Although he couldn't get the heart method of the Great Immortal Decision, Chen Nan didn't feel sorry.

For him, the somersault cloud is the key.

After all, the eight or nine Xuangong that he has cultivated is the Taoist Zhenjiao Dharma Protector Divine Skill, and it is by no means weaker than this great product of Heavenly Immortals.

As for the seventy-two changes, this is nothing unusual.

Eighty-nine Xuangong cultivated to the realm of the Illusory Dao, and also has the method of seventy-two changes, which is the same as Sun Wukong's seventy-two changes, or even higher.

It is said that when Sun Wukong made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, Yang Jian had a head-to-head confrontation with him.

And Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian is the representative of the cultivation of eight or nine Xuangong, although he failed to capture Sun Wukong by his own strength in that battle, but he had the upper hand, and the monkey chasing had no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground.

Although the legend may not be true, Chen Nan is full of confidence in his eight or nine Xuangong.

Next, Chennan began to study the somersault cloud.

He sat cross-legged under the cave where Sun Wukong broke out of the mountain and began to practice this immortal art.

The somersault cloud is worthy of being an immortal spell, and with Chennan's current cultivation, it is extremely difficult to cultivate.

For three days in a row, Chennan sat motionless.

The whole person is like a stone sculpture, as if even breathing has stopped.

It wasn't until the fourth day that he suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment his body jumped up, he pinched the magic trick and shouted, and a cloud of mist condensed from under his feet, extremely faint and difficult to carry people.

On the fifth day, the fog gradually solidified.

On the sixth day, it was no longer a mist, but a white fairy cloud like a marshmallow.

"Let's go!"

Chennan stepped on the somersault clouds and rose into the sky.

Although the speed is much faster than the previous ordinary immortal clouds, it is only two or three miles away in the blink of an eye, and it is far from the true speed of the somersault cloud.

Not even the speed of the first layer!

Chennan calmed down and continued to cultivate.

At this time, in Xiaojiang City, everything related to Chennan was all messed up.

The martial arts conference is about to be held, and the cultivation geniuses of all parties are gathered here.

This is an opportunity to liquidate hatred.

And those who have a grudge against Chennan, many of them have released cruel words and publicly issued a war letter, wanting to fight to the death with Chennan.

Among them, there is the first descendant of the Holy Peak Sect, and the sea is turned upside down.

Since he was defeated by Chennan by the waterhole, he has always held a grudge, and recently he even released a bold statement, saying that he has achieved divine skills and wants to behead Chennan, so as to be ashamed of the past.

And Bai Yuqiong, the descendant of the Xuanqing Sect, also openly challenged Chennan and wanted to fight him to the death.

In addition, there was also a large group of martial arts sects that also rushed to Xiaojiang City to settle accounts with Chennan, because they were all wiped out, and the name of Chennan was left on the spot.

However, as the days passed, Chennan seemed to have evaporated from the world.

There was no response.

This made the sea turn the sky and the others even more arrogant, and they made a lot of nonsense, saying that Chennan was afraid of death, so he shrank up.

For a time, all kinds of rumors spread throughout Xiaojiang City, and they were spread falsely.

As a friend of Chennan, whether it is Liu Bang and others in the same dormitory, or Jiang Yixin and Han Yuqin, or people with vague relationships like policewoman Su Xiaoxiao, they are all worried about him.

After all, Chennan's sudden disappearance was so strange that he didn't leave any clues for them at all.

However, the sworn brother Dongfang is free, but he has never shown up.

Of course, the most depressed person in the entire Xiaojiang City is Chu Yixue.

Chennan didn't come to the treatment on time, her headache flared up again, and it was even more painful than last time, her whole face was pale, and she was lying there in pain, unable to get out of bed.

"Chennan, you bastard......"

With a cold sweat on her forehead, she lay on the bed and called over and over again.

However, the voice coming from inside was always unreachable.

After all, Chennan had already entered the depths of Wujian Mountain, and there was no one for dozens of miles, and there was no signal at all.

"You guy with no medical ethics, if you don't come back, I won't let you go. ”

Chu Yixue gritted her teeth and sent a text message to Chennan.

……

In the depths of Wujian Mountain, Chennan is still practicing somersault clouds.

On the seventh day, he cultivated to the first layer, stepped on the somersault cloud, and could fly more than ten miles in an instant.

On the eighth day, there was a new progress.

He worked tirelessly.

It wasn't until the ninth day that he had cultivated to the second layer, and in a time of somersaulting, he could come and go for a hundred and eight miles, and Chen Nan stopped cultivating.

Because he felt that with his current realm, it would be difficult to make a breakthrough.

The current speed of the somersault cloud has reached the limit of what his mana can bear.

"I've been practicing all day, and I don't know how many days have passed. ”

Chennan took out his mobile phone, and as soon as he lit up the screen and saw the date, the battery was too low and automatically turned off.

Chennan's mind was a little confused.

It's been nine days!

Sure enough, there is no time for cultivation!

I thought it had only been two or three days, but I didn't expect it to be so long, and Chu Yixue's illness ......

Chennan suddenly thought of this terrible thing.

It's been a full three days of delay so far, so she shouldn't be dying of pain, right?

didn't have time to think about it, Chen Nan stepped on the somersault cloud and flew up, and the distance of dozens of miles was reached in an instant, Chen Nan collected the somersault cloud, and he couldn't avoid people's eyes, and landed directly at the door of Chu Yixue's house.

Bang bang bang......

There was a knock on the door, and the babysitter quickly ran to open it.

As a result, as soon as she saw Chennan, the aunt's face suddenly sank: "As a doctor, why are you so irresponsible, if you don't cure the disease at one time, the eldest lady will be killed by you!"

"So you're not dead yet, that's good, that's good!"

Chen Nan didn't care to explain to his aunt, and strode towards Chu Yixue's room.

Pushing open the door, Chu Yixue was lying on the bed with a pale face, her breathing was weak, her eyes were blank, and she almost lost her breath.

And her father, Chu Zhongtian, sat on the edge of the bed with an anxious face.

As soon as he saw Chennan, Chu Zhongtian jumped up directly and said in surprise: "Brother Chen, you are here, you must be saved......"

"Don't worry, I'll make sure she's okay. ”

Chen Nan directly interrupted his words, and at the same time, the silver needles in his hands were thrown one after another towards Chu Yixue's head.

In a matter of moments, nine silver needles had been pierced.

The mana in his hand was swirling, and he urged the silver needle with the qi imperial needle, and Chu Yixue's face recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Big bastard, are you trying to hurt me?"

Five minutes later, Chu Yixue glared at Chennan with a resentful face: "I couldn't get through the phone last time, and it hurt me so much that I died, and this time you actually played with me and disappeared!"

Chennan is not easy to argue with her.

After all, she was at a loss, and she almost died of pain, so she had to give others the power to vent, right?

Half an hour later, Chennan returned to his home.

As soon as they arrived at the door, the miscellaneous bird pounced—

"Boy, where are you dead? Someone has given you a bunch of war letters, scolding you for being a turtle with a shrunken head, if you don't come back, this great immortal is ready to fight for you!"

"Who can't think so?"

Chennan glanced at it and said, "Is it so difficult for him to live? ”