Chapter 741: Two Hundred Years of Seclusion

Ye Yunfan arrived at the location and found that Lu Wanxue was not at the residence, so he did not go anywhere, but sat in meditation at the gate of the courtyard and waited.

"Xiao Shi? Are you okay?" A white figure came in an instant.

"Thanks to Master, I am fine now."

Ye Yunfan bowed respectfully. He knew that he had gone down the mountain without permission, and everyone was running around for him, and they were also very worried about his injury.

Lu Wanxue immediately checked his injury and it was indeed much better.

"Xiao Shi, what do you want to see me for?" Lu Wanxue was in a much better mood. She originally went out to look for the best natural treasures, but the harvest was not ideal.

Unexpectedly, she saw Ye Yunfan recovered as soon as she came back, which gave her an unexpected surprise.

"Master, I am here to apologize. I have caused you so much trouble and made everyone so worried. I am guilty. Please punish me."

Ye Yunfan said seriously.

"Xiao Shi, I really underestimated you before. Although you went down the mountain without permission, you killed countless strange beasts and saved many people. Your merits outweigh your faults. I will not punish you this time.

Your potential is no worse than your senior brothers and sisters. This time you helped Qingyun Sect get the first place for the first time in a thousand years. Did you know that?

You are the lucky star of Qingyun Sect. I hope you practice well. There will be a martial arts competition of seven sects in a hundred years. I believe you will have the opportunity to stand on the stage. Master is optimistic about you."

Although Ye Yunfan's cultivation is very low, Lu Wanxue can feel the confidence in his eyes, which always gives people a different feeling.

"Thank you, Master. I will work hard." Ye Yunfan was quite satisfied with this improvement.

"This is 3 million divine stones, the reward you deserve, and the other 1 million will be shared by everyone." Lu Wanxue threw him a storage ring. He just needed a lot of resources. This is really a timely help.

After taking the divine stone, Ye Yunfan returned to his residence and began to retreat.

"I narrowly escaped death this time, but my strength is too low. I was able to kill two of the fourth-level primary alien beasts, not entirely because of my strength. The sword realm helped me a lot. If I hadn't reached the potential sword realm, I wouldn't have been so powerful."

He sighed that his strength was still not strong enough and he needed to work hard to improve.

The fourth-level primary alien beasts are far inferior to the early stage of the ancient gods. Ye Yunfan was completely lucky this time. If he hadn't had so many trump cards, he would have died.

"Alas, in the God Realm, my mental power can only support eleven divine vortexes. If I really want to fight against the ancient gods, my current strength is still far behind."

He also wanted to continue to open up, but it was impossible to stay in the God Realm to improve his mental power. Now that he has reached the true god realm, his body has obviously become different and can no longer open up.

"I wonder how many divine vortexes have been opened up in the God Realm?" Ye Yunfan was thinking about strengthening his own strength. If he was weak, he would be in danger like last time, and he would most likely be surrounded and killed.

Putting aside distracting thoughts, he began to heal his wounds, and let his whole body recover to the best condition. This was the first thing.

This time, he spent half a year in the Gangfeng Tower to restore every part of his body to its original state and repaired all eleven divine whirlpools to perfect condition.

"Finally recovered, so many years wasted."

At this moment, Ye Yunfan immediately took out three million divine stones and began to absorb them frantically. The power of the black lotus was swallowed faster as his cultivation became stronger.

This time, it only took three years to turn all the divine stones into fragments, but his cultivation only improved to the peak of the second level of the true god, and there was still a distance from the breakthrough.

Ye Yunfan smiled bitterly and said, "Sure enough, this road is too difficult. The eleven divine whirlpools consume too many resources!"

Then he began to cultivate his mental power. If there were no resources, he would stop cultivating and temper his mental power. When his mental power improved, he would make pills and draw talismans to earn divine stones.

Ten years later, Ye Yunfan's mental power broke through to the eighty-first level.

Twenty years later, his mental power broke through to the middle stage of the eighty-first level.

Thirty years later, it reached the late stage of the eighty-first level.

Forty years later, his mental power reached the peak of the eighty-first level.

Mental power is too time-consuming. Fortunately, there is this ten-fold time formation, otherwise it would take years.

However, Ye Yunfan did not come out of retreat. He continued to practice swordsmanship and was determined to break through to the soul sword realm.

The so-called soul sword is to be able to control the sword at will with mental power. Without the assistance of divine power, the sword can also move in an instant. As soon as the mental power moves, the sword has been deployed.

This process is still difficult. First of all, the mental power cannot be too low. Generally, it takes 82 levels to have the opportunity to practice the soul sword realm, but Ye Yunfan can barely give it a try at the peak of the 81st level.

After all, his mental power control is very proficient, especially the differentiation of mental power, which is already at will to the extreme. This is also the reason why he can refine pills and draw talismans by one level of mental power.

It took a hundred years to improve mental power before, and it also paved the way for the current breakthrough in swordsmanship.

The whole Gangfeng Tower was filled with sword intent, and the terrifying might continued to condense. Thousands of sword shadows flashed in the air, all of which were condensed by sword intent.

Ye Yunfan's spiritual power filled every corner of the Gangfeng Tower, divided into thousands of parts, and at the same time controlled thousands of sword shadows to move together.

At this moment, thousands of sword shadows rushed to the center at a high speed, quickly merged into one, and all merged into Ye Yunfan's body under the control of thousands of spiritual powers.

Bang!

A powerful sword intent burst out from his body, rushing straight to the top of the Gangfeng Tower. Ye Yunfan was still trying his best to restrain himself so as not to make too much noise.

It took him thirty years to perfectly integrate his spiritual power and sword intent. Now he has reached the realm of soul sword. He can strike the sword faster and can strike with divine power at the same time, which is extremely powerful.

Then he honed his sword intent realm for another thirty years and cultivated the soul sword realm to perfection.

But he still felt that it was not enough, so he spent another forty years to make the soul sword reach perfection. Only then was he satisfied with his improvement.

"I have been in seclusion in Gangfeng Tower for two hundred years, which is considered a small achievement. My realm has not improved much, but my strength has improved a lot. If I encounter three fourth-level monsters again, I believe I should have some self-protection power to prevent myself from being seriously injured."

Ye Yunfan came out of seclusion this time and did not hide his realm. After all, if he did not improve in twenty years, he would be said to have no talent.

In Wanju Pavilion, the brothers were chatting.

"This time, my junior brother actually closed himself for so long. It seems that he almost lost his life last time and worked hard to become stronger." Meng Manyin said with a smile.

"I miss my junior brother a little bit. It's been 20 years, and I don't know when he will come out of retreat." Su Miaolin muttered casually.

"Who missed me!" Ye Yunfan's voice came in.

"Junior brother, you finally came out of retreat. You have been in retreat for a long time this time." Yi Xiaoxiao immediately ran up to look at him.

Shen Qingyu smiled and said, "Junior brother, congratulations on your recovery from injury and reaching the peak of the second level of True God. Congratulations."

"Hello, senior brothers and sisters. My cultivation is not worth mentioning to you."

Ye Yunfan is very humble. Although he now knows that his strength can basically rank first among all his brothers, he still pretends to be the weakest.