The Era of the Law of the People: Full-level Talent at the Beginning

　　zizi~

　　Like scorched fur, a foul stench suddenly emanated from the surroundings, accompanied by a lot of screams of fear.

　　Almost instantly, a large number of ghosts that rushed over were all burned out by the True Sun Flame.

　　The cloudy wind disappeared in an instant, the black clouds swayed across the sky, and the sky was sprinkled with golden yellow.

　　It is bright.

　　The man's face showed the joy of the rest of his life, 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 blinked calmly, a trace of doting appeared on his face.

　　The man sat in front of the ox cart again, driving loud and clear, echoing in the Yinfeng Valley.

　　……

　　Three days passed.

　　Beiguo County.

　　city ​​gate.

　　A lot of white paper money was flying, and a funeral procession team went out.

　　No one in the team cried, and everyone looked numb.

　　The bullock cart was parked by the road.

　　Waiting quietly for the funeral procession to pass by.

　　The man paid the entrance fee and found a dilapidated family to live in.

　　This stay is three years.

　　Zhou Fan has grown from a baby to a child. His four-year-old sister, the baby girl who cried in Yinfeng Valley, is already able to work as a helper to support the family.

　　Although life is not rich, it is worthwhile.

　　however.

　　Beiguo County became more and more dilapidated.

　　White things are everywhere, and there are coffins in the house.

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

　　He spit out Taizhen Yangyan in his mouth.

　　three years.

　　He has already practiced the "Taizhen Sun Jing" to the limit.

　　You can easily shoot the true solar flames that are enough to burn thousands of miles of lakes.

　　Look at the reincarnation mark.

　　【Name: Zhou Fan】

　　[Realm: Perfect and leak-free golden elixir (pure source shaping) pure yang (small world)]

　　[Attribute: All things]

　　[Law: Artistic Conception of All Things - 10 layers of water (domain), 50 layers of fire (domain), 82 layers of soil...]

　　[Treasure: Reincarnation Seal Fragment (5/100) Taiqing Purple Clothes, Blood Phoenix Bell, Wanshun Cauldron, Spirit Pattern Gold Ring, Yuan Extinguishing Gloves. 】

　　[Mid-grade talent exercises: Heavenly Soul Art Level]

　　[Cultivation method: Sixth layer of Taizhenyang Jing (completeness)]

　　[Reincarnation Points: 2620 million]

　　[Evaluation: sss legend]

　　[Reward: 2 arrivals quota]

　　He frowned 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 after three years, he has not found anything that can provide insight.

　　Here, he also read books, and his mother even arranged for him to go to a private school, but when he read the books, there was no such thing as a small world.

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

　　In this regard, Zhou Fan was not too disappointed.

　　After all, his comprehension is already very high, and it is naturally difficult to improve after reading similar books.

　　"If you really can't find it, you can only search for the resources of this world!" He thought to himself.

　　Has the powerful function of reincarnation mark fragments.

　　He finds resources to do more with less.

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

　　evening.

　　The afterglow of the setting sun gradually disappeared.

　　The demons began to become active.

　　Living in this world is extremely hopeless.

　　Without Zhou Fan's protection.

　　His parents, sister, have long been eaten by the old locust tree in the yard.

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

　　After the mother saw it, she scolded her sister for being deceived by some scholarly prodigal son.

　　The four-year-old sister endured the grievances.

　　this night.

　　She didn't eat.

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

　　With a smile on her dirty face, her sister ate the rice balls reservedly while handing the calligraphy and painting to Zhou Fan.

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

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

　　He subconsciously opened the calligraphy and painting.

　　"Ding! You watched a painting, comprehended the meaning of the painting, expanded your thinking, and gained +50 comprehension."

　　Three years later.

　　The long-lost system beep finally sounded.

　　[Fulfill the promise, complete the update, and continue to ask for support! ! ].

Chapter 19

　　Hearing the voice, Zhou Fan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

　　After three years of not finding a way to gain comprehension points, he even thought that the small world auxiliary cultivation system had disappeared.

　　Now it seems that the system is still there, but he has not found the right way.

　　Thinking confined to the last small world book.

　　the next morning.

　　He slipped out and came to the county street.

　　During the day, the streets are quite lively.

　　Although there are funeral processions from time to time, white paper money is scattered all over the place, but all kinds of hawkers fill the streets, and pedestrians come and go in a hurry.

　　Zhou Fan walked to a street vendor selling calligraphy and painting.

　　Taking a glance, there are very few paintings and calligraphy of landscape pictures, only one or two pictures, the rest are pictures of beautiful women, and there are many pictures of spring below.

　　"Ding! You watched the landscape painting and understood the true meaning of the painting, and your comprehension +50."

　　"Ding! You watched the picture of the beauty going out of the bath, and you understood the meaning of the painting, and your comprehension +20."

　　"..."

　　Listening to the reminder in his mind, Zhou Fan's face was strange, watching the beauty bathing, and even the spring picture, he could gain insight.

　　After watching for a while, the poor scholar wanted to drive him away.

　　"Your eyebrows are surrounded by blood and evil spirits, and disaster will come today."

　　Before leaving, he persevered.

　　The desolate scholars disagreed. Although there are many ghosts and ghosts today, and there are not a few people with the right to predict the spirit, Zhou Fan, a three-year-old child, is obviously not included in this list.

　　But one night passed.

　　The destitute scholar came to the door, crying immortals for help.

　　It turned out that he went to the painting boat to buy drunk at night. After a night of wandering, his whole body was sluggish. Fortunately, he hid ginseng at home, boiled it into a soup and swallowed it, which saved his life.

　　But after looking for Langzhong, he learned that his life was not long.

　　This reminded me of Zhou Fan's prophecy yesterday.

　　"Pen and ink wait!"

　　Zhou Fan said lightly.

　　The desolate scholar was taken aback for a moment, hurriedly returned home, and took out the pen and paper.