"Whew"

Finally finished, Jing Fan let out a long sigh and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air in his chest.

After a night of cultivation, Jing Fan felt that the spiritual power in the dantian had improved a little again, although it was only a little bit, the results were already very gratifying for a monk.

You must know that for a monk, it is very difficult to increase the level of cultivation, especially without the help of external forces, the growth rate will be slower, and it is precisely because of this that many people will not be able to enter the realm of the spirit for the rest of their lives.

Feeling the growth of spiritual power in his body, Jing Fan was very satisfied, slowly stood up, and went out.

When Jing Fan came to the valley, the sleeping Yan Yan Wolf was suddenly woken up and jumped up in shock.

But when he saw clearly the face of the man who disturbed his dreams, the whole wolf was not happy, isn't this the kid I beat down yesterday? Why is it here again? Could it be that the skin is really itchy and needs to be repaired and cultivated?

Although the wolf's heart was full of doubts, Jing Fan obviously had no intention of helping him solve his doubts, and before he could react, he punched him with a bang.

In the past two days, in order to achieve the effect of cultivating in battle faster, Jing Fan has not used combat techniques, and every encounter is a hand-to-hand combat, and because of this, the spiritual power in his body will pass extremely quickly.

Seeing that Jing Fan didn't know what to do, and repeatedly brushed the wolf's whiskers, Yanyan Wolf suddenly jumped like thunder, no matter whether it was an acquaintance or not, he swooped towards Jing Fan with a twist of his body, trying to tear this kid apart and call it a day to sleep as soon as possible.

Seeing that Yan Yan Wolf was attacking, Jing Fan smiled, twisted his body and dodged away.

Seeing that Jing Fan had dodged the attack again, Yan Yan Wolf had already lost his rationality, tearing and biting, doing everything he could, the purpose was to tear Jing Fan to pieces.

But what made Yan Yan Wolf helpless was that Jing Fan was as slippery as a loach, no matter how it attacked, it couldn't touch the other party's body, which made Yan Yan Wolf very distressed, and finally got angry and directly used wolf fire.

With the previous experience, in the face of these wolf fires, Jing Fan didn't dare to be careless, and saw that Yan Yan's wolf had a big mouth and hurriedly dodged away.

Yan Yan Wolf didn't expect that the killer weapon had been used, and he still couldn't take Jing Fan down, and a sense of frustration slowly rose in his heart.

In this way, one person and one wolf fought for a long time, and the spiritual power on Jing Fan's body was exhausted.

Feeling the empty dantian, Jing Fan did not hesitate at all, and soared into the sky with a "whoosh" of the magic weapon, and went to the cave again.

When I returned to the cave, I naturally practiced again, and I didn't wake up until the next morning.

"It worked."

Feeling the improvement of the spiritual power in his body, Jing Fan was very satisfied in his heart, if he continued at this pace, in less than half a month, his cultivation would be able to reach the peak of the eighth order of qi gathering.

In the first two days, remarkable results were achieved, and Jing Fan's cultivation heart became more firm, and he went to look for Yanyan Wolf early in the morning every day, and did not return to the cave until he was tired.

In this way, half a month passed in a hurry, and on this day, Jing Fan finally broke through the ninth order of qi gathering in one fell swoop with the help of refining qi and dispersing.

"Did you break through?"

Feeling the flow of spiritual power in his body, Jing Fan couldn't help but open his divine thoughts, with the discovery he made last time, now what he is most concerned about is the strength of the power of divine thoughts.

As the power of divine thought opened, a powerful power of divine thought surged madly in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, it reached a position of sixty miles.

However, when the divine thought was expanded to sixty miles, it could not be extended again, and after confirmation, Jing Fan finally found that this cultivation to improve the power of the divine thought did not increase accordingly.

It seems that with my condition, the movement of exploring sixty miles has reached the limit, and no matter how high the cultivation is, it will not be able to be improved.

encountered obstacles again, Jing Fan's heart was half cold, but this also illustrated a problem, that is, it was not cultivation that hindered the development of the power of divine thoughts.

Thinking about this, Jing Fan felt a little better in his heart, and he would be able to find a solution one day if he continued like this.

He thought so in his heart, but his mind had already let go and probed the surrounding environment.

"Huh, anyone?"

Jing Fan was suddenly startled, because he suddenly found that a group of monks had appeared in his divine thoughts.

With this discovery, Jing Fan immediately concentrated his divine thoughts, and with the strengthening of the power of divine thoughts, the faces of the group of monks gradually became clearer, this team of monks was composed of a total of four men, and a fierce beast with teeth and claws embroidered on their chests.

"Is it the Rakshasa Hall?"

When he found out that the person who came was his great enemy, his face immediately became ugly.

"They seem to be looking for something!"

As the group of people approached, all the actions of these people fell into Jing Fan's divine thoughts.

"Why don't you go check it out?" Jing Fan rubbed his chin and secretly made up his mind in his heart.

As soon as he thought of it, he quickly got up, with a flash of inspiration on his hand, he took out a set of intact clothes from the spatial ring and put them on, and then the spiritual light on his body flashed out of the cave and went in the direction where the group of monks just now was.

In the mountains of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, towering ancient trees shrouded the earth, and the morning sun left a mottled black shadow on the ground, shaking and shaking.

At this time, four young men dressed in black slowly appeared on the mountain, a fierce beast on their chests looked very hideous, looking at the clothes of the four people, it was obviously the Rakshasa Hall and his party.

"Senior brother, did you say that Jingfan's kid is really here?"

At this moment, a relatively young monk suddenly asked.

"I don't know, but the man who saw it said that the kid did come in this direction."

The other older man looked around for a moment and continued, apparently unsure.

"Tsk, these people are coming for me."

Jing Fan quietly hid behind a big tree, his mind was full of thoughts, and he heard the other party's words clearly.

"The master is really, isn't he just a sixth-order monk who gathers qi, and it is really a waste of manpower and material resources to send so many people out." The younger man just now said with a dissatisfied expression.

"I see that you kid is impatient, and you dare to complain master, be careful to be known by the master."

Hearing what the senior brother said, the face of the man who spoke just now suddenly changed greatly, and he glanced around in horror, and found that no one else was relieved, and said with a dissatisfied face: "Senior brother, don't scare me, okay?" It's scary. ”

"Who told you to speak ill of your master?"

The senior brother smiled, obviously full of accomplishment because he had played tricks on this junior brother.

"Isn't it Luo Lie's old immortal, what, what if I said it?"

The young disciple was depressed, when he suddenly heard a man's voice coming over, and scolded Luo Lie as an old immortal, and suddenly had a feeling of great joy, and said with a smile: "Haha, senior brother, look, don't others also scold the master for being old and immortal, why don't you see the master come out?" ”

The experience of the older senior brother is obviously not comparable to his little junior brother, and the voice can startle him, and he immediately became vigilant, with a flash of inspiration in his hand, the magic weapon in his hand, and carefully looked around, for fear of being attacked.

Seeing that the senior brother didn't answer for a long time, the junior brother was puzzled, turned his head to look, and found that the senior brother was looking around as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Be careful, it's Jingfan's kid."

"What? Jing Fan? ”

The little junior brother jumped up in fright, hurriedly took out the magic weapon, and searched around for Jing Fan's figure, and at the same time, the other two monks also came out with magic weapons, always on guard against being attacked.

"Don't look for it, I'm here!"

Just when several people were very nervous, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy slowly walked out from behind the big tree.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

The older Rakshasa Hall disciple saw Jing Fan appear, his eyebrows twisted, and he said excitedly.

"What? Want to kill me? ”

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