Practice, breathing, promote blood flow, the three methods in one, the most important thing is the heart, according to the practice of the method of constant adjustment, at least 81 breaths between breaths.

The largest one reached one hundred and sixty-eight.

This is the real difficulty, Jiang Fan has never been able to fully fit the drill.

In the room, Huang Ying and Mo Lan sat together, close to each other, and their voices were very quiet.

"Xiaolan, do you say he is pretending to be simple, or is he really simple?"

"It must be really simple! Such a young and delicious little new meat, where is there so much ghost mind like you. I tried it with a sheep, but he didn't know it, and he talked about cucumbers, hehe, it was so funny. ”

"But I don't feel right."

"Second sister, you think too much, he is our savior, right?"

"Yes!"

"No intentions for us, right?"

"Perhaps!"

"What is called maybe, you see, he sometimes blushes when he sees us, especially when I puff up my chest, he wants to see it but doesn't dare to look at it, hehe, it's so funny, I really want to tease him all the time."

"You!"

"Second sister, you see, saved us, and took good care of us, without any attempt. By the way, he was just born in this small town, he has never seen the world, and he has been cultivating asceticly, how can there be so many twists and turns, and he is still enthusiastic and righteous. Second sister, this is an upright man, so cute. ”

"Humph! You didn't take his soul away, but your own soul was taken away. ”

"I'd love to!"

"Willing? Hmph, let him sleep with you in his arms in the future? The smell of sweat, the smell of feet, even the hair is sometimes greasy, and there are pressure on you, beating your ass, eating your steamed buns, drinking your sweet honey, you are not afraid. ”

"Hehe, second sister, I think you thought about it yourself. Why don't we go together? ”

"You're not afraid of exhausting him to death?"

"Wouldn't it be enough to make up more!"

The two of them said without any scruples.

Outside, Jiang Fan almost lost his breath, glanced at the small two-story attic on the east side above, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

These two girls are really fucking good.

It's so exciting.

Steamed buns, I know, what is sweet honey?

Alas!

At a young age, play with real flowers.

I'd love to try it!

Shook it and continued to cultivate.

The West Falls West Mountain.

He stopped and sighed.

In the past, no matter what he cultivated, he was extremely fast, even if he pushed the ten thousand waves, thunder fists, etc., it was extremely smooth, but now he was stumped.

Even if you have the blessing of Bodhi and a strong mind, you can't do anything for a while.

There is still a plane tree in the yard, which has been specially transplanted, which is similar to his original small yard. Under the plane tree, there is a stone table, and there is a large bluestone next to it.

Jiang Fan took the wet towel handed over by Xiaoyu, wiped his hands, sat on the stone bench, and drank the tea slowly.

But the eyes are very empty.

He is deliberating on the ten thousand waves, wanting to go further, and strive to deduce the seventh sword in the shortest possible time, once the seventh knife is successfully deduced, his combat power will inevitably be improved again.

I can't say that I can crack Song Feng with a knife.

It's just that the later this method goes, the more difficult it is to deduce.

"Childe, the meat has been stewed, should you call the two young ladies together, or ......" Xiaoyu hesitated.

She knew that it was stewed with incomparably precious ginseng, or a whole one, like a large radish.

"Together!"

"Yes!"

Jiang Fan was still caught in self-scrutiny, and even closed his eyes, and suddenly, he raised his arm, held his palm weakly, and fell with a volley.

Although there is no knife, the power carried in the arm is still very terrifying.

The blood in the body rushed like a great river, whistling.

The force of the collapse of the muscles and muscles shook the clothes and rattled.

Bang......

The stone bench under him couldn't withstand his strength and jumped straight into pieces.

"Still won't work!" Jiang Fan opened his eyes and sighed, only to see Huang Ying and Mo Lan looking at him as if they had seen a ghost.

"What's wrong?" He wiped his face and stood up and asked.

I couldn't help but think of Sweet Honey again.

There should be only two possibilities.

Is it upper or lower liquid?

"Brother Jiang, you seem to have descended as a demon god just now, you are too powerful." Mo Lan immediately showed a smile, and also gestured, "You hold it like this, and you slash it in the air, as if you have split the sky in two, which is extremely terrifying." Brother Jiang, what kind of sword technique do you practice? So domineering? Let people be careful, the tips are still 'banging' straight up. ”

"Ten thousand waves!" Jiang Fan restrained his thoughts and responded, "Xiaoxue, clean up, and then eat!" ”

"Okay!" Xiaoxue answered and began to get busy.

"Ten thousand waves? I've never heard of it! Mo Lan frowned.

Huang Ying also shook her head.

"This is one I deduced according to the three-chopping knife method, and the knife posture only pursues domineering and ferociousness." Jiang Fan explained simply.

"Derived from the Three Chopping Method? How can it be! Huang Ying exclaimed, "I know the Three Chopping Knife Technique, which contains explosive skills, but it is also very simple, but you just slashed, just slashed...... But it is ferocious beyond common sense. ”

"Brother Jiang is still amazing, and he can create a new method on his own!" Mo Lan was pleasantly surprised.

Jiang Fan smiled.

Soon, the meal was served.

The first is a large pot of meat with a thick ginseng on top and a small pot of broth next to it, as well as four greens, a basket of steamed buns, and a plate of fruit.

"My dantian is empty, so I won't let it be given to you." Jiang Fan put the ginseng directly in his bowl, this kind of good thing, he will not be humble.

"The dantian is empty?" Mo Lan was puzzled, "Brother Jiang, isn't the dantian qi sea full?" Could it be that the afternoon practice was consumed? By the way, Brother Jiang, what are you cultivating? ”

"I've never been full." Jiang Fan muttered, "The day after tomorrow is complete." ”

He had already lowered his head and started eating.

Ginseng?

Eat it directly as a turnip.

Huang Ying frowned when he saw it: "Jiang Gongzi, if you eat like this, it is easy to breed false fire, and it is difficult to completely digest it and waste it, so it is better to cut a piece every day." ”

Only then did she come back to her senses: "Are you the day after tomorrow?" I seem to have heard the white girl say, you are only eighteen years old! At the age of eighteen, the day after tomorrow is perfect. ”

She couldn't help grinning, and her gaze at Jiang Fan became even hotter.

Terrible flesh, anti-heaven understanding, profound cultivation.

It's amazing.

This is a demonic genius, who was actually touched by our sisters, really, really lucky.

"Brother Jiang, people are only in the late stage of the day after tomorrow, and they have been precipitated for a long time, but they have never dared to break through, but Brother Jiang is still powerful." Mo Lan was also secretly surprised, her heart moved, and she asked again, "How big is your Qi Sea space?" It's okay for people to open up, only six feet square. ”

"Six feet?" Jiang Fan raised his eyes, very surprised.

Six-foot air sea space, peerless genius.

He really didn't expect this little girl to be so talented in the path of cultivation.

"Well, it's so much more than my second sister." Mo Lan snickered and looked at Jiang Fan Dao, "Brother Jiang, what about you?" It's definitely bigger than someone else's. ”

Can't compare.

He glanced at the other party's chest and smiled: "It's a shame to be bigger than you." ”

Huang Yingtong's hole shrank.

With the other party's modest and introverted character, if you lose your freshman, I am afraid that it is at least a seven-foot dantian space, which is really against the sky.

Involuntarily, the evaluation of Jiang Fan in my heart rose to a new level again.

"Brother Jiang is really amazing!" Mo Lan picked up a piece of meat, cut it into pieces with a knife and handed it over, "Brother, you eat." ”

"Good!" Jiang Fan raised his head, saw the other party's red and tender lips, and almost blurted out: It would be nice if it was dipped in sweet honey.

Damn.

How is it always a heart ape.

Women, it's really a red face, a mess, and then a mess.

Before the cultivation is completed, woman?

Can only be used as a pink skull.

After eating, Jiang Fan came directly to the backyard and continued to cultivate the silver battle body, but it still didn't work.

Night falls.

Starry.

The old horse came, with a solemn look on his face: "Xiao Fan, the people who are monitoring in the west have sent news that a large number of people and horses have come over there, as well as all kinds of beasts, and nine times out of ten they are from the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate." They didn't stop, they came directly, I'm afraid they will attack at night, how to deal with it? ”

"Are you coming?" Jiang Fan's eyes narrowed, "Leave it to me!" ”