: Scattered

After one night, Yang Fan woke up, and the fairy with her snow-white body exposed, she was still lying in his arms and sleeping soundly.

This feeling of falling asleep naturally and relaxed and comfortable almost made him a little addicted.

He moved into a secular sect in the far north with a brand new character, and he almost forgot his original identity and purpose.

When his body moved, Fairy Phantom Spirit woke up immediately, with a shy face and quickly tidied up her skirt.

"Master, I'll go back first."

After asking Yang Fan for permission, the fairy of Phantom Spirit disappeared out of thin air.

Yang Fan sniffed the fragrance in the room and murmured to himself: "The Northern Qin Dynasty is in great shape, the fairy city has risen rapidly, becoming a holy land in the world of immortal cultivation. The Dark Blood Dynasty secretly controls all dynamics..."

"It's good that way, I can feel at ease to get involved in this unknown and mysterious ice and snow polar region."

Yang Fan's eyes gradually became distant and clear, and the aura on his body changed again in an instant.

The moment before, he was the strongest man who stepped onto the northern Qin Yundian, and the next moment, he turned into a low-level cultivator who had just entered the extreme north.

Soon, a maid came to dress and wash Yang Fan.

Yang Fan followed the customs and enjoyed some treatment in the secular world.

However, when the maid was serving Yang Fan, her nose loosened slightly, and she could smell something, and then she slapped red. After serving, she hurriedly slipped away.

Yang Fan smiled and felt naturally comfortable.

After a while, Lin Cheng came to talk to Yang Fan again.

Of course, Yang Dan didn't mind this. He was just about to learn more about the situation in the far north.

During the conversation, Lin Cheng also expressed his intention to Yang Fan on the surface: "Brother Yang, I really want to hide it. I have long yearned for the cultivation of immortals. This time the 'Bingpo Sect' came to screen the disciples, and I am also preparing to participate in the assessment."

Yang Fan was not surprised at all. He looked at him and said with a kind look: "The power of secular martial arts in your body dominates, which will make the spiritual energy appear thin and impure."

"Please give me advice from Brother Yang." Lin Cheng had long expected that Yang Fan was not an ordinary person, and his identity and origin might not be as simple as he imagined.

"My opinion is to abolish the foundation of martial arts true qi in your body and let spiritual qi take over. Doing so may be a bit risky, but it will be beneficial to your future practice."

Yang Fan said calmly.

"Abolish martial arts?" Lin Cheng's eyes trembled, hesitating, and felt a little reluctant.

Indeed, how cruel it would be to let a person who has practiced martial arts for more than ten years lose his martial arts foundation?

"If I abolish my martial arts foundation, I still cannot pass the Immortal Sect assessment..."

Lin Cheng looked worried and also said the problem he was most worried about.

"Maybe Yang can help one or two." A strange light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes and he looked directly at him: "On the fork line of fate, it depends on how you make a choice."

At this moment, Yang Fan suddenly remembered the scene when he had just obtained the "Xianhong Ring".

If you want to have the Immortal Eagle Act and the Heaven-defying Eagle, you must destroy your own cultivation.

At that time, Yang Fan was not cruel?

At this moment, Lin Cheng faced the same choice as Yang Fan at the time.

If Lin Cheng had such determination and courage, Yang Fan would not mind pulling him on the road to immortal cultivation.

Under Yang Fan's calm and strange gaze, Lin Cheng thought for a long time, looked at him deeply, and finally replied: "I am willing to abandon my martial arts skills. If you can do anything, Brother Yang will guide me."

Perhaps it was an inexplicable belief in Yang Fan, perhaps it was a yearning for the immortal way, or the lingering fairy figure in his heart.

Lin Cheng was willing to take this bet with great courage and determination.

After learning about the Ice and Snow Fairyland and the theory of the real gods, how could he be willing to be mediocre?

"Okay, since you are willing to go this path, I will carry you."

A flash of light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and he stretched out his index finger and pointed it on Lin Cheng's dantian.

Lin Cheng's whole body was shocked, and he felt an incredible force pouring into his body.

Immediately, he felt that the martial arts foundation he had practiced for many years had gone through a moment of emptied.

His body was empty, and a sense of weakness came, and his body was shaking.

“How does it feel to lose your power?”

Yang Fan looked at him faintly.

"Desperate and powerless..." Lin Cheng said in a state of cold sweat and struggling.

"You remember the feeling at this moment. Only when you have truly lost it can you know how to cherish it."

Yang Fan asked him to close his eyes and experience the film.

During this process, Yang Fan discovered that Lin Cheng's black hair gradually turned into white hair.

He had white hair, but Lin Cheng himself did not notice it.

After a long time, Lin Cheng opened his eyes, took a long breath, and said deeply: "I understand."

Yang Fan immediately took out a white crystal pill and handed it to him, "This is the marrow-cleaning and bone-cleaning pill in the cultivation world, and it has the effect of transformation."

This pill was refined by Yang Fan himself, and its effect is at least several times that of the general marrow washing pill.

In this, even a trace amount of Seven Spirit Nectar was mixed.

Lin Cheng had no doubts and immediately took this pill. After a moment, a warm force surged from his body, flowing along his flesh, meridians, bones, and internal organs.

Bang!

Yang Fan slapped him with a palm and injected a continuous stream of life to help him absorb the effects of the marrow-cleaning pill.

It would take at least a few days to absorb the effect of this elixir.

However, with the help of a high-level pharmacist like Yang Fan, it only took two hours.

When Lin Cheng woke up, his body was covered with mucus. Yang Fan casts a few small spells on him to clean him.

"I have also heard of the marrow-cleaning pill...but it is ten times better than I thought."

Lin Cheng was inexplicably surprised.

After washing the marrow and bones, his physique became more pure, and in terms of transformation, he was even better than some monks in the foundation-building stage.

Yang Fan smiled but said nothing. How could the marrow-cleaning pill he refined be measured by common sense?

In fact, he had one more thing he didn't tell Lin Cheng. After taking this pill, it would be unobstructed from Qi Refining to Foundation Building.

Because of the effect of this pill after washing, it is comparable to that of a foundation-building monk in terms of transformation.

"You try to run the spiritual energy you have cultivated before." Yang Fan reminded.

Lin Cheng quickly closed his eyes and activated the magic trick. Although he was a warrior, he had also learned about the unorthodox immortal cultivation and had thin spiritual energy in his body.

At this moment, when he was circulating his spiritual energy, he felt a sudden unobstructed feeling.

Yang Fan put his hand on his shoulder and gave some advice.

Soon, the spiritual energy flowed in his body.

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Lin, you have entered the early stage of Qi Refining and become a true immortal cultivator."

Yang Fan smiled and congratulated.

"Fellow Daoist Lin?" Lin Cheng was slightly stunned.

"Yes, from now on, we are all immortal practitioners, and we are all called fellow Taoists."

Yang Fan said with a smile.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Yang, for such a great kindness and virtue, I will never forget you." Lin Cheng wanted to bow to Yang Fan.

"No need." Yang Fan supported him and said with a faint smile: "You and I will talk as usual. It is both a fate, and it is also a good idea to support you."

Lin Cheng's eyes were full of gratitude, and at the same time he became very curious about Yang Fan.

He must not be an ordinary immortal cultivator, but why did he intervene in the "Ice Po Sect"?

Lin Cheng had questions in his heart, but Yang Fan didn't say that, he would not ask on his own initiative, and even wanted to help keep it confidential.

"A few days later, if Fairy Liu asks, you will say that there is another adventure, and you will mistakenly accept the treasures of heaven and earth."

Yang Fan also explained some.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Yang, Lin understands." Lin Cheng nodded repeatedly.

Afterwards, Yang Fan gave him some advice on his practice of immortality.

"The road to cultivation of immortals is as vast as the sea. After entering the 'Ice Po Sect' in the future, you have to rely on yourself to explore and understand."

Yang Fan understood that no matter how much he said, it would be better than his own personal insights.

Roar buzz~~~

Just as the two were talking, a low roar echoed between the snow peaks, making people frightened.

"What's going on?"
To be continued...