Chapter 42: Three years of retreat

Sitting cross-legged on the bed in his room, Chen Fan's current cultivation level would not have any sleepiness at all. He achieved the body of a cultivator and was only one step away from the realm of the soul pill. Chen Fan was no longer the mortal of the past.

Get up from the bed and walk down. Chen Fan slowly walked to the window, looked up at the bright moon in the night outside the window, sighed slowly, Chen Fan reached out and waved a pot of wine on the table in the house and took a sip.

"First cultivate your cultivation to the peak of the soul pill, and then go to find the Huanglong City Lord Chu Wutian to inquire about the news about the master. However, if you want to break through to the early stage of the soul pill, the spiritual energy needed in the world is extremely huge. It seems that you need to find a place with rich spiritual energy." Chen Fan murmured to himself.

There was nothing to say overnight. In the next few days, Wu Fa and others did not come to this hut to disturb Chen Fan, and Chen Fan comfortably organized the cultivation gains from these days in the Sun and Moon Pavilion.

Half a month later, Chen Fan said goodbye to Wu Fa and Wu Zun. Under Wu Fa's affection, Chen Fan's figure turned into a long ink rainbow and disappeared in the sky in an instant.

He didn't know whether he would come back again this time, month and day.

Almost all of the vicinity of Wufang City were controlled by major forces, so Chen Fan blew his wings behind him and flew towards the wilderness. The place where he wanted to stay in seclusion must be rich in spiritual energy. Although this wilderness is full of dangers, the spiritual energy in some of the mountains is no less than that of some sects below the fifth grade.

With Chen Fan's current cultivation level, he did not dare to move towards the depths of the wilderness. He just went around the wilderness, some monsters of the fifth and sixth level, equivalent to the soul pill realm, have occasionally appeared.

After searching within a range of nearly thousands of miles outside the wilderness, Chen Fan chose a bare barren mountain. Below this barren mountain, there was a cave. In the cave, there was an underground spring containing spiritual energy. There was originally a fourth-level monster in the cave. After Chen Fan killed this beast, he blocked the hole with a huge rock. In this way, he could not be disturbed by some monsters.

After searching carefully in the cave and confirming that there was no other abnormality here, Chen Fan sat cross-legged in the sealed hole and began his first retreat.

Time flies, the world changes, and time is gone in the mountains. One year, two years, three years, unknowingly, three years passed like this.

Outside the cave where Chen Fan was in seclusion, the huge stones that closed the hole were now covered with some vegetation. Even if someone looked at it from a close distance, he could not see any clues. Chen Fan in the cave was even more restrained and had no breath emitted.

In the past three years, there have been many low-level monsters wandering around this bare hill, as well as some rare beasts and fifth-grade monsters. All of this is because the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seems to have consciously gathered towards this hill in the past three years.

On this day, two long rainbows rushed over from the sky, and saw a man and a woman coming here in sword light. One of them was already middle-aged. He was wearing a black shirt, with a cold face, and a cold breath on his body, and a flying sword with green light shining under his feet.

"Senior Brother, this time you will help me find a more spiritual monster. Next month, it will be a sect competition. With the spiritual monster as a sword spirit, I will be more confident that I will enter the inner mountain to practice through this competition." A woman stood beside the middle-aged man. The woman had a beautiful face, white teeth and bright eyes, and her voice sounded as nice as a lark.

If Chen Fan sees this woman, she will definitely look very familiar. She is Ruoyu, who became a Taoist partner with Tang Kui, the young master of the Yuling Sect three years ago. In three years, Ruoyu's beautiful eyes reveal the charm that is more charming than the past.

Looking at Ruoyu's appearance, the middle-aged man's expression was dazed. After a long time, he recovered and said, "Junior Sister Ruoyu, come on, try to enter the inner mountain to practice as soon as possible. Junior Brother Tang Kui was taken back to the mountain gate by the elder. After helping you catch the monster, I will also be in seclusion for a while."

Ruoyu smiled, and then asked in confusion: "Senior Brother, look here, I remember that it was not like this three years ago. Why did so many wild monsters gather again to breathe and practice?"

After looking down for a moment, the middle-aged man pondered: "This place is quite strange. Originally, the spiritual energy in this barren mountain was quite average, but three years ago, it suddenly gathered spiritual energy from all over the world, and then a stream of essence spiritual energy suddenly burst out a year ago, so some monsters wandered here."

Hearing this, Ruoyu's eyes lit up and she said, "Senior Brother, aren't there any treasures here?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and shook his head and said, "After hearing the news, some powerful cultivators in Huanglong City, who were equivalent to those of the elders of the sect, thought that a treasure was born. However, after searching, he did not find anything abnormal. Moreover, the bursting spiritual energy is normal, and no treasure is about to be born."

Hearing the middle-aged man say this, Ruoyu pouted her mouth, sighed in disappointment, and murmured to herself: "It's a pity, it would be great if there was a baby."

The middle-aged man burst into laughter and said, "Okay, it's getting late. Let's hurry up and grab a more spiritual monster to make a sword spirit for you, and we'll go back." As he spoke, the middle-aged man exuded his divine thoughts and searched the monsters near the mountain one by one.

At this moment, the low-level monsters that were originally breathing on the ground suddenly seemed to be frightened, and they immediately became turbulent, and some of them were even more fierce and roared.

Gradually, the roars became more and more, and finally all the low-level monsters roared one after another. The direction of their roar was the same, and it was a mountain wall covered with vegetation.

The middle-aged man with a cold face suddenly was stunned. Just as he was about to call Junior Sister Ruoyu beside him to stay away from here, a huge and destructive divine thought suddenly swept across the circle. The middle-aged man's face changed drastically. With his cultivation level of the peak of the soul-condensing level, he seemed to be completely seen through under this divine thought, without any resistance.

Ruo Yu next to him also had a pale face, the sword light under his feet flashed, and then he exclaimed and fell from the air.

The sword light at the middle-aged man's feet was also flashing, but under his full control, he could barely fly. All his soul power erupted and rushed towards Ruoyu falling from the air, grabbed it and landed on the ground.

After landing, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly held his fists, and spoke respectfully: "A junior disciple of the Yuling Sect, Tang Hai, I don't know if the senior is practicing again. He is willing to forgive him if he is prone to disturb him!"

Ruoyu also reacted instantly. The spiritual consciousness just now almost made him feel heartbroken. At this time, he quickly said respectfully: "My younger disciple Ruoyu, Ruoyu, the Emperor's Spirit Sect."

The low-level monsters on the ground were also swept by the divine thoughts, and they were chilling one by one, with fear in their eyes. They lay on the ground, not daring to move.

"Yu Ling Sect..." A slightly vicissitudes of voice slowly came from all directions, and the tone was indifferent, and no emotional fluctuations could be heard.

At this time, the middle-aged man in black complained in his heart. If he was alone, it would be obvious that the situation was not good, but now Ruoyu was by his side. If he ran away alone, Tang Kuirou, the only son of the sect leader, would pursue it. Although he was the eldest brother among the younger generation of disciples, he would definitely not be able to escape the pursuit. Now he only hopes that the other party will be concerned about the face of the Yuling Sect and that Wufang City is nearby. In addition, both of them have not made any moves to provoke each other, hoping to keep peace.

However, after the other party said something, he became silent. The middle-aged man's thoughts flashed in his heart. Finally, he gritted his teeth. If the other party really killed him, he would not care about others and save himself first. Although Ruoyu's identity made him worry about it, his life was still important in comparison.

Under the psychological pressure, Ruoyu couldn't help but sweat on her forehead. She was extremely nervous. Seeing the elder brother who had always been cold and calm, she was already scared to death. She was even more frightened. She hesitated for a long time, took a deep breath and said, "Senior, when I think I didn't do anything to make you angry, can you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the vicissitudes of voice suddenly spoke again and asked, "Your name is Ruoyu?"

Ruoyu was stunned and said respectfully: "I am Ruoyu."

The voice fell silent, then a sigh came, saying, "Let's leave with you." As soon as the words came, a huge palm suddenly appeared in the void and slapped the two of them, and then they could not stop their bodies and were instantly fanned away.

Tang Hai and Ruoyu looked shocked. At that moment, they both felt like they were facing life and death, as if the other party only needed one thought to wipe themselves out in an instant. However, the other party's handprint only suffocated the two of them, without any attack power or murderous intention.

In fear, the two of them did not say anything, and after landing, they summoned the sword light, soared into the air with all their strength, turned into a rainbow and flew towards Wufang City.

After the two left, the barren mountain walls covered with vegetation suddenly made a crisp sound, and huge rocks fell down, revealing a dark cave.

A man with long black hair to his waist and wearing a white robe slowly walked out. His face was fair and his deep eyes were flashing with purple light. The moment he walked out of the cave, the monsters crawling around him were all extremely frightened and wailed and begged for mercy.

The long-haired man was about twenty years old, with a faint expression. After glanced at these low-level monsters with purple pupils, he looked far away in the direction of Wufang City, feeling a little moved inside.

It was his first time in seclusion that Chen Fan, who had been in seclusion for a full three years!

Although the years of practice are only a blink of an eye, Chen Fan has just become a cultivator. This time, he will naturally feel a little moved after three years of retreat.

"The third level of the immortal body of the zodiac catastrophe has long been perfect, but the spiritual energy required to break through to the fourth level is really too huge. I have tried it several times in the past three years, and I am not sure to overcome the Red Thunder Tribulation." The purple light deep in my pupils gradually dimmed, and then disappeared. After Chen Fan's eyes returned to the calmness of Gujing Bubo, he said to himself.

"Hehe, I have a way, it depends on whether you are willing to use it." Suddenly, a divine thought with a voice came into the sea of ​​consciousness from the right hand. This was the soul of the Immortal Killing Sword. Although the sword soul could not escape from the broken sword, it could communicate with Chen Fan. He also had the magical secret techniques of countless orthodox soul cultivators in his hand.

"Are you sure you can really succeed?" Chen Fan's eyes flashed, but he was a little moved.

The Immortal Sword Soul smiled proudly and continued to speak: "I have advised you that although your immortal body is different from the orthodox soul cultivation, it is also similar. As long as you use my method, I guarantee you can succeed!"

Chen Fan's eyes flashed with a cold light and he said, "Although I can beat the cultivator in the early stage of the Soul Pill, if the other party wants to escape, I will not be sure to kill it, let alone capture it alive."

Hearing Chen Fan's words, the Sword Soul of the Immortal Killing Sword laughed and said, "You can rest assured that with the magical powers you control, in order to enable you to have strong strength as soon as possible, you can use me as your soul and let you use the Sword of Killing Sword to directly wipe out the opponent's soul, but you will never be able to live a life of the chance. You can grasp it yourself. After all, the magical powers of using the Sword of Killing Sword will consume the power of the sword that I have not left."

After a while of silence, Chen Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Lu Xian, if I swallow the soul pill that is still full of vitality, with the huge soul power it contains, it can indeed allow me to break through the barrier of realm in an instant. However, this method is a way to harm people's benefits. The person who swallowed the soul pill can't help but have hundreds of years of cultivation, or even thousands of years of life, and I will definitely die. If I do it step by step, there will be a way."

"Oh... I've told you, little guy, that in the world of cultivators, it's the prey of the weak. When will your mentality reach a higher level, and how can you help me regain another sword of Killing Immortal? If you don't use my method, as long as you can find a treasure land where spiritual energy is transformed into mist, it will be enough to help you break through the bottleneck, or to find a cultivator in the realm of the heavenly beings to condense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to help you with the power of laws, otherwise, you don't even think about it!" In the tone of the sword soul of the Killing Immortal, he seemed a little dissatisfied with Chen Fan.

After a while of silence, Chen Fan said, "Now the soul pill monks can be considered masters in the field, but they don't know how others broke through."

"Simple, although I have no idea about what happened outside the world for tens of thousands of years, the spiritual energy of the eighth grade, ninth grade, and even the holy realm can definitely reach the level of spiritual energy transformation into mist. So I am sure that among the eighth grade and ninth grade sects, soul pill cultivators were not rare at all. In the ancient times, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was extremely abundant, and the treasures of heaven and earth were not very rare. It was even more like a time when heaven and man were walking around the ground, and soul pills were not as good as dogs!" Jianhun said after snorting.

Chen Fan took a deep breath. Over the past three years, he spent a year stabilizing his realm, and the next two years were all used to attack the fourth level of the immortal body of the zombie, but unfortunately he had never succeeded.

However, in the past three years, after being nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, his body has far surpassed the third level, but has never reached the fourth level. Moreover, his cultivation level is now stable, and he has become more at ease in controlling some magical powers.

"Breakthrough!..." Chen Fan murmured to himself, and then his eyes returned to indifference. The ink-black true energy of Wanjie surged, and a pair of huge wings wide spread out behind him.

Chen Fan's mind moved and his body rose into the air, instantly turning into a long ink rainbow, flying towards the sky, and losing his figure in an instant.

The low-level monsters that were originally crawling on the ground had just relaxed and scattered one by one.

This time, Chen Fan did not return to Wufang City, but bypassed Wufang City and flew rapidly towards the gale wind coming from the pavement. The mountains and jungles on the ground became smaller one by one, and passed by blurryly under his feet.

The place where Wufang City is located is just the gateway to the west of Yueji Lake. It is located slightly remote. In this Yueji Lake, there are five other main cities. Chen Fan’s goal for this trip is Jiyue City, the largest main city in Yueji Lake, thousands of miles away from this place!

When Chen Fan was walking in the world, he had only heard of this Jiyue City and did not step into it. It is said that there are countless masters in it, but they are the world of cultivators. All ordinary people are like slaves in it, and they have no identity to say. Therefore, Chen Fan has longed for this Jiyue City.

The past echoed in his mind. Chen Fan couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, his speed continued to fly eastward.

Five days later, Chen Fan stopped and saw him standing on an official road, frowning.

"You know how to fly in a daze. I thought you knew the road. After a long time of trouble, you little guy is also a road fool!" At this time, the sound of the sword soul's ridiculous voice came from the sea of ​​consciousness.

Chen Fan snorted softly and said, "If you hadn't been halfway, you would have let me drill into the mountains and forests. I would have naturally found Jiyue City. How could I get lost?"

When Jianhun heard this, he couldn't help but laugh, "I'm for your own good. There are many mountains and forests along the way, and maybe some rich spiritual treasures have grown in it. In this way, you can naturally break through the bottleneck."

Over the years, Chen Fan has become more and more familiar with this sword soul. Although this sword soul is the former sword soul of Lord Tongtian, he has no feelings for Tongtian. When he talks with Chen Fan, he will call himself my son. Chen Fan can feel that the sword soul has no malice towards him, so he will leave.

Chen Fan was about to speak, but suddenly he closed his mouth and looked into the official road from afar. He saw a long convoy of horse and carriages slowly appearing from a distance.

In front of the carriage, a burly man was carrying a red flag in his hand. Above the flag, there was a golden word "Han", with dragons flying and phoenix dancing, domineering.

This is the convoy of the Han family in Jiyue City. In addition to the sects, there are also some family families with the strength of them, which is not even worse than some powerful sects. This Han family is one of them, mainly because the Han family has an ancestor at the late stage of the soul pill.

The leader of this team is a middle-aged man named Han Xiong. He has a peak soul-condensing level with a nearly complete cultivation level. There are few opponents under the soul pill. The items transported this time are what the ancestor needs to call for, so he has been very cautious along the way. Now that he is not far from Jiyue City, he breathes a little relieved.

"Brother Xiong, do you say that if we send this item to you safely, what kind of reward do you think the ancestor will give us?" A monk with a strong young man asked with a smile on a red-haired horse next to Han Xiong.

"Brother Xiong, since this thing is so important, the ancestor will at least reward us with a few fifth-grade pills or a few low-level treasures, right?" Another man with a black face next to him couldn't help but come over and smile.

Han Xiong glared and said coldly: "When did the ancestor treat us badly? Shut up each one. If something goes wrong, how can we explain to the ancestor after we go back?"

The young man smiled, but knew that Han Xiong was not really angry. He only saw him patting the red horse sitting down and laughing, "Okay, with Brother Xiong's words, what else can we worry about, hehe."

The black-faced man also laughed. Just as he was about to speak, his face suddenly changed and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Xiong, do you see if there is someone in front of him?"
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