In a gray space, Zhang Fan was rising and falling with the gray and black mist.

"Strange thing! How did the young master come to such a ghost place?" Zhang Fan didn't wake up when he muttered to himself. He stood up and looked around to see that there was nothing but fog here.

Zhang Fan was shocked in his heart, recalling the scene when he jumped from the cliff into the abyss, and was bullied by the shameless thief who threw down the boulder and fell into the misty abyss.

He still clearly remembers how miserable he was at that time, and the cold wind blew his fine wounds, as if he had been killed, and it hurt to the bones. At that time, he was holding Qingluo, not daring to be distracted by him, so he had to let the crushed stones and cold rain blow from the top down, and let the cold and lonely cold wind blow from the bottom up, and he was very aggrieved in his heart.

If it was normal times, the rain and gravel were just scratching Zhang Fan's itch, even the cold wind would not make Zhang Fan even frown, but Zhang Fan's situation was very bad at that time.

He was in a bad mood, suffered a lot of injuries, and most of his internal breath was consumed, he just wanted to save Qingluo, and then borrowed a little bit on the abyss stone wall, and after a few leaps, he would definitely be able to return to the stone path on the cliff, who knows which old guy was so lacking in virtue that he threw a stone from a high altitude. This made him very angry.

If he was alone, it would be fine, anyway, those things couldn't hurt him, but Qingluo's cultivation was low, as long as he was hit by a small pebble, he would suffer extremely heavy internal injuries, how could Zhang Fan be good? He was unwilling to leave Qingluo, Qingluo was his maid. is still a very obedient little Lori, this is called how Zhang Daguan can do something that is not as good as a pig and a dog. While thinking about this, he fell into the abyss with Qingluo in his arms.

He only remembered landing with himself holding Qingluo. The boulders and flowing water that came down from above turned into an inexplicable mist, and with a bleak cold wind blowing from the bottom up, he only had time to hold Qingluo in his arms, and then he didn't know anything.

Zhang Fan looked at the empty space in front of him and hissed, "Qingluo, where are you!" Obviously, he didn't get a response, and the gray space remained the same. To be precise, he did shout words in his heart, but no sound came out.

Zhang Fan remembered that he was holding Qingluo, and he couldn't be wrong. Even if Zhang Fan died, Qingluo would not leave him. He didn't even see Qingluo at this time, the little maid who was well-behaved and cute, and never asked for anything. Zhang Fan's heart was terrible. He was very worried about Qingluo's safety. He kept shouting in the gray space. Although there was no sound coming out. He walked from east to west, from south to north, and he didn't see Qingluo. Zhang Fan became more and more anxious as he walked, he didn't see the edge of space, he always seemed to stay at the original point, no matter how he walked, the bottom of the Sifang Mountain was gray.

There is nothing more frightening in the world than not seeing a way out. It's a gradual sadness, disappointment, numbness and ignorance. Murky space. There is no wind here, no clouds. There are no mountains, rivers, grasses, trees, sun, moon and stars, only an endless gray mist, to be precise, a void. Zhang Fan felt that he was the only guest here, maybe someone had been here before, and someone would come in the future, but now he was the only one who stayed here alone.

He walked for a long, long time, he never gave up, although he felt that there was little hope, he felt physically and mentally exhausted, and he felt that he might be on a road of no return, but in order to leave here and find Qingluo, he has always insisted and kept moving forward. Zhang Fan seemed to have forgotten what he was doing, and only knew to move forward numbly, as if his hope was ahead. That's right, he wants to have someone in front of him who he wants to see.

Zhang Fan has never been so tenacious, this thing looks very clumsy, just like he fell into the abyss in order to save Qingluo before, knowing that the road ahead is extinction, but he has no hesitation. He had something in his heart that he insisted on, and he didn't even have time to think about it for even a second in order to reach his goal.

Zhang Fan's journey is a road with no end, he is not happy because there may be hope ahead, nor is he depressed because there is no hope ahead, and he seems to be a little numb. However, there seemed to be someone in his heart who told him to keep going, without explaining the reason, but only telling him not to give up, and not to give up. Although there was still a gray patch around him, and there was no hope in sight, something seemed to loosen in his heart. Yes, there is indeed something inexplicable in his heart that is changing. That is, he insisted on moving forward, and he didn't have any desire, neither wanted to find Qingluo, nor did he want to find a way out, just simply moving forward, moving forward. At this time, a kind of pure persistence, he does not like things or sorrow himself, but only seeks to move forward.

With the passage of time, Zhang Fan only felt that he was exhausted and far away, numb all over his body, as if he was going to die. But he was not afraid, and kept walking forward.

At a certain moment, Zhang Fan seemed to lose consciousness, his hands and feet were swinging mechanically, it seemed that every movement was dominated by the subconscious, his brain had stopped thinking, gradually, Zhang Fan was completely unconscious, he felt that he didn't need to leave here at all, he was a part of the misty void, he had been obsessed with finding a way out, just like a man on a horse asking someone where his horse was. What he had done before seemed futile, but was it really in vain?

Zhang Fan felt that he was integrated into this heaven and earth, every breath and breath, every move could cause the wind and thunder of heaven and earth. You are one with heaven and earth, and you are heaven and earth. His breath is the breath of heaven and earth, his feelings are the feelings of heaven and earth, and his movements are the movement of heaven and earth. A qiē is so harmonious and natural. The world is turned upside down when you raise your hand, and the world hangs upside down between your hands. This is the innate nature, which is one with heaven and earth, and attracts the power of heaven and earth for its own use. The power of the individual is like the spring in the pond, and the vastness of heaven and earth is greater than the ocean.

"Innate...... Congenital ......" Zhang Fan was immersed in the space between heaven and earth, muttering to himself. Zhang Fan felt that he was this piece of heaven and earth, and heaven and earth were himself. I worked hard to find a way out, but in fact, I was a little different. How can he leave heaven and earth if he stays between heaven and earth, and if he becomes one with heaven and earth, then he will naturally leave heaven and earth.

Martial arts innate secret realm. It is to use the body as a medium, to communicate with the energy of heaven and earth with the perceptible and unpredictable thoughts in the underworld, and to turn the power of heaven and earth into its own power. Transform all things in the heavens and the earth into what you need. Innate is so simple, but countless martial artists are difficult to cross this gate. Innate is a realm of cultivation, but also a realm of the soul. Where the heart goes, it is also where the power goes. It's so wonderful!

"Whew!" Zhang Fan exhaled a breath of turbidity. He felt refreshed and unusually comfortable. Yes, he has reached the innate realm, although he doesn't understand how he got into that magical state, but he also knows that it has something to do with his fall into the abyss.

Previously. Zhu Yourao once told him that she herself had broken through the innate secret realm unconsciously, and also said that her cultivation and improvement seemed to be related to being the lord of Liangzhou. At that time, Zhang Fan was a little confused. I didn't know what I had to do to break through the innate realm, and now that I had reached the innate realm, I finally understood what the crescent princess said at that time. The innate secret realm can only be understood and cannot be spoken, and when it is reached, it is reached. If you don't reach it, you don't reach it. It's a subtle and exhilarating feeling. It's also a feeling that comes naturally.

Zhang Fan opened his eyes. I felt that my hands were still holding Qingluo, and the surroundings were a little cold, but not as cold as when I fell into the abyss before. He didn't hear the sound of running water, nor did he hear the sound of falling rocks, to be precise, he only heard his own breathing and felt the faint fragrance of Qingluo exhaling and the faint fragrance of herbs around him.

"Qingluo, Qingluo, wake up!" Zhang Fan gently shook Qingluo's petite body and called softly.

"General. You're holding the slave. Qingluo's slightly painful voice came. Zhang Fan glanced down and vaguely saw the slightly painful face and the slightly frowning brow on Qing Luoqiao's face. After he heard Qingluo's voice. He immediately relaxed his hands and sat up with Qingluo on his knees.

Qingluo looked up at Zhang Fan and asked softly: "General, that bad old man didn't say anything, he threw the slave and maid into the abyss, the slave and maid felt so cold and cold at the time, fortunately the general arrived in time, otherwise the slave and maid would really not be able to see you, woo woo ......" Zhang Fan smiled: "Qingluo, don't cry, we will settle accounts with that old guy in the future." He dared to bully my Qingluo, which is unbearable. Qingluo nodded when she heard this.

Zhang Fan asked, "Qingluo, do you know how I was brought to the cave?" Qingluo shook her head and said, "General, the slave maid is not very clear. The slave and maid only remembered that day after you killed the bad people behind your back, you were afraid in your heart, and you fell asleep. When the slave woke up, he found himself sleeping on a very warm and comfortable incense bed, and the sisters took care of the slave and maid. Just as the two of us were eating, the slave heard a shout of killing outside, and my sister went out without saying a word. Not long after, a nasty old man came in, saw the slave and maid, and without saying a word, he rudely grabbed the slave and maid and came to the edge of the cliff. When the slave heard the general's roar, he was very frightened and begged them not to hurt you, but he ignored the slave and maid. Then you roared again, and the old man threw the slave and the maid into the abyss. The slave and maid were frightened, so they cried out, and fortunately the general followed the slave and maid, although she later passed out again, but the slave and maid knew that the general was holding the slave and maid, and she was not worried, so she slept until now and woke up. Zhang Fan nodded when he heard this.

Zhang Fan glanced around and saw that he was surrounded by a purple and faint herb, and the inexplicable small flowers were in full bloom, and a faint fragrance came to his nose. He couldn't help but sigh: "This is really a treasure land, maybe this is the great calamity that will not die will have a blessing." ”

Hearing this, Qingluo looked around, and said coquettishly: "Childe, what you said is true!" Zhang Fan smiled: "This purple flower is a bit like a purple spirit flower. It is an elixir of alchemy. Generally speaking, only the hundred-year-old purple spirit flower will bloom purple flowers. It seems that we are blessed this time. Qingluo said: "General, can the Purple Spirit Flower be used for cultivation?" Zhang Fan smiled: "Yes, although the Purple Spirit Flower is not big, only nine leaves, it can refine that rare treasure-Purple Spirit Pill." The Purple Spirit Pill is one of the few pills that can make people quickly break through the innate realm, and it is also known as the Innate Pill. Now there are so many purple spirit flowers under this abyss, although I can't refine them into pills, I can make some superficial pills for you to take. In less than three days, you will be able to break through the innate realm. When the time comes, you can also use the Qi Resisting Technique like me, and we will only need half a day to leave the abyss. Qingluo said happily: "Then son, let's start picking purple spirit flowers now." Zhang Fan smiled: "Don't worry, you haven't eaten for a long time, I have some jerky here, let's eat some together to satisfy our hunger, and then pick purple spirit flowers." Qingluo nodded, and then Zhang Fan took out the dried meat and water from the bag, and the two sat among the flowers to eat and drink.

After a while, the two finished eating and drinking. Qingluo gently wiped the faint oiliness on her hands with the brocade handkerchief she carried with her, looked at the general and said, "General, let's start picking purple spirit flowers." Zhang Fan nodded, then took out a brand-new robe from the brocade bag and put it on his body, took out a few jade brocade boxes and two small swords, handed one to Qingluo, and said, "Qingluo, we only need the blooming purple spirit flower, and keep the rest." This is the tool for you. Qingluo ran over, took the small sword and jade box, and said, "Got it, general." Then he went away. Zhang Fan chuckled lightly and began to get busy. (To be continued......)