"That's it, go back and ask the master, and you can see if what this person said is true or false. ”

Fang Yan's expression kept changing, the old man came and went in a hurry, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Fang Yan closed his eyes and began to adjust his body. If you are in a different place, you should be cautious. If the previous battle of life and death brought anything to Fang Yan, then adjusting his state to the best at any time was his biggest gain in this battle.

His body can be said to be terrible now, and the drying up of qi and blood all over his body makes Fang Yan feel weak from time to time. He gritted his teeth and sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to operate the five blood orifices, slowly returning his meridians to their places.

What the old man said was true, he did transfer most of the qi and blood in his body, and the blood in his body had wilted a lot because there was no qi and blood replenishment, and every time he turned, it would bring intense pain.

Fang Yan gritted his teeth and quickly pointed at the void, fortunately, his divine sense was only much weaker because of the burning of qi and blood, and it was not so bad that he could not use it. In a flash of light, the storage magic weapon appeared, and was grabbed by Fang Yan in his hand.

Divine sense probed, and something was suddenly held in Fang Yan's hand, it was a sachet, which was the powder of the fire dragon branch.

The Fire Dragon Branch, the heavenly and earthly treasure of the Hundred Demon Forest, has great benefits for the cultivation of the Fire Dao, and it is also a powerful medicinal material. And after Fang Yan's cultivation reached the fifth layer of the Blood Gathering Falsehood, what the Dao Scar was close to was the Fire Dao!

Dao marks, the strange existence between heaven and earth, whether it is the refining body flow or the refining qi flow, will be displayed after the first small realm reaches the fifth layer, which can be said to be a watershed, dividing the strength and weakness of the condensation period.

Since Dao marks are the power of heaven and earth, they are naturally close to the five elements that make up the natural world, namely metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. For example, a practitioner who is close to the earth path will not reject the earth path mantra in addition to the Tao mantra he originally practiced.

Of course, there are also cultivators who only cultivate Dao marks and achieve a generation of great powers, and that is the elemental flow. Elemental stream cultivators do not have immortal power and qi and blood, but completely rely on Dao marks to cultivate and rely on elemental Dao to fight.

At this moment, Fang Yan did not hesitate to shake the powder into his mouth, his eyes turned red in an instant, he wanted to use the medicinal properties of the fire dragon branch to restore his qi and blood.

In the body, the powder turned into the fire dragon branch spread rapidly, and gradually, a tingling sensation came from the broken meridians, and the original wound began to recover.

However, the pain caused by recovery was even more intense, and Fang Yan only felt a flame burning in his body, and a large amount of sweat was secreted from his body.

Fang Yan gasped, but he didn't say anything. There was a ruthlessness in his bones, even if he didn't find it himself, but it was contained in the bits and pieces of his life for a long, long time. This is a family, a sect, and it was born out of encounters again and again.

An hour had passed, but it seemed like a century to Fang Yan. After a long time, he was spread on the ground, and a large amount of steam was coming out of his body. With the help of the Fire Dragon Branch, he was able to restore all the displaced organs and meridians, but it still took a period of cultivation for his qi and blood to recover.

If I had known this, I wouldn't have burst into blood in the first place. Fang Yan smiled bitterly, and after slowing down for a while, he slowly got up.

First took out a new set of clothes from the storage magic weapon, after all, his clothes were damaged in the previous battle and could not be seen. After changing, he touched his chest, but the beads still didn't react at all, which made Fang Yan dispel his intention to absorb the qi and blood of foreign objects to restore his cultivation.

There is no way to stay here, and I don't know if the old man will come back, and if he comes back crazy and regards himself as an enemy, Fang Yan asked himself if he was not his opponent. He began to walk out of the cave.

As soon as he took two steps, Fang Yan stopped, and at a glance he saw the copper pillar that was diagonally inserted into the ground. As he fell into the foot of the mountain, the copper pillar also fell, and when he was unconscious, he was inexplicably separated from Fang Yan, and the chains on it were rusty, and it was difficult to connect it with the robbery of the magic weapon at that time.

Fang Yan hesitated for a moment, picked up the copper pillar again, and suddenly a feeling of Mount Tai pressing the top appeared. This copper pillar Fang Yan was naturally reluctant to drag it, after all, many people looked like it was just an ordinary pillar, and it would reduce their speed.

If it weren't for the chains above, Fang Yan could be mobilized, he really wanted to discard them. The chain could already be used for one-tenth of it under the impetus of Fang Yan's fifth-layer cultivation of blood gathering, and the origin was mysterious, Fang Yan decided to take it with him after thinking about it. As soon as he touched the pillar, the chains on it were instantly wrapped up solidly, Fang Yan smiled bitterly and carried it forward.

However, his body had just recovered, and it could be said that it was difficult to move with the bronze pillar on his back, so Fang Yan could only move slowly with a limp. The cave was not deep, and Fang Yan quickly walked out.

A ray of sunlight shone on Fang Yan's face. The outside world was empty, crows were circling and chirping in the sky, weeds were overgrown all around, and occasionally a gust of wind blew and rolled up clouds of sand and dust on the ground, and this place was like a basin, and the cliffs were full of mountain thorns. Fang Yan was stunned, "When did there be such a place under Qingshan?"

Fang Yan has stayed in Luohua City since he was a child, and Qingshan has naturally been here. Although there are many mountains, he has no impression of this area at all.

"I think it's because the West District is close to the border of Lanzhou, and it's far away from Luohua City, so I haven't noticed it. Fang Yan muttered to himself.

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Fang Yan walked cautiously, he was in a different place, his cultivation was lost, and he had to be vigilant. He picked up a twig from the ground and held it to his chest on guard.

Fang Yan walked forward slowly, often taking two steps, he had to look back around, and gradually, his nervousness partially subsided, replaced by curiosity. After all, Fang Yan is only sixteen years old this year, and he is a child, always full of novelty about unfamiliar things. He looked east and west, and unconsciously walked more than 20 miles.

As he continued to advance, the shadows of some trees also loomed, and Fang Yan slowly stepped on the grass. Suddenly, the sole of Fang Yan's foot crushed a branch, and the warning came to his heart for no reason, he hurriedly rolled, and with a "whoosh" sound, a sharp arrow shot down from the trees on the side, and the tip of the arrow flashed with a sharp cold light.

Fang Yan's cold hair exploded, his body had not yet recovered, and his divine sense was also in a weak state, and in a hurry to resist, the arrow slashed through Fang Yan's body and stuck diagonally on the ground.

Fang Yan held the ground with one hand, his body was cut several meters away, and the clothes on his arm were torn open by arrows, and blood was faintly oozing out. After his cultivation was weakened, Fang Yan's physical strength was not as strong as before, but he didn't care about wiping it, and raised his eyes to look at the tree with a solemn expression.

On the vigorous trunk of the tree, a figure slowly stood up from the branch, it was a middle-aged man with dark skin, a burly physique, bright eyes, and a body of animal skin. Strangely, his face was engraved with red lines, which spread all the way to his neck, and an aura of savagery and rage came.

Fang Yan's expression froze, "What a rough man, why are you dressed like this?" Fang Yan grew up in the city since he was a child, and the people he saw, whether they were shopkeepers or peasant children, were all well-dressed. Even within the Flower Bone Sect, the disciples also wore uniform robes, except for those who were unruly like their own masters. Dahan has never seen this kind of dress.

I only heard the big man scream and say something in his mouth, but Fang Yan couldn't understand a word, "Could it be that this is an indigenous!" Fang Yan pondered.

I have seen in the books that the natives, those who live in the land and live in them, and those who do not live in the migrants. These people often live in remote locations. Although Falling Flower City is also some years old, it is nothing compared to the places where these indigenous people live.

The place where they lived had existed for a long time, and the primitive customs were still retained, looking at the appearance of this rough man, Fang Yan confirmed eight points in his heart.

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Seeing that Fang Yan ignored himself, the rough man was suddenly furious, he was holding a bow in his hand, and the bow was also full of red lines, and he opened his bow and shot an arrow.

Fang Yan's expression was serious, the aura emanating from this bow was by no means ordinary, he hurriedly turned his body, the sharp arrow was like light and shadow, and pulled out a white horse, Fang Yan narrowly and dangerously dodged this blow.

The rough man shot a few more arrows, Fang Yan relied on his combat experience to skillfully dodge them, and after a few rounds, the rough man was furious. I saw him retract his bow behind his back, jumped up, and rushed towards Fang Yan after falling to the ground.

Seeing the situation, Fang Yan waved his arm, collided with the rough man, and between his fists and palms, Fang Yan's face changed, and his body suddenly flew out upside down.

"Such a strong body?" Fang Yan shook. The rough man's punch was full of brute force, and it was full of a sense of rage, and his strength was actually suppressed at a disadvantage.

Seeing this, the rough man suddenly came to his senses, with a smug smile on his face, and slammed towards Fang Yan.

The two sides fought for dozens of rounds, and Fang Yan gradually ran out of strength. I just recovered a little, the qi and blood in my body are insufficient, the man's moves are strange, he gritted his teeth and insisted, after all, he was not an opponent, and he was captured by a rough man.

Seeing that Fang Yan was caught by himself, the man was overjoyed, he danced back and forth, turned around and found a long rattan, tied Fang Yan up with the copper pillar behind him, and dragged him to the ground towards the center of the basin.

To be continued