Chapter 1 Ye Jia
The sun shines through the thick groves and falls on the lively ground.
Two wild cats called spring lay on the branches of a big tree, causing the leaves to fall down.
Ye Fan lay calmly on the ground and witnessed the unbearable primitive movements of the two wild cats. However, there was no distraction in his heart at this time. However, after a moment of silence, he couldn't help frowning.
"Fat pig, are you sure it's here?"
As a voice sounded, two obscene figures appeared in the woods.
The two wild cats on the tree seemed to have been disturbed by these two people. They stared down fiercely, and then "meowed" once or twice. Then they rushed into a darker place and continued their unsatisfied life.
There are two teenagers who enter the woods. They are not very old, about twelve or three years old, but their bodies are very personal. One is fat and the other is thin.
"You are a fat pig, you are a fat pig!" One of the fat teenagers said angrily.
"Is it bad to keep your voice quiet and let others hear it?" The thin teenager "hushed" and whispered.
The fat teenager seemed to wake up and nodded repeatedly.
After hearing the dialogue between the two people, Ye Fan had to wake up from meditation. In fact, he had already sensed the arrival of the two teenagers, and now he was too lazy to talk to them. He continued to close his eyes tightly, hoping that they could skip themselves as soon as possible.
"Huh? There is something here..." The fat teenager had sharp eyes and caught a glimpse of Ye Fan lying on the ground.
"Is that the one you said?" The thin teenager asked.
"Damn, you are the thing!" Ye Fan scolded angrily from the bottom of his heart.
"It seems to be a human!" The fat teenager said with little certainty.
"Let's go and have a look." At this time, the thin teenager also saw Ye Fan, settled down and said.
Then, the two carefully walked to Ye Fan.
"Are you dead?" When the fat teenager saw Ye Fan's gray face and closed eyes, he asked.
"Maybe." The thin teenager nodded and analyzed.
At this time, Ye Fan suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the two guys talking about him.
"Damn, it's a corpse!" The thin teenager screamed and stepped back a few steps at the same time.
"Do I look like a corpse?" Ye Fan glanced at the thin teenager and said.
"What are you doing lying here?" The fat teenager calmed down and asked.
"It's okay. It's refreshing." Ye Fan replied calmly.
"Huh? Isn't this Ye Fan?" The fat teenager finally saw Ye Fan's appearance, rubbed his eyes, and said in surprise.
Ye Fan did not squeak. In fact, from the first sentence the two teenagers came here, he knew that they were his brother. The fat teenager's name was Ye Hu, and the thin boy's name was Ye Cheng.
These two teenagers, like Ye Fan, are the children of the Ye family.
"The sixth brother is very interested in practicing and nourishing his spirit in this place." When Ye Cheng said this, there was some contempt in his words.
Among the Ye family, Ye Fan ranked sixth. Because his cultivation speed is relatively slow, he is often laughed at by several brothers. Of course, Ye Hu and Ye Cheng are no exception.
Ye Fan knew that he could not continue to practice at this time, so he had to stand up and deliberately patted the dust in front of the two people, and then walked to the depths of the forest without looking at it.
A lot of dust was inhaled in his nose. Ye Hu didn't care, but Ye Cheng frowned, quickly covered his nose, squinted his little eyes and said sarcastically, "Ye Fan, I seem to remember that three days later is the day of the assessment. How many layers of your mysterious qi have been practiced?"
"It should be taller than you." Ye Fan said without looking back.
"Blow, keep blowing! Cough." Ye Cheng smiled softly, but couldn't help coughing because he inhaled part of the dust.
"Oc's it, ignore him. Let's do something important." Ye Hu urged.
Ye Cheng stopped talking, and then continued to explore in the woods with Ye Hu.
"What are these two guys looking for?" Ye Fan muttered to himself. Although he was a little curious, he still walked through the woods non-stop. At the same time, in the process of walking, he took out a dagger with purple light from his arms, looked at it a few times and then took it back.
Outside the woods is an open space. Ye Fan looked into the distance and could clearly see the Ye family in the distance.
The Ye family is located in the easternmost part of the Xuanwu Continent, which is a famous local family.
Xuanwu Continent, as the name implies, is based on practicing martial arts, and the cultivation is mainly based on Xuanqi. After a war 60,000 years ago, the whole Xuanwu continent seemed to have been silent for a long time. With the passage of time, this tough world has once again set off a wave of martial arts practice.
Ye Fan was influenced by the family and began to practice Xuanqi when he was six years old. However, his qualifications are indeed worse. Now that he is twelve years old, his brothers of the same age have already reached the realm of Xuanzhe or even Xuanshi, and he only wanders around at the third level of Xuantu.
The division of the realm of Xuanwu Continent from low to high is: Xuantu, Xuanzhe, Xuanshi, Xuanzong, Xuanzun, Xuanhun, Xuansheng, Xuanxian. As for the Xuanshen above Xuanxian, it is said that except for the appearance of once 60,000 years ago, there has never been a second person in so many years.
Although Ye Fan's speed of cultivation is very slow, he holds a persistent mentality. He also wants to stand at the peak of human beings like the mysterious god 60,000 years ago. Although he only has a three-level Xuantu realm now, he has worked many times more than his compatriots in any family.
Just now in the woods, Ye Fan seemed to be lazy, but in fact, he felt the mysterious spirit of heaven and earth through meditation.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Fan stepped into the door of the Ye family, and then walked quickly towards his residence.
Just as he was about to enter the house, Ye Fan's heart moved. He clearly sensed that someone appeared behind him, and he could roughly feel that the other party was his third brother Yelong.
"Ye Fan, my father is looking for you." After Ye Long finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Ye Fan knew that this third brother was a strange man who cherished his words like gold. He usually rarely said a word, but now it is very rare to pop up six words at a time. Although Ye Fan was a little confused about the third brother who didn't like to talk, he had a good impression of him. Among these brothers, only the third brother Ye Long and the eldest brother Ye Fei did not look down on him. The other four brothers were simply duffian with unique skills, deeply expressing that he was still wandering in the third-level Xuantu. Despise.
After hearing the words of the third brother Ye Long, Ye Fan thought for a moment and walked to his father's room.
"Ye Fan, what have you been doing recently?"
After entering his father's room, his father Ye Xiaotian asked without waiting for Ye Fan to stand firm.
"I didn't do anything, I'm practicing." Ye Fan replied with some hesitation.
"Creation? The gray face of cultivation? What kind of style!" Ye Xiaotian sat in a luxurious seat and said angrily.