From the time Lin Fan entered the cave to the present, nearly a month has passed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Zhao Yunlong wanted to go into the cave several times to see if Lin Fan had an accident, but the occasional sound of muscles and bones made him dispel the idea of disturbing Lin Fan's retreat.

It was just the moon that was on the head, and Zhao Yunlong sat cross-legged on the ground as usual, placing the gentian gun horizontally on his thigh. In his life, the most refined and confident is probably this marksmanship. His way of being a grandmaster is in this marksmanship, and he always thinks so.

Originally, I thought that Lin Fan would not come out today, but a dull sound attracted Zhao Yunlong's attention.

A voice came from the cave.

"Brother Zhao, get out of the way!"

When Zhao Yunlong heard this, he immediately got out of the way from the entrance of the cave.

At the moment when Zhao Yunlong got out of the way, a red light flashed, followed by billowing smoke and rubble. The rubble shot into the big tree in front of the cave and embedded it three inches deep.

Zhao Yunlong came back to his senses, moved himself, and followed the traces of the red light to the lake.

The moonlight is not too bright, and the sparkling reflection on the surface of the lake is just like a landscape painting.

Lin Fan is in the painting, and his crystal body is full of lines. When Zhao Yunlong found him, he had already finished washing.

With a light jump, he jumped from the lake to the shore.

"Brother Lin, are you in the dark?" Zhao Yunlong said in surprise when he saw this.

"Yes, this time it is thanks to this blood dragon ginseng that I have saved a lot of time. Lin Fan smiled faintly.

Zhao Yunlong is one of the few people who knows that Lin Fan is really the realm and Lin Fan's intentions, and at this moment, seeing that Lin Fan has actually entered the dark energy, he still doesn't know that Lin Fan has reached the consummation of the bright energy. As a martial artist, Zhao Yunlong was very curious about Lin Fan's theory of the limits of the human body. Few people wonder why a state should be that way, rather than being regulated by other standards. This is probably the drawbacks of the Chinese martial arts world for thousands of years, those who have achieved average results often pursue the former path, and after reaching the end, it is the end. And those who have achieved extraordinary achievements have mostly gone out of their own way. Achievements are average, ten people can get five or more, and extraordinary achievements, less than one out of ten, or even less. Therefore, although there are many Chinese martial artists, there are not too many people who can really be said to be promising.

"I wonder if Brother Lin can tell me the ultimate power of the human body?" Zhao Yunlong was curious about this thing.

"Hehe, it's almost the same as I predicted before, the power of the human body's limit is exactly the number of thirty-six Tiangang, that is, the power of thirty-six oxen. Lin Fan replied.

"Thirty-six bulls?!" Zhao Yunlong was stunned, he was also talented when he was bright, breaking through the limit of the power of the twelve oxen of ordinary people, and it was not until the power of the thirteen oxen that he broke through the dark energy. Over the years, with the improvement of the realm, more and more of the eight veins in the body have been dredged, and Zhao Yunlong's strength has also been enhanced, but it has only increased to the power of the Eighteen Ox, which is only half of Lin Fan's now!

"This is really ......" Zhao Yunlong didn't know what to say.

"Hehe, Brother Zhao, how long have I been in retreat?" Lin Fan asked.

"It's been almost a month. Zhao Yunlong replied truthfully.

"A month? It's really troublesome Brother Zhao. Lin Fan also knows that Zhao Yunlong's identity can protect the Dharma for a month, which is very difficult, as the chief instructor of the special forces in the army and a major general, how many holidays can he have all year round?

"Although I serve in the army, I am also a martial artist, and Brother Lin's success has given me a lot of inspiration. This month is not in vain. Zhao Yunlong said with a smile.

"Oh, then congratulations to Brother Zhao for finding his way. Lin Fan glanced at Zhao Yunlong and found that he was clear and determined, which was very different from his previous confused appearance. The grandmaster, the clear will, the clear heart, the clear way. Zhao Yunlong has already begun to take on the appearance of a grandmaster.

"Brother Lin has finished his retreat, so Zhao is also leaving. After a month away from the army, it's time to go back. Zhao Yunlong said.

"That being the case, then Lin will not delay Brother Zhao. If you need Lin's help with something, you can come to Weicheng to find me. It's useless for the blood dragon to participate in me, this blood dragon ginseng, Brother Zhao will accept it. Lin Fan clenched his fists and said to Zhao Yunlong.

Zhao Yunlong laughed, not pretentious, took the blood dragon ginseng, and also hugged his fists; ”

"Farewell!" Lin Fan smiled at him.

The two parted in the mountains, one facing east and the other facing west, and each departed.

It has been a month and a half since Lin Fan left Weicheng, and although the emergency phone has never rang, he has not seen Lin Mengxue and Lin Yubing with his own eyes, and Lin Fan can't settle down in his heart.

After refining and refining qi and turning light into darkness, Lin Fan's body underwent tremendous changes. Unlike ordinary martial artists, generally speaking, martial artists' strength is accumulated over time, and the control of their own strength has long become proficient in life. At least you won't crush your cup when you drink water or tear the door when you open the door because of the excessive use of force. However, Lin Fan's strength skyrocketed to thirty-six bull strength because of the blood dragon ginseng, and he only consolidated the realm in the cave, and did not have too much practice in the control of his own strength. So he chose to separate from Zhao Yunlong here, firstly, so that Zhao Yunlong could go back as soon as possible, and secondly, he wanted to cross the mountains and get used to his soaring strength in it.

The whole body was complete, Lin Fan only felt that there was endless strength in his body, and he ran in the mountains and forests, all the way west. At the beginning, Lin Fan couldn't perfectly control his own strength, and his feet stepped out, often one deep and one shallow, and his body collided with the surrounding trees, and the trees either broke off or fell. In short, the first part of Lin Fan's road was like being crushed by a herd of wild boars, and it was a mess and unsightly.

Time flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it is half a month. Lin Fan has been familiar with his physical strength in the mountains and forests for half a month, and in half a month, although he can't make his control reach the subtle realm, his control of his own strength has also reached a height that is difficult for ordinary people to reach.

Weicheng.

The clothes on his body have been worn out during this time, and Lin Fan is no different from a beggar at the moment. Lin Fan planned to go home first, change his clothes and then go to see Yang Xiaofeng.

Suddenly, a roar came closer, almost instantaneously, as a sports car slammed into the sidewalk. At this time, the traffic light happened to turn red, and a little girl in the middle of the zebra crossing froze in stunned place, as if she had been frightened by the roar of the sports car.

Lin Fan's eyes tightened, and he stepped on it hard, and his body bounced out in one fell swoop, blocking in front of the little girl.

The sports car crashed towards Lin Fan at an unabated speed, not taking Lin Fan's life in his eyes at all.

"Hmph!" Lin Fan shot out angrily.