Chapter 9 Two and a half yearsTime flies, time flies. One never keeps track of time when practicing, and in the blink of an eye, two and a half years had already passed. In the past two and a half years, Yao Yan seemed to have disappeared from Danding City. Even his former friends had never seen him again. All they knew was that he had become Yao Nong's disciple. This matter was forgotten as time passed, and the turmoil it caused at the time also gradually dissipated. Time can make people forget everything. No one will always miss an ordinary boy. It is still the same small courtyard, and the green bamboo in the courtyard sways in the wind. "Squeak." The door was suddenly pushed open, and a figure walked out slowly, facing the sunlight, with his arms stretched out. The tall and straight young man was wearing a moon-white brocade robe with a silver pattern on the neck. In the sunlight, some lotus patterns were faintly visible on the white robe. A silver-white silk thread bound his long black hair behind his head. Under his sword-like eyebrows, a pair of black eyes were like a pool of thick ink that could not be dissolved. His facial features were extremely delicate and handsome. At the corner of his mouth was a faint smile, and he seemed to be in a very good mood. The boy was naturally Yao Yan who had been in seclusion for two and a half years. Compared to two and a half years ago, he had grown a lot taller, his face had become more mature and less childish. Of course, the most important thing is that his strength has returned to that of a fighter today.
Everything falls into place. Although it took a lot more time than he expected, the Dou Qi he cultivated was more condensed and thicker than before. A strand of Dou Qi was dozens of times stronger than before. This was the talent that his current body brought him! Only when one truly possesses a talent comparable to divine bloodline, one will know how huge the gap between the two is. Now that he is only a one-star fighter, he is confident that he can pin him, who was once a six-star fighter, to the ground and beat him. The speed of cultivation, the thickness of the fighting spirit, the speed of the fighting spirit's circulation... they are all much, much stronger! This is also the reason why he stayed in the Dou Qi stage for so long. Different materials require completely different amounts of time to be polished. Now, he has completely polished his body to reveal his most perfect essence... "Whoo~" Yao Yan raised his palm, and a ball of golden flame covered his palm, its shape was like rolling hot magma, just looking at it gave people a heart-wrenching feeling. The phantom golden fire comes from the companion flame of the seventh-level monster Fire Scorpion Dragon Beast. The Dou Qi that was fed by Yao Yan for two and a half years in the Spark Stage was refined by Yao Yan today as he broke through to the Douzhe stage. During the period, he encountered some resistance but it was perfectly resolved by a sixth-grade Meridian Protecting Pill. Perhaps because of the two and a half years of feeding of Dou Qi, he can now control it as smoothly as if it were his own arm. Yao Yan controlled the flames to transform into a small three-legged golden crow. He couldn't help but chuckle as he watched it pecking at its feathers deftly. As he refined the fire, he could clearly feel his body being tempered. The body-tempering ability of this beast fire was indeed good. The only regret was that it could not temper the body on its own. Like the Fallen Heart Flame, it came with its own training BUFF and needed Yao Yan to control it. But these are all minor problems. With Yao Yan's current spiritual power, it is not difficult to control it to temper his body while doing two things at the same time. "Congratulations, young master, for breaking through to the Fighter level." The space around him distorted, and the figure of the herbal farmer appeared in Yao Yan's sight. He congratulated Yao Yan respectfully. Yao Yan took back the phantom golden fire and said with a smile: "I just condensed the Dou Qi cyclone. I have to thank you for everything you arranged for me in the past two years." He knew very well that without the cultivation resources arranged for him by the herbal farmer, he would not have been able to cultivate so quickly. "This is what an old slave should do." The herbalist said respectfully.
"Wow~" At this moment, a black flame appeared in the storage ring on Yao Yan's fingertips, accompanied by an indescribable huge soul power. The surrounding space solidified instantly, and then the black flame quickly spread. The sunlight projected from the sky was instantly swallowed up, and the light became dim. A figure surrounded by black flames appeared in front of the two of them. It was Hunxuzi who had disappeared for two and a half years. Seeing the newcomer, the herbalist was so shocked that he knelt on one knee and greeted him very respectfully: "Greetings, Master Hunxuzi." "Teacher?!" Yao Yan looked at the person who came, a look of surprise instantly appeared on his face, and he shouted quickly. Unlike the joy on his face, the happiness in his heart for achieving the breakthrough as a fighter disappeared in an instant. All the experiences of being used as a guinea pig for experiments emerged in his mind. The pain of being unable to live or die deeply stung his nerves. Although it was a blessing in disguise, the suffering he endured was real, and Hunxuzi at that time never took his life seriously. "Yes, the foundation is perfectly formed." Hunxuzi only used his soul power to scan and clearly sensed the changes in Yaoyan's body. He nodded with satisfaction, then glanced at the herbalist, "This is well done, get up." "Thank you for your appreciation, sir." The herbalist stood up cautiously, not daring to make a sound, and stood silently to the side like an invisible man. Hunxuzi's gaze returned to Yaoyan again. Compared to Yaonong, Yaoyan was the person he really valued. After all, he could have as many characters like Yaonong as he wanted. He smiled and said in a low voice, "I have been dealing with other things for the past two and a half years, but I have always seen your performance. You can endure loneliness and seclusion for two and a half years, which is very good." Is this true? You have nothing to do! Yao Yan was a little upset by Hunxuzi's words, but he still had to say obediently: "Disciple will follow the teacher's words." "Being a fighter is just the beginning. The road to becoming a strong person starts with becoming a fighter king. Before that, don't slack off." Hunxuzi warned. Yao Yan nodded and said, "Disciple understands." Hunxuzi said calmly, "Since you have broken through to the Fighter level, you can no longer practice in seclusion. From today on, you will go to the Shennong Mountains to practice. When you return, I will tell you who your enemy is." "……Yes." Yao Yan's eyes turned cold when he heard this, and he responded in a deep voice. Hunxuzi thought Yaoyan's expression was very interesting. Black flames flickered in his eyes, like a messenger from hell. He continued, "Battle skills and training resources will be prepared for you by Yaonong. I will also take the time to guide you in your training. Work hard to grow, and don't let me down!" Yao Yan nodded heavily. Hunxuzi glanced at the herbal farmer on the side and said in a cold tone: "Arrange him to go to Shennong Mountain Range and let this little guy see what the real world is like, hehe~" Accompanied by a strange laugh, the black flames around him converged and sank into Yao Yan's storage ring. At the same time, the surrounding space barriers were restored. This is the powerful Fighting Saint, who plays with space like he is playing with mud, kneading it at will. As Hunxuzi left. The sunlight returned to the courtyard, and everything became a little brighter. Yao Yan touched the storage ring on his finger and felt very melancholy for a moment. With the help of Hunxuzi, he could become stronger quickly, but because of the other party, he now has no freedom at all. He can only practice according to the other party's arrangements, and all his actions are under the other party's surveillance.
All I can say is that there are pros and cons. At the moment, the pros outweigh the cons, but Yaoyan obviously doesn't want to continue like this. But without sufficient strength, it is meaningless to think about these things. Yao Yan suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind, looked at the herbal farmer with a smile, and said softly: "This matter will be troublesome." "This is what an old slave should do." The herbalist became more respectful and spoke in a deep voice. (End of this chapter)