A few days passed in a hurry, and Wu Fan did not move at all in the medicine pool. Bu Qianen meditated cross-legged beside the medicine pool, closed his eyes to recuperate, and swallowed the aura of heaven and earth to cultivate. In the past few days, he has opened his eyes from time to time and looked at the medicine pool where Wu Fan was. The more time passed, the more worried he became, but it also showed that the effectiveness of the medicine had not been lost too much.

"Wu Fan, are you okay?" Lu Xuejiao, who has become a disciple of the outer sect, has always remembered everything that happened in the illusion these days, and from time to time she muttered Wu Fan in her mouth, her eyes full of worry.

"Wu Fan, where have you been?" she was very fond of Wu Fan in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it in front of people. Every night, she is reminiscing, recalling Wu Fan's resolute expression, recalling the indecent appearance of laughing at lunch, recalling the concern in the sentence You are okay, recalling the blush on her face when holding hands, happiness is in her heart, in her memory.

She can't see him, and her love is like a lingering love. When she can't see him, she will always feel uneasy.

"Father, don't leave me. Wu Fan was delirious and gibberish, and the solemnity and tension between his eyebrows were like hail in the fog, making his face extremely pale.

"Gou Jian, I want you to die, I want your royal family to accompany the people of Wu to be buried." He roared again, and the grief and hatred in his heart that had accumulated in his heart for many years wanted to release it to his heart's content.

"Is he still like this? not sober, but instinctively reacting. After Bu Qiaoen came back from going out to deal with the affairs of the sect, he asked Ye Qingfeng softly.

"Back to the sect master, he is still the same as before, without the slightest change. Ye Qingfeng replied respectfully.

"Well, I see, you're doing a great job. I have seen your hard work in the past few days, and I will consider accepting you as a registered disciple, and if you break through to the foundation building, I will accept you as a disciple. Bu Yaoen said a little cunningly. Wu Fan, look. Before you woke up, the last person who knew that you scolded me was bought by me in a slick way, can you see it? Wu Fan is sober up! Bu Qianen said in his heart without a happy expression. In fact, he likes that someone doesn't buy his account and can compete with him, after all, hundreds of years of loneliness are unbearable for ordinary people.

"Disciple Sect Master Xie, no, it should be Disciple Master Xie. Ye Qingfeng hurriedly changed his words and gave in to his favor, and his satisfied smile made Ye Qingfeng even more excited. From now on, the scenery of this mountain forest will also come into my eyes, and the rich aura will also be the guarantee for me to break through the bottleneck, and I Ye Qingfeng will step into the sky to build the foundation.

This is the human heart, and the biggest winner is to win the allegiance of others for one's own selfish interests. Surrendering without a fight is the best policy. Bu Yaoen didn't have the slightest expression of a winner, some were still worried, but he didn't show it.

"You go down, cultivate hard, and strive to break through the foundation as soon as possible. After speaking, Bu Yaoen, who stopped talking, once again restored the majesty of the former sect master.

"Yes, the disciple retired. Ye Qingfeng bowed away excitedly. Compared with the sect master giving himself a bottle of Huiyuan Dan, accepting him as a registered disciple is a great favor. His status is no longer the same, and compared to the status of an elder, the sect master's disciple has a greater advantage. Practicing alone is far less than having a famous teacher to guide you, and the master's cultivation experience is a correct way to cultivate immortals. And the experience of every attainer in the Immortal Cultivation Realm is a priceless treasure.

There was once a person in the immortal cultivation world: "If you don't enter the knot pill, you will eventually be an ant." In fact, this sentence is true, and it is not right. Even if you enter the Jiedan, even if you are a real immortal cultivator, compared to the strong, the weak are all ants after all, this is the law of the immortal cultivation world.

"It's been almost a month, he hasn't woken up yet, he really doesn't know what to do, everything can only be on his own, no one can help him. "Alas......" Bu Qiaoen muttered to himself, lowering his head.

"Can he get through?" The old man who stood like a green pine outside the Houshan Cave Mansion looked at the Cave Mansion where he was indebted, and seemed to be able to see Wu Fan's situation at this time, and he was also very worried. He is the ancestor of the gods, but he can't go against the sky, in fact, he knows that the sky is not the sky, but someone else. Who is he? He knows, but he can't say. Everything in this world is in the heavens, so it must not be divulged. And who is he? Is the Avatar Ancestor? Yes yes, yes no, no yes, only he knows his identity, and there is another person who also knows, but he sealed his own memory, and that memory is painful, and he doesn't want to remember it, so he seals it. Who is he? He is the heavens, all calamities are added to the body, and all things are difficult to grind.

He sighed, he mourned, he was helpless, the only thing he could help him was to accompany him. Wu Fan didn't know that the scene that appeared on the mountain after this was that he had actually woken up. After more than a month of immersion in the medicine pool, his coma was like a dream that he couldn't wake up, it was so real and painful. He didn't know what the liquid in the medicine pool was made of, but he knew that the medicine was amazingly effective.

"Why are you like that?" Seeing that Wu Fan came to his senses, Bu Qiaoen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the expression on his face was also relaxed, and he said with a smile of concern.

"It's good, it's comfortable, it seems to be full of energy, and there's an indescribable sense of wonder. Wu Fan stretched his waist and said very comfortably.

"What else, what else do you feel, do you feel unwell?" Bu Qianen asked very nervously, something is wrong, the effect of the elixir does not stop there!

"And really, you come here, I'll tell you. Wu Fan was very insidious, thinking about him in his heart.

"I'm here, you tell me, what's more" Bu Qianen hurriedly asked, not caring about Wu Fan's sinister intentions at all.

"And your uncle, you old immortal, you have been playing tricks on me again and again, and I am not done with you. Damn old Wang Ba, I have suffered for more than a month, I won't break up your old bones today, and I won't be surnamed Wu. Wu Fan punched viciously, and Bu Qiaoen was caught off guard, and he stumbled and fell to the ground. Wu Fan is not addicted, a lion fighting rabbit is to pounce on Bu Yaoen's body, three fists and two feet head banging.

At this time, Wu Fan was like a little ruffian, maliciously retaliating to vent his unhappiness. After a fight, the two of them were in tatters and were very embarrassed. Wu Fan is okay, after all, it was his hand that made the first move, and the sect master of the Tianyun Sect would not be able to do it, he did not have the spiritual power in his body at all, otherwise Wu Fan would have fallen down a long time ago.

"Old immortal, what's the matter, you know how powerful the little master is!" Wu Fan pulled his sleeves and looked at the Tianyun Sect Master with a smug expression.

didn't bother with Wu Fan, let alone take Wu Fan's words. Bu Qianen fell into deep thought with a puzzled face, so frightened that Wu Fan thought that he had beaten him stupid, and he was just in a hurry when he heard Bu Qianen's muttering.

"Something is wrong, snatching the spirit and shaping the foundation to create the spirit root. Could there be something wrong with the effect of this elixir?Why did Wu Xiaozi's strength increase, but his qualifications did not change?" He was very puzzled and troubled.

"This old guy can't be stupid, right? What can he do? I can't explain it to his disciples!" Wu Fan is now like an ant on a hot pot, and he is in a hurry.

"Hey, your cultivation?" said the Tianyun Sect Master in surprise and surprise. (To be continued)