The door opened slightly, Zhang Fan couldn't help but turn his head and saw that the little girl had walked in from the outside. The first thing he did when he came in was to quickly come to the bed.
When she saw that Zhang Fan had woken up, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on her face and she quickly said: "Master, are you okay!"
"Well, it's okay!" Zhang Fan nodded with a smile, and then said, "How did I come back?"
Ouyang Xian'er's eyes turned red after hearing this, and she said: "I looked for you but couldn't find you, so I went to the back mountain to look for you, and then I found you in the cave. You were covered in blood...!"
When he said this, Ouyang Xianer was already crying.
Looking at Ouyang Xian'er's appearance, Zhang Fan sat up with support and said quickly: "Xian'er, please stop crying, am I okay?"
Ouyang Xian'er nodded, looked at Zhang Fan who was slightly pale and still weak, and said with some discomfort in his heart: "Master, you haven't woken up for three days, you must be hungry now, right?"
"What? You haven't woken up for three days?" Zhang Fan couldn't help being slightly shocked after hearing this.
"Yes." Ouyang Xian'er nodded again and said, "Master, please lie down for a while and I will prepare a meal for you."
"Thank you Xian'er." Zhang Fan nodded and looked at Ouyang Xian'er with a gentle look on his face.
Ouyang Xian'er didn't say anything more and quickly walked out.
Looking at Ouyang Xian'er's leaving figure, Zhang Fan lay on the bed again and smiled bitterly. It seemed that he was a little more traumatized this time, otherwise he wouldn't be like this.
After about a while, footsteps sounded. Looking up, Feng Batian and Ouyang Xian'er walked in together.
"Ling'er, are you okay?"
Seeing that Zhang Fan had come over as expected, Feng Batian was indescribably surprised.
A smile appeared on his face and he said, "Well, I made my father worried."
Feng Batian nodded and said, "What happened? How did it become like that?"
Having long expected Feng Batian to ask this question, Zhang Fan smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm just practicing."
Frowning slightly, Feng Batian sighed secretly and said: "Ling'er, although it is a good thing to practice hard, you should not be too impatient, otherwise your body will be damaged to a certain extent."
"I know."
Zhang Fan nodded, then smiled and said: "But this time I am a blessing in disguise." Hua Luo looked at Feng Batian's confused expression, spread his right hand, and the illusory shadow appeared instantly and said: "I
It seems that I have comprehended another martial spirit."
When Feng Batian saw the illusory shadow, his body shook slightly and his eyes showed disbelief.
"Father, are you okay?"
Seeing Feng Batian's stunned look, Zhang Fan couldn't help but speak out in confusion.
"It's okay." Feng Batian took a deep breath, but his body was trembling slightly, and said: "Very good, very good, dual martial souls?"
"Well, this martial soul looks a bit weak, but it is recovering now. I believe it will be able to recover one day.
Feng Batian naturally understood what he meant and said: "Ling'er, you have been cultivating well these days. Do you know that you can't use this martial soul until it recovers? Otherwise, the damage will be too great."
"Well, I understand, kid." Zhang Fan nodded heavily.
"Then you have a good rest!" Feng Batian nodded, turned around and walked outside.
After Feng Batian left, Ouyang Xianer came to Zhang Fan with food and fed him.
At night, in the study room, Feng Batian was sitting on his seat, holding a dark green jade pendant in his hand. The jade pendant was engraved with very beautiful patterns, and it was shining with a faint crystal light, which was extremely attractive.
Feng Batian looked at the jade pendant in front of him, his eyes flickering slightly, and then his eyes showed a trace of confusion and he murmured: "When Ling'er truly grows up, I should go back."
Speaking of this, Feng Batian's eyes showed a trace of anger, and he murmured: "I will take back whatever belongs to me!"
Once again, there was a softness in Feng Batian's eyes and he said: "Yingying, do you know? Our child is very good now, and now he has broken the seal with his own efforts. Our son is not a waste, he is one of the best.
Long! Yingying, you must wait for me!"
A month later, in the back mountain cave, Zhang Fan opened his eyes and felt the energy filling his body. He couldn't help but sigh. After working hard for a month, he was stuck at a bottleneck again. He was stuck at six in his previous life.
The position of the upper layer is the same in this life, and even the energy he uses the energy of the jade pendant is also the same.
Sighing again, he spread his right hand, and a shadow instantly appeared. It was none other than the martial spirit that Wang Lin rescued from the colorful light ball.
At this time, the martial spirit had recovered under the incomparable pure energy of heaven and earth in the jade pendant space, but what surprised him was that this martial spirit was very special. Originally, when the martial spirit had just recovered a little, Zhang Fan observed
What he saw was a snake, but as time went by, he no longer thought so.
Where is this snake? It is clearly the Chinese totem dragon! This is what shocked him the most, but he quickly understood something, because this martial spirit was originally in an illusory state, and the pure power of heaven and earth helped the martial spirit
It was reshaped, thus forming the totem of his previous life.
"What functions will this martial spirit have?"
Zhang Fan's eyes were full of curiosity. He did not dare to use this martial spirit now, because although this martial spirit had returned to its original shape, he still felt a little weak. He was waiting, waiting for the time when this martial spirit became truly powerful.
Withdrawing his martial spirit, Zhang Fan stood up. After staying here for so long, is it time to go out and explore? If he had stayed here, he had a feeling that it would be difficult for him to achieve another breakthrough in his current state.
.
After walking out of the cave and looking at the ground, Zhang Fan's body rose into the air, purple light appeared in an instant, and he glided down. When he was still a hundred meters away from the ground, his eyes suddenly flashed.
"sulfuric acid!"
The sound of unsheathing sounded, and the dazzling purple light was like a rainbow.
"Shattered Sky!"
There was a loud shout, and with the sword intent he used, a terrifying and sharp energy shot downwards.
When the dust was flying, Zhang Fan's body fell down.
"sulfuric acid."
The figure with the sword in its sheath glanced at the large pit, nodded with satisfaction, patted the dust on his body and walked outside.
Before he reached the family, he saw Ouyang Xian'er coming towards him.
A gentle look appeared on his face again. When he was seriously injured, this girl had been taking care of him carefully. Every time he saw Ouyang Xian'er, he always felt tenderness in his heart.
"Master, where have you been? It depends on your body."
When Ouyang Xian'er came to Zhang Fan, she suddenly noticed that Zhang Fan's body was covered with dust. She looked a little annoyed and stretched out her little hand to pat Zhang Fan.
Looking at the attentive Ouyang Xian'er, Zhang Fan couldn't help but hold her little hand and said with a smile: "Xian'er, if I want to go out, will you come with me?"
"Yes." Ouyang Xian'er was stunned for a moment, then nodded firmly and said softly: "Because I still have to take care of the young master."
Zhang Fan smiled and nodded, and said nothing more, but Ouyang Xian'er walked towards the family.
At night, Zhang Fan knocked on the door of the study room where Feng Batian was.
"Come in." A gentle voice came from inside.
After the voice fell, Zhang Fan opened the door and walked in.
"Ling'er, you're here." After Feng Batian saw Zhang Fan, he said with a soft look on his face: "Just come over here. Let me tell you something."
"What's going on?" Zhang Fan moved up and sat across from Feng Batian.
"Your talent is so good now. It might be disadvantageous for you to stay in Liuyun Country. I have arranged a school for you. You can go and study."
"What school?" Zhang Fan was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Feng Batian to go to the same place as him, so he spoke out in confusion.
"Longwu Academy of Tianxing Kingdom!" Feng Batian said softly, paused and said again: "Of course Longwu Academy is also a springboard for you, if possible, because Longwu Academy allocates several places every year to enter Cangwu Academy.
Cloud Academy, that’s where you can really extend.”
"Your current strength is not high yet. When your strength reaches at least the Martial Emperor level, you can go out and explore. The Martial Spirit Continent is much bigger than you think."
When Feng Batian said this again, his eyes were filled with a gentle look.
"Hmm." Zhang Fan naturally knows something. In this world where the strong are respected, going out without any strength is simply seeking death. Moreover, he is also full of curiosity about the academies in this world.
"How is your martial spirit recovering now? Show me." Feng Batian exhaled and said again.
Zhang Fan didn't waste any time, he spread his right hand, and the martial spirit immediately rose up.
"Eh." There was obvious surprise in Feng Batian's eyes, or he couldn't believe it: "Why did your martial spirit become like this?"
"I feel that the five-color seal was sealed for too long. When it was illusory, it might have mutated when it was restored again." Zhang Fan naturally thought of his words.
Feng Batian frowned because he didn't know whether the mutation of this martial spirit was good or bad.
"Father, what kind of martial spirit do you have?" Zhang Fan asked out the doubts in his heart.
Feng Batian didn't talk nonsense. He spread out his right hand, and a heart-stopping energy flowed. The martial soul rose up. It was a beast soul. The beast soul was covered with golden scales, four claws, and a head.
There was a pair of horns growing on it, which looked unusually mighty and domineering, and when the martial spirit came out, Zhang Fan's heart trembled.
"This is the Golden Dragon Spirit, the top spirit among beast spirits." Feng Batian took a deep breath and said it.
"Top Martial Spirit?" Zhang Fan said in surprise after hearing this.
"Yes." Feng Batian nodded and said, "Martial spirits are also divided into these categories, from low level to intermediate level, high level, and then top level."