Ye Zhifan finished his day's work and hurried home, he now has some expectations. The exhaustion at the end of his work did not appear, and he was still full of energy and energy, all thanks to his body's absorption of aura.

When night falls, there is very little aura, and it is all the aura left over from the day that has not yet dissipated. Looking up, a very small aura halo floated in the corner, like a homeless child.

Without a lot of spiritual energy, Ye Zhifan felt hungry, went home and hurriedly cooked a bowl of noodles and swallowed it.

Eagerly picking up the ancient book, he didn't rush to read it, but laid out the quilt and pillow on the bed and sat down on it himself. He was afraid that he would suddenly be weak like before, so at least he would give himself a buffer.

After making preparations, he held the book in his hand, "The flying dragon is in the sky, or the leap is in the abyss。。。。。。 Ye Zhifan thought silently in his heart, and in the dark night, there was a faint halo around his body, like a god and Buddha sitting in the room.

It was obviously much better than the previous two times, the fatigue was not obvious, and there were only layers of fine beads of sweat on the forehead. I really responded to that idiom, practice makes perfect.

Ye Zhifan relaxed his vigilance in his heart and continued to meditate, "There is no suffering and silence to extinguish the Tao, there is no wisdom and no gain, so there is no gain." There is no obstacle in the heart, no obstacle in the way, no terror. At this time, suddenly weak, his hands trembled, his throat was dry, and beads of sweat fell like rain, Ye Zhifan realized that something was wrong and wanted to close the book, but his whole body did not obey the call, his hands still held the book, and his whole mind was still trapped in it, unable to extricate himself, and the demon was stunned.

When I read "I want to become an immortal and ascend to the sky in one step", I heard a rumbling sound in my head, like being struck by lightning, my eyes were black, my throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He fell straight from the bed, his whole body burned like fire, and the pain was unbearable, but he couldn't move.

Ye Zhifan lay on the ground, coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, and after a while, his eyes were a little able to see, and he wanted to call 120, but his limbs didn't obey at all, and his whole body was sore. I wanted to scream, but my throat felt like it was blocked by something, and I couldn't make a sound. Suddenly, fear rose irrepressibly in my heart, and I was about to die here. I shouldn't have bought some ancient books, let alone read this.

"Ding Dong" made a crisp sound, and the bronze dagger on the bedside table fell, and it was Ye Zhifan who touched the bedside table when he fell off the bed just now and shook it off. The rusty bronze dagger happened to fall into the blood next to Ye Zhifan's mouth, and the whole thing was stained with his blood.

His consciousness began to blur, and Ye Zhifan seemed to slowly fall into the abyss. The heart is finished, it is really finished.

At the last moment when his eyes were closed, a cloud of catkins-like aura slowly fell, and it happened to land on the center of his eyebrows.

Like a call in the chaos, his consciousness returned to his body, Ye Zhifan opened his eyes with difficulty, and everything in the room began to slowly appear in his eyes.

Ye Zhifan was still very weak, at most he could only move his fingers, and he couldn't even lift his arms.

From the window, there was occasionally an aura slowly drifting by, and it just so happened that the aura floated into the room, and at the last moment, it fell on him, temporarily pulling him back from the ghost gate.

Ye Zhifan immediately understood that those scattered and floating spiritual qi would be his last straw.

But how to catch it, Ye Zhifan made a difficulty, he couldn't move anymore, if only there was something to bring it.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly something moved next to him, and he returned to calm.

Ye Zhifan looked over, but the bronze dagger was lying there alone. Could it be that it was moving just now? Ye Zhifan was surprised and delighted, and now the dead horse is going to be a live horse doctor.

Ye Zhifan tried to move his fingers, and the bronze dagger really moved slightly. I was overjoyed at the moment, and then I thought about it, what is the use of moving, if only you could fly.

A surprised glance appeared, and the bronze dagger fluttered tremblingly, and his whole body trembled, like a toddler.

Go quickly! Ye Zhifan thought silently in his heart, the bronze dagger really floated forward slowly, moving very slowly, it seemed to be a long slow motion in the movie.

Ye Zhifan stared intently at the floating bronze dagger, and shouted countless cheers in his heart! The bronze sword flew to the window after a lot of effort.

A cloud of aura fell, and then floated towards the bronze dagger as if attracted by something.

Just as a docile sheep met a sheepdog, the bronze dagger drove the aura and flew in the direction of Ye Zhifan.

Ye Zhifan felt that his consciousness began to blur again, and he suddenly understood in his heart that urging this small dagger required the support of strong spiritual power.

There's still a meter left!

There is still half a meter left, and Ye Zhifan feels that it will fly for a century. Ye Zhifan even began to blur his vision, the surrounding scene was distorted and chaotic, and he knew in his heart that the final life and death were in one fell swoop.

He wanted to open his mouth and let out a loud roar, but the breath in his chest dissipated before it could leave his throat. Another streak of blood erupted from his mouth, and he choked on blood foam in his nose.

At this time, his face was distorted, his muscles were bulging, and he only shouted one word in his mouth, "Come!"

The bronze dagger seemed to hear the call of the master, "Huh!" There was a sound of breaking the air in the air, the bronze was like an arrow off the string, and the afterimage flashed, and it had reached Ye Zhifan's side, and it couldn't be contained, and it was nailed straight into the floor, buzzing to itself.

Following the aura of the bronze dagger to fall to Ye Zhifan's eyebrows, the moment Ye Zhifan shouted that word, his eyes turned black and fell into endless darkness again.

It was the first light in the room that woke him up, and when he woke up, he realized that it was already the early morning of the next day. He tried to find the most beautiful sentence to praise it, and he searched his stomach and stomach, but he couldn't find it. I vaguely remember the Bible saying, "God said there would be light, and there was light." ”

Ye Zhifan wanted to say that God was right.

The open window could still see the cluster of light, and countless catkins-like aura floated down from it.

For Ye Zhifan, those are his life-saving straws, and if there are more straws, they can be twisted into a rope, which can pull him out of the abyss.

During the day, plenty of aura floated through the window, and occasionally a few landed in the corners. Ye Zhifan's position was on the other side, looking at Gan anxiously.

With the bronze dagger beside him, Ye Zhifan didn't dare to risk urging it, and using it also required aura. He tried to move his hands, and his arms seemed to be a bit of a machine. Ye Zhifan gritted his teeth and crawled forward little by little, halfway through the climb he was exhausted and out of breath. The number of auras is a little more, fluttering like a fairy dancing.

At this time, how Ye Zhifan saw how cute they were, some aura fell from outside the house.

Ye Zhifan waited for half an hour, and finally an aura fell on him.

The scattered strength finally recovered, and Ye Zhifan struggled to climb to the window and sat up straight against the wall. As more and more aura melted into his body, Ye Zhifan understood that he was finally out of danger.

When enough aura was absorbed into his body, his body finally recovered.

Standing up slowly, it was like a murder in the room, the bronze dagger in the bloodstain was still stuck on the floor, Ye Zhifan pulled it out, thinking back to the scene last night, Ye Zhifan still felt frightened, his back was shining, life and death were at that moment. Thankfully, he survived.

Ye Zhifan put the dagger and ancient books on the bedside table and began to revisit the events of last night. Obviously, the culprit of everything is the ancient book. It is certain that he can temper the human body to a certain extent, enhance the spirit, and practice exercises that are unknown for the time being, but he needs powerful energy as a medium, and once you don't have enough energy supply, forced cultivation will make you worry about your life.

Ye Zhifan had nothing to do before because the level of cultivation was extremely shallow, and he didn't need much power to consume. I got carried away last night, and I suffered a tragic accident.

It's really greedy, not enough to swallow an elephant!

Ye Zhifan picked up the mop and carefully cleaned the room with a rag.

When you're done, change your clothes and go to the shower.

The unkempt water was sprinkled, the water droplets poured down, and the sticky dirt and blood stains on the skin slowly washed down.

Ye Zhifan felt the change, his skin was smoother, his muscles were more refined, his fists struck forward quickly, there was a sound of breaking the air, and a huge force was pouring into his arms. There is a warm current flowing through the whole body, providing strength to the body. The ancient book refined the spiritual energy, and it became a part of his body! Ye Zhifan understood that this would be his own strength!

After taking a shower and combing his hair in the mirror, Ye Zhifan was shocked, he lost a lot of weight in the mirror. I didn't expect that ancient book to be so evil, if he hadn't fallen out of bed at the end last night, he would probably have been turned into jerky.

Ancient books need to consume energy to cultivate the content of the book, and aura can supplement the lack of energy in the body, and the two invisibly complement each other and are indispensable. This kind of cultivation can definitely get twice the result with half the effort, Ye Zhifan decided to continue practicing, but only when the aura is sufficient during the day.

Looking at the suspended light outside the window, it seemed to be a little bleaker, and a thought flashed in Ye Zhifan's heart, the sky is going to change again!