Yuan Feng lay on his back on the soft couch, staring at the roof with his eyes floating. He had maintained this posture for a whole day and night, and until now, it was still difficult for him to digest the extra memories in his mind.

After a day and a night, he finally figured out something - he Yuan Feng traveled through time.

The plot that has always been only seen in novels and movies actually happened in reality, and it happened to him in an impartial way.

He still remembered that he was originally admiring relief murals in the palace of Jokhang Temple, but suddenly, the beast relief on the wall came alive and swallowed him in one bite. When he woke up, he arrived at this world and possessed him with the boy, also named Yuan Feng.

The same name made him not very repulsive of his new body. After a day and night of sorting, he also roughly understood his identity in this life.

The son of the head of the Yuan family, the third generation, was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, but his talent was extremely poor. At the age of sixteen, he was still at the tragic state of the second level of Ningyuan Realm. He was called the waste maple by the entire Fengtian County, and was ridiculed by the clan and outsiders. Because he was not welcomed anywhere, the third young master of the Yuan family simply gave up on himself, was ignorant all day long, complaining about himself, except drinking and having fun, he was idle, and could be said to be useless.

A day ago, in order to show off the charm of Yun Mengchen, the third young master of the Yuan family, rushed into the black maple forest alone to find Linglonghua, but accidentally fell into the valley and died. If the Yuan family had not been searched in time, the corpse would have been eaten by the monster.

"I've taken all my life to pick up girls, it's really a lot of money!"

The memory was sorted out at the last moment when the third young master of the Yuan family had no thoughts, Yuan Feng finally stopped browsing new memories and finally sighed deeply.

Yuan Feng was gone, and from now on, he is the third young master of the Yuan family, and the third young master of the Yuan family is him, and he will never distinguish between each other again.

"Hehe, no matter what, I have been a young master in this life, and it is better to be lonely than in the previous life." With a smile on his face, he immediately became relieved.

In the original world, he was an orphan who grew up in an orphanage since childhood. He was about to start his own life, but he unexpectedly had such an accident. But it was good that he had no worries in his previous life, but now he has come to this world and thinks he is starting his own life again.

"He! He! He!"

Just as Yuan Feng thought of this, outside the window, a series of neat shouts suddenly came, attracting his attention.

"Morning exercises have begun!"

His eyes lit up, and he quickly turned over and got out of bed, casually put on his clothes with his uninjured right hand, pushed the door and walked out.

Morning exercises in the Yuan family have become a tradition. Any Yuan family’s children who are ten years old must participate in the morning exercises. Yuan Feng, who was always ridiculed, hated morning exercises the most, but Yuan Feng is not the case now. He has never seen the martial arts of this world with his own eyes, and his heart is full of expectations!

"Everything is serious. If you want to become a powerful warrior, you have to put in much more effort than others. Although you are all young masters now, if you cannot become a powerful warrior, you will still be bullied in the future."

As soon as he left the door, a rough shout came from the martial arts practice field. From a distance, a middle-aged man was urging a group of young people to practice martial arts.

Yuan Feng is not unfamiliar with this middle-aged man. This man's surname is Tong Jin. He is the instructor hired by the Yuan family for a large price. He specializes in teaching the Yuan family's children to practice martial arts. It is said that he has now achieved the seventh level of the Ningyuan Realm.

"Your talents are very average, not as unique as martial artists, so you must work harder. Only by practicing diligently can you make continuous breakthroughs. Now look at me."

Just as Yuan Feng was just focusing his eyes on the middle-aged man, the latter suddenly sank his waist and his fists danced like thunder. Suddenly, a layer of white light was covered with his fists, and the air around him seemed to be ignited, making a crackling sound. As his fists began to dance, the entire small square instantly blew with strong wind.

"Hiss, so amazing. Is this the martial arts of this world? But it is much stronger than the fake style in the movie." Seeing Tong Jin performing martial arts by himself, Yuan Feng's eyes were bright. For this world where martial arts is the most respected, nothing is more attractive than powerful force, especially for him, who always had a dream of martial arts, but never really saw a person with martial arts.

"Teacher Tong is just an ordinary warrior, and his strength is so great. If he were replaced by a martial spirit warrior, I wonder how strong he would be?"

Although Yuan Feng did not like martial arts in the past, he still knew about martial spirit warriors.

Martial spirit warriors are an alternative to warriors. They are born with super talented martial spirits and will awaken in unknown times. There are many types of martial spirits, including beast martial spirits, plant martial spirits, and some more special artifacts martial spirits. Any warrior who has martial spirits has a cultivation speed of thousands of miles a day and has many more combat power than ordinary martial artists. Therefore, as long as martial spirit warriors appear, they will become the target of competition among major sects.

Of course, there are very few martial spirit warriors, and it is difficult to appear in ten thousand martial artists. In the past few years, there has been only one martial spirit warrior in Fengtian County, and it was a few years ago. Speaking of which, Yuan Feng had the honor of seeing the Fang family's martial spirit warrior exerting his talent in martial spirit, and his impression was quite deep.

"The martial spirit warrior is too ethereal, so I'd better keep my feet on the ground."

Shaking his head, and for the time being, he threw the message of the martial artist aside. He stared at the coach Tong who was performing martial arts in the field, and subconsciously approached the past.

When he came to this world where martial arts is the most respected, it is obvious that cultivation is essential. He was once too far behind and if he wanted to recover from the decline, he would have to make more efforts.

In the ninth level of Ningyuan Realm, he is still stuck in the second level of the lowest level, and the worst of those of the same age is the third level of Ningyuan Realm. Yuan Feng used to accepting things, but he couldn't do it. When he thought of living in ridicule and squeezing, he was very repulsive from the bottom of his heart. Time travelers are bullied, so how much they are to lose the face of time travelers!

"Huh? Look, isn't that a waste Feng? This guy isn't dead yet!"

"It's really a waste, tsk. I heard that he wanted to make a beautiful woman smile the day before yesterday, but he was so stupid that he went to the Black Maple Forest to pick the delicate flowers. He accidentally fell into the valley. At this moment, the feat of the third young master of the Yuan family breaking into the Black Maple Forest for the beauty has become a legend."

"Hehe, this guy doesn't urinate and looks at himself. The waste is so useless. He actually wants to pursue Miss Yun Er. It's really a toad that wants to eat swan meat and loses the face of our Yuan family."

"It's better to just fall to death like this kind of waste. Living in the world is just a waste of resources!"……

Just as Yuan Feng approached the martial arts field, the young men who were practicing martial arts on the field discovered him. When they saw him approaching, everyone stopped paying attention to coach Tong's martial arts performance. They looked at the former and whispered.

"Oh, no!"

Just as he stood outside the martial arts training ground, Yuan Feng heard the talk of the teenagers. He couldn't help but feel speechless as he listened to the teenagers' sarcasm.

Those who practice in the morning here are all direct children of the Yuan family, and they all say that they are brothers. Originally, he thought these guys would be proud of their injuries, but he didn't expect that these guys would become more serious and treat his injuries as a topic of conversation to mock him. In this way, he seemed to underestimate his unpopularity.

"Bang!!!"

"Hmph, it's outrageous. I have worked hard to teach you martial arts, but you are still lazy. You are really unable to support you."

The whispers of the teenagers naturally could not escape the eyes and ears of Teacher Tong. As soon as he stomped his feet, Teacher Tong's expression calmed down. Hearing his anger, the teenagers were stunned and dared not whisper again. They all practiced boxing honestly.

"Hmph, let's go here today and continue tomorrow." As if because of the teenagers' attitudes, Teacher Tong shook his hand and left the martial arts training ground first.

Before leaving, he glanced at Yuan Feng on the outside of the martial arts training ground, but said nothing.

Everyone in the Yuan family knows that Tong coach is weird in nature and does everything freely. If he is unhappy, no one can affect his decision.

When he looked at Teacher Tong, Yuan Feng nodded, but did not speak out. Speaking of which, Teacher Tong was definitely not good to him. There is no way. Yuan Feng was ignorant in the past, and he was the type that Teacher Tong hated the most. He didn't deliberately make things difficult for him, and he was already a little open-minded.

"Yoyou, someone is so lucky. He didn't even fall to death even if he fell into the valley. His life is so tough!"

"Tsk tsk, a sixteen-year-old second-level warrior, he really has the face to live in this world. If it were me, I would have killed him."

"Even if you live, it's embarrassing to me. If you want me to say that such people should be driven out of the family and save the waste of cultivation resources."

"Hehe, I'm leaving, I'm still away from people who are eating and waiting to die. It is said that there were ferret meat this morning, so everyone rushed to the dining room. I'm afraid I won't be able to grab it if it's too late."………

When the coach Tong left, the boys immediately relaxed, passed by Yuan Feng one by one, and deliberately shouted loudly.

Every word from everyone fell into Yuan Feng's ears, and Yuan Feng just shook his head and pretended that he didn't hear it.

"Hehe, brother? These are my good brothers!" Yuan Feng's fists subconsciously clenched their fists when he watched the young people leave.

This is a world where anyone with a big fist can decide. Now he is just a warrior at the second level of the Condensation Yuan Realm, and he is also injured. The worst of the other group of people are warriors at the third level of the Condensation Yuan Realm. It is obviously an unwise move to resist at this time.

"If you want to change all this, you can only practice."

With his eyes fixed, he walked directly to a bluestone beside the martial arts training ground and sat down cross-legged.

This was his first real practice. He was calm and calm. The Yuan family's Yuan cultivation skills slowly started to work. Immediately, a wisp of Yuan power was mobilized from the lower abdomen.

He inherited all the memories of Master Yuan San, and he was not unfamiliar with cultivation. Soon, he entered the state of cultivation.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

"This body is really bad. The Yuanli has almost not increased for a single cycle. No wonder it is still stuck in the second level of the Condensation Yuan Realm after so long."

It took nearly half a quarter of an hour before Yuan Feng could use the Yuanli to circulate the Yuanli for one cycle. Unfortunately, he had to circulate the Yuanli for one cycle, and that strand of Yuanli was still the same, and it almost did not improve.

"It's really not a solution to continue like this. At this speed, even if I keep practicing for a while, it will take more than a year to reach the third level of the Condensation Yuan Realm!" After smacking his lips, Yuan Feng couldn't help frowning. His current body is too weak and his foundation is too poor. Obviously, the third young master of the Yuan family had left too much homework before, and what he left for him was a mess.

"Take it slowly. Diligence can make up for my shortcomings. When my injury recovers, start from scratch and work harder. I don't believe that I don't lack arms and legs. I will be worse than others!"

He raised the corner of his mouth, but he was not discouraged. He grew up in an orphanage in his previous life, but he had never encountered any difficulties? Compared with his previous life, this little difficulty is really nothing.

No matter what, he has a heart that is unwilling to give in and is definitely unwilling to be the last one.

"Third brother, third brother!"

At this moment, a slightly tender cry suddenly came from a distance. When he heard the sound, he subconsciously turned his head and saw a little boy of eight or nine years old running towards him. The little guy was not slow and he was holding a large white jade bowl in his hand. He had already arrived in front of him while he was speaking.

"Xiaodong?" Seeing the person coming clearly, Yuan Feng couldn't help but smile slightly.

Yuan Dong, the youngest son of the fifth master of the Yuan family, is only nine years old this year, but his talent is just emerging. Peiyuangong has already started. After only ten years of age, he will join the morning exercise team. Yuan Feng's father is the head of the family and has a busy life. He has never seen his mother since he was a child. Only the fifth uncle, whose family, who has a good relationship with his father, is still taking good care of him. Usually, the place he goes to is also the fifth uncle.

"Hehe, third brother, I heard that you were injured, Xiaodong specially took ferret meat from the kitchen to repair the third brother."

Yuan Dong smiled and handed the white jade bowl in his hand directly to Yuan Feng.

"Haha, little guy, you're better to Brother Third." After taking the jade bowl and putting it aside, Yuan Feng reached out and rubbed Yuan Dong's little head, and a trace of warmth flowed through his heart. In his impression, the only one who could not dislike him in the Yuan family's generation seemed to be left with this little cousin.

"Hehe, my third brother is nice to me, and of course Xiaodong should be nice to my third brother." The boy showed an innocent smile on his face, "Three brother, the ferret meat is delicious while it's hot. Third brother should eat it quickly, I'll go back and continue eating it." As he spoke, he ran back to the dining room, making him look like a little elf.

"This little guy!" Yuan Feng was watching Yuan Dong run away, and he became more and more fond of this little cousin.

"Is ferret meat? I'm really hungry!"

Looking down at the jade bowl, a bowl of white ferret meat was full of fragrance and mouth-watering. Ferrets are already a monster that has entered the ranks. The meat of this thing is delicious and is definitely a rare delicacy. In Fengtian County, even the Yuan family cannot be eaten often.

However, the moment Yuan Feng saw the ferret meat, a sudden change occurred.

In his mind, a blurry image suddenly flashed out from nowhere. The image was left unrecognizable, but it was real and sensible. In his thoughts, the image had appeared from the top of his head. At the same time, eight big words appeared directly in his mind in unknown ways.

"The divine beast of the sky, swallow the sky and the earth!"

"This, this is..."

Yuan Feng was stunned. Looking at the beast shadows appearing above his head, he was shocked at first, but then suddenly became excited.
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