With doubts and dissatisfaction in his heart, Yang Fan once again entered the Xianhong space.

This time, he immediately appeared in the warehouse, with some of his usual beloved things placed around him.

Walking out of the warehouse and stepping on the green land, Yang Fan inexplicably felt an indescribable feeling.

The whole space was dead silent, and the red and black land exuded a breath of deadness, rushing towards him like a tide.

Yang Fan was shocked and felt that he was so isolated for the first time.

Even after the remnant of the merits, he was insulted and ridiculed in Yangjiabao and was almost rejected by everyone. In this case, his heart was still conservative and clear.

However, at this moment, he stepped on the green land like a small piece of land, and was surrounded by desolate and dead silence, but he inexplicably felt a sense of unprecedented loneliness and helplessness.

In the green land, a trickle of water poured into his body, instantly allowing him to enter the strange state that was previously integrated into the surrounding environment as if he could control everything.

A piece of green land can maintain a tranquility and emerald green in this endless land of death.

This is like an oasis in the boundless desert, which makes countless lost people see hope and burst into tears and are extremely happy.

In an instant, the isolation and helplessness in Yang Fan's heart disappeared without a trace.

If I am born as a tree, I should flourish; if I am born as a secluded grass, I should be green and green.

At this moment, Yang Fan realized the tenacity and indomitableness of life.

call!

After a long time, he let out a long breath of turbid air.

With just this sudden enlightenment, he felt that his soul realm had risen to a higher level.

The soul power actually jumped to the original state of great perfection of Qi Refining.

This speed made Yang Fan feel terrified.

In less than a cup of tea, he achieved goals that ordinary people could not achieve in ten or twenty years.

His soul power has reached the perfection of Qi Refining. If his magic power is to be cultivated to the perfection of Qi Refining, it is just a natural thing, and all he needs is to practice hard in reality.

"Congratulations to the master."

The puppy next to the hut said happily.

Yang Fan stretched out his body and then discovered that the infinite mystery of "Xianhong Jue" can be regarded as a miraculous achievement for the ages.

However, if you want to call it a defiance of the heavens, Yang Fan still feels that it is not enough.

This skill seems to be mainly based on the study of medical science, and other thousands of magical magical powers have become side-minded.

What’s even more abominable is the fearless spirit of “fraternal love and selfless dedication” dominated by the Holy Healing Chapter.

This really made Yang Fan unacceptable.

In today's world of immortal cultivation, most monks are selfish, fighting for magic weapons, spiritual pills, and various benefits, even at the cost of their lives.

"Puppy, "Xianhong Jue" is what you call a despicable martial art?"

Yang Fan asked calmly.

He was just confused, not dissatisfied with the power of Xianhong Jue.

The Immortal Hong Jue is a set of martial arts that can truly reach the other side of immortality!

With this alone, Yang Fan was not satisfied with the slightest dissatisfaction.

"Yes, do you have any questions?"

The puppy path.

"If I read it correctly, this set of exercises is based on medical science and the ultimate idea of ​​loving the world and selfless dedication."

There was a hint of confusion on Yang Fan's face.

"I have never practiced "Xianhong Jue". As a defiant martial art, it is the only one in the world, with only one practitioner. However, I still know some information about it."

The puppy showed a look of memory on his face and said hesitantly: "It is not a medical technique, but I heard that... it is said that it is a set of non-combat anti-nature martial arts."

Not a combat category?

Yang Fan was stunned and then said speechlessly: "Not combat, isn't that just an auxiliary exercise?"

"Well, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe..."

The puppy's evasive words.

"But don't worry, even the auxiliary exercises are amazing, and at least they can make you at the same level. As the saying goes, existence is reasonable." The puppy smiled.

Yang Fan was silent for a long time and asked, "Can I practice other techniques at the same time? For example, some techniques with great supernatural powers."

"In theory, it should be possible..." the puppy said with some uncertainty.

"Okay, I'm looking for the wrong person."

Yang Fan shrugged and saw it away.

Whether it is a combat technique or an auxiliary technique, as long as it can bring strength to itself and the chance to die forever, that is the best technique.

As for the bullshit and selfless philanthropy, let it go to hell.

In the chapter on the left and right paths, there are so many magical powers, but Yang Fan is looking forward to it very much.

Before leaving, Yang Fan glanced at the five hundred-year-old white jade ginseng buried in the green land.

At this moment, the white jade ginseng has recovered a little vitality, and the continuous green light spots are flowing on it.

"Well, very good. This ginseng has been completely resurrected. It won't take long to be a precious five hundred-year-old white jade ginseng."

Thinking of this, Yang Fan felt secretly happy. Without spending a spirit stone, he earned a treasure worth hundreds of spirit stones.

Looking at the green land, Yang Fan's eyes shined. This is the golden finger for getting rich!

"Huh? Why do I feel that the scope of this green land has expanded slightly?"

Yang Fan suddenly let out a light "Huh" and looked at the green land under his feet.

Is it an illusion?

Yang Fan's spiritual consciousness for a moment, and he felt it increased a little, but there was no change in his feelings.

"eccentric……"

Yang Fan just thought it was his own illusion, and after thinking about it, he returned to the warehouse.

Then, his figure disappeared into the Xianhong space.

The puppy looked at Yang Fan's departure back and murmured to himself: "My master is also idiotic... Alas, why did I forget... I can't say bad things about him, otherwise he will know in the future..."

The puppy looked regretful again.

...

By the bonfire, Yang Fan looked at the quiet forests around him again, and a vibrant greenness grew in his heart.

"It's still midnight, so why not practice here."

Yang Fan sat cross-legged and began to understand the contents of "The Remaining Scroll: Qi Refining Chapter".

Obscure and unnamed mantras and runes circling in his mind.

Logically speaking, the content in this Qi Refining Chapter is extremely obscure and profound, far more than ten times better than ordinary skills. However, Yang Fan was able to understand its mystery in a hazy way.

Moreover, even if he understands this mystery, it cannot be expressed in words.

Perhaps because Yang Fan's soul power reached the state of great perfection of Qi refining, he developed a sense of qi in just midnight.

Qi sensation is a threshold that monks must pass when entering the Qi refining period.

The cool green, like silky threads, flowed in his body, invisible, material, colorless, and tasteless.

Even Yang Fan himself can only touch on what kind of power this is, and outsiders may not be able to feel it at all.

At this moment, to outsiders, Yang Fan's body was still empty and had no magic power.

However, Yang Fan truly felt that he had touched the edge of the Qi Refining Period.

The next day, the morning dew dripped on his forehead.

Yang Fan sat cross-legged on the ground like a dead tree. The bonfire beside him had already been extinguished. He looked quiet and intoxicated in the indescribable artistic conception. Within twenty feet, he exhaled and sucked, an ant, a dead leaf, everything was closely connected to his senses.

Feeling the coldness on his forehead, Yang Fan opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, a gentle green like rain and dew flashed, and his temperament also changed a lot.

At this moment, anyone who sees him at first will develop a kind of intimacy and favor.

However, if the ordinary cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage look at him, his body is still empty and has no magic power.

Standing by the extinguished bonfire, Yang Fan smiled lightly, raised his finger gently, and the fire blew up, and a fire blasted out, hitting a green tree.

Bang!

The flames burned on the trees for a moment, and the tide air in the forest did not spread in the early morning, leaving a burnt mark.

"hehe……"

There was a smile on Yang Fan's face.

The night before, he lost all his magic power.

However, after a night, he successfully cast the first spell after "Rebirth".

Firebomb Technique is just a spell at the lowest level.

It was a new beginning for Yang Fan.
Chapter completed!