In an inconspicuous room in Zhao's house, a boy is lying on his back on the bed, and a little girl about eleven or twelve years old sits at the head of the bed, holding a small pu fan to fan the boy on the bed.

When Yang Fan woke up again, he was greeted by his sister's anxious face. Seeing Yang Fan open his eyes, the latter's eyes suddenly shot out with excitement, and his originally anxious face suddenly smiled into a flower.

"Brother Xiao Fan, you're awake!" It was Yang Fan's sister who spoke, Yang Ye.

Yang Ye was dressed in a pale cyan dress, with a necklace around her neck, under the necklace was a golden pendant, with two pigtails on her head, and when she laughed, in addition to a pair of small dimples at the corners of her mouth, there was a small dimple on the right side of her face, which was actually three dimples, which was very cute.

She is the pistachio of the Qinling family, and she is also the treasure of this family.

Although her family is poor and the little girl is not as good as the Miss Zhao family, she does not feel that she has anything to be sad about. Because in this small family, she is a princess, a princess who is loved like a treasure by her mother's eldest brother and younger brothers.

The simple little princess even understands a truth better than some adults: happiness is often so simple.

Qinling's home is not big, except for a very small living room, there are only three small rooms. Qin Ling sleeps in one room, Yang Shu sleeps in one room, and the remaining room is used by Yang Fan and Yang Ye. Therefore, Yang Ye and Yang Fan, the little brother, are also the closest.

"Brother Xiaofan, are you okay?" Seeing that Yang Fan didn't agree to her, Yang Ye frowned again and asked worriedly.

A smile squeezed out of the corner of Yang Fan's mouth and said, "I'm fine." Huh, why am I here?" he remembered what had happened to him at the top of the mountain. Is it real, or is it a dream?

Hearing Yang Fan say this, Yang Ye smiled again and said, "It's okay." You haven't come back last night, my mother was worried about you, so I asked Brother Da Shu to look for you, and finally Brother Da Shu carried you back from the top of the mountain. Brother Dashu said, you must have cultivated too much and overdrawn your physical strength and fell into a coma. My mother was so worried about you, and said that she would no longer let you cultivate. ”

"...... on the top of the mountain" Yang Fan sat up slowly, and his eyes suddenly fell on a small basket on the wardrobe.

Seeing Yang Fan's gaze, Yang Ye got up and took the basket, stretched out his hand to scratch it in the basket, and said with a smile: "Little brother, look, this little monkey is so cute! Brother Dashu said that this little monkey passed out next to you, so he brought it back with him." ”

Yang Fan asked, "I remember that there seem to be five ......."

Yang Ye said sadly: "Brother Dashu said that there are five, but the other four are all dead, and only this one is still alive." ”

"Ah!" Yang Fan exclaimed in a low voice, apologizing to the giant ape in his heart. But fortunately, there is still one alive, and although the situation is not too good, it is not a bad mess.

"Yezi, I'm a little tired and want to rest, you take care of it for me all night, don't let it die. ”

"Okay, you don't see your mother and the tree?"

"I'm so tired, you talk to them and say I'm fine. ”

"Okay!" After speaking, Yang Ye ran out of the smoke.

Seeing Yang Ye walking away, Yang Fan walked down from the bed. Because as early as the moment he woke up, he felt that his whole body was full of strength, and an impulse to cultivate desperately surged up from the bottom of his heart.

So he fell to the ground and started doing push-ups again, usually only more than 300 in one breath, but this time he did 1,000. He was amazed, but after a thousand years, the slightest tiredness spread throughout his body as usual. He continued to insist, twelve hundred, fifteen hundred......

Finally, he ran out of strength, but he still didn't give up and continued to persevere. At this moment, his whole body was hot, and the strength he had used up seemed to have returned, which was the potential that had been stimulated after his physical strength reached its limit. And every day of training, he will reach this process before stopping. Because he knows that training will only have a real effect if the limits of the body are reached.

However, this time was different from usual, Yang Fan felt that although he was hot all over his body, his abdomen was even hotter. At this time, he suddenly remembered that the giant ape had forced a fist-sized golden pill into his stomach. And at this moment, the golden pill seemed to be slowly melting, and a trace of liquid melted into the blood, spreading throughout the body, making Yang Fan feel that his strength was infinite, not only did the lost physical strength come back, but even the strength seemed to have doubled in an instant.

With some incredible thought, Yang Fan sneaked out of the house and came to the bamboo garden opposite the house. This is where the poplar used to practice, and there are many rock blocks in it.

Yang Fan came to a rock block, and he remembered that Yang Shu had said that the rock block in front of him was about 120 catties. Although it is more than 100 catties, but being able to lift this means that it has reached the standard of the second weight of body shaping?

Still with that urgent and excited thought, Yang Fan slowly squatted down, slapped his palms on both sides of the rock, and finally gritted his teeth, stood up suddenly, and lifted the rock block.

I thought that this process should not be easy, and it may not even be able to be completed, but what Yang Fan didn't expect was that he actually lifted a hundred and twenty pounds of rocks with ease, and he didn't use all his strength!

"I ...... Got into the second weight of body shaping?"

Afraid of alarming his family, Yang Fan gently put down the rock block and walked to a rock next to him that was twice as large as the previous rock block. Yang Fan swallowed his saliva and squatted down again, trying to lift the rock, which was about three hundred catties.

Hit the stone with both palms, get up, raise your hands!

The rock was lifted by Yang Fan again!

After putting down the rock, Yang Fan was already stunned!

"What's going on? My strength has actually increased so much!" Yang Fan asked himself in surprise: "Could it be the result of my diligent cultivation?" No, no matter how diligent I am, I have only intensified my training for more than ten days. Could it be that the golden pill is doing the trick? Or is it ...... Is that golden pill a miraculous elixir?"

Joy drowned out curiosity, since he couldn't figure it out, Yang Fan didn't bother to think about it anymore, after all, the fact that his strength had increased was ironclad.

In order to prove that he had truly entered the second weight of body shaping, Yang Fan picked up a long bamboo branch and hung it between two bamboos, about two meters high. He stood under the bamboo branch, gasped for a few breaths, and jumped directly without running.

The body flipped upside down in the air and jumped over the branches with ease.

Syllable!

Yang Fan landed smoothly, stepping on a dead branch under his feet, making a crisp sound.

And Yang Fan's face showed an excited smile.

"Body Sculpting Second Weight...... It's done!"

And at this moment, Yang Fan suddenly felt a "crackling" sound in the sea of consciousness, and then a warm current spread from his mind, and finally disappeared faintly, as if hidden in a corner of his mind.

Yang Fan remembered that Yang Shu had told him that once he cultivated to the second level of body shaping, a dragon soul seal would be cultivated in his body. In the future, every time you take a step forward, you will cultivate a dragon soul imprint accordingly. And these dragon soul sigils can be integrated into the soul art they have mastered, which can double the power of soul art.

Of course, the Dragon Soul Seal can only be cultivated for every cultivation that is raised, and the entire Body Shaping Realm, from the first weight of the body to the tenth level of the body shape, can only be cultivated, so it is extremely precious, and cultivators will naturally not waste it on low-level soul techniques. Therefore, I usually save it and use it when I learn good soul techniques in the future.

Yang Fan thought, this should be the Dragon Soul Seal!

Thinking that he had actually cultivated such a precious thing, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel excited again.

"Crackle!"

While he was still thinking and excited, he suddenly felt another sound in the sea of consciousness, and the same feeling played out again.

Yang Fan's eyes widened, and he said to himself in surprise: "Didn't brother say that when you shape the body realm, you can only cultivate one dragon soul imprint for each step of cultivation?

......

The next day, dawn.

Although he had cultivated to the second level of body shaping, Yang Fan did not relax his requirements for himself at all, he still got up at the time set for himself, washed quickly, covered the kicked quilt for his sister Yang Ye as usual, and left the house to cultivate.

Last night, because I was secretly testing my cultivation results, I was always a little unhappy and unhappy. Today, Yang Fan wants to feel the second weight of body shaping. The more I progressed, the stronger my motivation to cultivate, and the more eager I was to explore new fields and new knowledge.

Regarding Yang Fan's experience and strong willingness to cultivate, a famous historian of later generations once gave Yang Fan a vulgar but appropriate objective evaluation: "Yang Fan in his youth was a man who was studious and lustful. ”

However, Yang Fan didn't walk out of the house smoothly today, a white figure was standing quietly in the courtyard, as if waiting for him.

The woman's white clothes were a little wet, and there were cool dew drops on the tips of her hair, and she looked like she had been waiting for a long time.

Yang Fan exclaimed: "Mother, why are you here?"

Qin Ling turned around, looked at Yang Fan, and said solemnly: "You fainted on the top of the mountain yesterday, do you know how worried I am about you?"

Yang Fan naturally wouldn't tell Qin Ling what he encountered on the top of the mountain, not even anyone, because even he thought those things were ridiculous and incredible, and no one would believe them if he said them.

So Yang Fan said: "It was an accident...... I tripped and fell while practicing yesterday. ”

"I don't want to hear your explanation!" Qin Ling's attitude was very resolute, and he said, "I just want to tell you that you are not allowed to cultivate anymore in the future!"

Yang Fan obviously couldn't accept this request, and said loudly: "Why!?"

"For me, and for yourself. If you don't want to cultivate like this, your body can't bear it. ”

"Mother, I'm measured, I'll never faint again!"

"No, go back to the house, I won't let you go. ”

Facing his resolute mother, Yang Fan gritted his teeth, and suddenly knelt down under his mother's surprised gaze, and said in a trembling voice: "Mother, this is my dream......"

Qin Ling turned his face away, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, as if he was afraid that he would be soft-hearted.

"I don't care if it's your dream or not, I just know that dreams don't matter as much as life. ”

"No! Mother, a person without dreams lives like a walking corpse, without the slightest meaning! I want to live, I want to live a wonderful life!" Yang Fan's eyes flashed with tears, and he said to his mother with reason: "What my brother has not done, I must do it! I want to make the family rich, I want my mother to live a good life, and I want to cure my brother's illness!"

Listening to his son's persuasion, Qin Ling's face did not have any expression, but when he heard the last sentence, a strange light flashed in his eyes, obviously moved by Yang Fan's words.

Qin Ling asked, "What does curing your brother's illness have to do with your cultivation?"

"Of course it matters!" Yang Fan said: "If I cultivate and become a strong person, I can make money and gain a respected status." At that time, with my wealth and connections, will I not be able to find someone who can cure my brother's illness? If I give up cultivation, it will be tantamount to giving up the last hope, and our family will live so hard, and we will be the descendants of the Zhao family all our lives. Do you hope that my brother and I, as well as Ye Zi, will be like you in the future and be the servants of the Zhao family forever?"

Qin Ling's body was shocked, and he was obviously broken through the psychological defense line by Yang Fan's words. She is a good mother, and what she cares about most is these three children, and she is worried about Yang Fan's body if she doesn't let Yang Fan cultivate anymore. But now Yang Fan told him that if he had cultivated, he would be able to find a way to cure Yang Shu's illness. If he gave up cultivation, the two brothers would not be able to get rid of the fate of the current people in the future!

Qin Ling obviously didn't expect this layer, and suddenly stood there as if he had been shocked.

Seeing his mother's expression, Yang Fan knew that his mother was moved by his own words, and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and said: "Mother, didn't you tell me? God rewards hard work, as long as I work hard and persevere, I will definitely succeed!"

After speaking, he quickly ran past his mother and left the house in a puff of smoke.

"Xiao Fan......" Qin Ling came back to his senses, and when he went to call his son again, it was obviously impossible to respond.

Just when Qin Ling's expression was complicated and his thoughts were full of thoughts, Yang Shu's weak figure came out of the darkness and said, "Mother, Yang Fan's momentum is stronger than I did back then, you can't stop him." ”

"Alas......" Qin Ling just sighed.

"But this kid surprised me a little. I always thought he was just a child, and he just played with his dreams. But I didn't expect him to be so focused and persistent. ”

Yang Shu walked to Qin Ling's side, opened his arms to hug his mother, and said softly: "Mother, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, don't worry too much." You are a good mother, and we always remember what you taught us brothers. Rest assured, we won't let you down. Yang Fan won't, I'...... Nor will it!"

Listening to Yang Shu's firm tone, Qin Ling looked at Yang Shu's handsome face in surprise. Poplar is a naturally beautiful man, fair-skinned, handsome-looking, and personable. Although there was an arc-shaped scar in the corner of his right eye, it still couldn't hide his handsome face.

Looking at that scar, Qin Ling felt a little uncomfortable. It was Yang Shu who was disheartened after a serious illness, and took out a knife to disfigure, but Qin Ling grabbed the blade to stop it, but the tip of the knife still left a scar on Yang Shu's face.

Looking at the resolute son in front of him, Qin Ling suddenly felt that the poplar tree was no longer a child in his mind, but had become the pillar of the family.

It has really become a big tree.