Chapter Twenty-Three: My Way
"Since you're going to give me a ride, let's see if you have the ability. Liu Mingfan felt a surge of pride in his heart, and his soul power was released without concealment.
Burst forth!
Just for a moment, the sense of oppression that had entangled Liu Mingfan a little suffocated before disappeared in an instant, and the expressions of the older generation around him were not very good.
With the changes of the times, the aura of the Eternal Realm has become thinner and thinner, and the average cultivation of embroidery is far less than in the past. At this time, except for those with great bloodlines like Tuoba Cai'er and Su Weier, or people with extraordinary talents and inheritances from previous lives, there are already very few cultivators who can have major cultivation. The so-called older generation in this compound is actually very ordinary, except for a few who are half-immortal cultivators, most of the others are only half-step half-immortals, that is, pseudo-immortal cultivators.
Such a group of people, in front of Liu Mingfan, who is fully liberalized, is really not enough. In addition to the hard power of his own half-immortal mid-stage, the current Liu Mingfan has also nurtured his soul in the mountain city for several years, completely absorbed the power of Yu Tao in the remnant of the sea, and awakened the sleeping Shakyamuni, for a while, he knew that the soul power in the sea was far beyond that of ordinary earth immortals, and if he was given some time, he was afraid that he would be able to go straight to the realm of immortals. Moreover, there is another thing that Liu Mingfan does not know.
In order to save Liu Mingfan, he had already injected all his essence and blood into Liu Mingfan's body, and what was absorbed by Liu Mingfan together with him was in addition to part of his cultivation, and there was also one thing, Bi Fang.
It took ten years for the spirit of the underworld to completely awaken the spirit of the example, and now Bi Fang is still asleep in Liu Mingfan's soul, so Liu Mingfan does not feel it in the village. However, the entry of this Bifang Spirit has brought great benefits to Liu Mingfan's soul.
Bi Fang's entry is equivalent to opening up a small world in Liu Mingfan's sea of knowledge, diluting Liu Mingfan's soul power little by little, as a warm nourishment for Bi Fang's spirit. In this way, the soul power in Liu Mingfan's sea of knowledge has been lost, and it has been out of a state of deficiency. This state will not cause damage to the soul, but it will stimulate the soul to circulate involuntarily, accelerate the absorption of the power of heaven and earth, and try to fill Liu Mingfan's sea of knowledge. Then it was absorbed, saved, and fed back to Liu Mingfan by Bi Fang's spirit.
Such a cycle has doubled Liu Mingfan's soul cultivation speed!
In March in the mountain city, three years after the world, Liu Mingfan's soul has reached a certain level after three years of warmth.
"This kid of the Liu family is so disrespectful!" An old man in the crowd chopped the chess pieces in his hand heavily on the stone table, his face full of displeasure. It is not difficult to tell the old man's age from the old man's face with old age spots and his pale beard. "Even if your father comes, you have to call your uncle, you kid still dare to go wild here?"
"Uncle?" Liu Mingfan's mouth suddenly raised an arc, and he turned his head to look at the old man.
"This is Cui Lao. Qiao Ming tugged Liu Mingfan's arm and motioned him not to move. In fact, he also doesn't want to see this Cui Shushan. A centenarian who has not entered the semi-fairyland, everyone respects him and calls him Cui Lao. Originally, since others gave him respect, he naturally had a step down, and he would be a kind old man with kind eyebrows and good intentions, and enjoy his old age in peace. But he relied on the old and sold the old, and he was so unhappy in the compound with a backup.
Although the younger generation in the compound was dissatisfied, they did not speak out calmly because of the bitter words of the older generation. After all, the vast majority of the people in the compound are old people who are over the age of six, although they may not be very accomplished in cultivation, but it will not be useless to be able to come to this compound.
Take this Cui Lao as an example, there is no formation in this world that he doesn't know, although he may not be able to arrange it on his own, but as long as he is given enough manpower and the world, he can copy all the recorded formations in the world. Copying the formation is not as simple as copying it down, but also adjusting it according to the right time, place and formation, otherwise it is very likely that the formation will collapse due to the collapse of the power of heaven and earth before it is ready.
Therefore, although this Cui Lao has a more domineering temper, Qiao Ming has never cared about it, and he has been a junior for more than ten years, trying not to collide with him. But today is good, Liu Mingfan directly gave him a bar. This kid has the same virtue as his father in his bones, and he is not afraid of heaven and earth.
"Liu Mingfan, junior of the Liu family, meet Cui Lao!" Liu Mingfan clasped his fists with both hands and bowed to Uncle Cui.
"Hmph, yellow-haired boy, I really thought I ......" Cui Shushan wanted to say a few more words, but before he could finish speaking, a mouthful of blood suddenly surged up his throat and swallowed what he was about to say.
"You!"
"What do you do!"
"Cui Lao!
"Someone!
Everyone was in chaos for a while, a group of people flocked to Cui Shushan, a group of people flocked to Liu Mingfan, and a wave of people stood aside, and they were not in a hurry to move.
"What are you doing!" Qiao Ming also didn't expect Liu Mingfan to be like this. Although Liu Mingfan's temper has always been irritable for some young people, he is also a very educated person, and he has not taken the initiative to offend anyone for so many years. But this time, he directly made such a ruthless attack on Uncle Cui, and he really didn't expect it.
Four years, what has Liu Mingfan become in these four years?
"I'm saluting the old-timers. Liu Mingfan smiled slightly, and the hands of the fist in his hand were about to bow down again.
"Stop!" A hand suddenly stretched out and pressed it on Liu Mingfan's shoulder, making him unable to move. "One time is enough, don't get an inch!"
Liu Mingfan raised his eyes and saw that he was familiar. When he first came to this compound with Qiao Ming four years ago, the girl was in this outfit now, but the popsicle in her hand became a "Jiefang brand" enamel tea jar.
Interestingly, three years have passed, and the little girl is still less than 1.5 meters Lori, and there has been no change at all.
"Elder Wen. Qiao Ming arched his hand at the girl, not daring to say more.
This Wen Jingwen is half of his master to a certain extent, after the old way left, it was Wen Jingwen who taught him to recognize herbs and medicines, and without Wen Jingwen, he might have to take a lot of detours.
"It's enough, it's going to hurt people if you make another move!" Wen Jingwen gave Cui Shushan a pill, looked back at Liu Mingfan, and was a little angry. "How can you be so ruthless at such a young age? Is this the way your father taught you?!"
"What kind of path am I taking, and I want you to point me across?"