Cry.

The baby’s hissing cry rings in the ears.

Sharp and grim.

As soon as Zhou Fan’s consciousness recovered, his eardrums trembled.

Raise your eyes, as far as your eyes can see, the sky is full of dark clouds, wind and sand and stones.

He lay in the arms of a thin woman who sat on top of an ox cart, jolting constantly.

The cry came from the pile of tattered clothes next to her, but the woman did not hear it.

The sallow face stared at himself in his arms, lifted his clothes, and his shriveled skin was full of ribs.

She was going to breastfeed.

It’s a pity that there is not a trace of water.

Zhou Fan, who was in a baby state, frowned sparsely.

His powerful sea soul could sense that a large number of ghosts around him were rapidly approaching.

It seems to be attracted by crying.

The birth environment was so bad, but Zhou Fan did not have a trace of panic in his heart.

Opening the reincarnation mall, he spent 2 million reincarnation points and directly purchased an exercise, the Tai Zhen Yang Sutra.

Every time you come to a small world, the exercises in the reincarnation mall will be refreshed, suitable for this world to cultivate.

And the level of the “Tai Zhen Yang Sutra” is not lower than the “Tai Shang Sensing Internal Law Golden Pill Chapter”.

That’s the benefit of having reincarnation points.

Like other Adventists, they do not have a free Advent quota, they must spend a lot of points to buy, and the accompanying Law Treasures must also be purchased.

Therefore, many adventists simply do not have extra points to buy exercises.

Rumble!

With Zhou Fan’s mid-grade talent exercises, with just two breathing kung fu, he had cultivated the Tai True Yang Sutra to the third layer.

It can condense a trace of Tai Zhen Yang Yan.

If you change to the natives of this world, it will take at least a hundred years or more to cultivate to reach the third level.

Whew~

A dark wind rolls.

Flying sand and rocks swept over the entire oxcart.

There was a faint sound in the air.

Yin wind crossing, yin wind crossing, the living do not come, the dead do not go….

The man driving the ox cart had a look of fear on his face.

The sallow shriveled woman hugged Zhou Fan deadly.

The baby girl in the pile of rotten clothes cried more and more.

Woo hoo~

It was like a ghost cry, and the cry of the baby girl disappeared.

But at this moment, Zhou Fan’s eyes flashed with light gold, and a trace of Tai Zheng Yang Yan escaped out.

Zizi~

Like burnt fur, the surrounding area suddenly emitted a foul smell, accompanied by a lot of screams of fear.

Almost instantly, a large number of Yin Souls that pounced over were all burned out by Tai Zhen Yangyan.

The yin wind disappeared in an instant, the black clouds spread across the sky, and the sky was sprinkled with a touch of gold.

It’s sunny.

The man’s face showed the joy of the rest of his life after the disaster, and he abruptly got out of the car, knelt on the ground, and kept saying thank God, thank you Bodhisattva.

The sallow woman’s tense face relaxed.

Looking down at Zhou Fan, who was blinking calmly, a hint of pampering appeared on his face.

The man sat in front of the ox cart again, and a loud driving echoed in the Yin Wind Valley.

……

Three days passed.

Beiguo County.

Shing mun.

A large amount of white paper money flew, and the funeral procession traveled.

No one in the group was crying, and all of them were numb.

The ox cart is parked on the side of the road.

Quietly wait for the funeral procession to walk by.

The man paid the entrance fee and found a run-down family to live in.

This stay is three years.

Zhou Fan has grown from a baby to a child, and his four-year-old sister, the baby girl who cried in Yin Wind Valley back then, has been able to work as a helper to supplement the family.

Although life is not rich, it is expensive.

However.

Beiguo County became more and more dilapidated.

There are white things everywhere, and there are coffins in the house.

On this day, Zhou Fan sat under an old locust tree like a little adult.

Spit out Tai Zhen Yangyan in his mouth.

Three years of time.

He had already cultivated the Tai True Yang Sutra to the limit.

You can easily shoot the Tai Zhen Yangyan that is enough to burn thousands of miles of lakes.

Look at the reincarnation imprint.

[Name: Zhou Fan].

[Realm: Perfect and Leakless Golden Pill (Pure Origin Molding) Pure Yang (Small World)].

[Attribute: All things].

[Law: The artistic conception of all things – 10 layers of water (field), 50 layers of fire (field), 82 layers of earth…].

[Treasures: Reincarnation Seal Fragment (5/100) Taiqing Purple Clothes, Blood Phoenix Bell, Ten Thousand Souls Ding, Spirit Pattern Gold Ring, Annihilation Yuan Gaunt. 】

[Middle-grade Talent Exercises: Heavenly Soul Technique Level 101].

[Exercises: Tai Zhen Yang Sutra Six Layers (Perfection)].

[Reincarnation points: 26.2 million].

[Evaluation: SSS Legend].

[Reward: 2 advent credits].

His brows furrowed slightly.

In three years, the improvement has not changed much.

One is that he is still in a state of growth, and the other is that he has not found anything that can provide enlightenment points in the past three years.

Here, too, he had read books, and his mother had arranged for him to go to private school, but when he looked at books, there was no situation in a small world.

It seems that the three classics of Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism can no longer help him improve his enlightenment.

In this regard, Zhou Fan did not feel too disappointed.

After all, his understanding is already very high, and it is naturally difficult to improve when watching similar books.

“If you really can’t find it, you can only search for the resources of this world first!” He thought to himself.

It has the power of reincarnation mark fragments.

He looks for resources to do more with less.

However, in the entire Beiguo County, he searched through the fragments of the reincarnation mark almost every month, and there were no valuable resources.

Evening.

The afterglow of the setting sun faded.

The demons began to come alive.

Living in this world is desperate.

If there is no Zhou Fan’s protection.

His parents, his sister, had long been eaten by the old locust trees in the yard.

The older sister in the patch came home with an extra scroll of calligraphy and painting in her hand.

After seeing it, my mother scolded her sister for not being deceived by some scholarly prodigal son.

The four-year-old sister endured grievances.

This night.

She didn’t eat.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Fan secretly stuffed the hidden rice ball into his sister’s arms.

My sister had a smile on her dirty face, and while eating rice balls reservedly, she handed the painting and calligraphy to Zhou Fan.

Mr. Private School died last year, and Zhou Fan was idle at home.

And this time, my sister secretly bought a volume of calligraphy and painting for my younger brother to study.

He subconsciously opened the calligraphy and painting.

“Ding! You look at a painting, comprehend the meaning of the painting, expand your thinking, and have +50 understanding. ”

After three years.

The long-lost system tone finally sounded.

[Fulfill the promise, add more to complete, continue to ask for support!] 】



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