily.

With purple broken hair and dark skin, his face looks very majestic.

The faces of the two siblings do not follow their father's, but prefer their mother's softness, and their handsome cheeks have a hint of wildness, which makes the two siblings full of unique charm.

However, Sifeng Yuan Chichen also looked very old-fashioned, but he was quite easy-going, and when he heard Yan San ask this question, he also opened his mouth to answer.

"This is not in a hurry, your spirit body is just in the early stage of growth, and you can only start training after the spiritual pressure is generated in your body, after all, the instantaneous ghost path must have spiritual pressure before you can train. Although it is possible to train white fighting and slashing, it does not have much training effect if there is no spiritual pressure. ”

"How long will it take!"

Yan San frowned slightly, it was really that the growth rate of the spirit body was too slow.

"This varies from person to person, if you have spiritual pressure in about thirty years like your sister, then you can start training after waiting for more than ten years.

Hearing this, Yan San's expression was a little sluggish, he really deserved to be an immortal seed, and he could say it casually for more than ten years, but Yan San was not very suitable for such a concept of time.

Yan San also knew that if he didn't have spiritual pressure, he would stop talking, and he had no desire to speak for the time being.

Yeyi and Sifengyuan Qingzi didn't notice Yan San's somewhat depressed mood, but Sifengyuan Chichen was keenly aware of it.

For this son, Sifeng Yuan Chichen is very satisfied, hard work and seriousness, and the etiquette of the nobles is also very good, but he is a little too anxious about the pursuit of strength.

Let's have a good talk with him in the evening. ’

Sifeng Yuan Chichen was a little worried, afraid that Yan San's excessive pursuit of power would lead him down the evil path.

After all, such an example only happened decades ago, and the son-in-law of the Kuchiki family embarked on the road of fighting against the Corpse Soul Realm because of the loss of strength, and was directly sealed in the end.

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In the middle of the moon, the small courtyard where Yan San's room is located.

Because there are not many direct bloodlines in this generation, Yeyi and Yansan both have a small courtyard of their own.

Yan San sat cross-legged on the aisle, looking up at the moon.

After coming to this world for so many years, Yan San occasionally thought about the days when he used to live on earth.

It's not that I have much nostalgia for the original world, but I have some inexplicable feelings.

Now that he has come to this world, not only does he have no worries about food and clothing, but he can also learn all kinds of incredible abilities that only exist in novels and comics, and Yan San is also very satisfied.

He has never been a great person, he has no lofty ideals, he just wants to live freely.

But in the original world, such a wish was just a dream, but this world has a clear path in front of its eyes - to become stronger.

Get stronger, become stronger than anyone else.

Because such a goal also had a different concept of time from the immortal species, Yan San was anxious.

However, on this night, the moonlight washed Yan San's mind, soothed his emotions, and made his mind a little clear.

With a long exhale, Yan San's somewhat depressed expression disappeared from his face, and he began his essential work every night - studying the golden finger.

Focus your mind on your eyes, and the world in front of you begins to change dramatically.

The originally empty courtyard suddenly appeared with a dense blue light, which was the spirit son in the atmosphere of the corpse soul realm.

Yan San moved his eyes to himself, and he could see that the little Lingzi kept integrating into his body.

Yan San knew that this was his own spirit body absorbing energy, and when it reached a certain level, spiritual pressure would begin to be generated in the body, of course, not everyone would produce spiritual pressure, and the bloodline was also very important.

"It's going to be more than ten years. ”

Yan San sighed with some emotion, and subconsciously manipulated the spirit seeds around his body to rotate around him.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Yan San thought of something, and the expression on his face began to become excited.

He stretched out his right hand, and a large number of spirit sons flew towards him under his control, and then merged into his body at dozens of times the original speed.

"This... This..."

Yan San's expression became more and more excited, although his body was not 100% absorbing these spirit seeds, but the growth rate was several times faster than before.

"How.. What's going on?!"

Walking into the courtyard, Sifeng Courtyard Chichen saw at a glance that the surging Lingzi rushed towards Yan San's body like a river.

"Father!"

Yan San's tone was very excited, he stopped his movements, and came to the side of Sifeng Yuan Chichen with a jump.

"What happened just now?" asked Sifeng Yuan Chichen with some confusion.

So Yan San told the Chichen of Sifeng Yuan what he had just done, but of course he wouldn't tell him about the so-called golden finger.

Sifeng Yuan Chichen knew that his son's Lingzi control was actually so strong, and the Grim Reaper's use of Lingzi in the atmosphere was only to gather Lingzi at his feet to form a foothold, thus gaining the ability to fight in the air.

He checked Yan San's body and found that there was nothing serious, so he had nothing to say.

At this rate, you will probably be able to start cultivating in a few months.

This was much faster than Yan San's estimated time, and after the explanation of the Chichen of the Sifeng Academy, he knew that the stronger the spiritual pressure, the faster the absorption of the spiritual son.

Although he was a little lamented by his son's talent, the Chichen of Sifeng Yuan did not forget the purpose of coming over tonight, and still talked to Yan San.

Yan San also knew the truth that if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, so the Chichen of Sifeng Yuan didn't say much.

(To be continued.) ）