Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 409 Why Are You Playing Self-Mutilation?
There are still wet bloodstains on the arm, but the jade pendant has already begun to mend the wound.

If you practice boxing a thousand times, you will see its meaning.

After Fan Chengfeng regained his strength, these words kept echoing in his mind, and he waved his arms, feeling much faster than usual.

Fortunately, the effort is directly proportional to the harvest, otherwise Fan Chengfeng would really want to cry today.

Thinking about the previous situation, I still have a little fear in my heart.

Squeezing the internal force in the dantian crazily, as a result, I didn't have the heart to control it at all, causing the meridians to swarm around like a flood.All the meridians are already riddled with holes. If it weren't for the new students who were broken and then erected at the last moment, most people might basically be useless in this life.

Those are the meridians. If your meridians are broken, how can you cultivate your inner strength?
Although Fan Chengfeng was wasting some special products from Runeterra at most, but those things were hard-won.

As the air from the jade pendant slowly entered his body, his whole body felt warm, so Fan Chengfeng simply leaned against the big tree.

Both arms hang down limply.

Fan Chengfeng had punched a thousand times in a row before, and every time he felt that he couldn't hold on, there was always an inexplicable voice in his mind.

Throw your fist and swing it with all your strength.

After breaking through the limit, Fan Chengfeng will definitely not have the same accident as today when he throws a punch next time.

The 5 yuan handling fee for the growth-level skills is not a pitfall. After tonight, he can guarantee that his combat effectiveness must have improved a lot.

"The reason why this ghost hand is a growth-level skill but has no formulas is that it is just some practice experience summed up."

Yes, it just wants to tell Fan Chengfeng that no matter what he does, he can constantly break through in the face of adversity.

For example, the speed of your punches!

"However, I usually don't have that much time."

Fan Chengfeng let out a miserable laugh, and now he just punched a thousand times, and with his knees, he knew there must be another ten thousand or one hundred thousand times.In Guishou, there is no limit, only continuous transcendence.

If you still can't take that step, then you have to break and build.

Just like tonight.

Otherwise, what about growth?
Fan Chengfeng felt that he had found the correct way to open the ghost hand, and was very excited. If he continued to practice, it would definitely work even if he came into contact with cultivation in the future.

The time displayed on the phone is already past five o'clock, and the sky will turn gray in a short time. Thinking of the original plan, Fan Chengfeng can only chuckle, "You're lucky, old boy."

Which old boy?
At this stage, there is only Qin Liqun.

Neither Zhou Wanru nor Su Yating came back yet, so Fan Chengfeng simply chose to take a nap in the Taoist temple.

The surrounding aura was still continuously pouring into Fan Chengfeng's body, complementing the jade pendant to help Fan Chengfeng repair the wounds in his body, and the meridians that had been broken by the internal force healed at a slow speed.

Moreover, the repaired meridian is thicker than before, as if it has been reborn.

The moisturizer was soft and silent, Fan Chengfeng didn't know how long he had slept, but felt a little itchy in his nostrils, so he stretched out his hand to hit it.

"Big lazy pig, get up quickly."

A girl's silver bell-like laughter came from his ear, Fan Chengfeng opened his eyes a little, and saw Yan Jiajia's playful eyes.

"How will you be here?"

Fan Chengfeng put his hands on the ground and got up.

Both Su Yating and Zhou Wanru are here, so they should be back from the trial.

But, what is the meaning of that helpless expression on Zhou Wanru's face?
Could it be that?
Fan Chengfeng looked at Yan Jiajia.

This Qingyang temple is a quiet place specially used by Zhou Wanru for cultivation, usually only Su Yating and herself have been here besides a few nurses.Now that she suddenly brings Yan Jiajia here, doesn't that mean that this little girl has passed the test?
I wipe,

Fan Chengfeng opened his mouth wide, feeling that he must have not woken up.

It is impossible for a genius who has been lingering before the extraordinary threshold for several years to have such a low standard for apprenticeship.

either
"What did you do last night?"

Fan Chengfeng touched his nose, and Zhou Wanru started to ask questions.

"I just practiced some punches,"

Fan Chengfeng didn't know why Zhou Wanru asked this, and was a little dazed.

"Practicing a fist can break the meridians in the body until seven or eighty-eight?"

Zhou Wanru's face was full of disbelief, and she pointed to the ground and said, "You also absorbed all the aura that was finally gathered in the yard, and you almost destroyed the Spirit Gathering Formation."

Shrimp?

Fan Chengfeng was taken aback by Zhou Wanru's words, "It can't be this serious,"

The aura in the yard cost more than 2000 million yuan, so it was absorbed by me?

"Last night, I really just practiced boxing, me,"

Fan Chengfeng quickly said that he had no idea what happened after he fell asleep.

"Then tell me, what kind of boxing do you practice that can almost destroy the Spirit Gathering Formation?"

Zhou Wanru's nostrils were upturned, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

After the trial was over, they took Yan Jiajia up the mountain with the intention of paying homage to the teacher, but before they got close, they found something abnormal in the Qingyang Temple.All the spiritual energy was gone, and the Spirit Gathering Formation was almost destroyed. The most important thing was the condition of the meridians in Fan Chengfeng's body.

The meridians repaired with spiritual energy are thicker and wider, and Zhou Wanru can see it at a glance when it is mixed with Yuanyou's.

Immediately startled, Zhou Wanru thought that some powerful enemy was attacking, and Fan Chengfeng was fighting fiercely with the enemy here.

Unexpectedly, Fan Chengfeng breathed steadily, slept soundly, and drooled a lot.

Therefore, Zhou Wanru decided to wait until Fan Chengfeng woke up before making any plans.

Then, this waited for two hours, and finally she lost her patience and asked Yan Jiajia to wake up this guy.

"It's just a thousand punches,"

Fan Chengfeng rubbed the back of his head, he remembered that nothing unusual happened when he fell asleep.

"that's it?"

Zhou Wanru frowned and asked.

"Punch with all your might,"

"Nonsense,"

Zhou Wanru flicked her sleeves and walked into the room in a huff. Only she knew about Fan Chengfeng's physical condition. It can be said that without this spirit gathering array, Fan Chengfeng would almost be useless.

Fan Chengfeng smiled and said to Su Yating: "Why did you come back so soon? You thought you would stay outside for two more days."

Su Yating looked at his dry arm that had solidified into a blood scab, showing a distressed expression.

"I'm fine,"

At first, he wanted to comfort Su Yating, but Yan Jiajia said beside him: "Master, what kind of nerves are you doing, why are you playing self-mutilation if you have nothing to do?"

Fan Chengfeng glanced at the corner of his mouth, but he still caught the point of Yan Jiajia's story.

"What do you call me?"

(End of this chapter)