Chen Fan stood with his hands behind his back.

His clothes were blown up by the wind, making him look like a fairy, making the snake demon look confused.

In fact, Chen Fan felt very guilty.

He knows his own affairs, and he knows very well that he is not an immortal.

He is just a stranger who has traveled to another world and has a golden finger.

His golden finger is very simple, that is, he can mutate something once a day.

Mutation has a half probability of increasing things by 10 to 100 percent.

There is also a half probability that things will be reduced by 10% to 100%.

Every hundred days there is an opportunity for a mutation that is bound to be benign.

The previous changes to the spear were due to Chen Fan's mutations.

Fortunately, Chen Fan made the right bet and gained the upper hand in terms of momentum.

actually.

Even if this mutation is a malignant mutation, it can still scare the opponent.

But if the scare fails, your end will be miserable.

This trick is called blooming on the tree, which is taken from Thirty-six Stratagems. Blooming on the tree originally means sticking fake flowers on the tree to pretend that the tree is blooming. In the art of war, it refers to creating an illusion and using camouflage to make yourself look special.

Powerful and confusing to enemies.

Outside the cave entrance, the sound of rain gradually stopped and the dark clouds gradually dispersed.

The heavy rain comes and goes quickly, like a fairy in the fog, disappearing suddenly.

The snake demon was still kneeling down, as if it was in great danger without Chen Fan's permission.

Chen Fan didn't feel very proud.

This is nothing more than the law of the jungle.

If the opponent has the upper hand this time, he will definitely become a blood prey.

I took a look at the sky.

Chen Fan knew it was getting late.

He had more important things to do and was not in the mood to continue performing.

then.

Chen Fan raised his right hand holding the spear and inserted it with cold eyes.

Blood splashes, a fatal blow!

The spear pierced the snake demon's neck.

A large amount of blood flowed out, staining the ground red.

In the end, the snake demon did not die under the spell of the immortal, but died in the hands of his prey.

This also made Chen Fan understand a truth.

Never give your back to others.

After the clouds and rain in Shiwandashan, the air is a little moist, the grass and trees are green, there is less noise and more peace.

In this case, it will be more dangerous to rush on the Shiwanda Mountain.

Although the smell in the air has been eliminated after the rain.

However, the dangers of muddy roads and mountain climbs cannot be avoided.

But this cannot stop Chen Fan from continuing his determination to go deep into Shiwanda Mountain.

"I heard that there is an imaginary scene of gods nourishing heavenly medicine deep in Shiwanda Mountain. I don't know if it is true."

As Chen Fan stepped on the dead leaves, he was alert to the dangers around him.

A trace of worry flashed through his eyes as he looked into the depths of Shiwanda Mountain.

Uncle Tie's body has become extremely ill, and only by getting the Sanxinmengyehua can he be cured.

As an orphan.

Chen Fan grew up eating food from hundreds of families in Chenjiacun, and the one who cared for him the most was Uncle Tie.

But a few days ago, bandits came to Chenjia Village, and the villagers had to take up arms and fight.

Fortunately, the battle was won and the bandits were driven back.

Unfortunately, many people were injured, including Uncle Tie.

Still remember, Uncle Tie, who was lying on the hospital bed dying, said to him nonchalantly:

"Xiaofan, I'm very happy that you can pass on the blacksmith shop. Although my life is a bit short, isn't it the life of an ordinary person? I believe in fate and accept it. The only regret is, why didn't I

What are the qualifications to become an immortal?!"

When he heard this sentence, Chen Fan also had mixed feelings in his heart.

On the one hand, I feel sad for what happened to Uncle Tie.

On the other hand, there is a sigh that immortality is hard to find.

Chen Fan also encountered immortal fate, but it was just fate, but no share.

In order to cure Uncle Tie's injury, Chen Fan had no choice but to break into Shiwan Mountain and look for the Three-Hearted Dream Leaf Flower.

Sanxinmengyehua is a unique medicinal material from Shiwanda Mountain.

Because it only grows in the virtual scene of gods and men nourishing heavenly medicine.

As for what the virtual scene is, Chen Fan is not very clear. I heard that it is the product of the intersection of spiritual energy.

"Destiny cannot be violated, and fate cannot be trusted."

"Destiny cannot be violated, and fate cannot be trusted."

…

The sudden sound from behind made Chen Fan's hair stand on end.

The whole person was like a frightened deer, and he quickly distanced himself from the original place.

How terrible!

You must know that his perception is already three times the limit of ordinary people.

There were actually people who could sneak up behind him without even noticing.

The opponent's strength is quite terrifying, and he is probably the legendary immortal.

After running about a hundred meters, Chen Fan turned around and took a look.

As far as I could see, it was completely empty, with no one around, and only wild grass swaying in the wind.

"No one?"

Chen Fan frowned, wondering if he had an illusion.

Before entering Shiwan Mountain, Chen Fan was mentally prepared to encounter all kinds of monsters and monsters.

Maybe……

At the moment when Chen Fan was relaxing.

The melodious sound came from behind again, and this time it was right in my ears.

"Destiny cannot be violated, and fate cannot be trusted."

Chen Fan's head was filled with cold air, his body was stiff, his blood seemed to be frozen, and his heart was beating continuously.

A feeling of emptiness and fear filled my heart.

"Destiny cannot be violated, and fate cannot be trusted."

The whisper in my ear is still whispering.

Chen Fan's mentality was shattered and he had no choice but to turn his head away mechanically.

At the same time, he was calculating his own strength in his mind.

Because his golden finger has a chance of a benign mutation every hundred days.

Now he is thirteen years old and has a total of forty-seven opportunities for benign mutations.

He increased his physical strength three times, and his physical strength is now two and a half times that of a normal person.

I also increased my perception four times, and my perception is now three times that of a normal person.

I added ten more times to my understanding, reaching the level of one in a million.

The rest are all added to the qualifications for cultivating immortals. I don’t know how high the qualifications for cultivating immortals are now.
To be continued...