As the days passed, Chen Fan was busy, and it was dark for people outside to fight, while Chen Fan was in Giant Stone City, cultivating and spending his days for recreation.

When you are free, you will play chess with Liu Sheng in the courtyard, otherwise you will go to the back mountain to practice your "Eight Steps to Catch Immortals"

I have to say that Chen Fan's comprehension ability is extremely strong, and the eight-step immortal trick is in Chen Fan's hands, and the progress is also extremely fast, but this footwork also has extremely harsh requirements for the bearing capacity of the foot muscles, so Chen Fan had to practice for a few days, so he took the time to warm his legs.

As a result, Chen Fan's entire calf was red and swollen for more than a year, and then it went down, and it swelled again, and then it went down, and it swelled again.

Chen Fan also has no way, if this is not the case, Chen Fan's leg will inevitably be abolished.

So under such progress, Chen Fan has gone from completely mastering one step to two steps, three steps, and now, Chen Fan has taken three steps in a row in one breath, and he has been very proficient, and in a short period of time, the speed can have an extremely terrifying outburst.

This outbreak, many people still don't know, Chen Fan can reach a level below the Xuanying realm that is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye!

Anyone who has never fought with Chen Fan will inevitably be frightened when he suddenly sees Chen Fan's hand.

This is a killer feature of Chen Fanzang.

Of course, if you continue to practice like this, the days will pass slower and slower day by day, and the war outside will gradually subside, and there will be heavy losses between the two sides, but the people of the Twelve Hell Gang will take advantage of the situation, which makes the people of the Ghost Tuosha and the Black Rose have to give up.

A big war stopped, and before I knew it, spring went to autumn, and Chen Fan also became an old man in the secluded prison and in Giant Stone City.

As usual, Chen Fan was often sent out to perform some tasks, but it was always not long before he was recruited back.

For a while, Chen Fan was in such a day, and the boring days passed.

Every day of the screature is basically the same, every few days, someone is released, the black messenger will enter and take the person who should be released, and every few days, there will be a new person sent in and brought into the scuba prison.

Someone goes out, someone must enter, and most of Chen Fan's days in the solitary prison have passed in a blink of an eye.

In a flash, ten years later.

"Walking all over the Qingshan people are not old, and the scenery here is unique. ”

In front of the bamboo forest in the courtyard, there was a long howl, and after this long whistle, the sound shook the jungle, and a person flew from a distance, landed in front of the courtyard, and said loudly, "Brother Chen, you are still bored in the courtyard and drawing." ”

In the yard, a person holding a basin of dirty water happened to come out of this house and splashed water, which happened to be Zhou Mocun.

Ten years later, Zhou Mocun is in his prime, but he has completely faded from his youth, and at the age of twenty-eight or nine, he has matured too much.

Holding this basin of water out, when he saw Liu Sheng, he was not afraid at all, but dared to joke without being salty, "Mr. Liu, if you come in a few days, the grass planted in front of my door will be trampled to death by you." ”

Zhou Mocun splashed water in front of the door.

"Where's Lao Chen?"

"It's in the house. ”

"Gotta go and do it yourself. Liu Sheng didn't look back, so he went into the house, and as soon as he entered the room, Liu Sheng teased, "Yo, I'm still busy." As he spoke, he poured himself a cup of tea, drank it, and drank it all.

In front of the window, the broken golden sunlight shone in from outside the house, a little bright, a little dreamy.

An easel is erected, in front of the easel, a man is holding a pen, quietly, is painting, this man has a handsome face, ten years, does not leave a trace on his face, as if he is an ageless male god, when painting, extremely focused.

It's as if you're not drawing people, but you're practicing.

A long set of long hair has long been grown, and after a reasonable cut, it has hung down to the waist.

In the eyes, the paint is like ink.

"What are you drawing?" Walking to the man's side, Liu Sheng looked down, on the painting, there were three women, each different, at the top of the place, the clouds and smoke were around, the dawn moon was in the sky, and a woman was like a fairy Chang'e, her face was hazy and invisible, high above, like a fairy.

Looking down at the painting, under the laurel tree on the earth, a classical woman rolled up her sleeves and concentrated on painting.

Wearing a palace robe, it is more and more set off the woman's elegant, noble, and virtuous makeup.

On one side, a girl is slim, growing up, smiling innocently.

The three girls, each with their own merits, painted their souls, vividly, as if they were real, as if they were about to come out of this painting, it can be seen that Chen Fan's painting skills have reached the point of perfection, and the person who paints does not inject the soul can't paint such a painting at all.

"Hmm, who are these three people?" Liu Sheng was curious, "I often watch you draw, but I can never do without these three people." ”

"Whew. Chen Fan's misty eyes gradually regained a trace of clarity, and the arm he lifted was finally put down, a painting had been completed, and Chen Fan's eyes became extremely gentle, "This is my master." Chen Fan first pointed to the people above the Moon Palace. ”

"And this person under the laurel tree is my wife. ”

"The little girl next to here is my daughter, well... Now she should have grown up. ”

"Oh. Liu Sheng nodded slowly, it turned out that he missed his family, and his eyes couldn't help but have a trace of trance, and at the same time, Liu Sheng said enviously, "You have a perfect family." ”

"yes. Chen Fan smiled knowingly, not at all modest.

Liu Sheng didn't feel strange at all, but said sincerely, "You have been in prison for twelve years, so your daughter should be twenty-seven or eighteen years old, maybe she is already married, right?"

"I think so. Chen Fan nodded slowly, Mo Xuan can be said to be related by blood, or it can be said that there is no blood relationship.

Over the years, Chen Fan really regarded her as his own daughter, but unfortunately, when she was less than fifteen years old, Chen Fan had already been imprisoned, and in her most important years, he did not accompany her.

Come to think of it, she should have grown up and married, right? Mo Xuan's face was blurred and unrecognizable in Chen Fan's mind.

What will Mo Xuan become when she grows up? Chen Fan didn't know.

"You'll be able to see them in eight years. Liu Sheng smiled and patted Chen Fan's shoulder, "When I get out of prison, I, as an uncle, will definitely make up for your daughter's wedding gift." ”

"Thank you very much. Chen Fan said with a smile.

"Come, I'm here to get down to business with you today. Saying that, Liu Sheng's expression was a little more solemn, "Seven days ago, Venerable Tao was released from prison, and these days, two more newcomers have come in. ”

"Venerable Tao?" Chen Fan's face was solemn, "The second ranked one on the blood canon, and he was released from prison?"