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

Suddenly, Zhang Fan felt a powerful energy coming from a distance.

He opened his eyes and found a figure approaching him quickly. That person was the old man Bingshan.

The old man stopped and said with a smile: "You have a very high level of understanding, but your practice is too clumsy. "

Zhang Fan felt happy, he had been longing for more guidance. He said respectfully: "Senior, please give me some advice."

The old man nodded and said: "Cultivation of the soul requires not only strength, but also peace of mind. You can try to close your eyes during cultivation and feel the changes in the soul with your heart.

The old man paused and then said: "At the same time, you can also try to communicate with the soul Gangfeng and let it become your friend and partner."

Zhang Fan listened carefully and decided to practice according to the elder's guidance. He closed his eyes and felt the changes in his soul with his heart.

He found that when he communicated with the soul Gangfeng, the Gangfeng seemed to respond. It began to rotate around his body, as if dancing with him.

As time went by, Zhang Fan's cultivation became deeper and deeper.

His soul became stronger and stronger, and he could feel the connection between his soul and Gangfeng getting closer and closer.

His strength is also constantly improving, and his attack and defense capabilities have been significantly improved.

There are no years of cultivation, and I don't know how long it has passed. Zhang Fan's whole body has a strong aura, and the wind of souls around him has no effect on Zhang Fan's soul consciousness sea.

"Not bad, not bad. If you are not afraid of the soul's wind, your soul power means you have entered the primary level of the spirit level." The old man was very pleased to see Zhang Fan after the breakthrough.

"Thanks to the guidance of seniors, I have made a lot of progress." Zhang Fan said gratefully.

The old man laughed loudly and said: "Haha, this is the end of my test here. Congratulations on passing the Soul Snowfield. Don't forget our agreement."

Before Zhang Fan could speak, Zhang Fan felt his eyes go dark and the scene changed again.

Zhang Fan appeared in front of a magnificent palace this time.

The architectural style of the palace is ancient and solemn, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

Zhang Fan gently pushed open the palace door, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

There is a small spiritual spring in the center of the palace. The water is crystal clear and exudes an intoxicating aroma.

The surroundings are filled with various statues of different shapes, like vivid characters.

Zhang Fan approached the spiritual spring and felt a powerful spiritual energy and vitality.

Zhang Fan carefully compared it with the memory in his mind. Slowly, Zhang Fan was stunned. He discovered that this was actually the legendary "Fountain of Life".

Zhang Fan slowly approached the "Fountain of Life" with his hand, but just when he was about to touch it, a layer of strange energy blocked his hand.

At this moment, Zhang Fan thought, and he found that the first statue seemed to move.

Zhang Fan turned his head and looked at the statue. It was tall and majestic, as if it were an ancient warrior.

Suddenly the statue opened its eyes, and the mechanical voice slowly sounded. Defeat me and you will get ten drops of "Water of Life."

As soon as he finished speaking, the statue raised its long sword and attacked Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan was startled. He instantly activated the spiritual power in his body, tightly held the Heavenly Fire Sword in his hand, and faced the statue's attack.

The statue's attacks are ferocious, and its swordsmanship is sharp and swift.

Zhang Fan kept dodging the statue's attacks while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

His body was scratched by the sword energy of the statue, and blood continued to flow.

Zhang Fan used all his strength and skills, but the statue seemed to have no flaws.

Zhang Fan felt that his strength was gradually being depleted. He knew that if he continued like this, he would not be able to defeat the statue and would be eaten alive by the stone statue.

Zhang Fan used his spiritual power without hesitation and stepped forward again, waving the Heavenly Fire Sword in his hand and continuing the battle with the statue.

The battle was extremely fierce, Zhang Fan's whole body was covered with scars, but he did not flinch.

He kept fighting fiercely with the statue, sword lights intertwined with sword lights, and sparks flew everywhere.

He kept attacking the statue, trying to find its weakness and defeat it.

The battle lasted for a long time, and Zhang Fan's body had been seriously injured, but he had no intention of giving up.

He knew that only by defeating the statue could he obtain the water of life.

He used all his strength and the mentality of dying together, and finally succeeded in hitting the statue.

As the statue fell, a ray of light rose from the statue's body and turned into ten crystal clear water droplets, suspended in front of Zhang Fan.

This is the water of life! Zhang Fan reached out his hand excitedly and gently touched the water drop.

A warm power spread throughout his body instantly, and he felt that his fatigue and pain had disappeared, and he was refreshed.

After receiving ten drops of water of life, Zhang Fan was filled with joy and expectation.

He knew that these ten drops of water of life were valuable resources on the road to cultivation and could help him break through the bottleneck of cultivation and improve his strength.

Zhang Fan did not hesitate and sat down to start refining the water of life.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and sunk his mind into his Dantian.

As he breathed, the spiritual energy in his Dantian began to circulate, forming a vortex.

He carefully put a drop of the water of life into his mouth, and soon the water of life entered the vortex of the Dantian.

Zhang Fan circulated his spiritual power and began to refine this drop of water of life.

A warm energy emanated from the water of life and penetrated his body.

Zhang Fan felt that his cultivation level was constantly improving, and there were faint signs of breakthrough.

Zhang Fan did not rush to improve, but compressed crazily and continued to consolidate his cultivation.

The energy of this drop of water of life is very huge. At this time, the concentration of spiritual energy in Zhang Fan's body made his body become a little bloated.

Zhang Fan accelerated the energy absorption and continued to accelerate the operation, and finally the cultivation barrier was shattered piece by piece.

Suddenly Zhang Fan's whole body was filled with golden light, and his cultivation level was like water bursting from a dam, rising crazily:

"Middle Yangming, late Yangming, late Yangming Dzogchen..."

The lake of spiritual energy in Zhang Fan's body continued to condense and compress, and began to break through to the condensed golden elixir.

Zhang Fan was startled. His foundation was unstable. If he forced a breakthrough and condensed it into a golden elixir, his cultivation path would be over.

Zhang Fan kept suppressing his breakthrough cultivation, and was now sweating profusely.

At this moment, another statue moved. Zhang Fan seemed to have found an outlet and attacked the statue frantically.

The statue made a loud noise and the entire hall trembled.

Following Zhang Fan's attack, cracks began to appear on the surface of the statue, and fragments flew everywhere.

However, surprisingly, the statue was not completely destroyed, but became stronger.

He attacked the statue again, this time, his attack became more sharp and powerful.

The statue began to shake, and the cracks continued to expand. Finally, it fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The statue shattered, and ten drops of water of life appeared in front of Zhang Fan again, but he did not collect the water of life.

Zhang Fan looked at the remaining statues, wanting to continue to vent the majestic spiritual energy in his body.