"Cultivating immortals?"

Xiao Man's eyes were hazy and he raised his little head. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

For the Chinese people, becoming an immortal cultivator is the most glorious, the most brilliant, and the most glorious thing to shock the ancestors. For thousands of years, the reason why the Chinese people can still stand in the cold land of the North is that they have relied on generations of Chinese monks to fight with countless foreign enemies and fight bloody battles with the demons of the North Sea.

Xiao Man knew that Chen Fan was an immortal cultivator. When the water demon attacked, the boat was full of people and died, and only she was saved by Chen Fan. At that time, Chen Fan flicked his fingers and killed a demon beast, in Xiaoman's heart, he was already a celestial.

"But brother... I've been determined by the elders of the ancestral temple that I can't cultivate immortals. ”

Xiaoman bowed his head and said sadly.

"They have lost their eyes, my little man is the most powerful genius in the heavens and the earth, how can he not have a talent for cultivation? ”

Chen Fan smiled lightly.

His palm brushed over the top of Xiao Man's head, and his crystal clear fingers flicked gently, like wiping the strings.

"Bang bang bang. ”

There were silent fluctuations in the void, and Chen Fan's five fingers, each of which was like a peerless divine sword, with infinite mana, cut off the chain of laws and gods out of thin air.

One, two, three...

At first, it was easy, but later, it was like Tarzan pressing down his fingers. But Chen Fan didn't care at all, his eyes flashed, and the five Yuan Dan in his body shook slightly.

"Crackling. ”

Moment.

All the laws and divine chains were broken. The invisible dragon shadow came out of the body of the little man, flying in the air, making a silent long groan, happy and happy.

And all this, Xiaoman is not clear. She sat cross-legged in a daze, running the foundation building techniques passed down by the elders of the ancestral temple. This recipe is only a few hundred words, it is very simple, almost everyone in the entire Chinese family can do it, as long as they have the talent of cultivating immortals, they will soon be able to cultivate 'Qi Sense'.

But for more than ten years, Xiao Man has practiced countless times, and he has never felt the legendary sense of qi.

But this time, she suddenly felt different.

Almost according to the formula, there is a faint trace of true qi beating in the Dan apertures and meridians in the body. As the exercises operated, this wisp of true qi circulated around Zhou Tian, constantly absorbing the aura of the outside world, and growing stronger and stronger. When the week is done, it is almost the thickness of a thumb.

"What is this?"

Xiaoman was already stunned.

Her eyes widened in disbelief: "Have I cultivated my true qi? I have the talent to cultivate immortals?"

Although Xiao Man didn't believe it, the true qi in her body told her that it was true, she clenched her fists, felt the true qi running, and the little pink fist was full of power, which could break stones with one punch.

"Thank you, brother, I'm so happy. Xiao Man can finally become an immortal cultivator like his brother and Lord Qin Luo, subduing demons and destroying demons, and protecting his clansmen. ”

Xiaoman was extremely excited.

She was like a happy kitten, jumping and jumping in the room, and finally threw herself into Chen Fan's arms and kissed him fiercely.

"I'm going to tell Aunt Liu the good news. ”

Xiao Man ran out happily, and soon, the voices of the leaders shouted joy outside.

Chen Fan smiled.

Maybe Chen Fan can't think of a way to deal with the bloodline curse of the entire Chinese clan, but it is not difficult for Chen Fan to break the curse of Xiaoman alone.

"A peerless genius of the true dragon divine vein will become a primordial infant in a hundred years. This is my gift to the Chinese people in this world. ”

His gaze was blank.

...

Xiaoman has the talent of cultivating immortals!

This news soon shook the ancestral temple. Because the cultivation methods and classics of the entire Chinese people are all stored in the ancestral temple. Any Chinese immortal cultivator who wants to continue to move forward can't avoid the ancestral temple.

At first, the elders of the ancestral temple only thought that they had lost their eyes.

But wait.

Xiaoman entered the early stage of foundation building in three days, entered the middle stage of foundation building in half a month, and stepped into the peak of foundation building in one month. The entire ancestral temple was boiling. After breaking free from the shackles, the immortal cultivation talent displayed by the True Dragon Divine Vein shocked everyone. Not to mention the geniuses of the Chinese clan in the past dynasties, it is the top Gu Lingzi, Lin Wuhua and others in the Northern Cold Region, and they are far from that little fan.

"This is a saint given by God to the Chinese. God bless my Chinese. ”

The elders of the ancestral temple wept with joy.

After that, Xiaoman was hurriedly admitted to the ancestral temple by the knights of the ancestral temple, and he could only come back once every week. All the elders taught her together, let her practice the best exercises, and take out all the spiritual fruits and treasures that the entire clan had accumulated over thousands of years, and don't want to spend money on Xiaoman.

At the same time, Xiaoman's abnormal talent testing before and after also attracted the attention of the Chinese high-level.

"Master, I haven't seen the little girl for a few days. Without her in the house, it felt empty. Thankfully, it's time for her to come back today. ”

Ding Lao held small scissors, cut flower branches, and said with a smile.

"Yes. ”

Chen Fan nodded.

He was running the Yuan Dan while traveling, absorbing the power of space in the void, and constantly growing the Yuan Dan. It's just that this method is slower. If you want to cultivate to the Divine Yuan Dan, it will take at least ten years.

I haven't seen him for a while, and even Chen Fan misses Xiaoman a little. Although his divine sense shrouded the whole process, he could penetrate the ancestral temple at any time and see the figure of the little girl practicing hard.

'It's strange, even in the ancestral temple of the Chinese people, there is no record of the bloodline curse, and the information of Qi Tianjun and others. But the exercises they practiced were obviously transmitted from the earth, and there were shadows of the Mixed Yuan Gate and the Cloud Heaven Palace. ’

Chen Fan was puzzled.

The Chinese people do not have a golden pill, and Qin Luo, who is the strongest in cultivation, is only at the peak of his innate nature. I couldn't detect Chen Fan's divine thoughts at all. In the past month or so, the entire ancestral temple has been turned upside down by Chen Fan, and he has read all the books, but he has never found any record about the earth. There are only a few forbidden places, and special magic circles are set up, and once they are touched, they will call the police, and Chen Fan did not try it easily.

"Do you want me to go to the ancestral temple in person and explore those forbidden places?"

Chen Fan touched his chin.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door. Ding Lao hurriedly opened the door, thinking that Xiaoman was coming back. Unexpectedly, a handsome man wearing black cold armor, a sword at his waist, a blood-red coat, and a cold appearance pushed him away and stepped inside.

"I'm sorry sir, this is a private forbidden place..."

Ding Lao tried to stop it.

"Let them in. ”

Chen Fan's voice came.

Immediately behind the man, a group of Chinese knights rushed in. They scattered into the small courtyard and stood by their swords, each with a murderous aura, and they all had the cultivation of the Xuan Realm.

"This is the legendary Chinese Black Armor Army, and you are the leader of the Black Armor Army, Qin Luo?"

Chen Fan sat in the rocking chair and said slowly.

That black-armored man turned out to be Qin Luo, the strongest man in the Chinese clan!

"Bold, since you know my family, why don't you still salute?" a knight stepped forward and scolded angrily. These Chinese warriors all regarded Qin Luo as a god-like existence, and they could not tolerate the slightest offense.

Qin Luo didn't care, but spoke:

"Chen Fan, of unknown origin, claims to be from Suizhou. The family is a Chinese trader, who went to Suizhou to do business in his early years, and returned to Guhua City because of the death of his parents, but he did not focus on business, but cared about historical materials... With an old servant, surnamed Ding, a native of Beihan, but he has Shenhai cultivation, and is proficient in medicine and Danshu. And you yourself are also an immortal cultivator, at least through the Xuan Period. Killed seventeen foundation-level water demons by the North Sea and saved the Holy Maiden, right?"

In the more than three months that Chen Fan has been in Guhua City, everything has been known to him, as if he was watching a pattern in the palm of his hand.

Ding Lao's face was a little ugly, and he only felt that Chiguoguo was exposed in front of people.

"Like you, a strange person, it's hard for people to believe that you're a Suizhou merchant. ”

"But it doesn't matter, it doesn't even matter who you are, what you cultivate, what you come from. I don't even care about you, how the hell can show the talent of the saint. The world is full of mysteries. Every Chinese who can practice has the experience of breaking free from the shackles, but unfortunately it is only an individual, and it cannot be extended to tens of millions of people. I'm here to tell you..."

Qin Luo got up, his eyes were like swords, and he looked directly at Chen Fan:

"The little barbarian saintess is the most valuable wealth of our Chinese people, and it is the only reliance on our clan for thousands of years. I don't allow anyone to interfere with her and hold her back. If so, I will kill them!"

Bang dang.

As Qin Luo spoke, the long sword on his waist came out of the sheath three inches out of thin air, and the sword aura was strong, filling the entire room, making the flower branches wither and everyone suffocated.

Chen Fan was still smiling.

After Qin Luo finished speaking, he left with many black armor soldiers. Ding Lao was a little angry and said:

"Lord, what does this man mean?"

"Just a warning. Chen Fan shook his head with a chuckle, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes: "It seems that some people in the ancestral temple can't see me and Xiaoman interacting." ”

In the eyes of the people in the ancestral temple.

One is a saint who will become a Buddha and become a saint in the future, and Jindan Yuanying is expected to be a saint. One is an immortal cultivator of unknown origin. These two people are obviously two worlds, they are very different, and there should never be any possibility of being together. Even if Xiaoman's feelings are just a bud, they must be cut off just in case.

Really.

In the afternoon of the same day, news came from the ancestral temple. Xiaoman wants to retreat and impact the Xuan Realm, and he may not be able to go home for a long time. Hearing the news, Elder Ding sighed for a long time, becoming more and more lazy, and he didn't even want to cut the flower branches.

Chen Fan was silent.

He was originally going to leave Xiaoman in the Chinese clan, so from beginning to end, he didn't teach Xiaoman the cultivation of immortals. But when I heard the news, I was still a little sad.

One week, two weeks, three weeks...

Xiaoman never appeared, and there was no news in the ancestral temple. Except for the small room in the hospital, she seemed to have disappeared out of thin air and never appeared in Chen Fan's life.

Chen Fan also began to disappear every now and then.

He came and went in a hurry every time, and even Ding Lao didn't know what he was doing. I only saw that sometimes there would be scorch marks of thunder and lightning on the corners of Chen Fan's clothes, and even scars appeared on his body, which were as smooth as a mirror, like a peerless divine blade.

Although Chen Fan was a little embarrassed every time he came back, the aura on his body became more and more ethereal. If there is a Yuanying monk, you can see that the three thin divine chains on Chen Fan's body have begun to gradually thicken, which means that Yuandan is growing.

Three months later.

Not long after Chen Fan returned to the small courtyard, he had just taken off his clothes and was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, the door opened, and a beautiful and peerless purple-clothed girl pushed the door in.

"Brother. ”