Ten days ago, there was a fluctuation of the collision of immortal power there, which was obviously caused by two Divine Transformation Stage cultivators, who were fighting with immortal power.

In addition to this, he also felt the innate supernatural power of the Demon Devouring Clan.

Although the old man's cultivation is high, he is not a god, and he can know everything in advance, but with the huge, intertwined and complex veins of the demon clan, he knows that Chen Fan's matter this time is the work of the Demon Refining Sect, and the Demon Devouring Clan participates.

But as for the identity of another god-transforming monk, he couldn't find out.

In addition, under the cover of his divine sense, he could only check Chen Fan's traces slightly, but he couldn't find them accurately, which made him a little surprised.

He judged that this Chen Fan must have been seriously injured, causing the Yuan Shen to collapse, so he couldn't find his exact location.

However, in his eyes, Chen Fan is just a furnace for Yang Yi, which is both important and unimportant.

"Yang Yi, go to the north of the Demon Realm Continent, Chen Fan, just ...... there" The old man left a message for Yang Yi, and then retreated again.

Sanyu of the Ghost Refining Sect acted against his will, and in the future, there will be a catastrophe.

Yang Yi's figure floated down from the top of the Demon Saint Mountain, with a trace of stunning beauty, turned into a streamer, and fluttered towards the north of the Demon Continent.

At this moment, on a cliff on the top of this Demon Saint Mountain, a middle-aged man with a blood-colored light all over his body looked into the distance in a daze, his eyes were hollow, there was no life, he looked like a zombie, even more lifeless than a zombie.

At his feet, there is a small bright red flower, which trembles slightly when the mountain wind blows, as if it can wither at any time, but it is full of tenacity and struggles to bloom.

Sun Wuregret's figure appeared behind the middle-aged man, and with a flick of his right hand, the flowers under the middle-aged man's feet immediately collapsed and dissipated into ashes.

"Ruthless, I know that you still have a trace of Yuan Shen hidden, but in the hands of my Sun Wuregret, there will never be a second corpse that goes against my will!" Sun Wuregret's right hand patted the middle-aged man's face and smiled evilly.

A year later

In the northern part of the Demon Continent, in a mountain village, a young man in a coarse cloth coat sat on a big rock at the entrance of the village, his face was full of shocking scars, he looked extremely ugly, and his eyes were dull.

He looked into the distance, his eyes unfocused, only a blank and blank.

At the entrance of the village, villagers passed by one after another, and every villager bypassed him with a look of disgust on his face when he passed by the young man.

For all this, the young man's expression did not change, he just sat quietly, looking into the distance in a daze.

After a short time, a girl wearing a blouse of floral fabric and white embroidered red flower clothes and trousers walked over, followed by a soil dog the size of a calf.

The girl was only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a white face and large eyes.

"Ugly and dumb, my father asked me to call you back to dinner!" the girl shouted from the young man's three feet away.

The young man turned his head, glanced at the girl, stood up, Xu had been sitting for a long time, his legs were a little sore, and he almost fell down when he stood up, and the girl immediately laughed.

"Dumb, hurry up, I'm hungry!" the girl turned and walked towards the village, and the earth dog beside her immediately followed, running ahead as if to open the way.

The young man silently followed behind, looking at the surrounding cottages, and the color of strangeness in his eyes became even stronger.

In a hedged courtyard in the village, a middle-aged man was sitting at a small table, dressed modestly, his blue robe washed and a little white.

On the ground of the courtyard, there were some herbs, and the fragrance of the medicine was blown by the wind, and it immediately dispersed.

The girl jumped in and sat down beside the man, and said coquettishly, "Dad, I've called the dumb man back." ”

The man frowned, glared at his daughter, and shouted:

"It's not big, it's not small, it's called uncle!"

The girl stuck out her tongue and did not speak, but ran into the house to help her mother get food.

The man stood up, looked at the young man, and said apologetically:

"Little brother, don't mind, Erya's 7 years are used to it, come, I'll show you how your body is recovering. ”

The young man nodded, sat down beside the man, stretched out his right arm, and saw that his entire right arm was extremely thin and skinny, as if it were skin and bones.

The man pressed his hand on it, closed his eyes and pondered, and after a while, his eyes showed joy and said, "Little brother, you are recovering well from your injuries, I will give you a few more medicines to nourish your body, and you will be fine." ”

The young man was silent and nodded.

The middle-aged man saw the other party like this, and sighed secretly, the person in front of him was met when he went to the mountains to collect medicine a month ago, when this person was already on the verge of death, he carried this person back to his home and treated him in line with the thoughts of the doctor's parents.

This person was seriously injured, his five organs were displaced, and there were many damages, he was not sure to save him, so he could only do his best, but this person's body was extremely wonderful, and he actually got better and woke up after ten days.

It's just that after this person woke up, he couldn't speak and was mute.

At this moment, a woman came out of the room, and the maiden followed her, and the two of them took some food and placed it on the table.

"Mother, I don't eat with the dumb man, he looks so ugly, I can't eat it. The girl pouted and said.

"You!" The middle-aged man's eyes widened, and the woman hurriedly stopped her, put some vegetables in the girl's bowl, and said, "Erya, go to the room to eat." ”

The girl pouted and was about to speak, when the young man stood up with a rice bowl and trembling arms, walked out of the courtyard, sat down on a big bluestone outside, looked at the rice in his hand in a daze, and was silent.

He is Chen Fan, who everyone in the cultivation world doesn't know where at this moment.

He used to be in the middle of the day, but at this moment, he ended up like this, all of this was due to the Demon Devouring Clan and the Demon Refining Sect.

Chen Fan's right hand trembled, put the bowl down, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of bitterness, his Yuan Shen collapsed a month ago.

It's just that this collapse is not gone, but turned into fragments, remaining in the body, and with the passage of time, these remaining fragments are slowly dissipating.

His physical body was extremely injured, but it was only under the yin and yang anchor that a trace of spiritual power generated by the collapse of the Yuan Shen repaired his body, and it was only then that he got better.

It's just that now he has lost all his spiritual power, he is a mortal, and he is a little weak to even hold a bowl, and he has no magical powers, at this moment, even a mortal can knock him to the ground with a punch.

Even, what he didn't expect was that because of the collapse of the Yuan Shen, even the deity who was far away in Chu was implicated, fell into a deep sleep, and could not wake up.

This is bad news for Chen Fan!

If his clone hadn't been destroyed, he could have come over to pick him up, there was a clone, looking for a place with enough spiritual power, re-absorbing, and there was still the possibility of recovery, but now, all this has come to naught.

He's not dumb, he's just reluctant to speak.

The traces of the artistic conception of tea on his face made him extremely ugly and frightening, and in the past month in this mountain village, except for the middle-aged man and his wife, no one has ever cared about him.

Without spiritual power, the storage bag naturally could not be opened, and now he has completely become a mortal, after a long time, Chen Fan sighed lightly and ate the rice in the bowl in a few bites.

"Ten years later, Sophie will encounter the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao again, ten years ......" Chen Fan swallowed the rice in his mouth, and there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

In the past month, he has been thinking about how to restore his cultivation.

As long as the seal and artistic conception are broken, all this is naturally accessible, but how to crack it, Chen Fan is confused.

Late at night, Chen Fan lay in the firewood room in the courtyard and gradually fell asleep, he was now extremely weak and had no strength.

Early the next morning, the middle-aged man carried the medicine frame on his back and invited a few hunters to go to the mountains to collect medicine.

Chen Fan opened his eyes, sat cross-legged in the firewood room, meditated silently, and after a while, he sighed secretly, without any spiritual power in his body, he couldn't breathe it out at all. Unless it is in a place where the spiritual power is extremely strong, it is possible to forcibly exhale, it is possible to generate a trace of power in the body.

He shook his head bitterly and walked out of the firewood room, still very weak.

At this moment, the girl also walked out of the room, and when she saw Chen Fan, she pouted and said, "Ugly and dumb, you have been living for a month, when will you leave, my house is not a good hall, where is there so much white rice for you to eat." ”

"Erya, how many times has your father told you to call you uncle!" the young woman said with a tiger face as she walked out of the room.

The girl snorted dissatisfiedly and said, "Xiucai, come with me!" she said, walking towards the courtyard gate.

The earth dog rushed out of the corner of the yard, wagged its tail, and followed the girl.

The young woman's gaze swept over Chen Fan, and said apologetically: "The child is not sensible, don't mind, her father went up the mountain to collect medicine, saying that you are weak and need to make up for it, you can live here with peace of mind, when your body recovers, it is not too late to leave." ”

In the middle of the night, Chen Fan walked out of the firewood room, glanced at the middle-aged man's residence, remembered it in his heart, and turned around and walked out of the yard.

He's leaving! But he doesn't know where he's going, and perhaps, the world is so big that there is no place for him.

Now Chen Fan felt all the confusion he had never felt before, because he couldn't cast any spells at all, nor could he control any magic weapons, in his storage bag, although there were still a few magic weapons lying there, but he couldn't do anything about it.

After experiencing the feeling of falling from heaven to hell, Chen Fan felt the confusion in his heart for the first time, after all, there had never been a situation like this.

Although he had also lost his cultivation before, he was able to recover quickly, but this time it was different, he was directly beaten into a waste, and even an ordinary beast could bully him, which was really bad.

"I, can I regain my original strength?" Alas" Chen Fan looked at the moonlight and couldn't help but sigh.

In half a month, Chen Fan accumulated some dry food, wrapped it up and carried it on his back, and walked out of the village in the company of the moonlight.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that a hundred years ago, he was not selected by the Heaven Breaking Sect, and now that things are wrong, it has been a hundred years.

As a result, in the past hundred years, he has changed from a martial artist with profound cultivation to a mortal all of a sudden, which is equivalent to a new reincarnation, and fate played a great joke on him.

He sighed softly and walked off into the distance.