C79 My Good Grandson

"Hey, this must be another stroke of luck. I have to think about it."

Although he agreed with Deer God's words and the reality was the same, Chen Fan was still moved.

Under the condition that he didn't expose his identity, he might be able to reveal some truth. He absolutely couldn't implicate the Qing Xuan Sect.

Now that he had thought about it, he felt much more at ease. He silently circulated the Myriad Transformations Sacred Art and pointed at the sea of life force in his dantian.

Although the Heavenly Heart Formula and the Yoruhana Saint Art both had the ability to devour life force, However, Chen Fan discovered that the biggest difference between these two cultivation techniques was that they were orderly.

No matter how much anger or fear he received from the outside world, no matter how powerful the Heavenly Heart Mantra was, he would be able to completely absorb it. In comparison, the Myriad Transformations Saint Art was much weaker.

He still needed Chen Fan's consciousness to activate it and guide it repeatedly. Only then could he refine the external force and gradually transform it into his own cultivation base.

Swish! Swish!

For some unknown reason, a wave of water actually sounded out. It could be seen just how majestic the energy brought by the purple-gold ginseng was.

Using the Spiritual Consciousness to look inside his body, what Chen Fan saw was really water ripples. He used the Yoruhana Saint Spell to corrode the energy bit by bit, fusing it into all the meridians in his body.

As he circulated his body, he imprinted his own unique aura onto his body. Only when he returned to his dantian did he finally complete the process of refining his body.

As the purple light was attracted by the Yoruhana Saint Technique, Chen Fan's body also revealed this divine light, and he was quickly enveloped by it.

This wasn't the end of it. As the circulation of life force gradually increased, waves of mist began to emerge from the top of his head. It was rather hazy and beautiful.

From the distance, he looked more like an unmoving mountain of Buddha. He sat there peacefully, his expression calm. He was surrounded by endless mist. As long as he didn't open his mouth to speak, he could be considered a true expert from the outside world.

He poured all of his attention into it, carelessly instilling a tremendous amount of life force into every single meridian. In any case, there was still something left in his Dantian, so there was no need to worry about it being depleted so quickly.

His entire body was warm and comfortable. In a trance, it was as if he was bathing in the afternoon sun. It was extremely comfortable.

This was the reaction of a normal body. As long as one had sufficient life force as the foundation, not only would one's cultivation be smooth, the Longevity would also have a tremendous improvement.

In addition, Chen Fan did not return all of his energy. A portion of it would be specially injected into his flesh and blood until it merged into the depths of his bone marrow.

It seemed like he had lost some of his energy. He did not suffer any injuries at the moment, but he had wasted all of his energy on his body. However, Chen Fan knew the pros and cons of this.

After every strand of energy entered his body, as long as he didn't seek death, it wouldn't disappear for no reason. No matter what method he used, it would be effective in the end.

However, whether or not he squeezed it completely was related to Cultivator's martial arts and methods. It was different from each other.

"I, the old man, also came to take a look. How can I miss the participation of the Heavenly Dao in such a grand occasion?" Deer God could not bear it any longer and also popped his head out.

His actions were more like a robbery to Chen Fan. He just needed to hook his finger in the Zifu Space to remove a large amount of medicinal strength.

It seemed like a perfectly fine dry current had erupted. Originally, it had reached the standard of a flood, but after Deer God's branch had split, it had returned to its normal state.

After all, he had some Heavenly Energy, and it was easy for him to get close to all the energy in his body. He could gain a lot by releasing a little bit of goodwill.

Even if he had thousands of years of growth, no one would be able to rely on the medicinal strength to give birth to intelligence, let alone jump into a bottomless pit.

After the smiling Deer God waved his palm, the Spiritual Consciousness's strength increased rapidly. Naturally, the Spiritual Energy had nothing to do with him.

Don't just look at Deer God being a fraud all the time. His level was far higher than Chen Fan's. Even if the entire Purple Gold Ginseng was poured in, there was no possibility of breaking through.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. You've given me a special sense of ceremony every time I cultivate like this. It's as if I've already recovered to Supreme Wu Tian's state. I have to prepare to save the world at any time."

Chen Fan turned the corner and teased, but he didn't mind Deer God getting a piece of the cake. Both of them were grasshoppers on the same rope.

This was his latest discovery. If he added the old man to any of his actions, he was afraid that nothing else in the entire continent could compare to him.

Even if it was just a simple cultivation, the Heavenly Dao had already come forward for it. Who would have the right to complain?

The two of them absorbed the medicinal strength of the purple-gold ginseng and continued to improve themselves. Both of them had a feeling of pity for each other. They had once been great figures that shook the heavens and the earth, but now, they were in such a miserable state.

Chen Fan no longer thought about those useless things. He continued to control the Yoruhana Saint Art and slowly and steadily pushed the medicinal strength into his flesh.

Sealing was not as reassuring as sealing his own body. When Storage Bags were lost, and the Spell Formation was in danger of being broken through, this would continue to stimulate the strength of his body.

Killing two birds with one stone was a good thing. Other than the purple light, there was also a faint white light flickering outside his body. It was the anger stored in the Heavenly Heart Formula.

In comparison, this cultivation technique made Chen Fan feel much more at ease. After all, it had been taken by him since ten thousand years ago. He didn't need to expend any energy to operate it on his own.

What he wanted to do was to continuously create trouble and anger even more people. All he needed to do was to ensure that his small life was not destroyed and then wait to reap the fruits of his labor.

Fog surged and filled every inch of space. The entire room was filled with a dense Spiritual Energy aura.

"Truly worthy of being a Master. He entered into a state of cultivation right after he got off his bed. He doesn't intend to rest for a moment now."

"It's not without reason that he can be called a master. He already has such excellent means, yet he's still so diligent."

Outside the courtyard, the two disciples who were arranged by the Third Elder to take care of Chen Fan were discussing. They were all sighing with emotion, and couldn't help but take him as an example.

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After a full six hours, Chen Fan finally finished refining the medicinal strength. This was the result of Deer God's help. Otherwise, it would take a longer time.

"Sigh, it's not good to be old. So this Violet Gold Ginseng, even if it's ten thousand years old, can be swallowed clean in just a few breaths."

Chen Fan said with a self-deprecating tone. Now that he thought of his original cultivation method, he really wanted to slap himself twice. It was too rough.

It was very rare for him to carefully suppress the medicinal strength like he did just now, and then slowly circulate his entire body. After confirming that there was no danger, he flowed into his Dantian.

Just like this, a large portion of it had to be emptied, and it had to be carefully calculated to be used in the future. He had once directly swallowed this kind of spirit plant raw, and completely nibbled on it like a fruit.

He had never cared about the so-called medicinal strength, let alone whether his body could withstand it. He was known as a supreme being, and he had always interacted with Ancient Saint. Wanting to get two Purple Gold Ginseng was like playing around.

If he could have eaten one less meal back then, even one bite would have been fine... Chen Fan could save a lot of effort at this moment.

For the next three days, Chen Fan did not leave the house. Anyway, he had a whole week of free time. The Yuan Sect was right in front of him. He could travel whenever he wanted.

The main point was that he had gained a lot this time. His cultivation base had improved too quickly. He had to settle down more to prevent any unstable foundation.

The Third Elder had invited him many times. Naturally, he did not dare to disturb him even if he wanted to hold a banquet to entertain him. He was only thinking about how to rope in this Qian grandfather with Hu Mu.

"Phew, it's finally settled."

He let out a long breath. On the fourth day, Chen Fan had only taken the first step. The disciples outside wanted to follow him, but they were also sent away by him.

He also had a sudden thought. After returning to the world for so many days, he had yet to experience the aura of the mortal world. It seemed like it was time for him to connect with the earth.

He walked out of the mountain gate and went to the towns near the Yuan Sect. None of Third Elder's relatives dared to follow him, which made Chen Fan feel much more relaxed.

Qingshan Town was a very ordinary and small place. Strictly speaking, it couldn't be considered outside of the Yuan Sect. After all, the area within ten thousand miles was under their control.

It was a small town like this. There were also many small towns like this. Most of them were dependent on the Yuan Sect to provide supplies and support for the huge monster.

Normally, they would be under the care of the Yuan Sect. They were very safe and never had to worry about Bandit wreaking havoc.

If Bandit dared to behave atrociously in the territory of the Yuan Sect, and in the core region where the headquarters were located, he would probably feel that he had a long life ahead of him.

"Meat buns, meat buns that even dogs don't care about. There are all kinds of stuffing. Everyone, come and have a taste!"

"Sweet and sour candied candied gourds. Don't miss them when you pass by. If they don't taste good, you can give them away for free!"

"Dragon meat from the sky, donkey meat from the ground. The authentic crispy skin is on fire!"

It was a very normal street. There were all kinds of shops along the way. The main focus was on delicious food. The vendors were bustling with activity.

The streets were full of people. Perhaps it was because of the Yuan Sect, but the small town that occupied less than ten miles of land was also filled with people. There were at least a few thousand people.

Most of the people here were ordinary mortals. Of course, there were also cultivators here. There weren't many of them. Normally, the disciples of the Yuan Sect wouldn't come to such a place. Most of them were at the Qi Refining stage.

His eyes swept across the surroundings. He was used to the boring cultivation of Chen Fan. To him, such a bustling scene was really unfamiliar.

He couldn't even remember it. When was the last time I went shopping like this? In any case, it was more than a thousand years since he was asleep.

Ever since he stepped onto the path of the Dao, he didn't have much time left. To experience these so-called pleasures, now that he thought about it, he couldn't say whether he regretted or felt anything. The overall meaning was hard to understand.

He had only taken in a few disciples and wandered around with them. Naturally, he had to carry out the task of tempering the heart in the mortal world. Who would come to the secular world for no reason?

"Actually, being a rich man is pretty good to just live a simple life like this." Chen Fan said to himself.