Look at the east of the stream, and watch the sun sink in the west.

Twenty days passed in a hurry, and there were more than ten dry trees on the mountain where Ji Fan was hiding, and even the three bear caves in the mountain were cleaned up by him.

"Don't come here. ”

Outside a bear cave near the bottom of the mountain, Ji Fan grabbed the head of the dying brown bear with one claw, launched the devouring power, and scolded the two little bears who were whining and wanted to come forward.

Wisps of blood and brilliance were constantly drawn from the brown bear's head and drilled into Ji Fan's arm, making his tattered robe puff up without wind.

As if they were afraid of Ji Fan's devouring breath, the two little bears were whimpering anxiously in the distance, but they didn't dare to step forward.

The brown bear with a long sword inserted in his abdomen became weaker and weaker, and it was no longer able to resist Ji Fan's devouring power, and the luster of his eyes began to dim.

On the other hand, Ji Fan was also not happy, the brown bear's wisps of blood and qi were swallowed into his body, like a dense air current, scurrying under his skin.

At this time, if anyone sees Ji Fan, whose flesh is swollen and his muscles are bulging, I am afraid that they will be frightened by his hideousness.

The huge body of the brown bear was shriveling at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Ji Fan's thumping heartbeat was also extremely restless.

Ji Fan wanted to roar loudly, but he was afraid of attracting people, so he could only endure his restless state of mind and the aura of power that filled his body but was incompatible with himself.

"Whew~~~"

It wasn't until the body of the huge brown bear was completely dried up that Ji Fan grabbed the body of the bear, like a spirit ape, and several swept away in the mountains and forests.

Putting the dry bear body in the pit dug early in the mountains and forests, and burying it simply, Ji Fan hurriedly went back to his cave.

"Whew!"

Sitting cross-legged with difficulty, Ji Fan urged the true qi in his body to run according to the washing diagram of the special path, not only did the physical body quickly evaporate the qi rhyme, but the true yuan in the meridians flowed as if it was on fire.

"Divergent ......"

Ji Fan shouted in a low voice, urging the refined True Yuan to enter the acupoint with all his might, so that the sinus orifice, which was closer to the mouth of the heart, exuded a trace of tree veins.

The tree veins that emanated from the acupuncture point were like cyan capillaries spreading on Ji Fan's skin, extremely dense.

"The dragon pattern is wrapped around the veins of the tree, and the flowers are in the veins. ”

Through his thoughts, Ji Fan recalled the tendons of the dragon ape and the tenacious texture on the small gourd.

In the process of Ji Fan's face being distorted, the dragon ape ape once again emitted dragon patterns, which were wound along the veins of the tree and bloomed into flower patterns.

"Ahh

The texture of Wandao spread in the flesh and bones, and the viscera spread, so that Ji Fan could no longer sit still, and fell to the ground and rolled in pain.

"You can't lose consciousness, otherwise you're likely to give up halfway!" Ji Fan maintained the operation of a strange meridian, constantly transporting the true qi generated and refined by the physical body into the sinus orifice.

The pain of life is worse than death, as the veins, dragon patterns and patterns spread to the whole body, Ji Fan seems to have been reborn, and the wounds on the surface of the flesh are gradually growing granulations and healing, and they are implicated by the veins.

The rich vapor permeated Ji Fan's body, and his bulging body began to appear calm.

Three hours passed, and Ji Fan's skin looked covered with veins, and under extremely strange circumstances, his miserable howl eased.

The sound of sneering was still endless, and Ji Fan's dense cyan veins were as if he was on fire, causing his body to emit turbid vapor.

The heavy breathing calmed down and became vague, and for a long time, Ji Fan's veins stabilized, and he tried to get up with difficulty.

"Fading!"

Ji Fan grinned in pain and looked at the dense veins in the skin of his arms.

"Whew~~~"

Calming his mood, Ji Fan tried to use his mind to let the dense and thin veins disappear.

"This body refining technique is really strange!" Looking at the veins on his skin, Ji Fan clenched his fist and felt that his strength was much greater.

Simply packed up the items in the cave, although Ji Fan's body was not fully stretched, the sound of dense cracking bean-like bones still crackled in his body.

After hiding for more than 20 days, Ji Fan felt that this mountain could not be lived in anymore if he didn't need it.

Looking at the brown bear skin with an axe mark on the bear's head, Ji Fan hesitated slightly, but still put it in the storage bag.

A few days ago, Ji Fan used the protection of brown bear skin to dig up the poisonous wasp nest on the mountain and found a lot of honey.

At night, Ji Fan took advantage of the night, ostensibly just carrying a small package out of the cave.

The two skin kettles were full, three jars of honey, two bottles of bear bile powder, and a lot of sun-dried bear meat, and when he left from the mountain, Ji Fan felt that it was much stronger than before.

The most important thing is that the first dragon ape ape ape to open has grown dense veins in the shallow and deep layers of his flesh, which has greatly improved the condition of his physical body.

The martial artist opened the spiritual vein and cultivated the spiritual root, and shed the mortal body, and Ji Fan also achieved the transformation of the physical body through the strange body refining method.

"Boom!"

Coming to a dry tree, Ji Fan charged up with a high kick, launched the ape dragon momentum, and with a faint dragon chant, kicked the dead tree into ashes, and even the dry roots below were pulled out of the soil by the dragon's inertia and exploded.

"Although Zhenyuan is weak, his physical strength is quite strong!" In the explosion of flying ashes, Ji Fan's eyes flashed with a glint of luster in a torn robe.

found more than a dozen or so dead trees, Ji Fan still practiced this method, erasing all the traces of devouring.

In the mountains late at night, the whining of the bear could be faintly heard, Ji Fan took a deep breath and could only leave silently.

If it weren't for devouring the vitality of the two brown bears, coupled with more than a dozen extremely thick ancient trees, the veins of Ji Fanlong's ape would not have been able to emanate.

"This method of refining the body is really too consuming of true yuan, constantly devouring the spiritual power of different species, and the formation and accumulation of strange breaths in the body seems to have been scattered in the limbs and hundreds of remains, it is difficult to completely dissolve, and if it is like this for a long time, it will definitely be a hidden danger of cultivation. "When Ji Fan left the mountain, he wanted to find the internal cultivation of the Qigong method and consolidate the foundation and cultivate the yuan.

In the woods not too far from the mountain village in the middle of the night, Ji Fan quietly looked at the mountain village in the shadows, thinking about going to the mountain village early tomorrow morning, pretending to ask for food, to see if he could buy a few tattered clothes that could cover his body, and also buy some food and utensils.

After observing for a while, Ji Fan didn't know why, and felt that the mountain village was lifeless.

Ji Fan walked out of the woods, lowered his body and approached the mountain village carefully.

There is no light in the mountain village late at night, but it can be said, but there is no barking of dogs, which inevitably makes Ji Fan more vigilant.

The closer he got to the mountain village, the more terrifying Ji Fan felt.

Carrying a small package containing some food, with Ji Fan's physical strength that is not weaker than that of ordinary warriors, carrying an iron axe can strengthen his courage.

When Ji Fan arrived under the stone wall of the mountain village, he still didn't hear the slightest movement in the mountain village, only the whirring wind blowing.

"That's not right!"

With the blowing night breeze, Ji Fan smelled the slightest stench.

"Whew~~~"

Ji Fan's heartbeat increased slightly, and after hesitating for a while, he still tried to keep his voice as quiet as possible, and climbed onto the stone wall that was one person high.

Listening attentively, there was still only the sound of the wind, and the hairy Ji Fan quietly landed, holding an iron axe and carefully entering the village to investigate.

After walking a few steps, through the dark moonlight, Ji Fan saw a fallen person in the distance.

If someone fell outside late at night, Ji Fan guessed that it was likely to be a dead person.

Approaching lightly, Ji Fan noticed the movement around him, and sure enough, he smelled a stench from the person who fell to the ground.

"It's just a stench, no fishy smell, and if it's a dead person, it won't be just dead. Ji Fan used an iron axe to touch the man who fell to the ground.

Seeing that the man did not move, Ji Fan reached out slightly to probe his snort, and found that the man was dead, so he went to the village again.

Along the way, Ji Fan found that some people had died outside, some people had died in the mud houses of the village, and even the livestock raised in the village had died, and there were no living creatures in the dead village.

The most strange thing is that Ji Fan did not find wounds on the dead people in the village, and some people still had a look of horror on their faces when they were dying.

Entering a courtyard, Ji Fan hid in a room, facing the woman who had fallen in the corner.

"The people of the whole village died strangely, I don't know if it has something to do with the trial of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range. Ji Fan calmed down and thought secretly.

After Ji Fan's observation, he felt that the people in the village did not look like they were poisoned, he did not touch the dead body with his own hands, and he did not find anything unusual in the flesh and bones just by looking at it, plus the body was not injured, which was really chilling.

Feeling that this place was not suitable for a long time, Ji Fan planned to hide overnight, wait for the day to be a little brighter, take some things and leave the village.

The vision was not good at night, and Ji Fan was afraid that there was danger hidden in the village, so he didn't dare to make any moves.

In the earthen house, Ji Fan finally endured the dead woman for half a night, and only when the sky was slightly bright the next day did he take action.

From the dead people in the village and the leftovers of each family, Ji Fan guessed that these people may have been dead for two or three days.

Ji Fan didn't dare to expose it too much, and there were a lot of dead people, so he couldn't bury them one by one, and hurriedly looked for some clothes in several houses.

However, just as Ji Fan changed his clothes and wanted to leave the village and go south along the not too wide river, a faint light in the bright sky caught his attention.

"It's a monk!"

Ji Fan's pupils shrank, his heart chuckled, and in a hurry, he opened the cellar of a family in the village and quickly hid in it.

Regardless of whether the person who came was a righteous path or a demonic monk, what Ji Fan was most afraid of was that he couldn't tell it in the village.

Because he roughly searched the village, this cellar was the retreat that Ji Fan had thought of before.

Putting down the lid, the cool cellar soon fell into darkness.

"What to do ......"

Ji Fan, who was anxious, hurriedly opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of jade light, enveloping the package into the molar teeth in his mouth, leaving only an iron axe.

What Ji Fan didn't see was that not long after he hid in the cellar, an old man with a broad sword at his feet quickly reached the sky above the mountain village.

The old man in the green robe standing on the broad sword had a goatee and a bit of a fairy wind and bones.

It seemed that he had found that everyone in the village was dead, and the old man with the goatee had his brows twisted into a pimple, and his face was very ugly.