Fang Yu told Ye Fan in the Zhetian Realm a little bit about Fang Qingxue, the eldest daughter of the Fang family in the Immortal Realm, which surprised Ye Fan.

"Brother Fang Yu, does such a thing as spiritual practice really exist?"

A kind of curiosity and desire arose in Mark's heart.

"Of course practice exists, but it requires opportunity. In addition, it also requires Taoism, financial resources, and elixirs."

Fang Yu nodded and took out a Jingyuan Pill while speaking.

As soon as this elixir appeared in the field, Ye Fan felt that he felt comfortable just by smelling it, and his strength seemed to begin to increase.

"There is such a magical elixir?"

Ye Fan was surprised.

"This elixir is called Jingyuan Dan. To refine such a Jingyuan Dan requires hundreds of elixirs that have been used for hundreds of years. After being refined layer by layer, it is finally formed. This elixir can increase the A hundred pounds of strength.”

Fang Yu opened his mouth and introduced the magic of Jingyuan Dan.

Ye Fan was even more shocked when he heard it, as if he didn't expect that there was such a magical elixir in this world.

"Since you invited me to drink tea, I will also treat you to a Jingyuan Dan. I think you are quite talented and have extraordinary abilities."

Fang Yu lied and actually gave this Jingyuan Pill to Ye Fan. This was considered an investment. After all, if nothing unexpected happened, he would still have an intersection with Ye Fan in the Beidou Land in the coming years.

There was a look of surprise on Ye Fan's face, and then he shook his head: "How can I ask for such a valuable elixir?"

"This is also a kind of fate. There is no need to refuse."

Fang Yu smiled.

Although Jingyuan Dan is precious to him, he is not short of this Jingyuan Dan. Ye Fan's investment can be earned back in the years to come.

"In that case, thank you brother Fang Yu."

Ye Fan finally accepted the Jingyuan Pill.

Fang Yu took out another Jingyuan Dan, swallowed it and refined it in front of Ye Fan, and his strength began to increase again.

If you move at will, there will be a strong wind, which will make the person unable to stand steadily.

Ye Fan was secretly shocked when he saw it. After thinking about it, he also swallowed the Jingyuan Pill.

Immediately, a wave of heat rose up, rushing into his body and surrounding areas, making him feel as if he had swallowed a gunpowder.

But then, the painful feeling disappeared, and a comfortable feeling came. He had a feeling that his strength was increasing, and he could kill ordinary people with a single punch.

"This elixir is real!"

Ye Fan finally felt the power of Jingyuan Dan, and finally knew that Brother Fang Yu in front of him was indeed a disciple of an ancient family. Only ancient families could plant elixirs of many years and refine the elixir. Medicine comes.

Otherwise, how can ordinary people in modern times have the conditions to refine elixirs?

"There are different ways to practice such things. Some are specialized in practicing the physical body. Of course, there are also other systems of practice, such as the wheel and sea, the palace of Tao, the four poles..."

Fang Yu talked about the practice method of covering the sky, and was a little curious whether he could practice the method of covering the sky.

The structure of the body may be different in different worlds. He doesn't know whether it can be practiced. However, the eternal life method is a first-class method in the entire endless world. The only disadvantage is that it consumes too many resources.

Otherwise, he would not have come to this world.

"Ding-dang-dang, jingle-dang-dang."

Just when Ye Fan was listening to Fang Yu's words with great joy, the pleasant ringtone of his cell phone interrupted their conversation.

Fang Yu looked over and saw the word "Lin Jia" written on the phone, which seemed to be Ye Fan's classmate.

"Brother Fang Yu, I'm sorry, I'll take a call first."

Ye Fan apologized a little and immediately went to answer the phone.

Fang Yu heard some words, it was a class reunion, "Have you missed me?" and other words.

A class reunion seems to be just around the corner.

"Brother Fang Yu, I'm really sorry, but I have a class reunion today. When I get back from the party, I will have a good chat with Brother Fang Yu."

Ye Fan said after hanging up the phone.

"It doesn't matter, I came to this world to walk around, take a look, and see if I can get a chance to break through to the next level. Feel free to go."

Fang Yu smiled.

"Brother Fang Yu, wait for me. I will be back soon."

Ye Fan was still a little reluctant to give up.

On one side is the class reunion, classmates who have not seen each other for a long time, and on the other side are the children of ancient aristocratic families, coming to the world to experience. The entanglement in this heart can be imagined, but Ye Fan has already agreed to the class reunion, so he still has to go.

"Well, it's all experience wherever you go. I won't leave."

Fang Yu nodded, listening to the word class reunion, knowing when the current timeline was, he would naturally not go to Ye Fan's class reunion, so he continued to practice here.

The realm of breath.

This realm focuses on understanding the "qi" of breath, which refers to a breath and means mischievous.

But knowing is knowing, and understanding is understanding, but Fang Yu still hasn't realized it.

So he continued to take Jing Yuan Dan and practice.

It was late at night, and Ye Fan finally came back. When he saw Fang Yu, he immediately expressed his intention to apologize.

“It’s normal for friends to meet each other more often than not.”

While Fang Yu was talking, he was practicing the Songhe Wanshou Fist. His speed was extremely fast, and many afterimages appeared in the field, like a crane. Every punch, kick, hook, and spread of wings were all on his way to kill people. number.

Ye Fan felt that if he touched a little bit, he would die immediately, and he became more and more shocked.

"Brother Fang Yu, my classmates want to visit Mount Tai. I wonder if Brother Fang Yu is interested."

Ye Fan watched for a while, and it wasn't until Fang Yu slowed down that he recovered from his surprise and asked.

"Tarzan? Okay. This is a nice place."

Fang Yu had been waiting for Mount Tai for a long time, and now that he heard Ye Fan talking about Mount Tai, there was no reason why he should not respond.

Ye Fan saw Fang Yu and agreed, feeling even more happy.

One night passed, and on the second day, Ye Fan drove his Mercedes-Benz and took Fang Yu to Mount Tai.

When Fang Yu and Ye Fan arrived here, some of Ye Fan's classmates also arrived. Among them was a woman with white and delicate skin, big eyes, and long eyelashes. She seemed to have some aura, and she was unassuming and confident.

This woman's name was Li Xiaoman. She saw Ye Fan's expression was calm, but she seemed a little surprised when she looked at Fang Yu. There was some curiosity in her eyes, and she seemed to feel Fang Yu's powerful aura.

"Oh? Ye Fan, when did you meet such a Taoist priest? Don't be fooled."

A sneering voice came from not far away, seemingly with a mocking meaning.

Fang Yu looked over.

This is a weakling whose physical body has not reached a single level.

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