The morning light is faint, and the east wants to dawn.

Tianyun City, which had been silent all night, gradually became lively, the city gates were wide open, and merchants and resting cultivators poured into the city.

Bu Fan and they are no exception, in order to survive, they can only carry broken bowls into the city, and pray to passers-by in the street corners and alleys, hoping that well-wishers can enjoy their meals.

As soon as he thought that the wisdom and talent he possessed had been reduced to the point where he could only beg for food, Bu Fan felt aggrieved.

But he can't accept it, calculus, spatial analytic geometry and linear algebra on the earth, it seems that it is really useless in this world, is it possible that you can still use formulas to fight with other people's martial arts?

"Get out of the way!

Suddenly, there was a commotion on the street, Bu Fan looked up, and found three giant beasts more than two feet tall speeding by, each sitting on it, on either side were masked people in black clothes, and in the middle sat a young man in white, who looked about the same age as Bu Fan.

When he saw the word "leaf" on their clothes, Bu Fan's eyes lit up with anger.

That's the people of the Ye family, Tianyun City has a Ye family mansion in addition to the city lord's mansion, not only Tianyun City, but also a Ye family mansion in every city of the Dragon Crystal Empire in addition to the city lord's mansion.

In the Longjing Continent, the strength of the Ye family can be on an equal footing with the royal family, and it will even be slightly superior, seeing that the Ye family is so strong, the empire has no way to take the Ye family, because no one knows how deep the Ye family's family heritage, which has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, will be.

The name of the three-headed beast just now is Ironclad, don't think how easy it is to mess with just because its name sounds like a fool.

Ironclad Beast, a first-level demon beast, is comparable to the strength of human beings in the Qi training period, as the name suggests, it has a skin as hard as steel, and its defensive power is comparable to that of some second-level demon beasts.

Bu Fan was not in vain in the Ye family's years of life, after learning the language of this world, he went to the Ye family's library every day to read books, and for six years, he almost turned over the Ye family's collection, and understood the world thoroughly.

The reason why Bu Fan was able to become a scholar on the earth was because he had this extraordinary ability - never forget.

Everything he has seen will be deeply remembered by him, in addition to the basic knowledge books such as "Demon Beast Hundred Explanations" and "Ten Thousand Grass Compendium", the Ye family's library is more about martial arts, although those martial arts will be difficult to understand, but Bu Fan still wrote down the content inside, Ye Qinglong did not stop it at that time, but he thought that Bu Fan was young and was only interested in the illustrations inside.

It can be said that Bu Fan is now a mobile martial arts arsenal, but he can't practice without a spiritual root. Just thinking of a hungry person, with a table of delicacies in front of him but unable to eat, this uncomfortable feeling, Bu Fan has suffered for many years.

"Hey, have you heard......"

At this time, the conversation between the two vendors around him attracted Bu Fan's attention.

"The Xuanjian Sect, one of the three major middle sects, has begun to recruit people again, I heard that Ye Tiancheng, the eldest young master of the Ye Family Mansion in Tianyun City, has signed up to participate."

"Ye Tiancheng, the one who just passed, can he do it?"

"Who knows, I heard that he has reached the ninth layer of qi training, in the past, the Xuanjian Sect recruited disciples very strictly, and it seems to have relaxed a lot in the past two years, as long as he is qualified to sign up in the late stage of qi training, whether he can be selected is another matter."

"Hey, boy, what's the use of you beggar listening to this?"

When Bu Fan was fascinated by listening, he was awakened by an angry shout, and when he looked up, he found that the two vendors were looking at him mockingly.

Bu Fan secretly clenched his fists, remained silent, and continued to bow his head to beg from passers-by.

Wu Feitu left, and in a blink of an eye, the sun was in the west, and Bu Fan and they were also driven out of the city by the city guards and returned to the ancient temple.

When they arrived at the temple, everyone took out the begged food from their pockets and broken porcelain bowls and placed it on the ground, which was a rule that must be followed.

If you want to eat other people's food, you can exchange it for your own, and if both parties agree, you can change it, and if one party does not agree, you can also grab it with your own strength, and I don't know when this is a rule that has been handed down, and someone told him after Bu Fan came.

After getting along for so long, there are very few fights, and everyone knows who is strong and who is weak, and it is generally to put out food for those relatively strong people to choose.

But Bu Fan's food has never been exchanged, not because he is strong, but because the food he begged for is too unpalatable, basically some black wowo heads that have been dry for an unknown amount of time.

He can't pull down his face like other beggars, crying for his father and begging for his mother, even after so many years, he can't say it, this may be the last trace of dignity in his heart.

After gnawing on his nest, he cowered into the corner of the temple to rest, and when everyone else was asleep, he would naturally wake up and climb to the top of the temple to cultivate.

The sky is full of stars, and the moon is thousands of miles.

Bu Fan sat on the top of the temple and repeated the same action as yesterday, and there was still the broken book in front of him, which was one of the relics left to him by his mother, and a bronze bracelet, I heard my mother say that this was given to her by Bu Fan's grandfather, and the name of this book was "Mixed Yuan Jue".

The "Mixed Yuan Jue" is a cultivation exercise, which can be divided into three layers or only regarded as one layer, the first layer is to accelerate the condensation of spiritual energy by pinching the recipe for the cultivator to absorb. The second and third layers are several pages of white paper, on which are only written ten large characters: "Please use the magic of the previous layer to open"

......

For seven years, Bu Fan would pinch the surrounding aura every day, and when they formed a vortex in his body, he would control the vortex and slam it towards the position of the dantian in his abdomen.

This time was no exception, everything was as usual, Bu Fan condensed the aura vortex, and then crashed into the dantian.

With a "poof", the whirlpool collapsed, the aura dissipated, Bu Fan's body trembled slightly, a touch of loss flashed in his eyes, and he sighed slightly.

Bu Fan didn't know what other people's dantian was like, anyway, his dantian was wrapped in a cloud of gray gas, and he didn't know what it was like inside, he condensed the cyclone every day just to break through that gas, but the result was obvious, it never succeeded.

Just as he was about to try again, suddenly there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, he immediately pinched the trick and looked inside, and found that the position of the dantian was cracked one after another, and colorful light flashed from the gaps, and the surrounding fundamental aura took the initiative to pour into his body without him deliberately condensing.

"Uhh

The sharp pain from the aura hitting the dantian almost said that Bu Fan fainted in pain, and it was strange to say that in the past, Bu Fan took the initiative to condense the aura to impact the dantian, and there would only be a trace of numbness, but this time it was so painful.

About half an hour, just when Bu Fan couldn't hold on and was about to pass out, the gray air mass in the dantian completely dispersed, revealing the true face inside, and a piece of yellow gas floated in Bu Fan's dantian.

Yellow-level spirit root?!

Wait, what's that colored dot in the middle?