"I'm the weakest!?" Yan Qi couldn't believe it.

"Nonsense!" Bu Fan was very sure, after seeing these brothers and sisters of Yan Qi, Bu Fan found that even the lowest realm of Yan Qi was much stronger than Yan Qi in some aspects.

"I'm actually the weakest ......" Yan Qi showed a wry smile, and then asked, "Then will they listen to me and do what I say?"

Bu Fan felt very tired and said, "Only God knows." ”

Leaving the main house, Mrs. Qi had been waiting outside for a long time.

"How is it?" asked Mrs. Qi anxiously.

Yan Qi smiled and said, "It's okay mom, everything is fine." ”

Mrs. Qi looked at Bu Fan.

"What's wrong with your hand?"

Bu Fan's index finger is not good yet.

"It's just a bit of a conflict. ”

On the way back, Bu Fan told everything that happened at the family banquet, and after learning about Yan Qi's actions, Mrs. Qi was furious as Bu Fan expected.

"Why don't you stop him!"

"I've been stopped!" Bu Fan smiled bitterly.

Mrs. Qi pulled Yan Qi into the room and scolded her fiercely, but Yan Qi did not repent, and always thought about how to win.

Bu Fan was called by Mrs. Qi to talk again.

"If he doesn't cooperate, knock him out and bury him in the ground. ”

"I see. Bu Fan answered.

"How's your hand?" asked Mrs. Qi.

"It's okay, I'll be cured tomorrow. Bu Fan shook his index finger, which was already movable.

"There are a lot of people you can't win, right?" asked Mrs. Qi.

"yes!"

Mrs. Qi took out a jade box from her cuff and handed it to Bu Fan.

"It's ......"

"Your killing move needs a demon devouring core, right, you see if these demon cores are suitable. Mrs. Qi asked.

Bu Fan opened the box and saw that there were more than ten demon cores stuffed in this jade box.

"Wow!" Among them, there are five demon cores of the dragon genus.

"Thank you, all suited me. ”

"You have a good rest, you must keep Qi'er. ”

"I'll do my best. ”

Bu Fan returned to the guest room arranged for him by Mrs. Qi.

"That's enough for me to breathe dragon a few times. ”

With the dragon's breath, Bu Fan is seventy percent sure that he can keep Yan Qi, but it is still too difficult to win.

Although Mrs. Qi only asked him to save Yan Qi's life, she ...... Yan Qi will definitely not cooperate, he has never given up to win, Mrs. Qi said lightly, knocked out the buried ground, but in case Yan Qi is looking for death and life......

"I'll have to prepare early, too!"

Bu Fan picked up a piece of the demon core he had just obtained and swallowed it in his abdomen, and the demon core turned into energy to nourish Bu Fan's dragon spirit, and the dragon became usable.

"Huh——" Bu Fan took a deep breath and launched a drill dragon change, a strong beast attack, Bu Fan almost couldn't control it, it seems that even if it is for himself, Bu Fan has to condense the prototype of Zen as soon as possible.

The floor under the bed had already been removed by Bu Fan, revealing the covered soil, Bu Fan burrowed into the ground, and escaped to the gate of the Yan family's mansion, and the dragon's eye gaze in his left eye passed through the soil and stone and fell on the Baiyan plaque.

Mrs. Qi said that it was a chance to see the true meaning on Baiyan's plaque, and she couldn't force it, but in Bu Fan's opinion.

"Isn't it that difficult?" The plaque of the hundred swallows in the dragon's eye vision disappeared, leaving only a vague swallow character, which slowly decomposed under Bu Fan's gaze, and finally turned into hundreds of flying swallows.

Bu Fan immediately locked on the Zen Feiyan and introduced it into the interior.

In Bufan's interior, the whirlwind is whistling, and the waves are surging, these are the artistic conceptions that Bufan has introduced into the interior scene too late to deal with, and now there is another Feiyan, and Bufan's interior scene with a Zen heart seal can be like this, and I am afraid that I will go crazy if I change people.

This Feiyan hovered in the interior for a while, then found a place to sit down, the wind and waves can not help it in the slightest, that is the characteristics of Zen, but Bufan's Zen can not be as concrete as this Feiyan's Zen, Bu Fan into the artistic conception of the interior, this Feiyan is undoubtedly the highest level, second only to it is the artistic conception of the wind of Lingfeng, and then the artistic conception of the waves of the Benhuai, his artistic conception is not far from the prototype, and it can also be concretized in the interior of Bufan.

The artistic conception is known to everyone and is mainly divided into three levels: clear meaning, prototype, and substance.

Comprehend the artistic conception and integrate it into the martial arts as the clear meaning, and the artistic conception consolidates the concrete form as the prototype.

Bu Fan's Zen is at the level of clear meaning, Bu Fan has been looking for a way to advance, Zen belongs to the more remote artistic conception information is very little, and the dart game can not find what Bu Fan wants, I didn't expect to gain something here.

Bu Fan looked at Feiyan, although the Zen of this Feiyan is completely different from Bu Fan's Zen, but the stone of his mountain can attack jade, Bu Fan is now missing such a piece of his mountain stone, and soon Bu Fan was infected by Feiyan's artistic conception, Zen Yan flew up, and the Zen meaning was always the same when it moved, and it did not change because of "uncertain".

"I see, I see. ”

Bu Fan understood.

"Concentration doesn't have to be a body, as long as the mind is settled, you can meditate at any time. ”

An illusory shadow of a monk appears in Bu Fan's interior scene, and Bu Fan has touched the edge of the prototype, but there is still some distance from the prototype, but this is enough. Bufan stretches his consciousness to the artistic conception of the waves, which is at the same level as Bufan's Zen, and is only one step away from the prototype, and this step is completed by Bufan's Zen.

A Zen heart print flickered, Bu Fan's consciousness into the artistic conception of the waves, a blood shadow appeared behind Bu Fan, the virtual shadow of the artistic conception of the waves dyed red, in fact, in the year of the dart in the finch domain, Bu Fan fell into a bottleneck because of Zen, so he tried to comprehend other artistic conceptions, unconsciously the artistic conception of blood let him understand, but the artistic conception of blood has always been suppressed by Zen, can not be fully played, now Zen touches the edge of the prototype, Bu Fan can finally control the Zen to lift the suppression of the blood, the blood and the waves and the wind have a sense of obsessed fit, and now this test is sure enough, the artistic conception of the external waves and the artistic conception of the wind are integrated into the artistic conception of blood, the artistic conception of blood turned into an illusory river of blood.

"Uh!" a strange feeling welled up in Bu Fan's heart, this is ...... He recalled the feeling he had felt when he had been a dragon in his previous life.

A picture from the depths of memory flashed in front of Bu Fan's eyes, it was a long river of blood, the blood was boiling instantly, and it skyrocketed rapidly, Bu Fan's heart suddenly emerged with a bloodthirsty desire, Bu Fan hurriedly transported the Zen and kept the heart, the blood river was surging, almost drowning the Zen, the blood Zen heart seal flickered at the critical moment, the blood river entered the blood Zen heart seal, and the blood Zen heart seal impacted the Zen heart, Bu Fan felt the intense pain, but he kept his heart, unconsciously, the Zen stabilized, the blood also stabilized, and the two seemed to have reached some kind of balance。

Bu Fan came to his senses, and since he suddenly recalled the memory of the dragon that drilled into the ground, he began to wonder, and now he was more and more puzzled, why did he have so many memories that made him feel that it was his previous life, why did his comprehension of martial arts become a heart seal, who is he?

Bu Fan didn't think about it for too long, he didn't like to drill the horns, anyway, these memories didn't hurt him, and ......

"If it weren't for these memories, I'm afraid I would have lost to Bu Kickyun a long time ago. ”