Not to mention the uncle Huan Ming who guarded the gate and the tall slender young man with the surname of Gao Yifan, they each had their own feelings because of the words left by Yun Yifan.

Let's talk about Yun Yifan, and after a while, he returned to the small courtyard where their family lived.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw that several plates of delicate dishes and a small basket of steamed buns were already laid out on the table, as well as three pairs of chopsticks and a pot of hot mung bean and barley porridge.

"Brother, you're back, you can finally start eating!" Yun Yimeng, who was sitting at the table, said impatiently, while already holding a bowl and starting to serve porridge.

"Yifan, hurry up and wash your hands and start eating!" Luo Chenxi came out of the kitchen with a porcelain basin and greeted from afar.

"Mother, are you making rock sugar mung bean barley porridge?" Yun Yifan asked while washing his hands beside him.

Here, Luo Chenxi had already placed the porcelain basin on the table, and while sitting down, he said with a smile: "It's not-I know that you like to drink, so I deliberately boiled it." There is also the black chicken and wolfberry soup that I simmered slowly for an hour over low heat, the meat floss soup is thick, just to make up for you and a dream!"

"Thank you, mother-" Yun Yifan strode to the table, sat down, and said, "I like to drink the rock sugar mung bean barley porridge that my mother boiled herself! Wow, and this black chicken and wolfberry soup, it smells so good!"

"If you like to eat. Luo Chenxi smiled softly, paused, looked back outside, and said, "Your father is not so good-mouthed, he has been busy these days!"

"Brother, you came back so late, did you go out of the valley to cultivate after the afternoon competition?" Yun Yimeng finished filling the last bowl of porridge and put it in front of him, and asked Yun Yifan, "By the way, brother, how about you compete in the afternoon?"

"Win by chance!" Yun Yifan said lightly, "It's still earlier than the time to finish the test, so I went out of the valley and cultivated again." ”

When Luo Chenxi heard this, he hurriedly asked with concern: "Yifan, then are you injured, does it matter?"

"Mother, don't worry, the child is not injured. Yun Yifan replied with a smile.

"That's good-" Luo Chenxi breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said, "It's another competition, it's cultivation again, you must be hungry after a busy afternoon, don't patronize and talk, hurry up and start eating!"

So, the family of three began to eat.

During the banquet, Yun Yifan simply said that he had broken through with his opponent Yun Yidong during the competition, and said that he would go to the valley outside the valley in the afternoon to practice in the old place where he usually stayed, and consolidate his cultivation.

As for the mysterious and mysterious adventures that he didn't even know much about, he didn't mention it. Of course, with the great changes that occurred after the adventure, all of them were all avoided, and it was only said that with the improvement of cultivation, martial arts and techniques have also improved.

Even so, he had already heard that Yun Yimeng was envious and happy. However, Yun Yifan just comforted her, telling her to just cultivate hard, as long as she was diligent and unremitting, the rest would just go naturally. In the end, he also briefly mentioned the content of the conversation with Uncle Huan Ming at the gate of Taniguchi, and also told her the sentence "Martial arts, the way of heaven, the so-called Taoism is natural, and the water comes naturally" to her.

Hearing that Yun Yifan not only broke through the martial arts barrier, but also completely relaxed and had a good state of mind, Luo Chenxi was naturally very happy, but she only gave a few words of encouragement and didn't say too much.

After dinner, Yun Yifan and Yun Yimeng, a son and a daughter, rushed to help their mother Luo Chenxi clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and then went back to their rooms to start practicing.

Yun Yifan was on the bed, sitting cross-legged, with his heart facing the sky, silently using the "Yunxiao Heart Method".

Draw the true qi of the dantian out, pass through the sea of qi, go up to the Huang Ting, run along the main veins of the twelve main meridians, and also run the subtle meridians, guide the qi back to the source, and return to the dantian.

After a week's run, it only took one hundred and eight breaths!

You must know that in the lower layer of the late stage of the Initial Realm, the Zhou Tian operation of the "Cloud Heart Method" can be completed with one hundred and eight breaths, which is already to the point where the internal strength has reached the level of harmony and is quite skillful, and it is not far from the peak of the harmony level.

Yun Yifan had no distractions and continued to run on Sunday......

When the second Sunday was finished, it was even more round, and it was directly shortened to only 100 breaths!

And in the lower layer of the early realm, Zhou Tian, who was able to complete the "Cloud Sky Heart Method" with a hundred breaths, had already cultivated his internal strength to the realm of gradual divine enlightenment, which could be regarded as having reached the peak of the mellow level.

I forgot about everything in the clouds, and I still continued to run every day......

When the third week was finished, it became more and more round, and it was directly shortened to only 90 breaths!

And in the lower layer of the late stage of the initial realm, Zhou Tian, who was able to complete the "Cloud Mind Method" with ninety breaths, was already cultivating the internal strength to the highest realm of the mellow level - artistic conception.

Yun Yifan was unmoved, continued to be distracted, forgot about things and me, and still carried out the operation of Zhou Tian......

Fourth Sunday – Ninety Breaths!

Fifth Sunday - Ninety Breaths!

Sixth Sunday – Eighty-nine breaths!

Seventh Sunday – Eighty-nine breaths!

Eighth Sunday – Eighty-nine breaths!

Ninth Sunday - Eighty-eight breaths!

Tenth Sunday – Eighty-eight breaths!

Eleventh week – eighty-eight breaths

......

Eighteenth Sunday - Eighty-seven breaths!

Nineteenth Sunday - Eighty-seven breaths!

Twentieth Sunday – Eighty-Seven Breaths!

......

Twenty-seventh Sunday - Eighty-six breaths!

Twenty-eighth Sunday – Eighty-six breaths!

Twenty-Nine Sundays - Eighty-six Breaths!

......

Thirty-sixth Sunday - Eighty-five breaths!

In this way, the internal force of the True Qi has been running in the body for thirty-six weeks, and Yun Yifan has only finished his work.

With a long sigh of relief, he slowly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes was flickering, and there was a faint momentum that seemed to be unfathomable from his body.

With a slight smile, Yun Yifan got up and got out of bed, and came to the table next to him and sat down.

There was a teapot and a cup on the table, he poured a glass of water, took a few sips, and then quietly looked out the window, but saw that the night sky was like a wash, the silver moon was like a hook, and the stars were twinkling.

With a faint smile, suddenly, all the light in Yun Yifan's eyes disappeared, leaving only a pair of clear and transparent eyes.

At the same time, the faint momentum condensed around him had also disappeared in an instant.

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