I don't know how long time has passed, Wu Fan finally felt a heart-rending pain in his body, and everything that happened before gradually became clear. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Wu Fan had already put a Wantong muscle sticker on his body before falling off the cliff, the head of the Murong family was a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage after all, and under one blow, Wu Fan was still hit hard.

At this time, the injuries on his body were even more serious than the first time he was chased and killed and he blew up the golden pill, not only did his cultivation fall to the seventh layer of condensation, but also the muscles and veins in his body were broken, and the system also fell into a deep sleep.

The only good thing is that he picked up a small life by luck, but he lacks the evolution function of the system, and his future cultivation can only rely on himself to absorb the aura step by step, compared to the cultivation speed of becoming a late-stage Jindan monk in just a few years, this time he will cultivate to the Jindan stage again, and even Wu Fan himself doesn't know how long it will take.

And the mandatory task given by the system is only two hundred years, two hundred years, from the seventh-layer cultivation of condensation to the Jindan stage, and can only rely on the ordinary spiritual roots of the four attributes to slowly absorb the spiritual energy, whether it can be achieved, even Wu Fan has no confidence in his heart.

After all, for Wu Fan, it is not a bad sin for cultivation to fall, the worst thing is that as cultivation falls to the condensation period, before advancing to the Jindan stage, there is only a longevity of more than two hundred years at most.

And more than two hundred years of cultivation from the Qi Condensation Period to the late stage of Jindan is by no means an easy task, just with the ordinary spiritual roots of these four attributes, maybe Wu Fan has not yet cultivated to the Jindan stage, he may exhaust his longevity and sit down directly.

Thinking of this, Wu Fan's face couldn't help but leak a wry smile, and a heavy sigh came out of his mouth.

Of course, there is no bottleneck in the process of cultivating back after falling into the realm, as long as there is a suitable pill to assist you when you break through the bottleneck, you can successfully advance to success, and there will be no probability of failure like other monks.

Moreover, this kind of cultivation from scratch also has a great advantage, that is, once Wu Fan really re-cultivates to the late stage of Jindan, the mana in his body will be much more majestic than that of other monks, at least more than twice that of other monks.

This can be regarded as a kind of luck in misfortune, although it almost fell, but once the cultivation is restored, there will be a earth-shaking change in strength in the future, and the mana in the body alone is not comparable to other monks at all.

Wu Fan comforted himself like this, and then his consciousness completely drowned out the sudden pain again, rolled his eyes, and passed out directly.

And just like that, a few days passed.

During this period, Wu Fan will be awake for a period of time every day, but once the injury in his body attacks, he will be in a coma again due to pain and torture, fortunately, he has been cultivating in the lava land for a long time, and his will is firm enough, if he is an ordinary person, let such a tortured death and life, whether he can persist until now, is really unknown.

After a few days of pranayama, although the injuries on his body are still serious, the time he is awake every day is getting longer and longer, so that he will not faint in pain after only a moment of soberness as at the beginning.

If the injury in the body does not recur, Wu Fan can slowly run the true element to repair the tendons and veins in the body, and once the injury starts, he can only stop, otherwise if he forcibly runs the true yuan in the body, not only will it not be of the slightest use, but due to the conflict of the injury, the tendons and veins will be completely scrapped, and he will become a mortal from then on.

On this day, Wu Fan lay on the ground as usual, slowly absorbing the spiritual energy, while secretly thinking about his future cultivation plan.

And at this moment, in a tall bush not far from Wu Fan, there was a sudden rustling sound, accompanied by a fishy pungent smell, which gradually diffused into the air.

This situation naturally frightened Wu Fan a lot, he couldn't move at all at this time, if a demon beast suddenly jumped out of this bush, even the most ordinary first-order demon beast would be enough to make him die thousands of times.

At this time, Wu Fan stared at the direction of the bushes with his two eyes, and tried his best to restrain the breath in his body, for fear that a python would suddenly rush out of the bushes, treat him as a picnic, swallow it in one bite, and from then on become the golden sand of flowers and plants in this valley.

When he was sober before, Wu Fan also had a general understanding of the environment he was in, but when his cultivation was damaged and he couldn't use his divine sense, Wu Fan could only rely on what he saw with the naked eye to roughly judge.

After he jumped from the edge of the cliff, he should have fallen into a huge valley, and the place where Wu Fan was lying at this time was a bush in this valley, for several days, Wu Fan had never seen a demon beast or anything like that in this valley, and he never thought that there would be such an abnormality today.

At this time, he stared at the bushes, his eyes did not dare to blink, and the rustling sound in the bushes became louder and louder, and after a while, there was a sudden gust of sand flying in the bushes, and then two points of red light suddenly amplified, and then a flash of inspiration appeared, and a green python about two or three feet long appeared.

As soon as this python came out, it let out a few sharp hissing sounds from its mouth, glanced back, a trace of fear flashed in its eyes, and then it didn't even look at Wu Fan more, its tail curled, and its huge body instantly turned into a blue shadow and shot away into the distance.

Looking at the frightened appearance of this python, it seems that there is something more ruthless chasing behind it, which makes this python terrified.

Although Wu Fan is now seriously injured, he can't use his divine sense to detect that the python on the opposite side is a demon beast of several levels, but judging from the aura it emits, it is at least a third-order demon beast, and his cultivation is comparable to that of a Xuanling early stage cultivator.

What's more, this python has such an eye-catching appearance, Wu Fan can recognize the origin of the other party at a glance, it is simply the famous blue shadow snake in the immortal cultivation world, it is said that this demon beast has inherited a trace of the bloodline of the ancient true spirit colorful swallowing python, so not only the defense is amazing, but the poison is even more terrifying for all the monks who see him.

And such a powerful demon beast can actually be afraid, which shows how terrifying the things chasing behind it are.

Thinking of this, Wu Fan's nerves that had just been released tightened again, his two eyes stared at the bushes, and even the concentric beats unconsciously accelerated, as if they were about to jump out of his chest, making a rapid thumping sound.

Just when Wu Fan was thinking about it, a flash of inspiration flashed again in the bushes, and a peculiar-looking little beast jumped out, as soon as this beast came out, its huge eyes just glanced at Wu Fan casually, and then it roared in his mouth, his body flashed, and he quickly shot towards the place where the giant python disappeared.

Wu Fan clearly felt that the moment the little beast looked at him, his body couldn't stand a shiver, because the eyes of this little beast were actually a deep black, and the eyes of this beast were already huge, Wu Fan only felt that all the hairs on his body stood up, and his back was already drenched in cold sweat.

At this time, seeing that the little beast also left, Wu Fan let out a sigh of relief, his chest rose and fell sharply, and he didn't feel the slightest feeling even if his nails were caught in the rocks under him, and as soon as he relaxed at this time, he instantly felt a burst of prostration in his body, and he couldn't use any strength.

"I almost scared a demon beast to death, it's really a shame to throw it at my grandmother's house. ”

Wu Fan secretly said to himself, then hurriedly closed his eyes, and began to breathe the breath in his body, only because of excessive fright, Wu Fan didn't feel it, and suddenly relaxed at this time, and instantly felt that he didn't belong to himself along with his body, and even moved his fingers, he felt difficult.