In front of the door of the Library Pavilion, Ye Ran looked at the old man who stopped him, and a touch of shock flashed in his eyes.

Ye Ran couldn't see through the old man in front of him, which showed that the old man's realm surpassed that of the soul warrior, at least at the sixth order of the soul warrior!

"Old man, I'm here to learn martial arts from the Library Pavilion. "Ye Ran still has a good habit of respecting the elderly.

"Little one, do you have proof of being able to enter the library. Seeing that Ye Ran was very polite, the old man nodded without a trace.

Ye Ran showed the token that Ye Tian gave him, and after the old man confirmed it, he disappeared in front of Ye Ran in the blink of an eye. And the door of the library slowly opened.

Ye Ran put away the token and didn't show any shocked expression at the sudden disappearance of the old man.

Stepping into the library pavilion, Ye Ran's eyes were greeted by five rows of bookshelves. Ye Ran walked around roughly and found that this library pavilion was not only a place to store martial arts, but also many strange events and creatures on the Soul Continent.

Cultivating martial arts lies in refinement, not in the variety of species.

Ye Ran knew that it was better to find a few fewer and concentrate on cultivation. His eyes will not be limited to Huang Xuan's class martial arts, and a large number of high-level martial arts will be waiting for him in the future.

Ye Ranzai carefully selected. After eliminating one martial art after another, one finally entered his magic eye.

""Ling Feng Bu" - Yellow Rank Moon-level Martial Arts: Cultivating to a small level can travel thousands of miles a day, and cultivating to a large completion can automatically wind, without a trace, no one can reach it. It is divided into nine realms. At the third floor, the soul can condense into two wind blades at the ankles, and at the ninth floor, everything in the world is broken!

Note: Initial progress has been extremely slow. ”

Seeing this "Ling Feng Bu", Ye Ran's eyes lit up. This is a necessary martial art for killing people and setting fires, and running away from goods!

No one practiced such a bullish martial art? Could it be that those people were blind?

It turned out that this martial art had been popular for a while since it was created. Unfortunately, since this martial art can only have obvious effects after cultivating to the third layer, it is precisely the first three layers that are indeed the most difficult to improve, and gradually, it is forgotten. Now only a few mercenaries who want to travel quickly know about it, but only for the convenience of traveling...

As for the explanation of such a, no one in the Ye family cultivates, mainly because the older generation knows how difficult it is to cultivate, and they can no longer be distracted to re-cultivate a martial art that is difficult to progress; Hehe... There are a few people who can enter here who are not arrogant and are admired and admired, who will choose this kind of martial arts that only has the yellow rank and cannot be shown off in cultivation trouble!

Naturally, it will be cheaper Ye Ran! Ye Ran knows that the difficulty in the early stage is to lay a good foundation. A fool would give up this martial art!

Ye Ran put it into the burning ring, anyway, no one wants to cultivate, and he doesn't have to be polite, just keep it for himself. I should have this right, and it's still such an unpopular martial art.

The Yin people have the martial art of running away, and there is still a blatant martial art to do it with others.

I searched carefully, but I didn't find my favorite martial arts. Just when Ye Ran was about to give up, he inadvertently glanced at it and found that there was a book in a corner under a bookshelf.

Ye Ran pulled it out and replaced it with a martial arts book and put it underneath.

"Blowing Fire Palm" - classless martial arts: a must for cooking on fire. Eat a meal made with the fire blown out of the blowing palm, so that you can eat and sleep well, and you will never be full!"

Ye Ran looked at the "Blowing Fire Palm" in his hand speechlessly, and said to himself depressedly: "No class? What kind of martial arts is it!"

Ye Ran just wanted to throw it away, and thought about it again, he would definitely have to go out to travel and cultivate in the future, and it was indispensable when he lived in the wild, and it would be convenient to make a fire and cook in the future.

So, Ye Ran once again received it in the burning ring with peace of mind.

Ye Ran didn't find a martial art that could face the enemy head-on, so he planned to go to the auction house to have a look, hoping to find the one he liked.

However, before that, Ye Ran planned to take a look at those books other than martial arts, so that he could have a long insight.

Ye Ran roughly browsed and found that those books that recorded the Warcraft elixir were all recorded in the one in his burning ring, and even some of them had not been recorded.

Ye Ran saw that the time was not early, so he left the library pavilion. After he left, the old man from the beginning appeared again, looking at Ye Ran's distant back, the old man smiled intriguingly.

Back at his residence, Ye Ran took out the "Ling Feng Step", lucked his soul, and cultivated along the cultivation method above.

Every day... 2nd Sunday... Three Sundays...

Ye Ran has been running for nine weeks, and he has not seen a trace of improvement. Just when Ye Ran was about to give up, a breath rose from Ye Ran's feet and slowly rotated around his calf. If it weren't for Ye Ran's extremely strong sense, he would have doubted whether he could sense its existence.

This small breath slowly traveled upstream along with the meridians on the soles of Ye Ran's feet. At first, the speed was like a snail, accompanied by the slightest pain, although not strong, but it was maintained like this, which made him miserable.

Finally, when that small breath swam to Ye Ran's upper body, the speed became faster, twice as fast as before. And every time that breath traveled, the soul in Ye Ran's body would become as if it was attracted, approaching that breath until it was absorbed.

In the end, after that breath circled in Ye Ran's body, it turned dark green and stayed below Ye Ran's legs. The speed also slowed down, and it was slowly swimming.

The level of cultivation that is extremely difficult to get started with alone is beyond the reach of many people.

Ye Ran stood up and felt it, and the brisk feeling made him applaud.

This is just the feeling of the first floor, if the ninth layer is not able to fly fast?

Ye Ran couldn't help but have a trace of yearning in his heart. In order to be able to practice "Ling Feng Bu" as soon as possible, Ye Ran is operating all the time. Although the consumption of this martial art is very small, the consumption is not acceptable to ordinary people, if it weren't for Ye Ran's reliance on the "Soul Devouring Technique" to replenish it with heaven and earth aura at all times, he wouldn't have done it.

And Ye Ran was pleasantly surprised to find that while consuming, the capacity of his soul field increased little by little, although it was negligible, but it was better than nothing. Don't underestimate this point, as time goes by, this amount will be terrifying!

has such a benefit that can not only brush up on proficiency, but also help him advance, Ye Ran is also happy to do it. Now it is a little harder, but in exchange for the future strength and survival guarantee.

Ye Ran lay on the bed and quickly fell asleep. What happened all day today has brought too much excitement to Ye Ran! From an obscure waste material to a low-level little person with some strength, the sense of sprint brought by this cannot be expressed in words. Although the body is getting stronger and stronger, mental exhaustion is unavoidable, and rest is the best way.

The whole room was clearly illuminated by a faint light, and the faint light actually emanated from the jade pendant on Ye Ran's chest. The jade pendant quietly absorbed and released Ye Ran's running soul until dawn...

Nothing to say all night...