When you wake up, it's already dark.

Lin Fan stood up with support, and a feeling of dizziness came, and he almost fell down again.

Obviously, the breakthrough failed, and the sequelae of the soul power surge have not completely dissipated.

Fortunately, except for the paleness of his face and the weakness of his whole body, there was no major problem, and as for the hollowness in his consciousness, he was directly ignored by Lin Fan, who was accustomed to it.

Lin Fan has to experience such breakthroughs and failures several times a month, and he is used to it after a few years.

In the words of his master, dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water......

Pranayama recovered for a while, and his state was a little better.

The dizziness was driven away, and the person became much clearer.

Lin Fan staggered to the door.

At this time, it was just early in the morning, this was the time for the disciples of the Burial Sword Pavilion to practice in the morning, and the soul cultivation disciples were generally cultivating in the quiet room, while the physical cultivation disciples were about to boil their muscles and bones outside.

Lin Fan's soul cultivation could not make a breakthrough, so he changed to physical cultivation in desperation.

Therefore, he is no exception to appear in the martial arts arena, since the soul cultivation can't work, then the body cultivation has to work harder.

Choosing a place where no one was around, Lin Fan walked towards the rows of wooden stakes.

"Bang...... Bang ......"

A muffled sound came, and after the vitality in his body surged to his arms, Lin Fan concentrated his mind and swung his fist out, and the wooden stake wrapped in the bark of the iron tree shook violently again and again.

Monotonous straight punches, simple movements, and uncountable swings.

After a while, sweat dripped down, and the cyan shirt clinged to the slightly thin body, and the clear muscles explained Lin Fan's physique.

Feeling the vitality in his body, which was not full, Lin Fan was somewhat impatient, and his body had been cultivated for three years, but it was his weakness to start late.

Only by sweating more than others can we get rid of the title of waste wood.

Although in the face of the ridicule of his peers, Lin Fan always seemed to be indifferent, but who could really be indifferent......

A punch was swung out forcefully, and the hard iron tree bark shook the fist in severe pain, and the fist did not stop the formation of the scars under the protection of the vitality.

Properly mixing soul power into the vitality, Lin Fan carefully felt the different feelings brought by each attack and shock, and the soul and body were double cultivated...... When Lin Fan couldn't break through in his soul cultivation, this was undoubtedly the only way to improve his strength, but it was also the most difficult way.

"Yo, look at who this is, how can Lin Datiancai also cultivate with us little martial artists of the Mortal Yuan Realm, isn't this a loss of identity, hahaha......."

A string of discordant voices rang out behind him.

Lin Fan frowned and slowly turned around, only to see several Fan Yuan Realm disciples who had followed Lu Junfeng yesterday standing there and talking nonsense.

"Hmph, it seems that Lu Junfeng is still unwilling, he didn't have a chance to make a move yesterday, but today he released these eagle dogs, and the abacus is good."

After thinking about it in his heart, Lin Fan didn't care about it after frowning slightly.

But I remembered the "teaching" of the master yesterday......

"It's a few of you, why didn't you follow your master Lu Junfeng today, did he forget to feed the dog food", Lin Fan fought back unceremoniously.

"You ......"

One of the disciples was enraged and was about to step forward, but a young man in white in the lead stopped him.

looked at Lin Fan and sneered.

"What are you angry with him, it's just a waste material."

In the face of the sneer of the leading young man.

Lin Fan's face turned cold, but he didn't wait to say anything to fight back, and the disciple who had just been enraged sneered again, "The Burial Sword Pavilion is about to close, maybe he will defect to us in the future, and there is a chance to clean him up."

When the young man in the lead heard this, he also said casually.

"That's, what kind of real fire is it with a waste material, there is time to slowly clean him up, and Mu Qingyun can't take care of him for a few days."

Then the two of them turned and left.

"What did you just say", Lin Fan suddenly frowned and snorted.

The disciple who hadn't had time to turn around was slightly stunned, then stopped and sneered, "I said that your Burial Sword Pavilion is about to close, how about it."

But as soon as the words fell, a cyan figure rushed in front of him......

"Bang ......"

With a muffled sound, the disciple's eyes widened and his mouth opened, and he fell to the ground hunched over like a prawn, covering his stomach with both hands, and a fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead......

And the white-clothed Qingnian who was in the lead had just turned around, and when he saw Lin Fan slowly retracting the fist he had just attacked, and seeing his companion rolling on the ground with pain under his feet, his eyes immediately turned cold, "You dare to do it......."

But...... Ignoring his words, Lin Fan tilted his head and asked the same lightly, "What did you just say?"

The young man in white was stunned for a moment, then his face sank, and he said coldly, "I said you are a waste material."

"It's not this sentence", Lin Fan shook his head and said lightly.

The white-clothed young man's eyes narrowed, and with his strength in the eighth stage of the Fan Yuan Realm, he naturally would not be afraid of Lin Fan.

Whether it is cultivating the soul or body, it is all using the vitality of heaven and earth.

Physical cultivation is roughly divided into several realms according to the stages

Fan Yuan, Ning Yuan, Dust Yuan, Gui Yuan, Rong Yuan

Soul cultivation is divided into:

Mortal souls, condensed souls, dust souls, returned souls, melted souls

Each realm is further divided into nine sections.

And as a martial artist of the eighth stage of the Fan Yuan Realm, Lin Fan only has the sixth stage of the Fan Yuan Realm, and he is two ranks higher than Lin Fan, so he doesn't care about Lin Fan, and he said with a smile, "I said Mu Qingyun ......."

But that's not the end of the story......

Lin Fan stepped on the stony ground with force under his feet, and the figure shot straight out like a sharp arrow, and his left leg, which was surrounded by faint vitality, swept towards the waist of the white-clothed young man like a steel whip.

"This speed is ......", the young man in white sighed secretly in his heart, and hurriedly raised his left leg to strike a hard blow to Lin Fan.

"Bang ......"

After the collision of pure flesh, the two vitality instantly canceled out, Lin Fan's brows furrowed slightly, while the young man in white grinned in pain.

But before the young man in white could fight back, a strange force had already entered his body when he attacked......

"Yes...... Soul power attack, soul body double cultivation", his heart trembled, and then he immediately woke up, although Lin Fan only had the realm of the sixth stage of the Fan Yuan Realm...... He is also a Mortal Soul Realm fifth-stage soul cultivator...... True soul body dual cultivation.

Without waiting for him to think about it carefully, the faint soul power had already spread rapidly in his body, and the vitality in the body of the white-clothed young man suddenly stagnated......

Physical cultivation can't mobilize vitality, it's just a mortal with a strong body, the young man in white raised his head in horror, but what caught his eye was a fist wrapped in vitality......

"Bang", there was another muffled sound, and a white figure flew out upside down, and the leading white-clothed young man fell off the stage in an instant, his cheeks were red and swollen, his nostrils were bleeding, and a tooth flew out......

Slowly got up in fright, the young man in white was full of shock, Lin Fan was also prepared to make a move, but the speed and strength were ...... And it also invades the body with soul power attacks, which are all things that he can't resist......

Lin Fan slowly withdrew his fist and looked at the white-clothed young man in the audience with a cold expression.

"Remember, I'm not a waste material, at least with your unpopular strength, it's not worth talking about, and my master's name is not something you can mention casually.

This is just a lesson, if there is a ...... next time".

Lin Fan's eyes were cold, and his soul power was injected into his eyes, and he glared fiercely.

As if a ray of light pierced people's eyes, the young man in white's pupils shrank suddenly, his body shivered involuntarily, and cold sweat flowed from his back......

The other people who were traveling with him quickly ran over and helped him and another companion up, and then looked at Lin Fan with a face full of consternation.

The sixth stage of the Fan Yuan Realm instantly killed the eighth stage of the Fan Yuan Realm...... This is what they call scrap......

And the leading white-clothed disciple finally eliminated his previous fright after seeing his companion, but he didn't dare to continue to provoke.

Lin ...... Lin Fan, don't be arrogant, a month later, Senior Brother Lu will personally take action, and then he will let you climb down the martial arts arena and roll back to the Imperial Soul ......Palace."

The young man in white took advantage of the strength of the crowd to be ruthless.

But Lin Fan just glanced at those people lightly, and said coldly, "Tell your master, if you want to do it, I will accompany you at any time!"

The young man in white was stunned again, and he didn't dare to speak any more, and quickly withdrew from the martial arts arena with the support of several people......

......

Seeing the group drifting away, Lin Fan took a deep breath.

His fists were clenched white, and he said resentfully in his heart, "Strength, it's all strength, if I can break through the fifth stage of the mortal soul, I can continue to cultivate the soul, and the master will not be affected by me and be despised by others......

As the first person to cultivate the soul of the Burial Sword Pavilion, the master will not be criticized for protecting me.

Bottleneck...... It's all this damn bottleneck...... What will I use to face that unknown catastrophe in four years......".

Lin Fan froze in place, his body trembling violently.

"The catastrophe is by no means the end, the so-called fate, that is not my bondage.

I don't believe in any fate, and even if there is, it must be in my own hands, if this heaven and earth do not allow ......

Then I will even control the fate of this heaven and earth!

I, Lin Fan, swear here today that I will definitely step on the martial arts and break through the Nine Tribulations!"

After roaring angrily in his heart, Lin Fan slowly let go of his hands and gradually returned to normal.

The essence of the Dao Dao in his eyes flashed and then dissipated......

Anger and swearing won't solve the problem.

Only by redoubling efforts can we break this status quo, which Lin Fan deeply understands and has never stopped.