Under the ancient tree, Chu Bofan's heart was full of pride, with a slight sense of wine. The right fist was shaken by the cold dance!

I saw that he straightened up, his shoulders shook slightly, and the wine bottle he was holding was thrown into the air by Chu Bofan Huo Ran, leaving the ground ten zhang, and the spilled wine shimmered with a soft light under the moonlight.

Under the moonlight, in the lonely garden, the young man fell into a deep silence as if drunk, and the original chaotic chirping of insects also stopped at this time, and the only change was the wine jug in the moonlight, slowly and slowly rising. Everything seemed to stand still at this moment, and the only thing that did not stop was the fiery heart of the young man.

A breeze broke the eerie silence and blew up the young man's scattered green silk. The ten-foot-tall flask also began to fall at this moment!

At the moment when the wine jug just began to fall, the young man Huo Ran opened his eyes. The fingers are upside down, and their shape is like a claw, but it is not a claw! Chu Bofan's left leg quietly swiped forward, bringing up bursts of smoke and sand. At this point, the flask is nine feet off the ground!

This blow only takes people's eyes! Chu Bofan's claw shadow is like the wind, but there is no wind automatically! Every blow carries the intent of slaughter. His body had twisted into an uncanny angle, and the only thing that remained constant was his hook-like hands. At this moment, the flask is off the ground!

In the next blow, Chu Bofan Huo Ran turned his claws into fists. Unpretentious, just a punch to go. It was the sound of the crackling void that was shattered! At this moment, the flask is seven feet off the ground!

In a trance, Chu Bofan had already completed ten blows! At this moment, he fell into the previous tranquility again, but the only thing that changed was the intact wine jug in his hand, and the still dry ground under his feet.

Ten zhang, ten blows, each blow Chu Bofan is full of his own blood, although he is still young, but it is different from the past. The ten styles will be fierce, feminine, or ghostly. The difference between the ten formulas may seem small, but it is not.

"Ten changes of demon imitation, yes, you have already touched the edge of this spell, but you haven't even entered it. You have to remember that the essence of this technique is not in the word "imitation", but in the word "change". Ten, it's just the routine of the spell itself, if you can master the mystery and achieve enough cultivation, the changes of the demon beasts in this world are all in the hands of a snap of your fingers, and you can reach the end of the world. Yin Xiaozi quietly appeared, commenting on Chu Bofan's cultivation of suitable talents.

When Chu Bofan heard this, he seemed to understand a little, but he didn't seem to understand it at all. From time to time, doubts, surprises, and lost expressions flashed in his clear eyes, and in this long period of deliberation, Chu Bofan entered a wonderful artistic conception in confirming Yin Xiaozi's words with his own feelings. Ten changes in imitation of demons, I thought the word "imitation" was the essence before, but it was not. As Yin Xiaozi said, the word "change" is the subtlety of it, but it changes and changes. If "change" means its essence, then "change" meaning is naturally its sublimation!

Chu Bofan suddenly laughed, and excitement flashed on his somewhat immature face: "Hahaha, change." Change first and then change, no change and no change. Imitation is also change, change but not imitation, but change but can be imitated, changeable! wonderful, wonderful! imitation of demons ten changes, it is as simple as this, but it is so profound. Chu Bofan spoke loudly and excitedly like a madman.

The next moment, Chu Bofan Huo Ran raised his palms and turned his claws into claws, but they seemed to be claws instead of claws, like fists and not fists!

Yin Xiaozi's eyes were full of admiration: "I didn't expect this son to be able to comprehend in such a short time." The talented old man only mentioned the change of mind, but he realized his own mind. This son must not be a thing in the pool, Bo Fan? Hahaha, it is really extraordinary. Yin Xiaozi's originally calm face also became as excited as Chu Bofan.

Under the moonlit night, the young man's strange exercises flew over and over again in the lonely courtyard, and from a distance, some clear paw prints quietly appeared on the originally quiet but hard ancient trees!

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Early the next morning, Chu Bofan got up, moved his tired muscles and bones last night, and after exhaling a breath of turbidity slightly, a few somersaults rushed to the roof. At this time, daylight had not yet appeared, and the sky was as white as ever. Chu Bofan looked at this beautiful scenery, but he didn't have the slightest excitement, just nervously stared at the sun that was about to rise. After a while, a blinding light quietly appeared on the horizon, with a faint but colorful light. When Chu Bofan saw this scene, his face showed an excited look. He quickly sat cross-legged, silently running the exercises of the Ten Thousand Demon Canon Aura Realm Chapter in his heart, and the faint aura at his dantian slowly swam in his meridians. At this time, Chu Bofan closed his eyes. The ordinary sunshine in the eyes of others has a different color here in Chu Bofan. Chu Bofan continued to run the Ten Thousand Demon Classics, and a trace of purple qi suddenly surged towards Chu Bofan from the colorful sunlight. Chu Bofan's heart moved slightly, and just when he wanted to say something, the trace of purple qi flew away uncontrollably. Chu Bofan couldn't help but hold on to his mind, return to the original and turn into one, and didn't dare to be sloppy in the slightest. Cultivate methodically and silently.

At noon, Chu Bofan jumped off the roof. A trace of excitement flashed on his face, and he said: "The cultivation of this Ten Thousand Demon Classics is to absorb the purple qi in the sunlight every day to consolidate the foundation and cultivate the yuan, the so-called purple qi comes from the east, and the appearance resources of the purple qi come from this nascent sun, but for myself, a poor and white cultivator, it is a trace of gratification." Chu Bofan rubbed his legs, which were a little sore, and showed his tired body. It's noon, but I'm going out for lunch. Now that I am still cultivating the immortal realm for the first time, I have just entered the first layer of spiritual energy, and I can't open the valley yet, so I have to carry out the reincarnation of mortal grains every day according to the needs of my previous life and rest, but this is a lot of obstacles for the meticulous words that cultivators need. Thinking of this, Chu Bofan felt that his body was different from the past, and he was even more expectant and anxious about the road of cultivating immortals.

"Hey, where did you come from? I don't know if this land has been taken over by our Black Tiger Gang, which is famous in Ludan City? Where are you messing around, you don't want to inquire, and even the territory of my Black Tiger Gang dares to move? If you leave now, Lao Tzu can spare your dog's life. At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and an arrogant voice reached Chu Bofan's ears.

Chu Bofan was a little stunned, and slowly looked at the person who came.

The next moment, Chu Bofan suddenly grinned at the corners of his mouth and showed a green smile.

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