Yuantian Continent, Tianyang City.

At the cliff of the mountain behind Yang's house, there was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy who was climbing on the cliff with a medicine basket on his back, and there was only one crystal spirit grass in his medicine basket.

"It's been three years! The fairy spirit grass that I nourish with blood every day has finally grown, and I can finally open up my muscles and veins and cultivate my vitality!" The young man's resolute face showed excitement.

The young man's name is Yang Fan, although he is a child of the Yang family, his parents died when he was young, and he was bullied everywhere in the Yang family.

Moreover, in this continent where martial arts are respected, he is unable to guide his vitality into his body for cultivation, and he is destined to be unable to become a martial artist in this life.

So Yang Fan fell into the name of a waste in the Yang family.

The only partner is the son of the Yang family's housekeeper, Chen Meng.

Three years ago, Chen Meng told Yang Fan a way to open up the tendons and veins, that is, the pillar of fairy spirit grass at the cliff, which required Yang Fan to warm it with blood for three years, and when the fairy spirit grass grows up, he can open the tendons and veins after taking it.

Three years have passed, and today Yang Fan finally picked the pillar of fairy spirit grass.

Yang Fan climbed up along the cliff and finally climbed to the top of the cliff, but just when he put one hand on the edge of the cliff, suddenly a big foot stepped on the back of his hand and twisted it vigorously.

A cone of pain came from his hand, and Yang Fan immediately bared his teeth in pain, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Who is it?" Yang Fan gritted his teeth and looked up.

I saw a familiar face looking down at him, it was actually Chen Meng! Yang Fan's face was full of confusion, and he said, "Chen Meng, what are you doing?"

Chen Meng's face showed excitement, and he said coldly: "Yang Fan, I didn't expect you to be so simple, you really used blood to warm that pillar of fairy spirit grass for three years, it seems that the medicinal properties of this fairy spirit grass are good, just Brother Meng, I laughed, haha." ”

"What did you say?"

Yang Fan's face was full of shock, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, seeing Chen Meng's face full of greed, Yang Fan understood what was going on even if he was stupid, Chen Meng was going to snatch his fairy spirit grass!

"Chen Meng, you and I grew up together since childhood, and we are like brothers, and you told me that taking this fairy spirit grass can open up the muscles and veins, why do you ......?"

"Whew!"

Chen Meng took a sip with a cold face, and said coldly: "Just because you are a waste, you are worthy of interceding with me? It is a waste for you to take such a heavenly treasure as Immortal Spirit Grass! Three years ago, I told you to use blood to nourish me, just to deceive you."

Raise the fairy spirit grass so that I can take it, I didn't expect you fool to still be kept in the dark, so stupid, it's really right to deserve the title of waste!"

At this time, Yang Fan knew that he had been fooled, and he had worked hard for three years to warm up the fairy spirit grass with blood, which was actually a trap set by Chen Meng!

"Chen Meng, you despicable villain!" Yang Fan gritted his teeth hatefully.

Chen Meng shook his head with a smile, and sighed: "Waste is waste after all, and when you die, you still have the advantage of your tongue, if you can beg me for mercy, maybe I can spare your life, now it seems that you don't need to live, go die!"

As soon as the words fell, Chen Meng poked out his palm, and a suction force sucked the fairy spirit grass into his hand, and then a cold color flashed on his face, and he kicked Yang Fan off the cliff with one kick.

"Chen Meng, you despicable villain! I must kill you......"

Yang Fan's body fell rapidly, and the hatred in his heart burned like a raging fire.

"Waste, if you fall, you will inevitably be crushed, and you want to kill me? Chen Meng held the fairy spirit grass in his hand, felt the warm breath emanating from the fairy spirit grass, and was extremely excited in his heart, laughing and leaving.

......

Thump!

A figure fell into the lake from a high altitude, splashing more than two meters high.

Yang Fan can't swim, his body keeps sinking after falling into the water, Yang Fan can't breathe, his face is red, and his body is constantly struggling, but his body is still sinking.

"I am not falling to my death, am I going to drown in this water?"

Before losing consciousness, Yang Fan's mind flashed such a thought.

Just when Yang Fan was about to faint due to suffocation, a ball of light rose from the bottom of the lake, and when the ball of light touched Yang Fan, it directly enveloped Yang Fan's entire body, and then dragged his body up slowly, and soon floated above the water, and dragged his body to the shore.

"What a strange ball of light!"

Yang Fan stood on the shore and sighed in surprise.

At this time, the halo of light that enveloped his body gradually began to condense, and finally condensed into a ball of light, suspended in front of him.

Yang Fan was curious, and wanted to touch the ball of light, but in the next second, the ball of light flew towards Yang Fan, the speed was extremely fast, and it directly drilled into the brain from Yang Fan's forehead and disappeared.

"Ahh

Yang Fan only felt that there was a ball of qi in his brain that was extremely inflated, and the strong feeling of swelling made Yang Fan scream miserably, and then fainted.

When he woke up, it was already night, the moon was sparse, and there was the sound of insects and birds chirping around, and Yang Fan touched his swollen head and got up from the ground.

After sitting on the ground for a while, Yang Fan finally realized that he had an extra memory in his mind that did not belong to him, it was the memory of a martial arts master, but the memory only retained the combat experience and martial arts skills of the martial arts master, and nothing else.

"That's a strange thing!"

Yang Fan sighed in surprise, he obtained a memory of a martial arts master out of thin air, which could not be explained by common sense at all, but in this Yuantian Continent, there were too many things that could not be explained by common sense.

Thinking of being persecuted by his most trusted friend, Yang Fan trembled angrily, couldn't help clenching his fists, and secretly said in his heart: "Chen Meng! This account will have to be settled with you sooner or later!"

Born with clogged muscles and veins, he couldn't absorb the vitality to improve his cultivation, and now even the fairy spirit grass was taken away by Chen Meng, it seems that he can only slowly improve his combat effectiveness by refining his body.

Although the cultivation of the rou body is disgraced by most martial artists, it is the only way for Yang Fan.

Now that he has obtained the memory of the grandmaster, there is definitely a shortcut, because the countless martial arts cheats in his memory can be used by himself.

Yang Fan sat on the shore with his eyes closed, rummaging in his mind for the martial arts that suited him, and suddenly he opened his eyes violently, his eyes revealed an infinite demonic color, his face was extremely shocking, and the whole person kept trembling because of excitement.

"Through the meridian refining bone skill, you can use your own strength to refine the meridian and refine the bones, and repeated practice can open up the blocked meridians!"

Yang Fan was extremely shocked, and he was busy and carefully confirmed it several times, only to find that in the memory of the grandmaster, there was really a technique that could open up the meridians!