Zhang Fan silently closed his eyes, and immediately felt that his body was filled with some black gas, and his consciousness was now indistinguishable from those black air currents.

These black air currents are like one's right-hand man, and wherever you realize it, the black air currents will follow.

These air currents are clumps of energy gases, which were cultivated by Master Wang after a long period of hard work, which is also the reason why Master Wang was able to retrieve things from the air.

These black air currents are now slowly flowing in the dantian of Zhang Fan's body, emitting a trace of black fine air currents, repairing Zhang Fan's wounds.

Feeling the existence of these black air currents, Zhang Fan understood that although these air currents could be used by himself, they were also his own life talismans, and he could kill himself at any time.

Is this the source of Master Wang's strength?' Thinking of Master Wang's method of taking things from the air, Zhang Fan knew that these were the sources of strength for cultivators.

Zhang Fan pointed to a piece of wood on the ground, controlled the black in his body to fly out of his body, and said in his mouth, "Get up!"

A trace of black air overflowed from his body, and under the control of his consciousness, the piece of wood floated up and floated in midair.

After living in the valley for a long time, Zhang Fan is no longer the ignorant child he was three years ago, Zhang Fan has vaguely understood what happened to him.

At the last moment, Master Wang entered his body with his Yuan Shen and mana, but the Yuan Shen was seriously injured by Xiao Heijian's previous attack, and he failed to take himself.

In the end, he was destroyed by his own consciousness, but the black air currents on Master Wang's body were left on Zhang Fan's body, so that he could use these black air currents.

Zhang Fan didn't know if he was a monk or not, he said that he was an ordinary person, but he was able to take things from the air.

It can be said that if it is a monk, the mana he uses has nothing to do with him, it is all the black energy flow that Master Wang left in his body at the beginning, and Zhang Fan doesn't know whether these energy flows in his body are good or bad for him.

In addition to the black energy flow in his body, Zhang Fan also has a fist-sized light cluster in his brain, and it is this light group that directs those black air currents in his body, Zhang Fan knows that this is his Yuan Shen consciousness.

When Zhang Fan's consciousness leaves his body now, he no longer has the feeling of dissipation before.

Zhang Fan's Yuan Shen consciousness was quietly suspended outside his body, and he clearly saw his body, and Zhang Fan's consciousness moved and the Yuan Shen returned to his body.

When ordinary people die, their consciousness will leave their bodies and float in the air, and now Zhang Fan's consciousness can fly out of his body and look at his body, which should be called the Yuan Shen, and only the Yuan Shen will not dissipate in the air.

Maybe now I'm also a cultivator, looking at the floating wood, Zhang Fan thought in his heart. However, affected by last night's incident, Zhang Fan's excitement was not much stronger.

In the end, Zhang Fan took out the cloth bag on his body and looked at it carefully, if it wasn't for the role of the black sword and iron piece brought out of the cloth bag this time, I'm afraid he would be dead by now.

"Now it's just you with me".

After putting away the cloth bag, Zhang Fan recalled the appearance of Master Wang's flight at the beginning, and began to control the black air flow in his body to rotate slowly, transferring the energy to his feet, and then lightly touched the ground, and immediately flew up from the ground.

The airflow slid through the outside of his body and couldn't blow on his body, Zhang Fan only felt a lot more relaxed and enjoyed the process of taking off.

"Is this what it's like to fly? I'm finally in the sky!" Although he didn't fly very high, just a few feet above the ground, Zhang Fan was very excited in his heart.

However, when he first took off, Zhang Fan was still a little unaccustomed to it, and his body was staggered, but after a period of flying, Zhang Fan also got used to it.

Now that Master Wang is also dead, although no outside disciples have ever entered this valley, but sooner or later the things here will be known, Zhang Fan doesn't want to stay here any longer, so it's better to leave here early.

Zhang Fan came to the edge of the deep pool again, looking at the clear and deep water, Zhang Fan took out the cloth bag from his chest, and his face showed a deep groan.

The mysterious cloth bag in his hand was accidentally brought out of this deep pool, if he hadn't fallen into this deep pool at the beginning, Zhang Fan and Master Wang's battle might have been another result.

After all, the mysterious cloth bag in Zhang Fan's hand was obtained from this deep pool, and the little black sword that killed Master Wang was obtained by Zhang Fan from the Qiankun bag.

At the beginning, Zhang Fan didn't think of anything when he didn't step into Xiuzhen, but now that Zhang Fan knows the magic of the Qiankun bag, he naturally attaches great importance to this deep pool.

Shen Nian entered the deep pool and probed, but he didn't find anything, Zhang Fan was going to go down to see it himself.

When Zhang Fan fell into this deep pool for the first time, because he didn't practice water skills, he almost drowned in this deep pool, and was finally rescued by the big cow.

But now Zhang Fan is fundamentally different from the original duck, Zhang Fan can now fly in the sky, let alone enter this deep pool.

If a cultivator falls into the water and drowns, then it's probably the best joke in the world.

Zhang Fan held his breath and condensed, and the black air flow in his body gushed out again, forming a thin layer of mana shield outside his body, holding the little black sword in his hand, Zhang Fan jumped into the deep pool.

The water in the small pool was not deep, and Zhang Fan quickly sank to the bottom of the small pool, and the soles of his feet stepped on the silt at the bottom of the river.

Because of the blockage of the mana shield, the water flow could not get close to Zhang Fan's body, and the area at the bottom of the pool was only more than two zhang wide, so Zhang Fan could clearly see the situation around the bottom of the pool.

The bottom of the pool was covered with a layer of silt, and after carefully scanning the bottom of the pool for a long time, Zhang Fan didn't see anything, the entire deep pool was empty and there was nothing.

This is really beyond Zhang Fan's expectations, this deep pool now seems to be just an ordinary pool, and there is nothing surprising at all.

So how did this cloth bag come about, did it appear here for no reason?

Zhang Fan was puzzled, and once again carefully searched in the deep pool for a long time, and determined that there was nothing in the deep pool, so Zhang Fan had to give up.

Zhang Fan stopped looking, and flew back after floating from the bottom of the deep pool.

Master Wang once said that only Xiuzhen disciples practiced in the valley, and outer disciples and ordinary people were not allowed to wander in the valley.

Moreover, Zhang Fan knew that he was actually a half-hung monk, which was not the same as those cultivation disciples who were born with spiritual roots.

To be on the safe side, Zhang Fan still took out two pieces of clothes from Master Wang's room, these clothes were gorgeous robes, which were the clothes of the inner disciples. If you meet someone, you won't have much trouble.

Zhang Fan put on the clothes of Master Wang's inner disciple, and when it was dawn, the early morning sun shone into the valley, and the sky was just dawning, and the whole valley was full of coldness.

came to Wang Hao's tomb and bowed to Wang Hao's tomb, looking at the wooden sign he erected for Wang Hao, Zhang Fan's mood was a little complicated.

Seeing the injury, Zhang Fan still remembered the scene when the three of them came, but now Da Niu and Wang Hao stayed here forever, and only one of the three went back, and life in the valley was like an extremely real dream.

Nothing can be changed now, Zhang Fan was silent in front of the tomb plate for a while, sighed, and strode out of the valley.

When he walked out of the valley, he looked back at the whole valley again, as if he wanted to imprint the whole valley in his heart.

"Senior Brother Dumb, Brother Da Niu, Wang Hao, goodbye!"

Retracting his gaze, Zhang Fan immediately turned around and walked out towards the path at the mouth of the valley, this time, no one stopped Zhang Fan anymore.

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