The next day, early in the morning.


    "Creak ~"


    Long Bufan pushed the door and came out. The sun poured down from the sky and shone on him. He looked very warm and comfortable. Then his eyes narrowed slightly. According to the past practice, he silently ran a circle of purple Qi condensing heart formula, absorbed the essence at the beginning of the day, and then opened it.


    Feel a purple warm current leading to all limbs and bones, and the extraordinary lips of the dragon can''t help lifting a radian.


    "Younger martial brother long has perfected this set of sect''s entry-level skill of condensing Qi. It''s really rare."


    At this time, a familiar laughter suddenly came. Long Bufan couldn''t help turning his head. He saw a black robed deacon standing on the two meter high wall and staring at him with a smile.


    This man is long Bufan. When the four of them were promoted to the inner hall on the first day, the black robed deacon who took them, Zhou Tong.


    "Good morning, senior brother Zhou." long Bufan smiled and said hello to the black robed deacon. He saw that he was still wearing the black robed deacon clothes of his core disciples. He wanted to come to Jibi that day. He was challenged and didn''t lose the number of core disciples.


    Zhou Tong walked up slowly, his eyes rested on long Bufan''s young face, and said in a slightly surprised tone: "you boy, I was surprised this time. In just seven days, he was promoted from an ordinary disciple of earth hall to a personal disciple of cangyun Pavilion. This achievement... Is not much different from Lin Shuanger of that year..."


    "Shuanger..."


    Long Bufan''s eyes blinked slightly. Now he also knows that Lin Shuanger used seven days to understand the water system stone tablet totem five years ago. However, Lin Shuanger, who was only 13 at that time, was obviously a little better in talent than long Bufan, a veteran of two generations.


    "Hey, frost is water, I am fire, water and fire blend, dry firewood and fire..."


    When long Bufan was full of dirty thoughts, Zhou Tong smiled and said, "but don''t be complacent. I know a lot of secrets about you when I work in the Deacon hall. I must have used some means to understand the martial arts stone tablet. In those years, Lin Shuanger completely relied on his talent to refine the water system rules and open the totem test channel."


    Long Bufan shrugged and said faintly, "sometimes, means are also part of strength."


    In previous lives, as a special forces soldier, he was not absolutely fair in any world as long as he could destroy the enemy. Besides, which of these so-called means he has is not his own suffering and hard work in exchange for blood?


    However, the strength gained through great efforts and costs is always ridiculed as a trick in the eyes of others. This sometimes makes long Bufan feel a little confused.


    Zhou Tong, who is good at observing words and expressions, obviously saw a trace of unhappiness on long Bufan''s face, so he said with a light smile: "everyone stands from different angles, and their views are also different. Please don''t mind, younger martial brother long. Let''s go. I''ll take you to the dormitory area of my own disciples. That''s why I''m here today."


    Long Bufan shook his head and said, "thank you, senior brother Zhou. I''m very satisfied with living here. I won''t go to cangyun pavilion to join the fun."


    Hearing the speech, Zhou Tong was a little stunned. Being able to join the camp of Pro disciples proved that the sect recognized his strength. The residence arranged was also quite advanced. That was what every inner hall disciple dreamed of. However, long Bufan actually refused such glory.


    Zhou Tong frowned and asked, "why?"