The next day, Mu Xixue ran to the ancestral hall before dawn. He held a few bags of bulging things in his hand, pushed open the door and walked in.

"Brother Ye Tian, ​​I brought you Xu Ji pastry, let's have some." Open the paper bag and a fragrance wafted out from it.

"Hey, it's better to be clear about the snow." Ye Tian practiced all night and didn't eat last night. He was already hungry at this time. He picked up the pastry in front of him and ate it voraciously, and choked several times during this period.

"Xixue, I won't play with you today. I want to practice for a day." After eating the pastry, Ye Tian said to the girl.

"Okay, Brother Ye Tian, ​​if you don't understand, ask me, I know a lot." The girl was very happy, and smiled on her face. Her two dimples were so cute.

"Okay, if you encounter someone you don't understand, I'll ask you, Teacher Xixue." Ye Tian also joked, making the little girl laugh non-stop.

In the quiet backyard in the early morning, the voice of the young girl made the quiet world come alive. The sun rises, and a stream of vitality covers the earth.

After Ye Tian and Mu Xixue separated, they returned to their room alone. He sat on the bed, and the scenes of those people talking about themselves flashed through his mind for the past three years. His hands were clenched into fists involuntarily. The scabs of the two wounds from yesterday were pierced again and blood flowed out.

"I must become stronger!"

Although the boy's face was young, he had a little calmness and perseverance. He let go of his hands, closed his eyes, and silently recited "The Heart of the Heart" hundreds of times in his heart before his mood gradually calmed down.

"The first picture of "Soul Refining Picture" is about to be completed, and my soul will soon be awakened."

Three years ago, when Ye Tian turned ten years old, he had a serious illness and fell into a coma for nine days and nine nights. If he hadn't breathed a sigh of relief, he would have probably become a bone in the coffin.

During that serious illness, Ye Tian’s parents and Xixue both cried in dismay. Mu Tiancheng even looked for many famous pharmacists and bought a lot of elixirs. However, it did not work.

I thought it was beyond help, but I never thought that on the morning of the tenth day, Ye Tian came over strangely. After that, a lot of information appeared in Ye Tian's mind.

Some things seemed completely nonsense to Ye Tian, ​​and he put them aside as a dream. However, there were three things that Ye Tian couldn't help but look through again and again.

The first one is a martial art called "The Chaos Ten Thousand Dao Jue". It records many things that Ye Tian had never heard of, especially the words "Divine Realm", "The Lord of Ten Thousand Daoes", and transcend the world.

When I was a child, children were very interested in gods, demons, monsters, and the same was true for Ye Tian. He has read many novels and biography, among which some miscellaneous books mentioned the word "Divine Realm" in an understatement.

How can I describe it so powerfully? It covers the sky with one hand, picks the stars and the moon, and breaks the eternal world with one thought, and blows it as if it is real.

Who doesn’t have a dream of a strong man in his heart? For a ten-year-old boy, this impulse is even stronger.

Unable to resist the curiosity in his heart, he planned to try practicing this technique, but the starting point of this technique was very high. The initial condition was to use the second thing - "Soul Refining Catalogue" to cultivate soul power to awakening.

That is, it is called a catalog, and it will not be just a picture.

Ye Tian calmed down and a simple and rustic album appeared in his mind. When he turned on the first page, he looked at a pattern with a shining light on one side. This was a picture of a dragon roaring at the nine heavens and fighting against the sky.

An extremely domineering aura rushed out. When he first watched it, Ye Tian was shocked by this aura and dizzy for two days. However, this also made him more convinced that this thing might really be a priceless treasure.

After trying to adapt, Ye Tian was finally able to see the pattern on it clearly. Similarly, he could clearly feel his progress and his perception of the Yuan power between heaven and earth became stronger and stronger.

"It's still a little short of the last."

Ye Tian's mind turned to the next page. This page also had a pattern of dragon attacking the Nine Heavens, but the bottom part had not been drawn yet.

Moreover, the pictures he copied did not contain that terrifying and domineering aura. Compared to the one next to him, this could almost be said to be "trash".

However, it was this "trash" that took Ye Tian three years.

During the three years, Ye Tian observed the pictures again and again, and then copied them with his soul power on the blank page on the right. When it was finished, the painting dissipated again, and then continued to repeat the process.

It is impossible to say that he has never regretted it. A year later, because of the understanding of the Canglong Fighting the Sky, his cultivation has not improved, and he was ridiculed by his peers. When he remembered that he had cried at that time.

However, when he thought that he could practice a very advanced technique as long as he had to wait for a while, he endured it silently. However, after that, he rarely went to the institution.

Qin Yi came here half a year ago. She was young and had a strong sense of responsibility. She used to be absent from the students who were not serious about class and became peaceful in class. Even the two aristocratic "baby" of the two aristocratic families who were arrogant and domineering on weekdays were afraid of her and dared not skip class.

However, Ye Tian is an exception. He repeatedly violated the precepts. Qin Yi was so angry that he wanted to deal with Ye Tian when he saw him. Now, this time he might be unable to bear it and came to visit his home.

Ye Tian looked at the painting on the left with a very serious heart. He touched and felt it carefully, and then used his soul power to continuously process the defective products next to him to make it closer to this picture.

When Ye Tian was carrying out this process, the faint figure next to him condensed again. If someone checked it carefully, he would find that this figure seemed to be more solid than the last time, almost the same as the real person.

…

"The soul body has transformed into shape, and is so pure, I'm afraid it has reached the peak of the real world!"

Outside Ye Tian’s room, Mu Tiancheng leaned against the tree with one hand and hid among the leaves. He stared at Ye Tian’s room, and a light flashed in his eyes, as if this light could allow him to see through Ye Tian’s door.

"Good boy, I remember when he was peeking at the back mountain half a year ago, he had just reached the real world. He didn't see him for half a year, and he actually crossed the last two stages and reached the peak."

He was a little shocked and his eyes were wide open. If it were Yuanli to practice, Ye Tian's speed would never have made him show such a look.

"Good guy, if I hadn't been curious about it two years ago and took a look at the back mountain, I'd probably even be hiding me."

He shook his head and smiled bitterly, remembering the surprise and doubt in his heart when he first saw Ye Tian cultivating his soul power.

It should be noted that soul power is something different from vital energy, and is also called spiritual power, which is the first of the three spirits, energy and spirit.

Generally speaking, things like the strength of the soul are innate decisions and cannot be cultivated after all.

However, in ancient times, there were powerful figures who accidentally created the method of cultivating soul power through continuous attempts to improve the strength of soul power.

With the first one, there will naturally be a second one. After that, powerful figures continue to try to create, and after a long period of time, this kind of cultivation caused a sensation, causing a frenzy of soul power cultivation, and even overwhelmed the cultivation of qi for a while.

However, because of its great danger, eight out of ten people will go crazy. After the bloody lessons made people gradually calm down, fewer soul power practitioners became popular.

After hundreds of thousands of years, some practice techniques have been destroyed, and some have not been passed down. Nowadays, such practice techniques have become extremely rare, and only a few of them may still exist in those powerful sects.

"At the peak of the real world at the age of thirteen, why doesn't this kid take the alchemist exam? At least he can get the second grade?"

Mu Tiancheng stood on the tree, touching his chin with one hand, and he was a little confused about what Ye Tian had done in the past three years. He could clearly become famous in one fell swoop and enjoy the respect of everyone, but he was willing to remain unknown all the time. Even if others humiliate and mock him, he would bear it silently.

Mu Tiancheng had a strange expression on his face, and he thought of an incredible and indescribable idea.

"This kid won't have a tendency to be masochistic, right?"

…

Ye Tian was immersed in the visualization of the Canglong Fighting Heaven. He stopped until noon when his stomach made an overwhelming sound.

"It's over. It's been two months. Why haven't it been completed yet?"

Soul power cultivation is divided into four stages: virtual realm, real realm, awakening, and transformation of gods. Each realm has a division of early stage, middle stage, peak and great perfection.

Ye Tian is now at the peak of the reality and is about to enter the perfect line.

If someone else had changed to this level at the age of thirteen, he would be willing to make no progress in the future.

But at this moment, Ye Tian was puzzled, frowned, and felt a little frustrated. Although he had been practicing slowly over the past three years, he could easily break through every time he reached a bottleneck, and there was no situation where a line was hanged.

But now, after two months of accumulation, he can feel the barrier of his soul power cultivation, but he cannot break it no matter how hard he is.

"Guru~"

After his stomach screamed again, Ye Tian had to put away his depressed mood and get up to find something to eat. After all, he was still a "waste-bu" with the second level of body refining, not much different from an ordinary person. If he didn't eat a meal, he was so hungry.

When Ye Tian left the room and came to the room where he usually had dinner, everyone else had already sat down.

Ye Tian would be late for class or even miss classes. However, there is one thing that he is very punctual and never late, that is, eating.

"Xiaotian is here, sit down quickly. I'm about to ask Xixue to call you."

When Mu Tiancheng saw Ye Tian coming, he smiled and spoke. The expression on his face was consistent with usual, making people unable to see the true emotions in his heart.

Ye Tian sat next to Mu Xixue. The girl looked at Ye Tian and smiled foolishly, as if there was something funny story on Ye Tian's face.

Ye Ziqiang looked at Ye Tian when he came in, snorted coldly and turned his head. Ye Tian was so angry yesterday that he seemed to be still angry.

Ye’s mother looked at Ye Tian, ​​and although she had disappointment in her eyes, she still looked gentle.

Ye Tian looked at the expressions of the two people opposite and pinched his palms.

"Let's have dinner quickly." Mu Tiancheng said, and then moved the chopsticks first.

The meal was very quiet, and Ye Tian and Mu Xixue, who usually talked a lot, rarely didn't speak.

"I'm full, brother, I'll go out to check the market today and check the accounts." After Ye Ziqiang said that, he turned around and walked out, without looking at Ye Tian from beginning to end.

"I'm full, mom, uncle, I'll go back to the house first." After that, Ye Tian also planned to go back to the room and continue practicing.

"Xiaotian." Mu Tiancheng suddenly spoke and called Ye Tian.

"Tomorrow, Dan Pavilion will hold a alchemist assessment. Perhaps some pills will be reduced in price. You can accompany Xixue to take a look."

"Dad, I still have some pills." Mu Xixue said, wondering why his father said this, Ye Tian, ​​who was standing next to him, lit up his eyes and quickly agreed.

"Okay, thank you uncle."

Mu Tiancheng smiled and said nothing. Ye Tian walked out with a light step in Mu Xixue and Ye’s mother’s puzzled eyes.

…(To be continued)
Chapter completed!