Straightening his chest, Lin Fan walked on the stone steps down the mountain with a smile on his face.

I felt countless stares staring at me behind me, and my heart was full of joy.

Pretending to be X is a kind of learning, and it is also a kind of realm.

As Lin Fan, who has hundreds of years of experience, is familiar with this and has a lot of attainments.

When I was a mecha back then, whenever I won a battle, I would raise my arms like a human and dress up.

Because humans like this kind of hero who pretends to be X, of course, the proportion must be just right, otherwise he will become a stupid X like Wu Qianshu.

Fame can not only make people jealous, but it can also attract the attention of the elders of the Flying Immortal Sword Sect.

In this world where there are thousands of avenues and my generation is alone, Lin Fan can get a certain amount of protection and a peaceful cultivation time.

Now, what he lacks most is enough time to grow, and once he has full wings, he will be able to fly high.

At the beginning, he was pretending in the Purple Qi Pavilion, and it wasn't until he found one that he could pretend that he couldn't pretend, and he made a decisive move, and now it seems that this effect is really excellent.

Hundreds of purple flames were swallowed by him in one gulp, and even his extremely strong body was very reluctant.

Don't look at his smile at this time, in fact, the scales and armor have already appeared under the sword robe of the Hundred Battles, and the flesh and bones of the whole body are desperately suppressing the purple flame in the body.

From time to time, clusters of scorching flames rushed into his mouth in his abdomen, and he swallowed them again with difficulty.

Lin Fan closed his lips tightly and walked down the mountain quickly, just for fear of being seen by others.

Since it is pretending, there is a price to pay.

Dozens of elites from the two factions looked at each other at this time, their facial muscles stiffened, and they couldn't help but feel a complex feeling of admiration, jealousy, despair, and helplessness when they looked at Lin Fan who was going away.

Wu Qianshu and Zhang Yueyu were even more blushing, especially Wu Qianshu's shouting in order to highlight himself at the end was still lingering in everyone's ears.

In an instant, he was crushed by Lin Fan like a clown, and the color that could drip blush on his cheeks went down the crotch where his cheeks could be extended.

The world says that there is a Lian Ben Hu, and at this time, Wu Qianshu actually appeared in a thousand Lian Ben Hong.

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.

Lin Fan pointed his toes on the ground, his body was like a sharp arrow, galloping and jumping like a flying horse on the stone steps in the mountains, ignoring everything in front of him, and the sound of his body breaking through the air sounded like a roar.

After a few regrets, he disappeared at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, the people who were still standing at the peak of the Purple Qi Pavilion let out a long breath of stuffy breath suppressed in their chests.

Zhang Yueyu's blushing face gradually recovered, and she pretended to be relieved and said: "Sure enough, the young hero, after a few years of penance, I am afraid that he will be able to compete with you and me, so good, he is a talent!"

Wu Qianshu also said on the side at this time: "Brother Lin Fan likes to play around, he is afraid that you and I will absorb all those purple flames, so he used the secret method to take the lead, hey, if he had said earlier, what if you and I gave these purple flames to him, it is really a young man!"

After speaking, he shook his head slightly, looking like he couldn't bear to blame.

It seemed that Wu Qianshu's words worked, and a group of elites began to flatter each other.

"Senior brother, you can still get two wisps of purple flames, senior brother is really admired!"

"Hehe, where, where, senior brother, don't you also have three wisps of purple?

At this time, outside the Purple Qi Pavilion, the atmosphere was warm, and the embarrassing atmosphere just now was swept away, and all kinds of flattering words came and went.

Mei Hanxue stood beside an ancient pine on the top of the mountain, her face laughing at herself.

I thought I was a proud snow plum, but I thought I was just a layman.

Lin Fan also had a word of suffering at this time, and as soon as he returned to his valley, he fell to the ground, and the big sword in his hand rolled aside.

At the corner of Lin Fan's mouth, whose face was flushed, a trace of purple flames slowly overflowed.

Zhang Lei, who was still running with stones in the valley, saw Lin Fan fall to the ground, hurriedly threw away the boulder and surrounded him.

Shen Jinghua grabbed Lin Fan's arm and helped him up, and several cheeks with eager and concerned faces just stepped forward.

At this time, Lin Fan finally couldn't suppress the purple flame in his body, opened his big mouth, and a fierce mouthful of flame erupted.

The purple flame was like a pillar, and it swept over the heads of several people in an instant, and after a few frightened screams, five round bald heads appeared in front of Lin Fan.

Lin Fan's blood-red face eased, and he looked at the five people who had their hair burned by the flames seriously, and pretended to say, "Go and invent the Zhi, I think it's feasible!"

Raising his hand, he pointed to the purple flame that fell on a rock not far away and said: "This flame is the Great Sun Purple Qi that the Purple Qi Pavilion has only gathered in ten years, I have taken a lot of effort to bring it back to you, don't be stunned, while the purple flame has not disappeared now, let me absorb it quickly, this will have unimaginable benefits for your physical body!"

Guo Jiaxing touched his bald head with his hand and whispered: "Fortunately, I am bald, and I used to shave before I came here, and the senior brother actually used this method to inspire others, it seems that I am on the right path to shave."

Lin Fan raised his hand to pick up the big sword, ignoring the five people who were sitting in front of the purple flame with bare heads and cultivating in front of the purple flame.

Striding to the rock in front of the blue water pool, he sat down and absorbed the purple flame in his body attentively.

This sitting, Lin Fan actually spent more than half a month.

Every day, Zhang Lei and the others would watch Lin Fan in cultivation from a distance, and then they would go to the purple flame to absorb it carefully, after all, this purple flame was very domineering.

After half a month of non-stop absorption, the purple flame was slowly divided by the five, and the once fair skin now became dark.

The muscles of the body are bulging, the boulders on the shoulders are replaced by larger ones, and everyone can walk in the valley as if they were flying.

In the middle of the half moon, Lin Fan's body became more and more white as jade, and there was a faint purple aura three feet above his head.

The muscles that once resembled an iron ball gradually disappeared, and the body returned to its former slenderness.

Every day, a stream of black clothes will be sprayed out of the mouth and nose, and after half a month, the black smoke disappears, and only a thick purple gas circulates back and forth in the mouth and nose.

A faint fragrance emanated from Lin Fan's body, Zhang Lei and the others looked at Lin Fan, whose cheeks were like jade, and they were secretly surprised: "Senior brother's skin is like a jade body, and his body is full of pure yang purple qi on the top of his head, and he breathes back and forth between his mouth and nose, this can't be a cultivated body!"

Just when the morning glow came out of the clouds on the sixteenth day, Lin Fan's eyes that had been closed for half a moon suddenly opened.

In the eyes of Zhang Lei's five people, a purple lightning shot out in Lin Fan's eyes, and his black pupils turned purple.

The purple qi gathered above Lin Fan's head was suddenly absorbed from the Baihui acupoint above his head, and Lin Fan's black hair suddenly turned into a head full of purple hair.

The windless purple hair fluttered like countless smoke swirling in the sky above Lin Fan.