When Nangong Fan woke up from his slumber, it was already early the next morning.

The gentle light shone directly through the attic window on Nangong Fan's body that was slumped on the ground, and there seemed to be a slight luster flashing on his skin, faintly harmonizing with the sun.

This seems to have brought Nangong Fan infinite strength.

"Hmm!"

With a roar like a beast, Nangong Fan raised his eyelids tremblingly. There was no sparkle in his eyes, and it wasn't until the sunlight hit his pupils that he woke up in a thrill.

But he would rather he still be asleep, with an unbearable pain near his stomach. Why do you wake up and suffer this sin?

The eyes gradually took on color, and the blood stains that had completely dried up appeared in the sunlight and took on a dark red sheen.

"Vomited blood?"

Nangong Fan smiled bitterly, it was really uncomfortable to lie on his stomach like this, and he rolled around on the ground with difficulty.

It seemed that he was lying on the floor that had been warmed by his body, so that his stomach was no longer squeezed, and Nangong Fan instantly felt a lot more comfortable. Only then can the mind be separated and sink into the dantian.

"Bang!"

Nangong Fan entered his dantian and ran into a wall, his head was buzzing, and it took a while to come back to his senses.

"Hmm, what's the situation?" Nangong Fan was stunned, he found that there were more and more mysteries in his body, and even his own master couldn't do anything about them.

First of all, the heart that is in charge of the blood, and then the sudden appearance of dead qi, and now even the dantian doesn't listen to the call?

As the saying goes, healers don't heal themselves, although they are not so absolute, but Nangong Fan's medical skills are not enough, and he really can't use witch doctors to explore his own shortcomings. Even he doubted that even if he tried to diagnose others, he would not be able to do anything about such a situation.

The convulsions in his body gradually decreased over time, and Nangong Fan sank into his mind again, but he still returned in vain.

"Could it be that the dantian was wasted by me?"

Nangong Fan's face is extremely ugly, and every step he takes is in the order of the sword codex, shouldn't this be?

Tea doesn't want to eat, Nangong Fan sat cross-legged on the ground, still silent in his own internal world, trying all kinds of ways to sink his mind into the dantian, as long as he can go in, it proves that everything is developing in a good direction.

It was getting dark, and Nangong Fan was getting more and more disappointed, and even accepted the fact that the dantian was "scrapped".

Nangong Fan has not yet reached the point of complete despair, although he has not seen much, he has heard a lot of stories. If you are fighting, you will inevitably panic, but it is not a problem to calm down in this situation.

He knew that being anxious and desperate would not solve any problem at all, and only by calming down could he find an opportunity.

After contemplating and contemplating, Nangong Fan really noticed something unusual.

"Is there still life in the dantian?"

Nangong Fan's eyes flickered, although he only vaguely sensed a flash of breath, but as long as there was still vitality, it proved that everything was not developing in the worst direction.

Nangong Fan became as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, all the disappointment and fatigue were swept away, and all his attention was observed as if the dantian had turned into a stone ball, and after several observations, he finally affirmed that the dantian was still overflowing with breath.

This breath is very light, but it makes his soul feel a trace of heartfelt comfort, this is the breath of the same root and origin.

"This has even reached the peak?" Nangong Fan was extremely surprised, wondering if he had been using his divine thoughts and had a delusion.

Even if he succeeds in transforming his dantian, he won't reach the level of the peak Xuan Realm all of a sudden, right?

Shen Nian pressed on the stone ball and groped a little bit, trying to find a little bit to sink his mind into it.

It was completely dark.

Nangong Fan's face was calm, even if he still didn't succeed in sinking into the dantian now, he obviously felt that the frequency of overflowing breath was higher.

Everything is going in a good direction, and that's enough!

Although he laughed at himself, even in his own body, he could only be a silent observer, but he also understood that the dantian must be undergoing some kind of evolution that even he didn't know about.

Whether this evolution is good or bad, it is better than a dead silence.

A cultivator's favorite movement when cultivating is to cross his knees, this action is extremely beneficial to cultivation, it is easier to sink into the mind, and it is also easier to let the qi flow in the body become a Zhou Tian on its own.

Since he couldn't enter the inside of the dantian to help, Nangong Fan could only sit cross-legged in place with patience from these external conditions, always maintaining the most perfect cultivation posture, waiting for the moment when the dantian broke through the cocoon and turned into a butterfly.

Nangong Fan didn't expect that this sitting would be two days away, and the overflowing aura of the dantian would become more and more obvious, and he was even absorbing the surrounding aura to replenish it independently, but he still couldn't sink into it.

Helplessly, he smiled bitterly, and only recited Buddhist scriptures and realized the ethereal Taoist scriptures to stabilize his mind.

As for the appetite, not eating for three or five days will not have any obvious effect, but if you have more time, you will inevitably go hungry.

In the past two days, I have read the outline of the Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures that I knew, and I have even become bored enough to begin to realize the "Reincarnation Heavenly Gong" engraved in my heart, this miraculous exercise has accompanied a career of soaking in medicinal baths and listening to stories for 16 years.

But under the influence of the demonic thoughts that were born very early in him, there was some unknown change.

In the middle of his realization, an extremely fierce explosion suddenly sounded in his body. The whole body became hot, and the close-fitting clothes slowly turned black and turned into ashes with the wind.

"It's finally here. ”

Not in the mood to pay attention to the scene outside his body, Nangong Fan sighed lightly and immediately waited intently.

The dantian seemed to be a little bigger, and the strange substances that were completely sealed on it were falling off, but they disappeared in an instant when they fell into the body.

"Seems to have been devoured?"

Nangong Fan's heart was strange, these gray substances looked a little like the dantian pond that was blasted by his own hands, the source of today's changes, but how could they be directly devoured by flesh and blood?

In addition to being strange, he still completely sank his mind into the dantian first.

"Hmm!"

Nangong Fan exclaimed in amazement, this dantian was densely filled with wisps of spiritual power. They are not confined by the pool and almost completely fill the dantian.

His gaze was devoted to the place where the Qinglian Dao Fire was entrenched, and even its surroundings seemed to be densely covered with spiritual power.

With just a cursory sweep, Nangong Fan judged that if he only talked about the quantity, it would be more than nine times more than before he smashed the pool.

Terror!

Even Nangong Fan had to marvel at the power of the Dao Classic, which was completely rubbing the exercises that were now circulating in the Qiqi Continent on the ground.

Speaking of quality, every wisp of spiritual power seems to be about five times stronger.

How can the quality increase so much?

According to the records, even the spiritual power cultivated by the Dao Classics is about twice as strong as the most ordinary spiritual power of the same level in the primary Xuan Realm.

But as the realm ascension slowly accumulates, it will more than double a point when it reaches the mid-level Xuan Realm, and it will definitely be more than twice as strong when it is perfect.

Could it be that the dantian that he has evolved is so terrifying?

Nangong Fan was pleasantly surprised, if he continued to develop like this, what situation would he have to achieve?

If you use the law flexibly, you can tyrannize any consummation at a high level, even if it is a consummation with a special constitution like fatty. It is even possible to directly reverse the Realm, at least when it reaches its peak, the Ordinary Beginner Realm is by no means its opponent.

Excited, and triumphant, he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart, "Brother, it seems that you are born with cultivation material." Who else?"

I vaguely felt as if I had neglected something, but at this time, how could I pay so much attention to it under the excitement? Happy and proud are over.

I can't wait to pull out the spiritual power, and now the spiritual power is much sharper, which is the breath of the cultivation sword canon, and it is also the foundation of the sword master sofa.

With a finger, the spiritual power shot out on the already scorched floor, easily piercing it.

Nangong Fan was extremely satisfied, it was a rough statement that it was five times stronger than before, and with this sharp aura, it could at least double again.

During the swallowing room, I found that the aura around my body seemed to be a lot thinner, could it be that it was absorbed by the dantian evolution room?

After the completion of the sword codex, the lines of meridian circulation in the body have changed. Nangong Fan smacked his tongue and hurriedly sank into his mind, he wanted to take the aura inhaled into his body a few times according to the current route, so that his body would be familiar with this route.

"Hmm, why did you open up three or five more tiny meridians?" Nangong Fan was stunned, a thought flashed, and he finally understood what he had neglected in addition to ecstasy, "Did you break through again?"

"Then the quality that was previously increased by five times is in line with what is recorded in the Sword Dictionary. The mid-level is more than twice as strong. ”

Nangong Fan shook his head, feeling a little disappointed, it was completely different for the middle level to reach such a quality and the first level to achieve such a quality.

But it was soon filled with surprises. It didn't take long to break through the initial level, and before he had time to stabilize the realm, he broke through the middle level extremely smoothly, which is also a good thing no matter how you look at it.

It's the same as the record of the Sword Codex, and there are a few exercises in this world that dare to say that they can be compared with the Sword Codex, let alone surpass the Sword Codex.

"What the sword intent increases is the sharp aura, and this is what the sword cultivator values the most, barely!"

Nangong Fan smiled, and remembered that his spiritual power was contaminated with the breath of death, Dao fire, and blood, each of these three things was more mysterious than the other, and they were all energies that he could not control now. This is still much stronger than its peers.

It's time to be satisfied!

Nangong Fan, who was relaxed, soon heard a "cooing" sound from his stomach.

"Hungry? How long has it been?"

Nangong Fan was slightly embarrassed. Before the retreat, he told Hu Mingluo to practice for a while to achieve the cultivator's exercises.

But looking at his current embarrassment, it will take at least three or five days, right?

It was also at this moment of bowing his head that Nangong Fan found that he was naked, but fortunately he didn't run out in a hurry, otherwise he would have made a big joke.

"I still have to find a set of ordinary spiritual clothes, otherwise I will feel pain just by changing my clothes in the future. ”

"Now that this strength is a little sharpened, you can go out and walk around the continent with a little bit of sword skills. ”

Nangong Fan chattered in his mouth, walked to the door step by step, and opened the dusty room that had been sealed for four days.