This feeling is weird, a little crispy and numb, a little like a small insect biting your body, a little itchy, a little swollen, a little scratchy, but there is a comfortable feeling, slowly more and more comfortable. That feeling of wanting to refuse and give up made Feng Fan a little fluttering and couldn't stop. Isn't he a little perverted? The warm current that is not slow and unhurried is also slowly growing stronger under Feng Fan's unconsciousness, and slowly swimming more smoothly. Is this what it feels like to cultivate? Feng Fan was a little happy in his heart, although he didn't know if this was useful to him, but at least he had never felt this kind of feeling in his luck now, and this might be his chance. It's just that Dabai, an unreliable guy, doesn't explain it, so he flashes like this, does he keep running this exercise? It's really out of tune, and next time I still have to beat and knock.

I don't know how long it has been, Feng Fan has been practicing according to the law. Cross your legs with your upper body straight, your left arm cross, palm facing up, right arm up, palm down. The two eyes are curtained, the eyes are looking at the nose, pranayama is regulated, the nose is looking at the mouth, the body is adjusted, the mouth is looking at the heart, and the heart is adjusted. The tongue touches the upper crotch, the heart, the mind, and the mind guard the umbilicus, and the mind does not move, and it descends as the heart wills. Like nothingness, I only feel that the dantian in the belly, the warm current is in and out, and I can't help but make my heart relaxed and happy.

"Wind boy, it's not too early, I'll go over and arrange it first, you can watch the time and go over by yourself. It wasn't until Wuqiu called out to himself that Feng Fan stopped.

"Got it. He replied hastily, Feng Fan was still immersed in the state just now, reminiscing about the feeling just now, it turned out that cultivation was so easy, and he couldn't help but feel a little fluttery, just thinking of his own prison point and locking his veins, and he didn't know if it was useful for him, so he could only wait for Da Bai to wake up. The more this is the case, the more Feng Fan scratches his ears and cheeks in his heart, and the more he feels that he needs to talk to Da Bai well.

I guess the time is almost up, let's see how those guys are doing, whether they succeeded, and those guys, whether they failed. A series of sudden things just now, Feng Fan didn't bother to ask Wuqiu. Immediately got up, took a basin of water, and was about to wash his face, and was about to put his hand into the basin, but he was stunned first.

"Wow! Whose hand is this?" Seeing that the back of this hand was full of dirt and dirt, he couldn't bear to look at it, what about his own hand? What about the original "slender jade hand"? After a while, Feng Fan rolled up his sleeves ruthlessly.......

"Dabai, I'm inseparable from you!!" immediately exploded, and he was furious. Although the current wind is unkempt, but it can't suppress the anger of this crown, if Da Bai is here, this fire should be enough to be cooked, no, it is scorched.

Uncle, am I catching shit or pinching dung, what kind of skill is this practice? Is it a shit shell Lang Gong? It is still crispy and numb, fluttering like a fairy...... Crispy numb, your uncle, floating your sister. This big mouse, what kind of exercise is this, I still believe in you, and you actually play with me. Lao Tzu must fight to the death with you. So Feng Fan rinsed his body well, changed his clothes, and walked towards the tribal square.

The sun sets, the sky is slightly dark, the sun shines on the vast distant mountains, it seems quiet and secluded, mottled leaves, with the breeze, undulating and swaying, booming, booming, like singing, woo-la-la, woo-la, and like crying. With a sigh, Feng Fan shook his head, he didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he didn't think about anything, and couldn't help but step up.

Before I arrived, I saw the smoke rising from a distance, and the crowd of people singing and dancing, and the warm atmosphere had spread before the banquet began. Before Feng Fan could get closer, a few barbarian boys in the distance waved their hands and shouted in this direction.

"Brother Fan, Brother Fan, come soon" shouted as he couldn't wait to run towards this side.

"What's the hurry, what are you running, what are you going to do, what do you usually tell you, my benchmark is standing here, can you learn it?" Feng Fan looked like a big brother, it can be said that he pretended to be at his grandmother's house, although he didn't know where his grandmother's house was, but usually these guys still listened to him.

"Brother Feng, listen to us, we have all succeeded in enlightening the spirit. "It seems that Fengfan's words are not very effective today, and a few guys are panting and out of breath.

"It's expected, it's expected, that's it, look at a few of you, see if you can keep a low profile. Feng Fan's answer seemed a little indifferent, but in his heart he was happy for these guys, and he couldn't help but think of what happened to him just now, and remembered Dabai, Feng Fan's hateful tooth root hurt.

"Hehe, aren't we excited?" A few guys couldn't help but smile, and by the glimmer of the sunset, the smile was so bright and real.

"Brother Feng, the brute beast of my enlightenment is Lei Yan, Uncle Shan and Uncle Qiu have both said that the beast is very powerful. Commanding the wind and clouds, swallowing thunder and spitting electricity, it is a good match for me. "The barbarian boy who spoke was a thunderbolt, with a slight figure, copper-colored skin, clear eyes, and a bright spirit, and at first glance he was a good seedling of a typical cultivator. Brute Thunder is the son of the tribal marksman Brute, the tiger father has no dogs, he has been naughty since he was a child, and he has followed the wind and made trouble.

"Wind ...... Wind, Brother Feng, I ..... I start...... The spirit is ....... mysterious...... Black...... Xuan ......"

"Turtle. A crisp voice finally broke the rhythm of Xuan Xuanxuan, and also Xuanxuan.

"Hahahaha. It caused everyone to laugh.

Qiling Xuangui is a barbarian Meng, not to mention Meng, it is simply cute. Humpty Dumpty, usually sloppy and stammering. It looks honest and honest, then you are really wrong, that little bee eye, dripping and slipping, monkey spirit monkey spirit, is also Fengfan's sworn friend, but there is no thief heart, everyone calls him a thief and a thief, every time he gets into trouble, he is basically watching, but this stuttering stutter, often without shouting out, is caught, and a lot of things are bad.

"Brother Feng, what kind of brute beast do you think I am Qiling?" The one who just finished talking for the brute is a girl, not like other barbarian children, the mother of the barbarian spirit is a Zhongzhou person, maybe like a mother, so the barbarian spirit is not as rough as the barbarian, tall and tall, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, healthy wheat-colored skin, both the handsome of the Zhongzhou people, and the fierce strength of the southern barbarians, quite sought after by the group of boys in the tribe, but this arrogant little pepper has been Fengfan's follower since he was a child, and the thief and thief of Brother Feng all day long make other guys envious and jealous.

Feng Fan is just the opposite, when he sees the brute spirit, his head is big.

"Oh, your Enlightenment must be different and powerful. Feng Fan didn't finish his words, and the little girl who said it smiled. The eyebrows are like the moon, the eyes of the water are cut, the cherry is small, and the pink face is delicate and dripping, and it looks like a beautiful embryo.

"Well, mighty super pepper. ”

"Brother Feng, you are so annoying, but the spirit of others is the Fire Luan Bird, the handsome and extraordinary Fire Luan Bird. The brute said.

"Hahaha!" the crowd laughed. The other barbarian children also chattered about their enlightenment with everyone.

Just as everyone was giggling, a few more brute children came over in the distance. The leader is the brute tiger, the youngest son of the radical Manshan, although he is young, he has a big waist and a round waist, his hands are crossed on his waist, his head is held high, and he looks like he is the second in the world, no one dares to say the first.

Feng Fan looked at the brute tiger who came over, and his brows couldn't help frowning. Usually, the brute tigers are not very good at dealing with themselves, and they usually have a lot of ideas, which makes them suffer. At this moment, it is estimated that Qiling has succeeded, and Fengfan fainted without discipline when Qiling was enlightened, this group of guys will inevitably take advantage of the situation to find a place.

"Hey, isn't this our Fengfan? I heard that you fainted? are you okay?" Before he could get to the front, the brute tiger tore open his voice and said the word "faint" in a smooth tone.

"Brute, don't look for trouble. Brute Thunder stepped forward and rushed over.

"Isn't it Qiling? what's the big deal, Brother Chafeng is 108,000 miles. The brute also had a slightly cold face and snorted.

"That's right, it's great, besides, I said Feng Fan, what do you care about?" the brute tiger glared at Feng Fan, looking eager to try. Even if he has just enlightened the spirit, he has not yet gathered qi and condensed the veins, but the enlightenment spirit has succeeded somewhat confidently, and if he is replaced, the brute tiger is really a little worried.

"Ah, tell me, so I said that?" Feng Fan rolled his eyelids, stepped forward, and came to the brute tiger. Then he just stared at the brute tiger, and stopped talking, just stared like this, and didn't blink.

Of course, the brute tiger was not to be outdone, and finally mustered up the courage to come over, and he had to take it hard. But being stared at by Feng Fan like this, he still felt a little hairy in his heart. You can't lose in the field, isn't it just staring, and then the brute tiger also stared at him, staring at Feng Fan, the two of them were close enough, each other's breathing, and each other's heartbeats could be felt. After a long time, the barbarian seemed to be a little weak-hearted, and he really had some brain fever, at least he had to wait for the promotion of barbarian to find a field. Thinking of Feng Fan's previous things, the more he felt a little uneasy in his heart. His eyes also drifted a little, and his breathing was a little chaotic, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

"Wow!" Feng Fan suddenly roared.

"Ahh Once I was bitten by a snake, I was afraid of the well rope for ten years, and I was bitten more than once.

"Hahaha!" the few people laughed and leaned back.

"Hmph, so you are vain, if you have a kind of Fengfan, compare with me, let me be convinced, we barbarians advocate combat power. "At this juncture, if I don't move back to save face, it's really a little bit impossible to raise my head.

"Yes, compare and compare, Feng Fan, do you dare?" Several people behind the brute tiger were also adding fuel to the fire.

"I won't come, unless I ......" Feng Fan responded, my brother is so old, and he hasn't had stage fright.

"Unless anything, I promise you, as long as you compete with me. "The brute tiger is afraid of the wind, and he doesn't care about anything unless he regrets it, so he quickly responds to it.

"Okay, in that case, let's compare, what I'm saying is that it's okay to compare, but let's be fair. Let's shoot and hit each other, and we are not allowed to hide, and whoever hides will lose. ”

"Okay!" It turned out that this was the case, and the brute tiger suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was already stronger than Feng Fan, and after so many years of cultivating man's condensation, it was also effective. Now the winner must be himself, and the promise is yes.

"Brute Tiger, you have been cultivating for a few years, you are strong and strong, and now you have successfully enlightened your spirit, so you have to let me take action first this time. Feng Fan continued.

"Hmph, why not let you make a move?"

"In that case, let's start over there. "Brute thunder, brute spirit, brute cowardice and others couldn't help but sweat for Feng Fan. But with their knowledge of Fengfan, it didn't stop it.

"I'm ready, let's shoot!" said the brute through gritted teeth, this drink was really a bit imposing.