"Yan Shen?"

Ling Fan's voice was full of surprise, obviously he didn't expect to meet Yan Shen in the Tang Family City.

However, Yan Shen was not surprised by Ling Fan's arrival, and nodded to Ling Fan with a smile.

"Long time no see!"

Yan Shen clenched his fists lightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

Seeing this, Ling Fan also returned the salute with his fists.

For Yan Shen, Ling Fan's impression was not bad, after all, it was Yan Shen who told him Tang Yiyao's life experience in the first place.

This mystery of life experience is very important to Tang Yiyao, although Yan Shen inexplicably told them the mystery of life experience, which is suspected of taking advantage of them, but Ling Fan still has to thank him.

"Senior Yan Shen, why are you here?"

Ling Fan walked up to Yan Shen and asked in a harmonious voice.

"Of course I'm here to help you. ”

"Help me?"

Yan Shen's words made Ling Fan stunned, but looking at Yan Shen's mysterious smile, he suddenly had the feeling of facing an old fox.

"Senior Yan Shen, you say, how do you want to help me?"

The best way to talk to such an old fox is undoubtedly to get straight to the point.

Yan Shen didn't object to this, but before answering Ling Fan, he first swept his gaze to the few people around him.

"Ling Fan, can you talk to me outside alone?"

Yan Shen's request surprised everyone a little, as if he didn't trust them so much, and this kind of distrust would make Li Heifu and them a little dissatisfied, but Yan Shen didn't seem to see it, he just glanced at Ling Fan and walked outside the house first.

Although the current Ling Fan has the help of Long Ba and Kong Jie, he seems to be strong, but for a little more help, Ling Fan still hopes for it.

After all, the more people who help him, it means that there is more hope of successfully marrying Tang Yiyao.

So when Yan Shen walked out of the courtyard, Ling Fan immediately followed.

Looking at Ling Fan and the two who had left in the blink of an eye, the people in the room were stunned for a while, looked at each other a few times, and at the same time showed helpless expressions.

"You say, what kind of way does Yan Shen have to hide from us if he is so mysterious?"

Even Liu Qing, who has always had the best temper, opened his mouth indignantly.

"But isn't it?

Liu Tingcheng also expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Since Yan Shen did this, there must be his reasons, we can just let him do it, as long as he is interested in Ling Fan, we don't care if he trusts us?"

Or the empty ring looks at the problem most thoroughly.

After he finished speaking, even Long Ba nodded in agreement.

A few people were chatting in the house over tea, and not long after chatting, Ling Fan had already returned to the house again.

"What about Yan Shen?"

Seeing that there was no one following behind Ling Fan, Li Heifu immediately asked.

"Gone!"

Ling Fan whispered, and the other side didn't say more.

Seeing that Ling Fan didn't want to say it, of course the others wouldn't ask more.

A few people just chatted about tomorrow's martial arts competition, and then went back to their respective rooms.

These people chatted about nothing more than to come up with some ideas for Ling Fan, but everyone knew that if they wanted to win the final victory in the martial arts competition, the most important thing was Ling Fan's own strength.

There is only one night left before the martial arts competition, and it is obviously impossible to improve his cultivation too much in this night, but it is not impossible to do it at all, at least on the one hand, Ling Fan is confident that he can improve by leaps and bounds.

That's the soul realm.

At the beginning, in the Bai family in Beihai, he broke the maze and killed ghosts.

The power of the souls left by those ghosts in his sea of consciousness has not had time to absorb it.

The amount of those soul powers is very huge, and if you absorb them all, it is obviously impossible to help yourself.

"I must use tonight to absorb all the power of those wandering souls!"

Sitting in the middle of the room, he inspired himself, and then put his tongue on the roof of his mouth, and put on a posture with his heart facing the sky, his spiritual sense was restrained, and after calming his mind with simple pranayama, he probed his spiritual sense into his own sea of consciousness.

At this time, the sea of knowledge is full of thick white fog.

Although there was already a white mist drifting in the sea of knowledge, it was far less dense than it is now.

This white mist is almost condensed into substance, and when he walks in it, he will even feel that the white mist has a sense of blocking his movements.

Seeing this thick white mist, it was as if he had seen his soul cultivation skyrocket, suppressing his excitement and using his spiritual sense to attract his soul.

I saw that in the sea of knowledge, there was a figure with the same appearance as Ling Fan.

The figure sat on the ground, its eyes closed, but a faint white light emanated from around it.

After a while, although the figure did not open its eyes, its closed mouth suddenly opened, and if a whale sucked water, it suddenly took a breath, only to see a huge whirlpool appear in the white mist, and the center of the whirlpool was Ling Fan's open mouth.

At this time, the white mist, like a devout believer, rushed madly towards Ling Fan's mouth.

And with the continuous influx of white mist, Ling Fan's soul became brighter and brighter, and his entire body was like a balloon that was blown up, slowly inflating.

The speed of absorbing the white mist is so fast that after inhaling, it is impossible to completely refine it, and it can only be stored in the body.

And these unrefined white mist were the root cause of Ling Fan's expansion.

The rate of expansion is not very fast, but it is also visible to the naked eye.

It was his soul that was inflated, and the feeling of soul expansion was probably not much different from the pain of someone tearing at his soul.

Just a moment later, a painful expression appeared on Ling Fan's face.

He frowned, his eyes were closed, his fists were clenched together, and although he didn't scream, the pain must have been light.

However, Ling Fan had experienced countless painful trials, and although these pains were unbearable, they were not unbearable.

"I'm going to hold on!"

Keep encouraging yourself in your heart.

But even so, the body couldn't control the spasms.

I saw that at this time, Ling Fan's body trembled like a sieve, and the sweat on his forehead continued to remain like a waterfall.

A moment later, his clenched teeth were squeezing the gums out of his clothes, but he didn't feel it.

With such pain, outsiders would be surprised when they saw it, curious about what Ling Fan was doing to make himself so painful.

But if these people saw the scene in Ling Fan's sea of knowledge, they would probably not be curious, but would be shocked.

In the original white mist of the sea of knowledge, at this time the fog disappeared, and some were just a ball-like thing, lying quietly in the center of the sea of knowledge.

If you look closely, you will find that there are actually limbs on this ball, obviously it is not a ball, but a person's soul, this person is Ling Fan!

A man's soul has swelled to this point, and it's no wonder he is in such pain.

But fortunately, Ling Fan's strong will is still holding on, and the soul like a ball is slowly shrinking, although the speed is very slow.

Within the soul, the absorbed soul power is slowly refining, and with a little bit of refining, the soul will also return to its previous appearance little by little.

In this way, I don't know how long it took, just when his soul shrank by half, a crisp sound of 'bang' suddenly sounded in his heart.

"What's going on!"

The appearance of this voice startled Ling Fan, and he thought that his soul couldn't hold on and shattered.

Fortunately, after a brief moment of surprise, he reacted immediately.

If his soul exploded, I am afraid that he would have already lost his soul and consciousness by now, so how could he still be frightened? Since he was still alive, it was obvious that his soul was still intact.

And as he calmed down and carefully examined his whole body, all the way to his soul, he realized one thing that made him happy, and that was that his soul realm had improved.

Mid-infancy!

He is only in the late stage of Jindan, and his soul realm has actually reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, which is probably a strange flower in the entire cultivation realm!

However, this strange thing made Ling Fan excited, after all, tomorrow is a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, and the improvement of his realm the night before means that his strength has increased, and he has the strength to compete for the championship.

Don't look at the level of the soul realm and the impact of cultivation on strength is real, but the improvement of the realm is still very important to Ling Fan.

Not to mention the improvement of the realm, whether it is the use of true qi or Dao techniques, it will be easier to control, and the fact that the high realm cannot be seen through by the low realm can help him a lot.

What's more, Ling Fan also had some Dao skills, which specialized in using his soul to attack!

The soul realm has been raised by a small level, but the soul power has not yet been completely refined.

However, the ascension realm made him refine his soul power much faster, and in his senses, it seemed that it only took a moment for his soul to return to its original state.

"It's finally done!"

As soon as he finished, Ling Fan couldn't help but scream, and before he could open his eyes, he had already opened his arms fiercely and stretched his waist.

Listening to the sound of his body 'crackling', the corners of his mouth finally hooked up a satisfied smile.

But this smile was too short-lived, and it withered as soon as it bloomed.

Just because when he opened his eyes and saw the golden sunlight all over the room, and saw the bright sky outside the window, he suddenly reacted, it was dawn!

"What time is it?"

Ling Fan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said.

Originally, in his mind, it would only take him an hour or two to refine the power of his soul, but who would have thought that at least a whole night had passed.

Seeing the bright sunshine outside the window, he could only pray that he had not missed the competition to recruit relatives.

This competition is too important for Ling Fan, just because the protagonist of the competition is not weaker than his own life for Ling Fan!

If he loses Tang Yiyao because of this, I am afraid that his voice will be spent in pain, and even end his voice immediately.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly jumped out of bed, and while walking outside the door, his spiritual sense was released, and he took a step to look out of the door.

"What is Ling Fan doing!"

Vaguely hearing Li Heifu's words, Ling Fan froze in place and muttered in his mouth.

"Am I really late?"