While the woman was recuperating in her room, Ye Fan found a quiet place in the courtyard and began to study the sheep skin roll stolen from the Tang clan.
"When I master the body of Yin dragon, my comprehensive combat power will be upgraded to a higher level again!"
"When I go to the Chu family to avenge myself, I will surely have more success."
Yin dragon spirit body has the miraculous effect of life and death, human flesh and bones. For ye fan, it is undoubtedly a powerful card to defend his life.
This is why, even at such a great risk, Ye Fan still took the risk to steal the parchment roll from under the eyes of the woman.
Although he was finally hit by the woman, fortunately, the sword was not in vain.
In this way, Ye Fan sat down on his knees against the old locust tree, then took out the roll of parchment and slowly spread it out in his arms.
The next moment, on parchment, that dense obscure small characters, then reflected into Ye Fan's eyelids.
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however, Bai Longyan, who hopes to have the Buddha ~
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Yin and Yang, harmony of heaven, earth and man
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those who practice will always be unable to perceive the passage of time.
When ye fan opens his eyes again, he finds that it is already in the evening.
Unconsciously, a day has passed.
However, leaves fan helpless is that he practiced for a day, but did not feel the slightest effect.
That kind of feeling, like water flowing through the fingertips, in addition to bringing some cold touch, but there is no trace left.
"It's strange that when I first practiced Yanglong, I didn't make much progress on the first day, but at least I got something."
"But this Yin dragon's body, I practice one day, unexpectedly have nothing to gain."
Ye Fan looked at it again for a while, then shook his head and sighed, "ah ~"
"it's me who is too anxious."
"It's just the first day. There's no easy way to learn such powerful martial arts."
After Ye Fan enlightened himself, he stopped practicing.
He stretched out his muscles and put away the parchment for practice tomorrow.
The rest of the time, of course, is to cook for Lao Tai Jun.
Every day, Lao Taijun prepared raw and processed soup, cooked food, cleaned up and other chores for himself, and Ye Fan consciously took over.
Anyway, Ye Fan has been his son-in-law for three years, and he is a good hand at housework.
That night, Ye Fan fried three dishes, almost all of which were planted in laotaijun's own yard.
For the cold woman who is used to eating delicacies, the simple food and drink in front of her is really simple.
Almost, she lost her appetite.
"Granny, you eat. I'll go back to my room first."
I don't know if it's because I hate Ye Fan, or I'm really tired.
The cold woman took a look and turned her head and was about to return to her room.
Ye Fan is too lazy to pay attention to him and has already eaten it.
After practicing kung fu for a day, he was very hungry and ate it naturally.
"Yun'er, sit down and eat. It's good for your health to add some nutrition."
"Why, don't you dislike grandma's simple food?"
The old prince glared.
The cold woman shook her head and explained, "grandma, you misunderstood me."
"In that case, sit down and have some."
"Otherwise, my old lady will be angry."
Finally, the woman could not open her face and sat down at the table.
She picked up the chopsticks, casually picked a vegetable in front of her and put it into her mouth.
She had planned to eat one or two mouthfuls to make a face for the old prince.
After all, she used to eat special dishes with exquisite workmanship and excellent appearance. For example, in front of her eyes, she wanted to have no appearance or style, or to use that kind of simple and crude food in iron pots. She really couldn't go down and resisted instinctively in her heart.