In the early morning, the soft sunlight casts on the earth, through the window, and falls on the bed.

Rubbing his tired eyes, Yang Xuan stretched and got up from the bed.

After lying on the bed for two days, Yang Xuan felt that his whole body was about to become moldy.

No cell phone, no TV, no games, no entertainment, it's hellish torture.

If it weren't for the fear of being recognized that "Yang Xuan" had changed a person, he would not have pretended to be sick in bed for two days.

In the past two days, almost all the more important people in the entire Huangfeng Mountain have come to see him, and according to the memory in his mind, he has put these people in the right seats, and he no longer has to worry about not knowing him.

This is enough, the original body itself is relatively withdrawn, except for the eldest brother Yang Li and sister Yang Caier, others, including his father Yang Huaiyun, he has not had much contact.

And Yang Li and Yang Cai'er, after Yang Li broke through the foundation building two years ago and became a foundation building monk, he accepted the recruitment of Tianxuanzong and is currently in the army on the border between Tianxuanzong and the demon clan.

Yang Caier has rarely come back since she married into the Dongli Chen family.

Originally, there were two maids in the mansion who were very familiar with the original body, but the two of them were just slaves, and in this world with clear class levels, even if they found that Yang Xuan had changed, they obviously didn't dare to talk nonsense.

A large cup of unknown demon beast milk, a bowl of porridge made of spiritual rice, a piece of advanced demon beast meat, plus some spiritual fruits, this is Yang Xuan's breakfast.

Compared to before, there is no doubt that this breakfast seems a little extravagant.

Yang Xuan estimated that the sudden improvement of Fire Food was mostly due to the fact that he had just recovered from his injuries and that he had already become a foundation building cultivator.

For the foundation building monks, Bigu is no longer a problem, but as the saying goes, the more you eat, the faster you grow, and this principle is also applicable to cultivation.

Demon Beast Milk, Advanced Demon Beast Meat, Spirit Rice, Spirit Fruit, although these things can't immediately increase people's mana, but if they go on like this, they will still have a good effect.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, if it is not a special circumstance, even a monk who has cultivated to a higher level will not give up three meals a day.

Maybe it was because he had been lying down for too long and his body was too weak, but Yang Xuan didn't waste any food, and ate it all.

After eating breakfast, Yang Xuan opened the door and walked out.

The sun rises in the east, and the rising sun shines on the body, warm.

Facing the sun, Yang Xuan couldn't help but start running the exercises.

The crimson mana traveled in the meridians of the whole body, making Yang Xuan only feel comfortable, just one word, cool!

"Huh?"

The mana ran around his body, slowly returning to the dantian, and Yang Xuan immediately found that there was a different place in the dantian.

Looking inside, I saw that in the mana pool like a small fish pond, a copper coin that exuded golden light was lying quietly in the mana pool.

"This is the ancient money I bought for two hundred yuan at the stall?"

After seeing the true face of the copper coin, Yang Xuan couldn't help but stare at it.

He especially remembered that the reason why he crossed over was because he accidentally got blood on this copper coin, and then he rolled his eyes and crossed into this world.

Since this copper coin has also crossed over, the culprit of his crossing has obviously been hammered, and it is this copper coin.

"I'm going to see what you are!"

Yang Xuan manipulated his divine sense to reach for the copper coin.

As soon as he touched the copper coin, a stream of information directly passed into Yang Xuan's mind through the copper coin.

Innate merit money, merit, exchange.

The intermittent information seemed a little messy, and after some sorting, Yang Xuan probably understood the role of this copper coin.

It is called the Innate Merit Money, which is an innate spiritual treasure, and those who hold it can use it to exchange their merits for the Heavenly Dao for exercises and insights.

After figuring out the function of this thing, Yang Xuan couldn't help but groan.

can exchange exercises and insights, this is a proper weapon.

With this thing, and if the merit is enough, he will definitely be able to achieve the top of his class.

As everyone knows, there are only three things that affect a monk's combat power, mana, magic weapons (foreign objects such as talismans are also counted), and magic skills.

Among them, if you are in the same level, the mana is basically the same, so this factor will not affect the combat power between the two too much.

Therefore, in the battle between the same level, the most important thing that can affect the victory or defeat of both sides is nothing more than magic weapons and spell exercises.

Yang Xuan didn't dare to guarantee that he was more than others and stronger than others.

But the magic technique, now with the innate merit money, his attainments in this area will definitely not be comparable to ordinary people.

Therefore, he didn't dare to say that he was invincible at the same level, but if he booked a top level of the same level, it should be completely fine.

It's just that although he has expectations for a better life in the future, there is a very fatal problem in front of Yang Xuan.

The problem is that he doesn't know how to get merit!

Just as Yang Xuan was thinking about how to gain merit, a voice that seemed to be a little forced and laughing pulled him back to reality.

"Xuan'er, it's great that you're okay."

The person who came was none other than the wife of the cheap father, the original stepmother, Mrs. Yang.

From the time she went out to now, it was only a few minutes, and Mrs. Yang rushed over in a hurry, obviously someone reported the news.

In this regard, Yang Xuan was not surprised, as the lord's wife of Huang Fengshan, it was not too easy to buy a few servants.

"Lord Xuanhuang blesses, you know? I'm worried about breaking things these days......"

Mrs. Yang had a fake smile on her face and a look of concern.

For her words, Yang Xuan believed half of it.

The worry must be real, but the object of concern is certainly not herself, but her stupid son locked in a dungeon.

Although he has been lying on the hospital bed for the past few days, Yang Xuan is not ignorant of what is happening in this mansion.

learned from the maid that on the day of the incident, Yang Qian was severely beaten by the annoyed and angry head of the Yang Huaiyun family, and even Mrs. Yang, who was persuaded on the side, was slapped in the face.

Maybe he was really angered, or maybe in order to give an explanation to all parties, Yang Huaiyun directly ordered someone to lock Yang Qian in the dungeon.

If it weren't for him replacing the original body and coming back to life, maybe Yang Gan would have been executed.

Since the Immortal Court launched the Colonial War of the Realms, I don't know how many feudal lords have appeared.

There are countless countries, sects, and families established by these feudal lords.

After a long time, the feudal lords have long figured out a set of rules that belong to the family and the sect.

Normally, these rules are rarely broken.

If it is broken, it will be the wrath of the people.

Obviously, Yang Qian made such a mistake.

Snatching what belongs to my brother in the open, and almost killing my brother, this is simply murder!

Although the children of the family often do everything to fight for the right to inherit, there are not a few people who die at the hands of their brothers every year, but everyone is secret, and a guy like him who is on the table is almost impossible in Yang Xuan's memory.