After Chen Fan looked at the surrounding environment, he found a place to sit cross-legged, as for the surroundings, Xiong Ba protected the Dharma, Chen Fan was immersed in the Nine Turns Xuangong, since Chen Fan got the Nine Turns Xuangong and the Eighty-Nine Xuangong in Rulai, Chen Fan has not practiced, although there is a Buddhist golden body, but it also makes Chen Fan feel a sense of crisis, especially after being looked at by Fang Han's eyes just now, it seems that he has experienced countless years, if it were not for the system, he would have died a long time ago.

"Xuangong Nine Turns is directly sanctified, with the power of the Tao?" Chen Fan frowned and looked at it, and thought about it again, it seemed that in the entire Three Realms, except for Yang Jian, after he practiced the Nine Turns Xuangong to the fifth turn, everyone else had practiced it, which showed the difficulty of this skill.

The Nine Turns Xuangong is a pure physical cultivation method, and the famous masters of the Wu Clan basically practiced this exercise, including the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but Chen Fan didn't start practicing for a while before he discovered the difficulties of this exercise, unlike the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, ordinary people can practice, but this Nine Turns Xuangong is not something that ordinary people can successfully cultivate, and Yang Jian's body is still the blood of the God Clan.

Nine Turns Xuangong not only needs a large amount of spiritual energy to be inhaled into the body, it is not to enter the dantian and temper the body, but what is more needed is the essence and blood of the wild beast to quench its body, and the feeling of the body exploding and fusing again is very sour, and the aura within a radius of nearly a hundred miles is almost directly emptied, which is a little thin compared to other places, this is still the consequence of Chen Fan taking a cup of Sanguang Divine Water, so he slowly kept up with the progress of cultivation.

January

Two months

March

Chen Fan was already covered in blood at this time, and he hadn't moved for three months where he was sitting, only to see Chen Fan's eyes open with a golden light, his mouth sighed, and he slowly stood up, and the blood on his body suddenly fell, and it was already clean at this time.

"Master?" After Xiong Ba saw his master stand up, he was a little curious about how he got up without practice.

Chen Fan was a little embarrassed, and after coughing twice, he asked, "What layer have you reached in the Nine Turns of Xuangong?" ”

After Xiong Ba heard this, he scratched his head and said with a smile: "The disciple is stupid, and he has only cultivated to the second level so far, and he can't compare to the master who has only been practicing for three months and will soon reach the first level." These words made Chen Fan a little angry, Xiong Ba didn't know what he said wrong, and he made his master angry, so he lowered his head and didn't say anything more.

After looking at it for a while, he found that this was not the Journey to the West world, there was a shortage of heaven, could it be that world, Chen Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said secretly in his heart: "System, where is this world?" ”

"Didn't the host guess it, because the previous world was not invalidated, this time the system directly compensated the host, and there are only two tasks, one is to preach, and the other is to transform the ruthless emperor!"

"The Emperor of the Ruthless Emperor? Is there a mistake with the system? How could that ruthless person enter my Buddhism? Chen Fan complained.

"That's the host's business, regardless of the system's business, as for the task has been issued, the host can do it himself."

"Well, sell batches." Chen Fan scolded, because of the lack of heavenly dao, it is impossible to have saints, the cultivation system of covering the sky is the wheel of the sea, the Dao Palace, the four poles, the dragon, and then the realm of Sendai, the first-order half-step power, the second-order power, the third-order king, the fourth-order half-saint, the fifth-order saint, the sixth-order saint king, the seventh-order great sage, the eighth-order quasi-emperor, the ninth-order emperor, the tenth-order red dust immortal, after Chen Fan secretly compared, the red dust immortal should be the realm of the immortal king in the perfect world, which corresponds to the quasi-saint, then his heavenly immortal realm should be the realm of the half-saint, Although it is a fourth-order semi-saint, if the Yin people can at least kill the ordinary eighth-order emperor, Chen Fan immediately felt a lot more relieved, but Chen Fan forgot that the number of secret methods in this sky covering the sky is not comparable to the dream of the wilderness, and the strength of combat power is not something that can be solved by just being a magic weapon, and it also needs its own strength to speak, but then again, there are many innate spirit treasures on Chen Fan's body to deal with the sixth order, and the seventh-order should still be okay, as for the achievement of the quasi-emperor, Chen Fan just think about it.

"System, there shouldn't be a hidden saint-level existence in this sky, right?" Chen Fan asked with some unease, if he ran out of a saint level again, he would definitely be finished again.

"Yes! But the host rest assured, the sky is not a world of layout, this is a sealed world, even if there is, it is impossible to appear in this world, the Emperor of the Wasteland's own affairs have not been solved, he can't dream of the host because the host has crossed the long river of time to find the host's trouble, the cause and effect is too great, the cost is too great, he is not the way of cause and effect of cultivation, he can cross the long river of time without touching cause and effect, no more is also costly, after all, the avenue does not allow this.

After Chen Fan heard this, he took a breath of cold air, and crossed the long river of time at every turn, when can he play like this, but Chen Fan also has to admire Buddhism, it can't be lacking at any time, covering the world, this Rulai actually incarnated once, how big can this Buddhism be, everything is intervened, and the power is still a big thief, fortunately, he is a monk, although the teachings are different, but at least the family is not.

Chen Fan stroked the bar and smiled, slowly wanted to go out, and met a few people after half an hour, the college students who came to travel, after seeing Chen Fan, rushed out of the four women without saying anything and surrounded Chen Fan, and the remaining four men looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"Zhang Yifan, hurry up, hurry up, I want to take a photo with my royal brother!" A somewhat cheerful girl shouted at a man with a camera.

"Zhang Yiyao, what is yours, this is my royal brother!"

"Sister Yangmei, don't you have my brother? Why are you still robbing me! Zhang Yiyao looked at her angrily with wide eyes.

"Your brother, hehe, look at his appearance, this is just halfway up the mountain, he can't do it, do you think he can do it if he gets married in the future?" Yangmei skimmed.

Zhang Yiyao also looked at Zhang Yifan who was sitting on the stone, and sighed in her heart, which made the two twin sisters next to her smile, and didn't say anything, the four of them climbed the mountain easily, while the four boys were holding the luggage, and Zhang Yifan also hid his girlfriend and sister with it, at least forty or fifty pounds, it was not easy, but they didn't break it, I wish that Yangmei and Zhang Yifan were separated, and then they chased it openly.

"Amitabha, donors, the poor monk is going down the mountain, so he won't bother anymore!" After saying that, Chen Fan was directly caught by the four of them before he left.

"No, you have to take a picture with us, or we'll call it!" Zhang Yiyao said to Chen Fan, this gave Chen Fan a headache, he never thought that he could operate like this, obviously the four of them violated him like a female pervert, but Chen Fan also knew that as long as the four of them screamed, there were probably not many people standing beside him.

After hearing this, Chen Fan looked at her and said lightly: "The donor is fate, just this one, otherwise even if you call it, it is useless, the poor monk will not care about the reputation, whether it is scolded or praised, the poor monk will experience the red dust when he comes out this time!" After Chen Fan finished speaking, the four of them had no choice but to agree, after all, they saw that Chen Fan was different from other monks, and his temperament was obvious, especially those eyes, which looked at everyone the same, and there was no change.

Ask for a recommendation ticket, as well as a collection, monthly pass, please, and explain, I have been a few days in a row, are eating at the table, there are too many people who are married, and it is not good to go, after all, it is rural, and I don't see it when I go out, and because the generation is relatively large, you know, drinking is indispensable, and after coming back in the afternoon, I went to sleep, and I didn't wake up until more than six o'clock, and it was already seven o'clock when I ate something, so there was no time, sorry.

(End of chapter)