The latest chapter of "Swallowing the Heavens"...

In the next few days, they were all pulling out the blood soul threads for the people nearby during the day, resting at night, and all the people who heard about it were treated in good health and health for three days, and everyone was full of praise for Qin Fan and Xia Pin, and some people even privately learned from Lao Wang's mouth that Qin Fan and Xiaopang were immortals.

Since then, there have been two more little immortals in Xiaowang Village, but they have spread from far and near, and the patients after that have not appeared more serious than A-Ying, most of them are only in the superficial stage, and even Xiaopang can be easily removed.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye, and the blood soul silk in Qin Fan's hand has grown to a thickness of three inches, like a flowing small snake, looking at the blood soul silk in his hand that is constantly trembling, Qin Fan's eyes can't help but flash a cold light.

The pain when he first treated Ah Ying was still vivid, and the act of using a living person to condense the blood soul silk made Qin Fan can't help but feel a surge of killing intent in his heart.

Xiao Pang, who was sitting cross-legged opposite Qin Fan, asked a little depressedly: "Xiao Fan, did you say that the person behind the curtain really came back?"

"Definitely!" A cold glint flashed in Qin Fan's eyes, and he said: "Each blood soul silk will store a trace of the caster's divine soul mark, we have collected so many blood soul silks, I'm afraid that the spell caster himself will be affected to a certain extent, how could he not come to retrieve his things?"

Qin Fan was right this time, the caster had already discovered it when Qin Fan fused the last trace of blood soul silk into a ball.

In the old cave, a thin old man in an evil red suit, a touch of vulture flashed in his eyes, and his eyes seemed to have penetrated through the space and descended directly to Xiaowang Village, sensing carefully, the old man suddenly smiled coldly, and with a movement of his hands, a red shadow walked out from behind him.

There was only a simple touch of red, and it could barely be seen that it was a red figure, and after coming out, he knelt on one knee, and a voice like metal rubbing sounded: "What does the master command?"

"You go to the extreme north to find out the situation over there, if you meet a master, don't do it, if someone inadvertently destroys my **, you can help me and sacrifice his soul!"

And the blood shadow no longer knows when it will disappear.

Qin Fan and Xiaopang didn't know anything about this time, looking at the blood soul silk that was constantly shaking around his arm, Qin Fan's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he casually flipped it into the space ring and sealed it, and said to Xiaopang: "Since he hasn't appeared yet, we just made a mistake in the sword technique!"

Hearing this, Xiaopang's face became bitter, and he said with some complaints: "I've been in this place for three days, and I haven't even realized my fart, so it can't be fake!"

"Little fat," Qin Fan couldn't help but stare at him, and said, "The old village chief has already explained this matter, the art of the imperial sword relies on understanding, how can you comprehend it if you don't care every time!"

"Hmm!" Xiao Fat covered his face and said helplessly: "I'm afraid of you, the master is no more, and you will become my second master again." ”

Qin Fan winked at Xiaopang with a wicked smile and said, "That's it, before leaving, the master asked me to urge you!"

“......。 The little fat who wanted to say something finally just nodded a few lips and didn't say anything, pouting and saying, "Then let's start to enlighten, I really hope that this sword art can be epiphany overnight!"

Looking at the chubby appearance, Qin Fan couldn't help but chuckle, and with a wave of his hand, a white jade book had already appeared in his hand, which was the first volume of "The Art of Imperial Sword" given to the two by the old village chief.

With the input of the true yuan, the jade book was automatically suspended in the air, and white light radiated out, and gradually the entire stone room was covered with white light, and Qin Fan stopped transporting the true yuan.

His hands were sealed, and he slowly closed his eyes, and only the sound of two people's long breathing could be heard in the quiet stone room.

This secret room is the old village chief's private secret room, which can completely isolate any information from the outside world, and it is a good place for retreat, which is also the reason why Qin Fan dares to comprehend the jade book unscrupulously.

The white light was pervasive, invading Qin Fan's body with a mysterious aura, at this time, Qin Fan's primordial spirit had gradually transformed into cyan, but Qin Fan, who was staying in his sea of knowledge, was a little bored.

In fact, long ago when he first consulted the Jade Book, Qin Fan had already comprehended some of his own things, and the first volume of "The Art of Imperial Sword" did not have many cultivation methods, but the most recorded ones were similar to the general outline.

However, this point is very useful to Qin Fan, and many things that he didn't understand before have gradually understood that the essence of the sword art lies in three levels: the sword with the body, the sword with the heart, and the sword with the god.

Qin Fan was not very interested in this, but the technique of turning into a rainbow was rarely powerful.

Originally, it was used to increase the speed of the sword, but after Qin Fan's experiment, he found that it could not only be used on the sword, but also its own speed could be accelerated as long as the true element operated according to certain rules. The technique of turning rainbows and the feather of shadow escape are exciting to think about.

Yuan Shen unconsciously strolled in the sea of knowledge, Qin Fan thought a little bored: "I don't know how Chubby has perceived, if he can comprehend the technique of turning rainbows, it will be a big improvement!"

At this time, Qin Fan's primordial spirit was no longer shining with starlight, but emitted bursts of cyan light, Qin Fan could clearly feel that he was getting more and more compatible with the cyan jade plate hidden in the primordial god, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse, he sighed lightly, Qin Fan could only let the situation develop.

Recently, although the true yuan has not been greatly improved, it is better than before in terms of condensation, and at this pace, it is estimated that within a year or two, you will be able to set foot in the later stage of foundation building. Thinking about his own business secretly, Qin Fan stretched out his hand to scoop up a trace of white mist in the sea of knowledge.

"Hmm!" Qin Fan's eyes suddenly crossed a touch of fine light, just now, Qin Fan found that the white light emitted by the jade book seemed to be helpful to the body of the primordial god, and the unbeliever grabbed it again, feeling the white mist in his hand being continuously absorbed, Qin Fan finally affirmed his conclusion.

The white mist emitted by the jade book can not only make people perceive, but also condense the Yuan Shen, Qin Fan's eyes flashed with a touch of surprise, and he sat down cross-legged at the moment, the Yuan Shen's hands were sealed, and his little face was full of solemnity.

At first, there was only a trace of white mist surging towards Qin Fan, and then there were more and more white mist, gradually drowning Qin Fan's primordial spirit in it, while the little fat on the side exuded Dao star rays all over his body, and obviously entered a deep level of comprehension.

Time flies by ...... imperceptibly.