Chapter 6 Six Years

There are no years of immortal cultivation, and six years have passed in a flash. In the past six years, Yang Fan used a large number of low-grade marrow washing elixir in his hand to repeatedly break through the second and third layers of gas refining and enter the fourth level of gas refining.

In the past six years, Yang Fan has never been anywhere except between the medicine farm and the house. Like the Peigu Dan, which he receives every year, he didn't go to get it. It's all in the storage bag he picked up. He used all his limited time to practice. As soon as he finished the things in the medicine, he returned to the room to meditate. Other than that, he had never been anywhere.

Yang Fan is 20 years old this year. Growing up, he has beautiful eyebrows, a jade-like face, and a talented person. Now, Yang Fan, who has passed the year of weakness, no longer has the impulse of his youth and is extremely calm. He is just a little relieved and not very excited that he has just stepped into the fourth layer of gas refining.

summoned the demon spirit and looked at the strong body of the ghost. He was speechless and whispered to himself, "If my qualifications can have half of you, I will be satisfied."

At this time, the cultivation of the demon spirit has eight layers of refining qi, and the body is like substance, with yinqi arrays and murderous atmosphere, which is unusually comparable to ordinary spirits and ghosts.

In these years, Yang Fan only spent 30% of his time practicing the method of resisting ghosts, during which he did not take marrow washing pills to help him. But in this way, the power of the demon has been growing, and he entered the eighth layer of gas refining two years ago, which made Yang Fan amazed. In four years, he entered the eighth layer of gas refining without any elixirs. If this matter is released, anyone who hears it will sneer and deal with it as crazy words. The top elite disciples in the whole Wuyuan mainland have entered the fifth layer of gas refining in four years, which is very good. As a result of taking elixirs, entering the sixth floor is a genius and entering the seventh floor... So far, there have been no rumors.

And such a monster stands in front of Yang Fan. Moreover, Yang Fan only took 30% of his time to practice. If you practice the method of ghosts with all your strength, God knows where the demons will go.

It is also because of this that Yang Fan said that. In recent years, more than half of the lower marrow washing elixir has been taken to make his realm rapid progress, singing all the way, and breaking through one after another. A large amount of elixir will have this effect on anyone, and it is definitely better than him. At present, there are only 30 marrow-washing elixir on hand, and it is a joke to cultivate to the foundation-building period with this little elixir.

He really has no idea how to go in the future. At present, he can only take one step and slowly think about how to go up to the realm. He took back the demon spirit, got up and left the house, took a few breaths of fresh air, and then went to the Chuangong Pavilion in Maple Leaf Valley.

When he first entered the Maple Leaf Valley, Yang Fan only received one to three layers of Huoyun Gong, and the rest of the skills needed to be practiced after four layers of gas refining. In the sect, disciples who have reached the four levels of gas refining can go to the Chuangong Pavilion to receive four to six levels of skills.

In the storage bag, there is also Ghost Sing Gong, but Yang Fan still feels that the practice is not appropriate. The demon is one's own secret and cannot be known by others. Fools know what the concept is when they have practiced to the eighth level of gas refining in four years. If they lose such a treasure in the ghost religion, they will do their best to find its whereabouts. In case they find themselves, they will die. However, over the years, it seems that no one else has come to seek revenge. Is there anything strange about this?

Yang Fan shook his head and didn't think about these things for the time being. He would better take the skills in his hands first and then think about other things.

Chuangong Pavilion is the core area of Maple Leaf Valley, which contains skills from the refining period to the Jindan period, sometimes on the road, some are profound methods, and some are not passed down in the Maple Leaf Valley.

Yang Fan walked all the way and met his former brothers and sisters, and he didn't even bother to look at them. To be honest, he has no crush on the people in Maple Valley. In the whole valley, perhaps only two people can make him look at each other differently. One was Brother Xu who took him into the valley, but not long after returning to the valley, he died of his injuries. The other refers to the wind elder he cultivated.

It can be said that Elder Feng has helped him a lot in the past few years. Yang Fan not only exempted him from other chores and instructed him from time to time. It can be said that without the guidance of Elder Feng, it is absolutely impossible to successfully achieve the cultivation of the four layers of gas refining within six years.

Those who had just laughed at him in the past scoffed and showed disdain when they saw Yang Fan coming. However, he immediately swept away with his divine consciousness and expressed astonishment. They were stunned and muttered, "How can it be that waste can reach the fourth layer of gas refining!"

"What! Do you think he is a loser? He Si, don't be stupid. You only refine your own three layers of energy. It's going to be unlucky to spread it out!" The people next to him kindly dissuade him.

He Si suddenly blushed, his expression was embarrassed, and he looked at Yang Fan's figure with a little fear in his heart.

There are also some people who know Yang Fan. They all took a breath of cold air and pointed at him. Everyone was extremely surprised as if they had seen a ghost.

However, Yang Fan has long seen and remembered their every move. Sneer secretly, wait, I will set foot on the road of the strong in the future, and you will be trampled under my feet.

Just as Yang Fan was about to arrive at the door of the Chuangong Pavilion, a familiar and annoying voice sounded.

"Yo, isn't this a waste? I haven't seen you for a few years, and I've grown a lot. What's the matter? Now it's time to refine the gas layer, haha--"

The person who came here is Hao Chujun, who used to bully Yang Fan. Now, Hao Chujun also got some spiritual stones and elixirs with his own efforts and the rest of his brothers, and successfully entered the second layer of gas refining. Seeing Yang Fan, who was often bullied by himself, he naturally had to make fun of him and balance his heart.

Hao Chujun came to Yang Fan without any temptation, so he directly laughed and said, "Waste, I asked you, are you dumb or deaf?" Damn, he dares to pretend to be garlic with me and see how I will deal with you later.

Yang Fan no longer has the original anger. Elder Feng is right. Other people's ridicule may be a good grindstone, which can motivate himself to grow in disguise. Looking at Brother Hao, who had bullied him, he snorted coldly, "Get out of here."

Hao Chujun was furious when he heard the words and shouted, "Waste, how dare you be with old and old..." Just now, he felt the mountain-like spiritual pressure rushing towards him, and the powerful spiritual pressure made him feel breathless.

At this time, Hao Chujun was dumbfounded. When did the waste have such a strong cultivation? This kind of pressure was obviously only available to disciples in the middle of gas refining. With a sweep of divine consciousness, he was stunned, trembled, and said in horror, "Four or Four layers of Refining and Refining Qi! This..."

Yang Fan waved him a few meters away and said in a cold voice, "If you call me waste again, I will immediately give you a taste of life and death."

If it hadn't been inconvenient to start at the door station, you could easily kill the other party now. He stared at the other coldly and ignored Hao Chujun, who was like a sieve, and went straight to the Gong Pavilion.

After Yang Fan left, Hao Chujun took a long breath and couldn't help muttering in his heart: How did this waste be cultivated? How could it suddenly fly from mortals to the fourth layer of gas refining in just a few years? It's incredible. He is a bad spiritual root of wood fire, which is much worse than my spiritual root attributes. What's going on? Could it be that he has had an adventure? Or...

Hao Chujun thought of this and suddenly jumped up, smiled evilly at Yang Fan's departure, and turned around and left quickly without looking back.