Ning Fan looked at his trembling hands, unable to believe such a fact, now that he cultivated the Eight Zen Techniques, he had no effect at all, and he couldn't feel a little true qi.

Xu Ruolan stood beside the bed, looking at Ning Fan with a somewhat wrong expression in amazement, and suddenly didn't know how to speak.

"How could it be ......"

Ning Fan was still muttering this sentence in his mouth, he had already cut off his meridians, and it stands to reason that he should have achieved the effect of washing his muscles and marrow, but now he is more like a waste man who has lost everything.

Re-cultivating the Eight Zen Formulas, according to the previous perception, let alone any entry, you can't feel any true qi at all, the closed dantian, the broken meridians, can't produce the slightest trace of true qi at all.

He began to wonder if he had done the right thing, and now it was too late to regret it.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xu Ruolan's voice came from the side, and Ning Fan, who was already sweating profusely, turned his head and reluctantly showed a smile, he shook his head with a wry smile.

"It's okay, it's just that I remembered something, and I rested. ”

Ning Fan lay down with a gloomy expression, and then the whole person shrank into the quilt, Xu Ruolan couldn't see what his face was like now.

Standing in the room and silent for a long time, Xu Ruolan understood that Ning Fan was definitely in trouble now, but as for what it was and why she was hiding it, Xu Ruolan didn't know it for the time being.

Ning Fan's current mood is a little affected, and he has already done it in accordance with the deviation in the Eight Zen Formulas, but not only has it not worked, but he has really become a waste person with all broken meridians, and what should he do after that, which made Ning Fan feel a bewildering despair.

Why did it fail?

Ning Fan kept questioning himself in his heart, what was wrong that led to failure, since the meridians were broken, there was no effect at all in cultivating the Eight Zen Techniques again, where did the problem come from?

Ning Fan, who was hiding under the quilt, held his head and thought about it, but there was nothing he could do.

As for why he failed, Ning Fan really has no clue now.

"Damn, could it be that the old man cheated me!"

Ning Fan couldn't help but think of the old man, this Eight Zen Recipe was left to him by him, and this partial door was also written on the Eight Zen Recipe, and the old man also mentioned it, but he didn't say anything about the risks.

It's just that whether the old man cheated him, or whether he made a mistake somewhere, Ning Fan can't fully confirm it for the time being, but the most important thing now is probably how to find a way to restore the meridians.

Unable to use True Qi, relying only on the body strengthened by genetic medicine, it is difficult to deal with an ordinary True Qi Realm ancient martial artist, no matter how weak he looks, any ancient martial artist can pinch him to death.

Xu Ruolan saw that Ning Fan had been shrinking into the quilt to avoid her, and she refused to leave for a while, with Ning Fan's current situation, it was really worrying.

"I'm really fine, you want to get busy......"

Feeling that Xu Ruolan was still in the room, Ning Fan came out and said, his current appearance looked more like a forced smile, his face was a little pale, and he couldn't see a little blood.

Xu Ruolan shook her head, sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and grabbed Ning Fan's palm, and held it tightly, as if she wanted to use this method to tell Ning Fan that she was still by her side.

......

"Brother Ning, do you want to have a drink today, I'm in for a treat!"

In the security department of the Xu Group, Zhu Xuetao put his arm around Ning Fan's shoulder, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

There was nothing wrong with Ning Fan's expression, he shook his head, and didn't pay much attention to Zhu Xuetao, but walked out of the gate of the security department by himself.

Looking at Ning Fan's back, Zhu Xuetao touched his chin and thought about it.

"That feeling just now is not wrong......

The meridians were all broken, and the dantian was also blocked, as if it was broken, without any true qi, and Ning Fan didn't know what he had done to make it like this.

Ning Fan didn't know yet, someone had already seen his current situation.

However, he himself is quite aware of what kind of dangerous situation he is in now, as a Shura, he has experienced a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and he knows the importance of strength, this world is a world of the weak.

This is already the third day that he has broken off his meridians, and cultivating the Eight Zen Techniques still has no effect, as if the thing True Qi has said goodbye to him, and his body instinctively rejects such a thing as True Qi.

Unable to feel the dantian, let alone condense the true qi, and the meridians didn't know how to repair them, Ning Fan's brain was very troubled.

His mood had become terrible as time went by.

After getting off work, although he refused Zhu Xuetao's invitation, Ning Fan still came to the bar alone, which was the place he had come to the most in the past few days.

Ning Fan, who couldn't accept that he couldn't cultivate, tried to numb himself with alcohol.

It's just that the effect is very small, and this thing is still on my mind.

"Ning Fan, don't drink it!"

In the corner, Huo Qiuran sat opposite Ning Fan and snatched the wine glass in front of him.

Ning Fan looked at Huo Qiuran with a wry smile on his face, shook his head and sighed: "Alas, let me continue to drink......

There is alcohol paralysis, and his heart is a little better, in the past three days, no matter how he cultivates the Eight Zen Formulas, he has finally failed, and Ning Fan, who can't accept such a reality, can only try to use it to make himself feel better.

Huo Qiuran shook his head and categorically rejected Ning Fan.

There were enough empty bottles on the table, and it was not an option to drink them any more.

Xiao Jianming, who was sitting not far from here, glanced at Ning Fan and shook his head, he could also see Ning Fan's current situation, his aura was much weaker than before, and he didn't know what had happened.

Only after the failure of cultivation on that day, Ning Fan began to borrow wine to drown his sorrows, but he also responded to that sentence, and borrowed wine to drown his sorrows even more.

No matter how much wine he drank, Ning Fan couldn't think of any good solution.

After Huo Qiuran heard that Ning Fan had come here often in the past few days, he often came over to accompany him, and he was also distressed when he saw that Ning Fan had been drinking non-stop.

Ning Fan took the little wine glass left in Huo Qiuran's hand, and poured it into his mouth, in the bright bar, the passionate atmosphere could not be transmitted here.

Ning Fan, who was preoccupied, was not drunk yet, he was not so easily drunk, and he was still thinking about what was wrong with him in his mind.

"No matter what, I will be by your side!" Huo Qiuran grabbed Ning Fan's hand and said firmly.

Feeling the soft touch on his hands, Ning Fan's mood felt better, but Huo Qiuran also brought out Ning Fan's worst worries, the Shangguan family and the Huo family, no matter which one, are all thieves.

(End of chapter)