Yunge City, the Wen family.

In her room, Wen Qing looked anxious, pacing back and forth, her slender palms clenched tightly.

Although Wen Yuan deliberately bypassed Tianxiao City to issue a bounty order to the outside world, once this bounty was released, it really caused a huge shock in black and white, how could Su Luan not know.

With the methods of the Su family and Su Luan, the source of the release was found out within a few days after the bounty appeared.

At first, Su Luan didn't want to inform Wen Qing, but when he saw the portrait of Chen Fan who was rewarded, he felt that concealing it might bring worse consequences, so he told him.

Knowing that Wen Yuan had released Chen Fan's reward, Wen Qing was extremely anxious in her heart, but she had already revealed many flaws in the previous Tianxiao City.

Under Su Luan's reminder, she forcibly suppressed the worries in her heart and pretended to be fine.

Whisper.

A small bird covered in cyan feathers with pale blue eyes landed on the window of Wen Qing's room and let out a few crisp chirps.

Wen Qing looked back, with a look of surprise on her face.

She walked quickly over to the cyan bird and stretched out her palm.

The little bird then opened its mouth and spit out a cyan circle of light, which landed in Wen Qing's palm.

Swish!

The aperture was exhausted, and the cyan bird spread its wings and immediately flew into the sky.

Wen Qing clenched the palm where the aperture fell and closed the window.

She turned back, leaning her back against the window and opening her palms.

The previous cyan aperture gradually condensed into words in Wen Qing's palm.

[I haven't gotten any news, so Chen Fan should be fine, don't act rashly, my sister remember]

After reading the words from Su Luan, Wen Qing's palm gently urged, shaking away the words formed by the cyan light.

The meaning in the text just now is that Su Luan paid close attention to this reward, but still didn't get any news, so the Wen family and Wen Yuan should not have found Chen Fan either.

Even so, Wen Qing still felt a little relieved.

However, she also knew very well that if she couldn't hold her breath and did something more, she would not be able to help Chen Fan, but it might backfire and make Su Luan's situation worse.

Therefore, her lips opened slightly, and her mouth seemed to be silently reciting something.

In Wen Qing's heart, the "Concubine Sutra" that Ning Shuang handed over to her before flowed, as if these obscure passages of text echoed in her mind, which could play a role in calming her mood.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, her palms folded up and down, and there was no aura around her.

That's because after reaching the peak of the Spirit Condensation Realm, the spirit is already filling the whole body.

But at this time, above Wen Qing's slender body, there was another aura faintly emanating out...

The breath was gentle and calm, just like Wen Qing's temperament, so it was difficult to detect, but there was something else subtle.

...

In the small shop in Fucheng, Chen Fan closed his eyes and meditated for three days.

Inside and outside of its body, it is constantly circulating inside and out.

It wasn't until it was dark outside that he suddenly opened his eyes.

Suddenly, Chen Fan stretched out his right arm, and pushed his palm forward, showing the posture of his palm, and the spiritual rays that surrounded his body were all violently following certain meridians in his body, and the direction of the final convergence was his palm.

"Buzz!"

In his palm, there was just a little spiritual light condensed, but it was already like a flickering lamp, flickering, and it didn't last long before it disappeared.

"Alas. ”

Chen Fan glanced at his trembling palm, his first attempt to create a magic recipe directly failed.

"It's not so easy to create a recipe. ”

At this moment, Ning Shuang, who hadn't communicated with Chen Fan for a few days, spoke.

"If it weren't for the special nature of your spirit, there would be almost no nature backlash, otherwise your meridians would have been damaged by the attempt just now. ”

Even so, Chen Fan could clearly feel the power of the backlash from the power in the meridians when the spiritual light retreated just now.

You can't understand the hardships of creating a recipe if you don't try it yourself.

Not to mention how many failed attempts you need to go through, while failing, you must also bear the price for it.

This is cultivation, and while gaining strength, it always comes with risks.

"Huh. ”

When Chen Fan heard this, he suddenly chuckled.

Although this spirit with special properties has caused him a lot of trouble, its advantages are also quite obvious.

At least when he tried to create the formula, he didn't have to suffer as much as everyone else.

However, how many people have endured the pain that this power has brought to Chen Fanbei so far?

The word "birth and death", the balance of all things, does not only apply to the path of cultivation, but everything in the world is nothing more than this.

"Twelve days left, come on!" Frost said encouragingly.

When Chen Fan heard this, he was stunned, and said with a light smile: "What's wrong with you today, it's not in line with the previous style..."

"I should encourage you once in a while. ”

Ning Shuang smiled easily, but Chen Fan could faintly feel the uneasiness and worry in her heart, as well as distress...

"Don't worry, I'll do what I can. ”

Chen Fan said that although the consequences of the meridian backlash were not serious, if they accumulated too many times, it would also cause huge damage to the body.

He created the exercises to form a kind of cover-up, but if he hurt himself, the gains outweighed the losses.

In the current situation, he must always be vigilant and his own strength.

When the words fell, Chen Fan raised his arm again and pushed his palm flat.

The failure had proved to be the wrong way he had envisioned it to work, so it was time to try something else.

"Buzz!"

In the palm of his hand, the spiritual light is like a firefly that has been attracted by some kind of attraction and condensed together.

Immediately after that, it collapsed again...

Chen Fan's palms trembled again because of the shock, but the pain was still within his bearings.

"Come again!"

The boy's eyes were full of persistence, and he tried again.

Gradually, sweat oozed from his forehead, but his practice did not stop.

Whenever the power in the palm of his hand condensed a very weak point, a smile would appear on Chen Fan's face.

Because even such a modest progress is worth celebrating.

Ning Shuang never said anything that would affect Chen Fan again.

Her consciousness could only be quietly watched in the yin-yang stone body.

Ning Shuang knew very well in his heart that although Chen Fan was indifferent on the surface, he was in great pain in his heart.

In any case, he is now only a teenager under the age of sixteen.

But due to various reasons, Chen Fan can't even enjoy the happiness of the most ordinary people in the world.

Now he can only live a strong and humble life between strong external pressure and life and death...

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