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The speed at which the Heavenly Veins devoured Yang Qi was very astonishing, and the hunger and thirst of the past ten years were exchanged for an almost terrifying devouring power at this time.

Fortunately, it is a fifth-order yang core, if it is a first-order yang core, I am afraid that it will already be dry by this time.

Chu Fanli used the cultivation method of ploughing the earth to guide, gathering the escaping yang qi that had not been absorbed by the heavenly veins in his mind in a acupoint at the bottom of the veins to prepare for the opening of yang.

An hour later, Chu Fan opened his eyes, and the heavenly veins were nourished by the yang nucleus and fed back to Chu Fan a clearer world!

Chu Fan's observation power improved significantly, he could see the small insects hidden in every crevice in the rock, he could see the moment the dew fell from the blades of grass, and he could see the clouds in the sky slowly disperse and gently converge, dancing like elves.

The auditory world was even more noisy, and the sound of birds, beasts, and the snoring of the old beggar on the cliff reached his ears clearly.

The significant increase in mental power made the whole person full of energy and energy, allowing Chu Fan to regain his self-confidence when he stood in the lobby that day.

However, the condition of the body is not optimistic, because there is no yang vein in the body, and the injuries on the body heal very slowly, and many wounds have just formed blood scabs. Standing up and twisting his neck, his whole body aching, almost making him sit back with his ass.

Chu Fan suddenly raised his head because he heard the old beggar snoring stop.

"What? Don't want to come up after eating and drinking? The old beggar yawned a lot, stretched his waist and said to Chu Fan

Chu Fan looked at the old thing with a look of under-pumping, and he was angry, and after moving his muscles and bones, he began to climb here.

Sure enough, halfway through the climb, Chu Fan heard the sound of trees falling to the ground, and this time he was ready to welcome the falling trees.

However, when the burning wooden stakes mixed with stones fell from the top of the cliff, Chu Fan still felt that he was too young.

Chu Fan still dodged the first few sections of wood very easily, but the stakes became larger and larger, the density became denser and denser, and the burning flames collided with the rocks to stir up huge sparks, and the spiritual power was obviously not enough, and after holding on for less than five minutes, Chu Fan was shot down by the burning stakes, and rolled down to the bottom of the cliff.

After resting for a while, Chu Fan stood up again: "Old thing, come again!" ”

Chu Fan climbed up again, and this time after seven minutes, he was defeated and rolled down again.

There were bruises and wounds of different sizes all over his body, but Chu Fan still refused to give up and climbed up, the third time, he persevered for eight minutes, the fourth time he was physically exhausted for three minutes, and the fifth time ・・・・・ the sixth time・・・・・

Stones, stakes, branches, sand, anything that could be thrown, the old beggar was not stingy. When he saw a few poisonous snakes being thrown off the cliff, Chu Fan's understanding of the old thing deepened a little, it was absolutely undisciplined, no lower limit!

When Chu Fan's physical and mental strength were completely depleted, a bucket of water fell from the sky again, it was a completely sudden attack without negotiation, and Chu Fan didn't even have the desire to dodge when he realized it.

A bucket of water was poured from beginning to end, but this time fortunately it was not chili water.

", salt water!"

The heart-rending screams came from the bottom of the valley, and no less than a hundred wounds all over Chu Fan's body were rolled up and down at this moment, and every drop of salt water seeped into it felt like he had been stabbed, and that kind of desperate pain really made Chu Fan feel the urge to commit suicide.

Yet he endured it, and his screams grew quieter. It was a kind of stubbornness, a kind of silent resistance.

The old beggar sat on the edge of the cliff with a delicious barbecue of wild things, and after a while he suddenly spoke: "I don't know how to eat this thing, so I'll give it to you!" ”

After the old beggar finished speaking, a third-order thorned lizard more than two meters long fell from the sky.

The saliva of the spiny horned lizard contains highly poisonous, and Chu Fan is covered with wounds all over his body, as long as he touches a trace, he will be infected, and his life will definitely be in danger at that time.

The thornhorned lizard opened its bloody mouth and roared at Chu Fan, another life-and-death struggle・・・・・・

Climbing cliffs, pepper water, fighting beasts, absorbing yang cores, Chu Fan has been struggling to survive at the bottom of the valley with tenacious perseverance and more than ten years of jungle experience for more than half a month.

His clothes had been completely turned into rags and had been discarded by him, except for a rag wrapped between his legs, his hair was messy, and his beard had grown, but his eyes were brighter and brighter because of the increase in mental strength, and his body became stronger and stronger because of repeated healing and cracking.

Collect rainwater, feed small stones, and use plant ash to reduce inflammation・・・・・・ scars forge his steely perseverance. That determined look doesn't seem to be knocked down by anything.

Whether the old beggar threw down an oil pot or a living person, Chu Fan didn't have any accidents, he had learned to accept it, whether it was pain or something else. Because even if you don't accept what you can't change, you just can't get along with yourself, and it's yourself who suffers after all.

Pain is the best way to exercise mental strength, and the old beggar is pepper water and salt water, so Chu Fan has to admire his old man's good intentions.

The rise of his mental power was close to saturation, and his reflexes were sharper and his movements were quicker, and he was able to immediately choose the best place to stay before jumping off the cliff.

He learned to dodge obstacles with minimal physical loads, and he also learned to trade minimal injuries for balance.

A few days ago, he had the ability to dodge all obstacles and climb the cliff, and the reason why he didn't go up was because he wanted to take this opportunity to open the sun in one fell swoop.

Although there is only one vein, this vein still makes Chu Fan full of expectations.

Just tonight, Chu Fan had already made all the preparations, he took out the almost transparent yang core, put it on top of his head, and absorbed the remaining yang energy into his sea of consciousness without leaking.

The sea of consciousness contained this last trace of yang energy and then closed it all, and even the senses of the outside world were closed. It was as if Chu Fan had completely locked himself up.

The Heavenly Vein is connected to the Sea of Knowledge, and what Chu Fan has to do is to stuff this Yang Qi that has been stored for half a month into it in one breath and forcibly open the Heavenly Vein.

The old beggar looked a little strange, and he looked up and down from the top of the cliff as if he were facing a great enemy

"My little ancestor, don't be too quiet・・・・・・"