The ancestor who survived the tribulation was reborn and went to college

When Zhang Fan opened his eyes again, he felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation and refreshment.

The meridians in the body have been completely restored, and spiritual power is surging, as smooth as a river.

Zhang Fan stood up, feeling the strong and steady force.

He took a deep breath, his eyes were firm and bright, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

After experiencing life and death, he has a deeper understanding of the greatness of the path to immortality, and a better understanding of his responsibilities.

However, this lesson made Zhang Fan think deeply.

He realized that on the road of cultivation, one cannot always rely on those dangerous secret techniques. Even if they can improve cultivation in a short time, they may pay a greater price.

He decided to pay more attention to the basics in his future training and work hard to improve his foundation instead of relying on shortcuts.

His thoughts returned to the training scene just now, and Zhang Fan once again recalled the powerful power.

He knows that he still has a long way to go, and he must continue to break through his limits in order to reach a higher realm of cultivation.

Although the lesson this time was difficult, it was a valuable experience on his path of cultivation.

Zhang Fan decided to be more cautious in his future cultivation, not to act rashly, and to move forward in a down-to-earth manner.

He knows that only through continuous hard work can he go further and further on the road of cultivating immortality.

As his state of mind calmed down, the light in the cave gradually became softer, as if announcing a new beginning.

Zhang Fan made a secret with his hands, and played ancient runes in his hands, which were constantly integrated into his cave.

Zhang Fan plans to conduct a long period of retreat. In order to avoid being disturbed, Zhang Fan must take all safety measures in advance.

After everything was done, Zhang Fan sat in front of the stone table in the cave again, his eyes closed tightly, and his whole body seemed to turn into a silent statue.

There is a faint aura emanating from the surroundings of the cave, and the air is filled with bursts of fragrance.

The walls of the cave are covered with ancient runes, emitting a deep blue light, making the entire space mysterious.

In Zhang Fan's body, spiritual power surged like a tide.

He concentrated on running the unique cultivation method in "Yin Yang Sutra Part [-]", guiding the spiritual power in his body to the depths of his meridians.

He sat in the cave, his body trembling slightly, and the spiritual energy around him seemed to be agitated by his practice.

Zhang Fan devoted himself to practicing, and his Dantian was as calm as a quiet lake.

Gradually, he began to activate the spiritual power in his body.

Wisps of faint light emanated from his body, flowing through his meridians like a winding stream.

As he practiced, those rays of light gradually condensed, forming a faint film of light that enveloped his entire body.

Waves of pure spiritual energy flowed, and his body seemed to be integrated into this endless spiritual energy.

The spiritual power was like a trickle, flowing through his meridians according to a specific trajectory.

The spiritual power was like a gentle stream, slowly permeating every inch of his body.

Zhang Fan looked inside his meridians and felt the flow of spiritual power.

His mind calmed down and he focused on every detail of the operation of spiritual power.

He accurately found every obstacle, and then used a subtle technique to remove it, allowing spiritual power to travel unimpeded through the meridians.

He felt that his meridians became extremely smooth at this moment, and spiritual energy flowed through them, like a river flowing, surging with vitality.

Zhang Fan knew that cultivation was not something that could be accomplished in a day, and he knew that the road to immortality was long and tortuous.

The time of retreat and cultivation seemed to have stopped, and the light and shadow in the cave gradually became blurred.

In the process of practicing, he gradually felt the changes in his body, as if a mysterious force was merging with him.

As time went by, the atmosphere in the cave became more solemn.

Zhang Fan felt that the spiritual power in his body became thicker, like a rolling surging river.

A strange power surged in his Dantian, which was the result of his cultivation.

A layer of faint golden light condensed around him, exuding a strong breath of life.

Time seemed to have lost track in this cave of retreat. Zhang Fan was immersed in the realm of cultivation, connected with heaven and earth.

His mind became extremely clear at this moment, as if he had seen through the troubles in the world, leaving only his persistence in cultivating immortality.

In the process of cultivation, Zhang Fan continuously mobilized the spiritual power in his body, guided it to the Dantian, and gradually condensed the Nascent Soul in his body.

The Nascent Soul within Zhang Fan's body emits colorful light, like a flowing star, containing endless vitality.

Gradually, Zhang Fan felt that the spiritual power in his body became stronger and stronger, and the Nascent Soul in his Dantian became more solid.

With a thought in his mind, he decided to circulate this spiritual power throughout his body to consolidate his cultivation and improve his own strength.

Suddenly, a burst of strong spiritual energy poured in from outside the cave, as if a spiritual energy door to the sky opened.

Zhang Fan's body trembled slightly, and he felt this powerful and pure power.

With the influx of spiritual energy, the spiritual energy in Zhang Fan's body became more pure, and Yuanying became more like a god, emitting dazzling light.

Zhang Fan felt that the spiritual power in his body was surging like a vast ocean.

At this moment, he felt like an independent world within his body. He seemed to be integrating into this new world and felt the mysterious power of the universe.

The light in the cave became brighter and brighter, forming a swirling halo that illuminated the entire practice cave like a fairyland.

There was a hint of understanding between Zhang Fan's brows, and he seemed to see the future of his cultivation, a future full of possibilities.

In the process of practicing, he gradually forgot the concept of time.

In the world of immortal cultivators, time seems to have lost its shackles, and everything has become so profound and mysterious.

Time passed by, and he seemed to be in a detached state, isolated from everything around him.

During the retreat, he realized the mystery of this magical practice, and each realization made his control of spiritual power more subtle.

Gradually, a slight mist of air filled the cave, which was the aftermath of the spiritual power running in Zhang Fan's body.

The temperature in the cave also began to rise slowly, as if it was enveloped by a weak flame.

In the process of practicing, Zhang Fan gradually felt that the spiritual power in his body was flowing more smoothly, and inspiration also emerged.

He gradually integrated into this state, and it seemed that the new world in his body was connected with the real world.

Channels of spiritual energy circulated endlessly in his body, like waves rippling on a calm lake.

His mind also became calmer in the process, as if he was integrated into nature and feeling the pulse of the earth.

The brilliance in the cave became more and more brilliant, and the spiritual energy became more intense.

Zhang Fan's aura became more and more condensed, gradually reaching a new height.

Although his cultivation had not reached the stage of spiritual transformation, Zhang Fan felt as if he was in a completely new realm, comprehending the essence of cultivation.