Ye Feng had a very bizarre dream.

In his dream, he seemed to have returned to the [Tianyun Sect] decades ago, and saw the appearance of many sect masters when they were young.

What's even more inexplicable is that under the guidance of a mysterious voice, he ran to the mountain behind the sect and planted a [Lingyuan Grass] in the hollow of an old tree.

Subsequently, Ye Feng woke up.

He thought it was just a normal dream, but he soon discovered two strange things.

Generally speaking, within a few minutes after waking up, people will forget about their previous dreams, leaving only some hazy fragments, but Ye Feng was able to completely recall the entire dream clearly.

And, extremely true.

It's so real that Ye Feng even has a clear picture of the flowers and plants he passed by when he was running all the way in the back mountain.

The second thing is even more difficult to explain.

After Ye Feng got up, he actually saw clear traces of dirt on the soles of his feet.

He remembered that in his dream, he just didn't wear shoes and socks, and ran all the way to the back mountain barefoot, although his body was no longer scratched by stones, but the mud and dust all the way were still stained with the soles of his feet.

Now, the mud and dust are actually left on the feet.

What the hell is going on?

Could it be that he actually suffered from the legendary 'nocturnal wandering syndrome', and ran out at night to wander around?

Ye Feng looked at the mud marks on the soles of his feet, stunned for a few seconds, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly, throwing this strange dream out of his mind.

"It seems that I've been under too much pressure lately!!"

Ye Feng raised his head and looked at the night outside the window, the moonlight was like a wash, and the bright moon disk had only moved a few feet away from when Ye Feng had just laid down.

"I haven't slept for an hour every day for the past ten days, so it's no wonder I have this strange dream. ”

Ye Feng laughed self-deprecatingly, ignoring the drowsiness that hit his whole body and the redness and swelling in his eyes, he straightened his body directly and continued to cultivate.

He pulled out an herb with a faint green aura from a small cloth bag next to him, and his eyes were filled with hope.

"This is the last Lingyuan grass, whether you can break through the [Xuan Realm] or not, it's up to you!"

As he spoke, Ye Feng swallowed this spirit grass in one bite, closed his eyes and breathed.

Swish.

The crystal spirit grass melted in his mouth, and in an instant, it turned into a pure Xuan Qi and submerged into his dantian.

Xuan Qi is the foundation of the martial arts of the Qi Martial Continent to cultivate martial arts.

Martial artists, with martial arts, refining the body, opening the veins, living in the sea of souls, transforming ten thousand laws, and achieving supreme supernatural powers, is the pinnacle road that every martial artist dreams of.

At this moment, Ye Feng wanted to borrow the Xuan Qi contained in this Spirit Yuan Grass to take a key step from [Body Realm] to [Xuan Realm].

Ye Feng's dantian was already full of Xuan Qi, vast and endless, if there were martial arts seniors to observe at this moment, he would definitely be surprised by the massive amount of Xuan energy stored inside.

It was like a sea of Xuan Qi, far beyond the stock of Xuan Qi that a [Body Realm] martial artist should have, for ordinary people, such a huge amount of Xuan Qi would definitely be able to burst the dantian dozens of times, but Ye Feng's dantian was like a fortress with iron walls and copper walls, imprisoning these massive amounts of Xuan Qi in it, only entering and not leaving, unable to break through.

What's even more amazing is that the Xuan Qi cultivated by ordinary martial artists is milky white, but the Xuan Qi in Ye Feng's dantian is blooming with infinite golden light, reflecting the entire dantian into a golden ocean, with a great divine light in it, and faint thunder appearing, anyone who sees such a vision will be amazed, but there is no movement on the surface of Ye Feng's body, and it is as stable as usual.

"Break it for me!"

Ye Feng let out a low sigh, trying his best to draw these massive golden Xuan energy out of the dantian and into his meridians, but although the Xuan energy in the dantian had surged to the extreme, roaring like a monstrous flood slapping the thin barrier between the dantian wall and the meridians around his body, he was never able to break through this last moat.

After a stick of incense, as the last trace of Xuan Qi of [Lingyuan Grass] was exhausted, the originally agitated dantian regrettably regained its calm again.

"Still can't do it......"

Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth flashed with bitterness:

"It's obvious that we've reached the edge of breaking through the Xuan Realm, but it's a pity that the Lingyuan Grass has run out...... I said, my dantian brother m, what kind of monster are you, I can't feed you for eight years?"

Ye Feng's wry smile finally turned into a self-deprecating sigh.

Yes, eight years.

Eight years of penance, hundreds of Spirit Yuan Grasses, far more than the massive Xuan Energy of ordinary body realm martial artists, all of which failed to help Ye Feng break through the threshold of the Xuan Realm.

No one knows how difficult Ye Feng has been in the past eight years, in the Tianyun Sect, where heroes are judged by martial arts, what kind of ridicule and ridicule he has to bear, so that he can persist step by step to this day.

When the disciples who had entered the sect with him had already flapped their wings and flew high, he was like an earthworm wriggling on the ground, trying all means, but he could only look up at the sky helplessly.

Eight years was enough to turn the dazzling genius disciples of the year into ordinary miscellaneous servants that no one cared about, and even more so that Ye Feng's once sharp temperament was ground into a silent and indifferent.

In the face of failure after failure, Ye Feng had long been accustomed to it, and only the unquenchable flame of perseverance in his heart supported him to work hard, work hard, and work hard, but despite this...... Fate seems to have finally given him a desperate ending.

Because, three days later, the assessment of the inner disciples of the Tianyun Sect will be Ye Feng's last chance.

He has reached the age of 16, if he can't break through the Xuan Dao, he will be ruthlessly expelled from the sect and will have no chance with the Great Dao for the rest of his life.

......

The sun is rising, and the morning glow is like fire, igniting the vigorous vitality of the Tianyun Mountain Range.

Ye Feng, who had been sleepless all night, left his dormitory and came to the [Medicine House] where he needed to work during the day.

According to the tradition of the Tianyun Sect, a new disciple has a three-year [Hidden Cultivation Period] to refine the physical body and break through the Xuan Dao, once the three-year period expires, the disciple who has not broken through will be regarded by the sect as 'mediocre talent', and will need to undertake various miscellaneous work to contribute to the sect.

Ye Feng has already become such a 'miscellaneous disciple', and he has been working for five years.

Every year, before the start of the Inner Gate Assessment, a place like the Medicine House would be filled with a bleak cloud of sorrow, and every class of miscellaneous disciples who were about to be dismissed would lament the injustice of fate on the medicine field, or discuss their own way out after leaving the Tianyun Sect.

In the past five years, Ye Feng thought that he was used to such a picture, but when it was really his turn, his mood did not seem to be as relaxed as he imagined.

"Brother Ye, you're here!"

As soon as he walked to the medicine field, Ye Feng heard a call.

He stayed here for five years, during which he took care of the later miscellaneous disciples, and he was also regarded as the 'senior' of everyone, with some prestige and popularity.

Ye Feng smiled lightly, hid the gloom in his eyes, arranged work for everyone as usual, and came to the medicine field area he was responsible for to start the daily planting matters.

But today, it is obvious that everyone has no heart to work, and many people are squatting in the medicine field and nagging:

"Damn! Lao Tzu has practiced hard for four years, but in the end he still can't break through the Xuandao, he has been planting grass here for a year, God is simply blind!"

Some people are indignant, but some people are in the mud themselves, looking at the people who are sympathetic to the same disease and finding comfort:

"Hehe, are you considered blind? Some people have been here for four or five years, so they still have to get out of here with us. ”

"Zhang Xiaowu, what kind of fart are you farting!" As soon as these words came out, a dark-faced disciple next to him suddenly stood up and glared angrily.

"Uh...... No, Li Xiang, I didn't mean Brother Ye!" The man also knew that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly explained: "With Brother Ye's skills, even if you are not in this Tianyun Sect, you can live freely when you go out......"

"Shut your stinky mouth!" Li Xiang snorted coldly, came over and squatted beside Ye Feng.

He came to the medicine garden a year later than Ye Feng, and he also worked as a handyman for four years, so it can be said that Ye Feng is a rare friend in this medicine house.

"Brother Ye, don't listen to Xiao Wu's. ”

"That guy can't keep his mouth shut by nature, hehe, it's okay!" Ye Feng was weeding the elixir under his feet, looking at Li Xiang and smiling faintly, but somehow, the corners of his mouth were so heavy today that he couldn't lift it even if he wanted to.

"Hey, Brother Ye, but Xiao Wu is right about one thing, with your ability, even if you have Tianyun Sect, you don't have to worry about your livelihood, my family has a dart game in the city, why don't you go back with me, I will make you a dart head, you will definitely eat and drink spicy!!"

Li Xiang's family has a little fame in the [Fengxiang County Town] under Tianyun Mountain, and it is a big dart game that can be counted within a radius of 100 miles, originally Li Xiang thought that he was helping Ye Feng, but he didn't know that these words were as uncomfortable as a needle prick in Ye Feng's heart.

I've worked hard for eight years, is it just to be a darthead?

That's a hell of a tragedy.

And at this moment, suddenly, a commotion sounded outside the medicine field, and an exclamation came.

"Ah~~ you, how do you beat people!!"

What's wrong?

Ye Feng and Li Xiang were both stunned, and they rushed to the source of the sound.

In the open space in front of the medicine house, three young men dressed in the costumes of outer disciples were surrounding a miscellaneous disciple on the ground, two of them stood in front with fierce eyes, and a person stood behind his back, who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, with long black hair, although he was young, his face was full of an unstoppable proud look, looking down at the miscellaneous disciple on the ground like a prince.

"What about beating you?" A tall young man on the left hand of the two in front of him sneered: "Do you know who we are?" This is Ji Fanchen Ji Shao, the champion of this newcomer competition, we came to get the elixir rewarded by the big competition, did you kid tell me?"

"Hmph!" The other person was even more cold-faced: "You'd better get the medicine for Ji Shao, otherwise I'll make you regret being a man!"

That, that's Ji Fanchen!

A low cry suddenly sounded in Ye Feng's ears.

Ji Fanchen, this name can be described as thunderous among the outer disciples of the Tianyun Sect in the past two years.

In just one year after joining the sect, he cultivated to the [Body Realm] Dacheng, and in less than two years, he broke through the Xuan Dao, surpassed a group of older disciples at the age of only fourteen, and won the first place in the outer disciple competition held a few days ago, becoming the most dazzling supreme newcomer of this year, with infinite scenery!

However, Li Xiang next to Ye Feng took a low sip:

"Phew, what is the strongest newcomer, it's just an empty shell piled up with elixir pills because his family is a wealthy Fengxiang family!"

Ye Feng also looked at the arrogant young man in the distance from a distance, although the other party had already exuded a powerful Xuandao aura, but that demeanor was indeed much inferior to some of the real Tianjiao he had seen in the past few years.

"Not bad. Ye Feng responded to Li Xiang's words: "This person has no cultivation, but his demeanor is still a lot worse than Li Huayu, Yun Qianqian and others back then. ”

Well?

Ye Feng and Li Xiang didn't say much, but they made the cold-faced young man not far away move his ears, and his cold gaze swept towards the two.