Inside the cave, the bonfire was scorching, and the not-so-dry wood in the fire made a sizzling sound from time to time, unpleasant to the ear, but warm.

Gao Wenshan has fallen asleep, and Xia Fan is in charge of watching the firewood. When Gao Wenshan was about to sleep, he told Xia Fan vigorously, don't let the fire go out, Xia Fan thought to himself, why are you still afraid of catching a cold? Usually he is neither big nor small, but he doesn't dare to really disobey the teacher's orders.

"Alas, another lonely night".

Xia Fan sat by the fire and sighed incessantly. I don't know what day it is, I don't know what time it is, and I'm not sure what age it is. And I don't know if my birthday has passed, and I've been in Longshen Zhongzhou for a few days, although I have met some new people, but my friends are always older and closer.

At this time, Xia Fan was about to squint for a while, but what appeared in his mind was Xiuxia's gentle face, Xia Fan suddenly opened his eyes, patted his cheek, and said to himself: "Xia Fan, why do you think about other girls?

But the fact is that the more you don't want to think about someone, the more you take someone to heart, Xia Fan unconsciously took out the sachet sent by Xiuxia before leaving, and the sachet embroidered with pink satin was simply embroidered with a Fan character, simple and elegant, Xia Fan didn't tell Xiuxia which word her name was, but she didn't expect her to know. Carefully put it on the tip of the nose and sniff, it is a refreshing floral fragrance, not to mention the refreshing effect. suddenly remembered what Xiuxia said to herself: "I'll wait for you to come back." Thinking of Xiuxia's reddened eyes that day, it should have been embroidered after staying up all night, thinking of this, Xia Fan felt a little sweet in his heart, and suddenly his heart was ape, and he couldn't help but smirk inexplicably.

It's just that the purpose of Xia Fan's trip is to find the inheritance ancient sword of Lijia Village, not only for the Tiezhu family, but also for himself, because he will never be mistaken, and he will never be wrong about the familiar hilt, but he didn't see the word Sifan on the sword, and he didn't dare to be completely sure that it was that one.

Xia Fan suddenly patted his head, beat his hands and feet, and shouted: "Damn, I forgot to ask Uncle Tiezhu if there are any words Sifan on it!"

This shout woke Gao Wenshan up, sat up suddenly, and pointed at Xia Fan's head angrily and said, "Stinky boy, why are you so surprised! What are the two words Sifan?"

Xia Fan was about to cry, and along the way, he actually found guilt for himself. He cried slightly: "Master, the sword I said has the word Sifan on it!"

Gao Wenshan didn't know the truth, and said lightly: "And then?"

"Then I knew that I would ask Uncle Tiezhu if there were those two words on it!" Xia Fan said regretfully, just thinking about borrowing it and taking a look, it was better to ask directly!

Gao Wenshan smiled and said unkindly: "Then you go back and ask Tiezhu, I'll wait for you here." ”

"Let's find the sword, it's been a few days... Xia Fan shook his head vigorously, and he had a headache when he remembered that he had never walked such a long way in his life in the past few days.

Gao Wenshan scolded: "Are you injured in the brain? Anyway, whether you ask or not, yes or no, you have to find the sword, what are you doing noisy at night? ”

Xia Fan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Master, which of our sect's rules does not allow people to quarrel?"

"The last rule of the Holy Fire Palace, that is, the door rules I just set. After that, he ignored Xia Fan, who was stupid in place, and then fell asleep.

Xia Fan thought to himself, is this really the last one? Maybe there will be a lot of ......... After thinking about it, I have come here anyway, and what the master said makes sense, whether it is or not, this sword must be brought back.

Xia Fan looked at the bonfire and was stunned for a long time, but he decided to cultivate again, maybe if he accidentally broke through the bottleneck tonight, he wouldn't have to accept cruel cultivation tomorrow.

Sitting cross-legged again, running the exercises, a strong cyclone soon formed around the body, quickly inhaling the elemental aura around Fang Yuan into the meridians, and then slowly returning the energy flow in the meridians in the body to the heart, but as expected, after a while, the fire of the soul stopped beating, lost its movement, and the aura in the meridians tended to be saturated. Xia Fan was not discouraged, and constantly forcibly operated the Holy Flame Technique.

After a long time, the bonfire that had been forgotten by Xia Fan, who was immersed in cultivation, was slowly extinguished.

Xia Fan practiced all night, and ran the Purgatory Holy Fire Technique for seven Great Zhou Tian cycles in a row, and the feeling of the meridians in his body could not be clearer, he knew that his body had reached the limit of what he could bear, and if he ran the next Great Zhou Tian Cycle, his meridians would break open nine times out of ten, and he himself would once again taste the taste of life being worse than death. Xia Fan had already felt extremely painful since the second time he forcibly ran the exercises, and when he thought of the pain of the slightest rupture of the meridians, he had always been bold, and he couldn't help but break out a trace of cold sweat behind his back.

Xia Fan didn't dare to take risks, the intense pain in his body spread all over his body, and even the golden spirit seed that was quietly transforming in the dantian vibrate, Xia Fan was startled, but he didn't dare to provoke this thing, if it wasn't for Gao Wenshan's full help last time, he would have finished playing that time, and if something went wrong this time, he would only be able to save himself.

Hurriedly stopped cultivating, the pain on his body gradually subsided, and when the feeling returned to normal, Xia Fan re-examined himself, and was surprised to find that the level that prevented him from absorbing more aura seemed to be a lot thinner, Xia Fan was shocked, suddenly happy, and said softly: "Could it be that if you continue to cultivate like this, you can break through to the second realm? Wouldn't that be more powerful than the master?

"Who bullied whom?" Gao Wenshan patted Xia Fan lightly on the shoulder and said leisurely.

Xia Fan was suddenly startled and let out a sigh. It turned out that he was too focused on cultivating just now, and when he looked back, he saw that Gao Wenshan didn't know when he came behind him.

Xia Fan was a little panicked, and said incoherently: "I bullied you, no, I bullied me, no, it was you who bullied me......" Realizing that what he said was not right, he simply smiled and said, "Master, good evening, why didn't you tell my apprentice when you woke up?"

Gao Wenshan smiled: "It's dawn, it's still night?"

Xia Fan sighed lightly, and suddenly saw a glimmer of light outside the cave penetrate, and said, "Ah, it's morning." Only then did he realize that he had been cultivating for so long, looking at the bonfire in front of him that had long been extinguished, and the light outside had already shone in, Xia Fan felt a little tired and looked a little dazed.

Seeing Xia Fan's somewhat funny look, Gao Wenshan didn't smile, and even felt very pleased. Nodding his head, he asked softly, "After cultivating all night, how is it going?"