005 Cultivation

Looking at the boy's stubborn appearance, Shuilingxian was even more angry. He raised his hand and was about to put it down, but he thought to himself: "I killed this boy at this time, which solved a terrible problem for Long Xiaofeng. Not only can I not attack him at this time, but also give him some great benefits. So the palm of his hand turned into a finger and gently touched Yang Zifan, and a trace of fairy spirit melted into his body to clear his mind.

When the fairy gas entered the body, Yang Zifan felt that his whole body seemed to be soaked in a hot spring, warm and melted around. A breeze in his mind stroked him, and his whole body relaxed. After all, he was a child and asked curiously, "Blue-eyed man, what was that just now?"

"Blue-eyed man?" The water fairy let go of her hand and asked seriously, "Did Long Xiaofeng teach you to call it like this?"

Yang Zifan shook his head and said, "No, I don't know your name. You have blue eyes, so naturally I can only call you like this."

The water fairy didn't want to be more entangled in this matter and said, "Don't call me a blue-eyed man or a water fairy in the future." But as soon as he said it, he felt something was wrong. Didn't this "water fairy, water fairy" say that he was very watery? So he coughed twice and added, "This water fairy screams a little. We are friends. Do you know that you call me a water fairy?"

Yang Zifan shook his head again and said, "No, no. You are not good to Master Long. I'm not your friend. With that, he turned his head and sat back on the haystack and picked up the Tianyuan Zhengfa.

"You fool!" The narcissus scolded, which was really helpless for the child, but she couldn't find a breakthrough. Suddenly, his consciousness moved, and a breath came hurriedly in the distance, which could not be more familiar.

The narcissian frowned and cursed in a low voice: "It's not the right time to come back." He quickly disappeared into the hole.

This dragon roar wind did not expect to get a must-death book so easily. The book was almost placed in the fairyland library for people to open, so it only took eight days to go back and forth.

He fell down from the cloud and stood outside the cave. The seal he arranged by himself at the mouth of the cave was unchanged. In the cave, Yang Zifan shook his head and Nuo said to himself, breaking his fingers from time to time, frowning very tightly, looking like he was thinking painfully. He divided the food left by himself into two parts, and one was only half a piece of cake.

Long Xiaofeng's heart moved and hesitated, but he thought, "Why do I need to be kind as a woman?" He waved his hand to open the ban and went in.

Yang Zifan felt that someone had entered the cave and looked up to see that it was not a blue-eyed man, but a dragon roaring wind that had not been seen for eight days. I was about to stand up with a burst of joy, but it suddenly occurred to me that I still had ten Tianyuan school leaders's cultivation experience. As soon as he was distressed, he dared not stand up and shrank to the corner of the cave.

Long Xiaofeng saw Yang Zifan's reaction and asked, "Yang Zifan, what are you doing?"

Yang Zifan dared not look up at Long Xiaofeng and said sadly, "What Master asked me to remember, I still have ten leaders' cultivation experience that I haven't remembered."

Long Xiaofeng was shocked. He asked Yang Zifan to remember that Tianyuan Zhengfa was just going to let him do something, and he didn't expect him to write it down. Unexpectedly, this fool remembered that Tianyuan's righteous law was not counted. He even remembered the cultivation experience of so many dynasties and Tianyuan people.

Although he didn't look at Tianyuan Zhengfa in detail, he still read it briefly when copying it from the cyan jade slip. The complicated Tianyuan Zhengfa alone is almost 50,000 to 60,000 words, plus at least 200,000 words, one of which has not been cultivated at all. The child almost remembered it.

"Is this child really stupid or fake?" Long Xiaofeng couldn't help but have some doubts: "Is he lying?" But looking at Yang Zifan's clear eyes, he didn't seem to be lying at all. He couldn't get an answer for a moment, so he could only secretly calm down the fluctuations in his heart and said, "It's okay. Isn't there still two days left? Master gave you ten days.

Yang Zifan saw Long Xiaofeng with a smile on his face and immediately clapped his hands and said, "Is what Master said true? Isn't Master angry?"

Long Xiaofeng nodded with a smile.

"That pull hook!" Yang Zifan stretched out his little finger and said.

Long Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment and said, "Okay!" Almost Yang Zifan's two thick fingers hooked with Yang Zifan.

"Hick your finger, hook your finger, the liar will swallow thousands of needles and cut off your little finger." Yang Zifan read the songs when playing with his friends. After saying that, he withdrew his fingers, and his face was full of smile and trust.

And Long Xiaofeng's heart caused another uproar: "This child trusts me so much, but now I want to harm him, this..."

Yang Zifan looked at Long Xiaofeng's ugly face and didn't understand why he became sad when he was smiling just now. He simply pushed a pile of food around him and said, "Master, you haven't eaten for seven days. This pile is enough for you to eat, and you will be very happy when you are full."

Long Xiaofeng heard his stupid words and sighed, "Even if I don't harm him, I'm afraid he won't get well in the future. He still did it earlier and was good for him and me."

So he put aside all the feelings in his heart and said, "Yang Zifan, Master will build a foundation for you today. If you feel uncomfortable, you must resist it, do you know?"

"Oh!" Yang Zifan nodded.

Long Xiaofeng made Yang Zifan sit cross-legged and closed his eyes. From a physical point of view, Yang Zifan is not bad. Now what he wants to do is to build the foundation with his magical power Yang Zifan, let him directly enter the opening period, and at the same time forcibly stuff the cultivation method of the mortal book into Yang Zifan's mind.

Although the mortal book is recorded by the mortal cultivation method, after all, it is a fairy formula, which is completely different from the mortality in terms of presentation, so Long Xiaofeng can only use the hard plug method to think about it, which may have a certain adverse impact on Yang Zifan, but for a dying person is no longer So-called.

Long Xiaofeng took a deep breath, and the fairy gas in his body rippled. His fingers were knotted into a sword, as fast as lightning to Yang Zifan's forehead, but when he fell, he gently stroked it, and a trace of silver light flashed. Yang Zifan's whole body was shocked and he wanted to fall down. Long Xiaofeng shouted softly again, and his body was full of fairy spirit, and his whole body seemed to be soaked in water mist. His fingers moved continuously, and he clicked all over Yang Zifan's acupuncture points in an instant. Every time, a trace of fairy spirit pierced Yang Zifan's body like a short needle.

Every time he was stabbed, Yang Zifan's face turned pale. That trace of fairy spirit was probably nothing to the dragon roaring wind, but for Yang Zifan, who had no cultivation, he seemed to rush into a small stream, and he happened to be the stream. How could he stand it?