In the early morning of the second day, Chen Fan woke up from his sleep, and looking at his hands, he had a strange thought: he was still alive.

When Chen Fan woke up, he only felt that his head was very painful, as if he had been pricked by a needle, and when he tried to recall the past, he found that he had no memory of the scene in the dream except that he remembered that he had a long dream.

As if sensing Chen Fan's abnormality, the old man who was sitting on the stone bench with his eyes closed and asked aloud, "You woke up, how do you feel!"

Chen Fan instinctively hummed, for some reason a feeling continued to spread in his heart, and Chen Fan, who was a little unhappy, got up and was about to get out of bed.

But before he could move a few steps, he was pressed back by the old road who had arrived in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the hand pressed on his shoulder, Chen Fan was a little impatient and wanted to struggle to get up, but found that no matter what he did, he couldn't break free from the restraints.

That feeling once appeared in Chen Fan's heart, and now Chen Fan knows the name of that feeling, it is called: powerlessness.

Chen Fan didn't know why he had this feeling of powerlessness in his heart, since the moment he was sensible, everything was so simple in his eyes, so easy, there seemed to be nothing in his memory that he couldn't do.

But what is happening at this moment, why is there a sense of powerlessness, why is there a hollowness in his heart that is uncomfortable! Chen Fan couldn't understand, looking at the old man's hand, Chen Fan fell into deep thought.

And Lao Dao didn't say much and looked at Chen Fan who was contemplating in front of him, thinking of the previous events, he had a little understanding in his heart, and he treated Chen Fan in front of him a little differently, he didn't expect that a mortal who didn't have the slightest cultivation could resist the blockade of memory by that thing just with one heart.

Looking at Chen Fan in front of him, a trace of struggle flashed in Lao Dao's eyes, and finally he said, "Boy, do you want to become stronger?"

After hearing the word "stronger", Chen Fan did not react immediately but looked at Lao Dao calmly, but his heart was filled with countless roaring affirmations, and for some reason, the word "become stronger" echoed countless times in Chen Fan's heart.

Become stronger, become stronger, and attack in my heart again and again, almost wanting Chen Fan to yell out the word "become stronger".

Chen Fan felt that he was so strange now, this was the first time he was so eager to pursue strength, that sense of powerlessness, that sense of loss had all turned into unwilling roars that echoed in his heart under the impact of the word "stronger".

Looking at Chen Fan, who didn't answer too much in front of him, Lao Dao didn't drag his feet at all, took out two worn-out books from his arms and put them in front of Chen Fan.

Ignoring Chen Fan's puzzled gaze, Lao Dao pointed to one of them, "This book is written in ordinary human martial arts, which is very easy to learn, and the other is the book you don't understand, all the martial arts recorded in the book are several times stronger than the one just now, but after the relatively unparalleled martial arts, there is the danger of dying at any time, you choose for yourself!"

Chen Fan looked at the two books in front of him, a trace of entanglement flashed in his eyes, he wanted to become stronger but he was more worried that he would die, the entanglement between the two in his heart didn't know how long the fight lasted, and finally Chen Fan moved.

I saw Chen Fan tremblingly holding the extremely simple martial arts in his hand, looking at Chen Fan's choice, Lao Dao sighed in disappointment, but for some reason there was a little more relaxation in his heart, and the next scene made Lao Dao happy and afraid.

I saw Chen Fan take a look at the martial arts in his hand and did not hesitate to leave the corner of the hole, and then looked very firmly at the superior martial arts in front of him, which was said to be nine deaths and a lifetime by Lao Dao, and his eyes were full of ruthlessness that made Lao Dao feel distressed.

Seeing that Chen Fan made the final decision, Lao Dao combed his tangled heart, and said with a smile, "Is it confirmed!"

Chen Fan didn't answer, just nodded lightly. A fierce light is fleeting.

Then Lao Dao took Chen Fan to a small pool not far away, took the cheats in his hand, and said to Chen Fan very seriously, "If you want to learn the cheats, according to your current meridians, you can't bear it at all, so ...... I'll give you one more chance, and you can choose again. ”

Listening to Lao Dao's words, Chen Fan actually smiled, he turned his head to look at Lao Dao behind him, and said with a smile, "Every choice in life has only one chance, since I have chosen, I will not regret it, come on!" Then he took off his clothes and walked into the pool step by step.

Lao Dao looked at Chen Fan who was immersed in the water with a look of relief, and then reminded him

"Boy, you only have one chance, remember, you have to hold on. ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Fan's mouth, and then nodded wordlessly, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, waiting for Lao Dao's move. He knew that the next thing was a contest with death, although he had always cherished his life before, but after that blow, Chen Fan thought that he was a dead man, so for him, death was a matter of course, and life was earned.

Lao Dao saw Chen Fan enter the state, his eyes also became solemn, he walked behind Chen Fan with heavy steps, and then the hand that touched Chen Fan's back lit up violently, and shouted: "Broken ......"

As soon as the words fell, Chen Fan's body rioted with a gentle and violent aura that belonged to the old way. The breath was like a meat grinder, strangulating Chen Fan's meridians section by section.

All of this was done in a split second. The pale yellow fighting spirit was like a fierce beast, tearing Chen Fan's meridians completely apart. The originally well-defined meridians have become like pieces of rotten ropes.

"Poof......

A mouthful of blood spurted out and fell into the pool, Chen Fan's face was as white as snow, the green tendons on his forehead rioted, and beads of sweat the size of beans poured out of Chen Fan's body. You can see how much pain it endured.

Chen Fan bit his lip tightly, the blood from the corner of his mouth kept gushing out and falling, and then black impurities continued to be removed from his skin, and under the washing of the pool water, over and over again.

Seeing that Chen Fan was stunned, Lao Dao nodded with satisfaction. This is the first dish, and if you can't help it, then there is no need to stick to it.

Chen Fan smiled bitterly in his heart: although he had long been prepared for the pain of breaking his pulse, the pain of this heart-piercing almost wanted to make him unconscious.

After the old way cut off Chen Fan's meridians, he was not idle, the blood that emerged in Chen Fan's body and pulled it into Chen Fan's throat with his breath, and once again suppressed the blood that was constantly surging in Chen Fan's body with a powerful breath, he wanted a sober internal environment, so as to ensure that there were no more mistakes.

Chen Fan's mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and soon, with the place Chen Fan was carrying as the center of the circle, the clear pool water was dyed black and red.

This scene makes people wonder if Chen Fan will vomit blood and die because of this.

Lao Dao took a deep breath, and all his thoughts merged into Chen Fan's body, and the meridians that had been twisted like rotten ropes were strongly pulled by him with his breath. Combined with strange routes.

Of course, the pulling of the meridians like this, the inhuman pain, made all the green tendons in Chen Fan's whole body deeply bulge, and the whole muscle was tense, like a steel plate. His whole face was pale and bloodless, as if he had been dead for a few days.

Chen Fan wanted to yell a few words in pain, but there was no sound in his throat, and the whole person seemed to be in hell.

Lao Dao obviously knew about Chen Fan's situation, but he didn't dare to be in a hurry, he kept telling him: You have to be careful, be careful, be careful.

"Little Fanzi, bear with it, after you endure it, no one can stop you what you want!" said Lao Dao in his heart.

Lao Dao's breath rose again, and he pulled more broken meridians in his body again. The meridians are combined according to the familiar routes in the old Dao's mind, and the ripples in the pool are also integrated into these meridians with a visible degree, as if they are mucus, and these meridians are perfectly combined.

At this time, Chen Fan bit his lip vigorously, he was afraid that he would faint accidentally and never wake up. All over the body, drops of blood bubbled out of the skin, and the whole person seemed to be distorted.

"Drink ......"

Lao Dao snorted violently, and Chen Fan, who closed his eyelids and was about to close, woke up.

"Boy, hold on, a little bit, a little bit. Chen Fan nodded forcibly, and blood spilled from his lip bite.

Time disappeared in a state of extreme quiet, and finally, under Chen Fan's release of the biting lip, his whole body seemed to no longer belong to him, and the spirit of nothingness, Lao Dao exhaled and patted Chen Fan's forehead. His whole body was so soft that he was next to him, his whole body was wet with sweat, his face was pale, and he was obviously extremely tired.

Then Chen Fan was fed the medicinal liquid three times by Lao Dao, and each time the viscous black liquid was like a rampaging beast in Chen Fan's mouth, I don't know if it was because of the medicinal juice or because of the reshaping of the meridians, the black substance in the body came out more, looking at the scene in front of him, it also made Lao Dao nod secretly.

I secretly praised in my heart that this kid is worthy of being repeatedly exercised, and his absorption of medicinal power is much stronger, and his recovery is much faster.

"Old Dao, you didn't make a mistake this time, did you?" After a period of rest, Chen Fan regained some of his senses, but he was still very weak, and his voice was very weak.

"Of course!"

The tone of the old Tao is categorical: but in my heart I secretly pray that nothing will happen. After all, he can't guarantee it, because the two times he did it before were wrong, but after carefully observing Chen Fan's physical condition, Lao Dao, who was sure that it was okay, breathed a sigh of relief.

When Chen Fan heard Lao Dao say this, he breathed a sigh of relief, if he did it again, he would definitely be dead or alive.

"Old Dao, are you teaching me the whole set of martial arts cheats now? After confirming that he was okay from Lao Dao's mouth, he immediately remembered the martial arts secret book in Lao Dao's hand, and he died for it this time, but he couldn't forget it.

Listening to Chen Fan's words, Lao Dao shook his head helplessly, others who escaped death will celebrate that they are still alive Chen Fan didn't care about his life and death at all, and immediately asked for cheats after finding out that he survived, what kind of talent is this!

Then the old way was not ambiguous, and hurriedly said, "Boy, close your eyes and recuperate." I pass on to you what is in that book. ”

Lao Dao bit his finger lightly, a drop of blood appeared on his finger, and the true qi in his body rushed towards that drop of blood, and soon, Lao Dao's face became pale and extremely ugly.

"Go to ......" The old Taoist waved his hand, and the drop of blood shot fiercely at Chen Fan's forehead, and Chen Fan's forehead flashed, and it immediately merged into Chen Fan's body.

Chen Fan only felt that his head was stabbed severely, and then as if he had been put with explosives, his whole mind was stunned with a bang, and then a large amount of information came to his mind.

"All the information about the cheats is here, and it includes some of my unique understanding of the cheats. Comprehend it for yourself. With your comprehension, it's not that difficult. "Lao Dao is obviously consuming too much true qi, and he is a little weak to speak.

Chen Fan nodded, he couldn't imagine that the old Taoist told him to use 'Crossing the Soul' to pass on martial arts to him, the 'Crossing the Soul' he had seen in an ancient book before, and the "Crossing the Soul" said by the pig itself was not harmful, but if there was too much information, it would also cause some harm to himself.

Chen Fan took a deep look at the somewhat weak old Dao, a trace of indescribable color flashed in his eyes, and before the old Dao could notice, Chen Fan immediately closed his eyes to comprehend the secret book.

The latter glanced at Chen Fan blankly, then shook his head and scolded with a smile, "Stinky boy!" and disappeared.