These monks came and went quickly, and the strongest disciples were all defeated with a single sword, and the others had no need to continue trying.

Several old monks brought their disciples to congratulate Gegra, who nodded in response.

After everyone left, Gegra looked at Han Fan.

"What's the matter, master?" Han Fan suddenly had a bad premonition.

I'm afraid this competition is not Gegra's meaning at all, he knows Han Fan's methods very well, and the fat man has seen it before, so there is no need to engage in this kind of thing that the result is already doomed.

If Gegra wants to test him and probe his bottom, it is definitely not at this level.

"I'll take you for a walk in the Western Underworld. ”

Han Fan's heart tightened, although he didn't know what the Western Underworld said, he knew extremely well what the Western Underworld meant.

It must be a group of ruthless people who have been fighting with the Yunyan Domain all year round, and the most powerful group of people in the Underworld.

"Zhao Yan, you just stay here, reflect on it! You disappointed me so much. Han Fan turned his head to Zhao Yan with a distressed look.

Zhao Yan was already ashamed, and when he heard Han Fan say this, he hurriedly bowed his head and said yes, swearing in his heart that he must work hard to cultivate.

In fact, it was because Han Fan had no bottom in his heart about this trip, in case he was hung up and beaten by a disciple of a big man, and Zhao Yan saw it, it would be embarrassing.

As for Gegla, he didn't care about Zhao Yan's existence at all, even if he saw at first glance that Zhao Yan had transferred to the Demon Devouring Sect, he never opened his mouth to ask Han Fan anything.

In Gegla's view, although the Fa is important, it also depends on who cultivates it.

Gegra left with Han Fan.

On the way, Han Fan opened his mouth and asked, "Master, I passed the Demon Devouring to Zhao Yan without authorization, is it okay?"

"It's okay, things outside my body, I have all the top-level magic techniques in the Western Underworld, and they also have my Demon Devouring Technique, the real powerhouse, what they are powerful is not the magic technique, but themselves. ”

Maybe Gegra himself doesn't know how much this sentence has affected Han Fan.

Of course, things that Han Fan had always felt powerful could not be shared at will, worried about leakage, so that he could dominate.

"But if the other party understands your exercises, won't they know your details?"

"All my spells and tricks have been passed down, and no one has ever thought he can be stronger than me. Gegra's voice was still flat.

Han Fan had already agreed with this, but he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, and he still had some doubts in his heart.

Gegra and Han Fan walked side by side, as if they were walking, the two stopped and stopped along the way, and Gegra introduced Han Fan to many things in the underworld that could not be seen in the vertical and horizontal domains.

In a deep valley filled with purple mist, Han Fan saw two large caves about five people high.

"Master, what's here?" Han Fan was curious.

Gegra crossed his hands around his chest, thought for a while, and said, "There should be only boogers here." ”

"Is this the nostril!?" Han Fan asked subconsciously, his voice unconsciously raised. Then he hurriedly covered his mouth, fearing that he had alarmed the beast.

Suddenly, a strong air flow gushed out from the two huge nostrils, and Han Fan was directly swept out, and with his cultivation, he couldn't even stand on his feet with all his might.

In mid-air, Han Fan glanced at it and found that the Gegra people had already avoided it.

Han Fan was blown out for almost a few kilometers, and after landing smoothly, he hurriedly ran back.

"Master, how big does it have to be?"

Gegra patted Han Fan on the shoulder, and his perspective suddenly changed, becoming a state of looking down in mid-air.

The purple mist thinned out in his eyes, and Han Fan saw the behemoth that inhabited the mist.

It was a giant beast with seven eyes, seven eyes closed, still sleeping. It resembles a cheetah, but has a purple shell that looks extremely hard, its hooves resemble those of a cat, and the soles of its feet have a thick layer of flesh.

Through the perspective provided by Gegra, Han Fan could even clearly perceive the aura that this giant beast invisibly emanated that made him tremble.

The gaze cuts back.

"Give you a little test, when it doesn't get blown away, it's passed. Gergra said.

"Huh?" Han Fan was not unwilling to improve himself, but he was just being blown around under his nostrils, which was a little disgusting.

"Rest assured, its boogers won't squirt. ”

“......”

"What if it wakes up?" Han Fan still wanted to struggle.

"It's in a dormant period, and it won't wake up for a while. ”

"Okay. ”

Gegra stepped out of the range of the airflow, took out a quaint chair and sat down, leisurely watching Han Fan being blown out and running back again.

And then it was blown out again.

At first, Han Fan thought that Gegra wanted to exercise his control over his red-gold energy, but after being blown away more than a dozen times, he gradually realized that it didn't seem to be the only thing.

The beast's breath and breath were extremely violent, but strangely he couldn't hear the slightest sound of the wind, and he found that the purple mist was not affected by the air flow at all, as if it were illusory.

Han Fan began to try to sense this air flow, but in fact, there was no peculiar smell, but he was troubled in his heart, and he always felt that it was not clean.

He found that the giant beast's one piece of one piece actually had the morality of the wind inside.

Han Fan didn't comprehend any Dao meaning, but because he had taken Qingguang Feather's Demon Pill before and gained the affinity of the wind element, he could faintly perceive some mysteries.

He remembered some of the words that Chasing the Wind had taught him in the Mental Tribulation Illusion, and now that he thought about it, he suddenly realized.

When he was blown out again, Han Fan did not run back as soon as possible, but sat on the spot and began to understand.

A strange light flashed in Gergra's eyes, "It's a little faster than I thought." ”

According to the normal situation, in terms of Han Fan's understanding, it will take at least hundreds of attempts before he can have a little understanding.

If Han Fan hadn't encountered the chasing wind.

"It's just that the road is not right, and it should be for him to hit a wall more. ”

......

Three days later, Han Fan got up, his face was full of joy, and he rushed to the nostrils of the giant beast.

Once again, it was blown away without any suspense.

Han Fan frowned, could it be that he was wrong? He sat down cross-legged again.

That's a week.

Getting up again, Han Fan rushed to his nostrils again.

Although Han Fan was blown out again this time, the distance this time was obviously much shorter than before.

"There's a play!" Han Fan tried while continuing to comprehend.

Time passed quickly, and the distance between Han Fan and Han Fan was also significantly shortened, but the further back on, the smaller the distance changed.

At one point, he had been in meditation for a month, and had only improved two meters shorter than the previous time.

One day, Han Fan bypassed the air flow and ran to Gegra's side.

"Master, I feel like I've reached my limit. ”

"What is your goal now?" asked Gergra without replying.

"Of course, it's shortening the distance again and again. Han Fan said as a matter of course.

"No, you're aiming for the wrong thing, and you're going to tell yourself that you won't be affected by the currents. ”

If Han Fan received a thunderbolt from the sky, he would stay in place.

"My previous attempts and results were actually wrong?" he asked, after reacting to it.

"Suffice it to say, I'm not asking you to strengthen your control over your own power to resist hard, nor do I want you to deepen your control of the wind elemental affinity to fight against the air flow that contains the faint meaning of the wind, but to make you feel it. ”

Han Fan couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, with his first-class understanding, he had always been smooth sailing in terms of cultivation, and he felt difficulties for the first time.

Even the old man of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion at that time boasted about how difficult the Quartet Sword Technique was, but Han Fan still practiced it, and he didn't feel that it was too complicated.

This time, Han Fan really had no clue.

"Go ahead, what is the pestle doing here. Gergra waved in disgust.

"But I don't even have the slightest idea. The previous efforts were completely denied, and Han Fan was extremely depressed.

"Then get blown away a few more times. With that, Han Fan found that he had appeared in his old position.

Han Fan was full of sorrow, and now he didn't have any thoughts in his head, and his whole state was no longer as positive as before.

Feeling the air rushing, he closed his eyes a little resignedly.