When night fell, the bright moon rose into the sky, and the bright moonlight quietly sprinkled down, falling on the bed through the window, shining on Ye Bufan.

Ye Bufan sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed and motionless, like an old monk.

Under the bed, he specially arranged a spirit gathering array, so the aura around his body was full of spiritual energy, and there were also spiritual stones around him, and wisps of white light continued to fly out of the spirit stones, entering his limbs and hundreds of remains, and were fully absorbed by it.

Every time other monks want to improve a realm, they need perception and chance, but Ye Bufan doesn't need it, he just needs enough aura, as for the realm perception or something, it has long been engraved in the depths of his heart, and the perception of the Immortal Emperor is not covered.

It's just that due to the strength of the body, the improvement of this strength is not endless, and within the maximum range that the strength of the physical body can bear, its cultivation can only be improved to the corresponding realm. When the strength of the physical body increases again, the cultivation will naturally increase.

It was precisely because of the constraints of factors such as physical body and spiritual power, although Ye Bufan had no obstacles when he upgraded, he couldn't take his time patiently step by step, and it took hundreds of spirit stones to spend more than two days, and his cultivation finally stabilized at the sixth layer of condensation.

"Whew!"

As another spirit stone in his hand turned into pieces, Ye Bufan let out a long breath of black gas, slowly opened his eyes, and his face showed a touch of regret, thinking that he could rush to the seventh layer of condensation in one go, and enter the late stage of condensation, but he never thought that he would not be able to take a step forward after the sixth layer.

"The main thing is that the strength of the physical body and the strength of the spiritual power can't keep up with the speed of cultivation. Ye Bufan's eyes were leisurely and he muttered to himself, "The previous body majored in cultivation and gave up the physical body, but in this life, we have to focus on cultivating the physical body, which is ...... Could it be a reincarnation?"

A strange smell instantly rushed into Ye Bufan's nose, interrupting his thoughts, and he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, of course this smell was emitted from his body. From the third layer of condensation to the sixth layer of condensation, many impurities in the body were discharged, and the skin was unconsciously covered with a thick layer of dirt.

"Whew!"

Ye Bufan's legs immediately danced like hot wheels, and in the blink of an eye, he came to a few large water tanks in the yard, looked at no one around, hurriedly took off his clothes and flew into a water tank, and then a dust removal trick smashed on his body, most of the dirt was immediately gone, and his face had become white again.

By analogy, Ye Bufan took turns bathing in the three large vats, and then cleaned the dirt on his body, and wore a capable black robe, and the whole person actually gave people a feeling of ethereal dust and mist ethereal.

"Well, my body is much more comfortable, even more comfortable than I used to feel like being a foundation building monk. ”

Looking at the three big black water tanks, Ye Bufan blinked his eyes, he was still a little uneasy in his heart, and another dust removal trick smashed on his body, this time there was no dirt flying out of his body, Ye Bufan was relieved, this is really clean.

"Buzz!"

There was a sudden violent tremor in the sea of knowledge, and in the pale space, the water rippled in the pitch-black bowl, and the water waves were vast and vast, converging into one strange pattern after another, and making one strange sound after another.

This voice was like a mysterious summoning sound, Ye Bufan immediately felt it, and couldn't help but change his complexion, is the mysterious world going to open again? Whether he can support the building and turn the tide this time is all on the mysterious world Mao Sandao.

"Whew!"

Ye Bufan's body was like the wind, he came to another room in the blink of an eye, closed all the doors and windows, and placed another prohibition, and after thinking about it, he threw a strange puppet of the same size as himself outside the door, and then he was completely relieved, and quickly sat cross-legged on the bed.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the consciousness entered the space of the sea of consciousness, a mysterious force rushed to the face, rolling the figure of consciousness to the black bowl.

"Mao Sandao, Mao Sandao, this time I have asked Lao Ye for you, if you can help me, I swear that I will definitely return you a great favor in the future!"

Muttering softly, Ye Bufan sat cross-legged beside the black bowl, then lowered his head and looked at the black bowl expectantly.

"Ding!"

This black bowl is obviously spiritual, seeing Ye Bufan coming, he decisively changed the rippling water surface to a gray screen, and then snowflakes appeared, the light was bizarre, the space was distorted, and after the strange scene, Ye Bufan saw the magical world.

The sky is full of stars, the lights are on, the lights are red and green, and the paper is drunk and golden...... This is the night scene of this world, it is very beautiful when looking down from the sky, even the well-informed Ye Bufan is amazed by it, and secretly admires it, this is the creativity of mortals.

This time, the image did not experience that drastic spatial change, probably knowing what Ye Bufan was thinking, so this time he went straight to the topic, the image went from far to near, bypassing a bustling city, and finally locked in the wilderness.

"This ...... In the wilderness, mass graves!" Ye Bufan's pupils shrank, and when he saw the wind blowing up the leaves, he couldn't help but say, "The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is the time to kill!"

"Whew!"

A dart suddenly pierced the night, pierced through the dark space, and shot at a "grave" with a pop, and the grave trembled, and scarlet blood immediately oozed from below. It turned out that these graves were covered with things on people's bodies and pretended.

These people should have engaged in ambushes, they never thought that they would be killed in front of them, and the death of that person was still silent and unknown. That dart is terrifying, it's an artifact that's even more powerful than bullets!

"This ......"

Ye Bufan's pupils contracted suddenly, he could see the scene just now clearly, there was no cultivation fluctuation, and there was no spell fluctuation, that is to say, it was a pure mortal who relied on his hand strength and skill to throw it out - one blow will kill!

"Hmm, mortals can create such terrible lethality, admire, admire!" Ye Bufan secretly gave a thumbs up, in admiration.

It's just that he is even more curious, who will be the person who sent out the powerful dart? Mao Sandao? Thinking of his obscene face and thin body, Ye Bufan shook his head decisively, it could not be him.

So the question is, since it wasn't Mao Sandao's powerful blow, who would it be? Obviously, the protagonist in this video is not Mao Sandao?

"Big brother, the old man is dead!"

A panicked voice suddenly came, and the "graves" immediately rioted, and a figure broke out of the grave, gathered together with weapons, and scanned the surroundings vigilantly back to back.

"Hmph, what a black rose, it's really a thorny rose!" An angry voice sounded in the night, "Brothers, use night vision devices, you must find that sassy girl, Lao Tzu wants her to survive, she can't die!"