In the early morning, Fan Yun got up from the bed. Yesterday's fatigue had disappeared, which made Fan Yun very excited. He hurried to the old man's room, faced the huge mirror, and stretched out his hand tremblingly.

Two hands, touching his head...

In one, two, three turns, the bandage on Fan Yun's head was untied. At this time, Fan Yun was very nervous. He was very happy when he agreed to the old man's request yesterday, but he forgot that his face was still wrapped with a bandage.

If my face is not healed today, what will Cuihua in the village think of me? I, Fan Yun, am not the most handsome boy in this village!

Fan Yun's eyes were very focused, staring at himself in the mirror. Soon, soon, my skin will be exposed! It will be white and tender!

Fan Yun looked at the mirror and touched his fair and tender face. He was about to cry. The word excitement was expressed all over his body.

The old man walked in from outside the house, looked at Fan Yun's worthless appearance, and gave him a look of disdain, "Isn't he just a pretty boy? Who hasn't had one before? What are you excited about? Come out, get ready to eat, and then go to work.

Let’s go.” After that, he turned around and left.

Fan Yun took another look at himself in the mirror, clenched his hands and cheered: "Come on, Fan Yun, you are still the most handsome boy in the village today!"

…

"Uncle Qin, I'm here to work!" Fan Yun walked to Uncle Qin's house and said to the room.

"Hey, Xiaoyun is here. Thank you for your hard work today." Uncle Qin took Fan Yun into the house. After giving Fan Yun a drink of water, he pointed at a big backpack and said, "Xiaoyun, this is what you want today."

I brought some food from the city, can you do that?"

Fan Yun estimated the weight of the dish and said, "No problem, Uncle Qin, but where will this dish be sent?"

Uncle Qin took out a piece of paper and handed it to Fan Yun, "This is the delivery address this morning."

Fan Yun found out the address, glanced at it, put it in his trouser pocket, picked up the basket, and waved to Uncle Qin, "Goodbye, uncle, I'm going to deliver the food. I will come back to you after the delivery!" After that,

He ran towards the outside of the village.

Seeing that Fan Yun had run away, Uncle Qin packed up his belongings, closed the door, and went out.

"Sir, I have asked Xiaoyun to carry vegetables to the city as you requested. However, Xiaoyun is still young. Is it too heavy for him to carry so many vegetables?"

In a courtyard on the outskirts of the village, Uncle Qin and the old gentleman were drinking tea.

"No, I'm just sorry to trouble you. I'll ask you to hand over part of the food delivery tasks in the morning to Fan Yun for some time to come."

"No trouble, no trouble. It is an honor for our old Qin family to be able to help you, sir. Life in the village has been so good these years, thanks to you, sir! Everyone is very willing to help you!"

…

After Uncle Qin left, the old gentleman stood alone in the yard thinking.

Due to that strange breathing method, Fan Yun's body is already very strong compared to his peers, but in the eyes of his husband, the potential of this breathing method is far more than that. The old man has been paying attention to it in the past two years.

Fan Yun's growth, it seems that every time Fan Yun's soul power and physique are rapidly improved and strengthened, it is after he has trained extensively and taken a lot of deep breathing.

So, the old man designed this morning task.

Not only can Fan Yun's breathing skills be exercised, but also under the temptation of free movement, Fan Yun will definitely complete this task as quickly as possible, so that he can quickly improve his mastery of soul power and the first soul skill.

.

Well, that’s right, all this was in the old man’s plan!

…

"Hu~hu~hu~ Old man, I'm back~" Fan Yun panted and pushed open the door.

At this time, the old gentleman was sitting under the tree in the courtyard, drinking tea leisurely. Seeing Fan Yun coming back, he nodded: "One and a half hours, not bad, let's go play, remember to come back for lunch later,

There is training in the afternoon.”

"Okay, old man, wait for me to take a rest first." Fan Yun has no strength anymore. He feels that he has been tricked by the old man. After delivering such heavy dishes all morning, he will not have the energy to go out and play when he comes back. He might as well stay here.

Recuperate your strength in the house and wait for the afternoon training.

Fan Yun slowly walked into the house and was going to go to the study to get a book to read. He took a rest and read at the same time. He didn't have much energy to go out and play anymore.

When the old gentleman saw Fan Yun coming out with a book, he crossed his legs and sat down next to him to read, with a smirk on his lips. That's right, brat, your current performance is also part of my plan!

…

After some time.

Fan Yun looked at the two fruits flying in front of him, feeling the pressure brought by the small tower above his head. His eyes condensed, his mouth opened slightly, and he inhaled hard. The surrounding air was suddenly sucked into Fan Yun's mouth. The strong suction force caused

The air around Fan Yun's mouth swirled and condensed into a white ball.

All in one, Breath of the Clouds!

Everything in front of him slowed down. Fan Yun's brain was running at high speed, and the nerve transmission speed increased to a terrifying level. Fan Yun raised his right hand, and the feather blade in his hand slowly drew across a fruit. He stepped back, then moved forward, and stroked with his hand.

Go, and another fruit is cut.

Afterwards, everything returned to normal.

"Very good, that's it for today's training. Let's go home." The old man said with great satisfaction.

In the eyes of the old man, after Fan Yun inhaled a large amount of air just now, his speed and accuracy in using power had gone up a notch.

Two months have passed since the beginning of training. Fan Yun has made rapid progress every day during these two months. Whether it is the use of soul power, the use of the first soul skill, or even the breathing method, he has made huge breakthroughs.

.

Now, he can cut two fruits in a row in the afternoon, and every morning, it only takes an hour to complete his morning task.

After dinner, Fan Yun put away the dishes, walked to the courtyard, looked up at the clouds in the sky, his eyes were dull. He has indeed made great progress in the past two months, but in terms of martial arts, Yu Ren is

It became more and more comfortable to use it, but when it came to controlling the cloud, he was still confused and had no clue at all.

"What's wrong? I'm just dazing here after eating." At some point, the old gentleman stood behind Fan Yun.

Fan Yun came back to his senses and turned to look at the old man, "Old man, do you know how I should train this cloud?" Fan Yun stretched out the cloud in his hand to the old man.

The old man shook his head, "Actually, I don't know. This is an area I have never been exposed to, so I can't give you any advice. But you don't have to worry. You still have little soul power. You can't exert the power of Chu Yun."

It’s normal.”

"Okay." After listening to the old man's words, Fan Yun nodded. Although he still had no clue, the old man's comfort made him feel much better.

The old man took a step forward, stared at the clouds in the sky for a while, then turned to look at Fan Yun. After being silent for a while, he finally decided to speak, "Boy, although you can't use the power of your Wuhun Cloud, you can

It is also good to think about the future development direction now. The characteristics of clouds are erratic and ever-changing. So in my opinion, manipulating clouds is actually a test of your imagination."

"And if you can't imagine anything now, why don't you refer to other people's imaginations? There are many narratives about clouds in the cultural bookcase in the study."

After that, the old gentleman left and went back to his room to rest.

After listening to the old man's words, Fan Yun was thoughtful and only stood for a while before returning to his room.

The next day, Fan Yun entered the study after delivering the food.

I have to say that Fan Yun was shocked every time he entered the old man's study. He felt that there were not as many books in some small towns as the old man.

And the old man seems to have more than just these books. The books on the bookcase are always changing. At least the textbooks he studied before can no longer be found.

Eliminating distracting thoughts, Fan Yun walked to the front of the cultural bookcase.

If I want to learn from other people's imagination, it would be best to use mythological literature. Those should be the most helpful to me. Fan Yun has some ideas in his mind.

After making up his mind, Fan Yun moved his eyes to the floors where mythological literature was placed. He took out a book and opened it.

"...Jiuge...Yunzhongjun..."
Chapter completed!