Southern Xinjiang, barren land with thousands of mountains.

Beneath a chasm in a canyon.

When Zhao Fan slept enough, his worried eyes opened, he sat up and stretched, and his stomach began to crow again.

However, at this moment, he is more energetic than before he eats the pink spirit peach, and he also looks extraordinarily spiritual, because the dantian has been restored, and the mana has turned into roots with leaves, forming the initial Longyang Qi of the Great Creation and Transformation Vein!

"Huh? Where did all this stuff come from? Zhao Fan bit his fingers, and looked at the treasures piled up around him in confusion, as well as the strange box, and his hungry instinct told him that he could eat them all!

The next moment, he grabbed one of the brightest colored fruits, handed it to his mouth, and stuffed it into it with a big gulp.

Sweet but not greasy, warm but not cold.

If Zhao Fan was sober, he would definitely be reluctant, because it was a rare fire spirit fruit in the world, even in the mountain gate, it would only bear one in three years!

Just when the fire spirit fruit was three-quarters of the way through, Zhao Fan couldn't swallow it anymore because he was so full that he hiccuped, threw away the remaining flesh like garbage, and then lay on the grass with his head upside down, boredly picking up a leaf of grass and picking his teeth.

Zhao Fan smirked, in his consciousness, there was no such thing as waste, if he was full, no matter how delicious it was, it was useless!

……

Time flies like a white horse, and in a flash, it is five months later.

The world outside is already in full bloom.

The space below the rift, which was nearly fifty meters in radius, was the same, with inky grass, faint sunlight, and the stupid young man.

At this moment, none of the many heavenly treasures that were around Zhao Fan in the past were complete, all of them were gnawed and incomplete, and the amount of waste added up to about thirty percent of the whole!

The best spirit stone in the box, Zhao Fan opened the lid on the second day of the restoration of the dantian, and when his fingertips touched the best spirit stone, his body was like a black hole that devoured everything, and like a traveler who had been thirsty for a long time in the desert, the spiritual power of heaven and earth contained in the spirit stone poured into his body and drilled into the dantian along his fingertips.

More than two months later, that is, more than ten days ago, the Longyang Qi in Zhao Fandantian was officially restored to Longyang Jindan and reached the late stage!

And while his physical body is unconsciously digesting the treasures of heaven and earth, it is once again comparable to the peak of Wuzun!

The realm is back.

But Zhao Fan himself doesn't know, and he doesn't know how powerful he is now, he doesn't have that concept, his thinking is stupid and simple.

Finally, on this day, he finished patronizing all the treasures of heaven and earth, and as for the parts that were discarded every time he didn't eat them, he didn't pick them up again, and while they gradually dried up, their remaining nutrients seeped into the ground and turned into nutrients.

To Zhao Fan's surprise, it seemed that overnight, a beautiful peach tree had grown in the place where the peach pit was originally planted, about three of his heights, with lush green leaves, adding a scenery to this space that seemed to be sealed except for the crack above.

When Zhao Fan was sleepy, he no longer lay on the grass, but leaned on the peach tree, and the sweet snoring, mixed with the friction of the grass blades on the ground, and the sound of running water that came out of the unknown place, was extremely peaceful.

Another day passed.

The peach trees bloom with fantastic pink peach blossoms, blooming one by one, which is refreshing.

Zhao Fan didn't know why, his mood suddenly became very good, he picked a peach blossom casually, he held it in front of his nose and smelled it, and smiled stupidly: "When will it bear peaches, then there will be delicious peaches again." ”

It's gone.

Seven days passed.

Even if Zhao Fan was in the late stage of the knot, his stomach began to be hungry again, and he pointed angrily to the peach tree that had been waiting for as long as a few years, "Why don't you grow peaches yet?" ”

The peach blossoms on the tree hung quietly there, without a trace of response.