Mu Fan recounted in detail his and his grandfather's experiences on Earth, and also told him a series of experiences after coming to Tianyuan Sect. "So your grandpa is still on the earth now. You are the only one on Jiuxiao Island. It will take three years for you to see your grandpa?"
"Yes, uncle. Grandpa, I went out to look for him once last time, but he disappeared. I didn't find him. I had to wait until he took the initiative to find me three years later."
"Okay, Xiaofan, my uncle will give you something, which is equivalent to a meeting gift from my uncle. But this gift involves too many people or things, so you must not expose it easily."
Just after he finished speaking, Lin Wuchen took out a shabby bamboo slip from under his dirty and messy bed. It was covered with a thick layer of dust. After wiping the dust clean, he could vaguely see a row of five white scrolls vertically downward. The big characters are "Nine Heavens Breaking the Dust Jue".
Mu Fan was a little confused as to what this shabby bamboo slip was for, but it was given to him by his uncle, so naturally he had to accept it.
"Thank you uncle"
"What kind of expression do you have, kid? I'm kind enough to give you steamed buns, but you're still too shy!" Lin Wuchen saw that Mu Fan was a little unhappy, as if he disliked what he gave him.
"Hmph, my uncle told you that the "Nine Heavens Breaking the Dust Art" is something that many great masters dream of. If it weren't for your uncle, I wouldn't be able to understand it at all. How could I take advantage of you?"
"Nine Heavens Breaking the Dust"? Mu Fan held the bamboo slip in his hand and observed it carefully, but did not find anything surprising.
"Uncle, what level of skill is this?"
"The "Nine Heavens Breaking the Dust Technique" is a skill without levels. It will be as strong as you are in the future."
Just brag, Mu Fan doesn't believe that Lin Wuchen just made it up. He might have picked up a bamboo slip from somewhere and randomly changed his name to fool him.
Just when Mu Fan was secretly complaining about his uncle, the little milk tiger suddenly emerged from the sea of consciousness.
"Mu Fan, where did you get this technique?"
The little milk tiger has been sleeping for a long time, but today he suddenly appeared on his own initiative.
"Little Naihu, wake up. This broken Kung Fu book was given to you by my uncle. I don't think it's even a low-level Huang level."
"You have long hair and short knowledge. I vaguely seem to have heard the name of the technique you are holding somewhere, and the beast spirits in the Ten Thousand Beast Art actually seem to be a little afraid of it. Generally, only high-level techniques can be used against low-level ones. "The Art of Ten Thousand Beasts" is a heaven-level technique that has been passed down by the Luo family for countless generations. There is definitely something weird about your technique."
"Really!" Mu Fan was a little excited. Little Milk Tiger is much more knowledgeable than him. Little Milk Tiger has said so, so he must be a good thing.
"Little Naihu, can you help me test how strong my uncle is? I'm very curious about my uncle's current state."
"You are beautiful, take your time and guess." Just after saying this, the little milk tiger disappeared from the sea of consciousness.
"Uncle, how do you practice this "Nine Heavens Breaking the Dust Technique"?"
Mu Fan began to inquire about the cultivation method of bamboo slips.
"I said you silly boy looks quite smart sometimes, why would you ask such idiotic questions? If I knew how to practice, I would give it back to you! Just slowly realize it yourself!"
"oh……"
This is Mu Fan's second skill. The two skills, "The Art of Ten Thousand Beasts" and "Nine Heavens Breaking the Dust", seem to have a lot of origins, but I don't know what changes they will have in Mu Fan's future... .
It seemed that he could only rely on himself. Mu Fan put the "Nine Heavens Breaking the Dust Jue" into the Najie, and he would study it carefully when he had time.
"Uncle, I still have two months left. I don't want to stay in this valley any longer. I want to go out and practice. I hope my uncle agrees."
"You are right. Working behind closed doors is a taboo in cultivation. Before that, my uncle will give you one last helping hand."
"Help me?" Mu Fan was curious about what Lin Wuchen said.
"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" Following a sonic boom, Lin Wuchen stretched out a pair of old hands like dead wood from his long sleeves. Mu Fan's eyes suddenly turned white, and Lin Wuchen put his withered hand on top of his head.
Mu Fan suddenly felt confused and confused, and had no idea what his uncle wanted to do to him.
"Xiaofan Yun Gong concentrates and holds on! My uncle is trying to make you enter the later stage of foundation building. Now you carefully sort out the vitality that your uncle has input into your body and inhale it into your Dantian."
Lin Wuchen adopted the most direct method of encouraging young people to advance. He wanted to use external forces to force his grandson to advance successfully.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!!!"
Mu Fan's sea of consciousness was a hundred times more painful than the last time the little tit tiger invaded. It was too unnatural to encourage this kind of cultivation method. Even God would not allow it and set up many barriers.
Generally, only cultivators who are several realms higher than the opponent can use this forbidden move. It will not have much impact on the person in the lower realm. As long as they can endure the pain caused by the advancement, it will not be easy on the person in the high realm.
It is possible that the vitality will be counterattacked, which may cause the person to fall into the realm, or cause the sea of consciousness to be damaged in the worst case.
Unless someone with an unimaginably good relationship would choose this method, even if it were their own biological children, normal practitioners would not choose this method that outweighs the gain and loss.
Mu Fan felt that his bottleneck in the late stage of foundation building had begun to loosen. He calmed down and stopped roaring loudly. He seriously understood the changes in the vitality in his body and strived to break through to the middle stage of foundation building.
"Poof", Lin Wuchen spurted out a mouthful of purple old blood, but he did not stop and continued to transfer his power.
Mu Fan's body trembled slightly.
"Pa" "Pa" "Pa"
The bones in the body exploded like firecrackers.
"break!"
Mu Fan shouted angrily, and the vitality liquid in his body successfully broke through the blockage of the tendons and flowed into the Dantian, and finally flowed out from the Dantian.
These vitality liquids seemed to have been filtered and became very different from just now.
It has become very transparent, not like it was white in the middle stage of foundation building, but as pure as spring water, becoming clear and translucent.
Mu Fan clenched his fist and could clearly hear the explosion coming from his finger bones. His whole hand now felt full of strength.
"Uncle"
Mu Fan saw that Lin Wuchen's rags and linen clothes were stained with purple blood and were a little black, so he quickly stepped forward to help him.
"It's not in the way, it's not in the way." This small injury was nothing. Lin Wuchen waved his hand and pushed Mu Fan away.
"My uncle, Fan'er, can't repay me before today. In the future, if Fan'er succeeds in his studies, he will definitely bring my uncle to earth to live with my grandpa."
"Hahaha, I have been living in this valley for who knows how many years. I haven't heard anyone say such passionate words in my ears for a long time. Okay! Uncle, wait until the day you succeed in your cultivation."
"By the way, you should get up and go out now. No one can reveal my identity except your grandfather and me when you get back outside, especially the people of Tianyuan Sect."
"yes!"
Mu Fan had already planned to leave today, and now what his uncle said was exactly what he wanted.
After walking out of the door, Mu Fan came to the big yellow dog's side, touched the big yellow dog's head, and looked back at the yard and thatched cottage. From now on, he didn't know when he would come back.
The gentle breeze makes people drunk, and the yellow dog sleeps in the courtyard.
The most valuable thing is to be free from worries when I miss you.
Mu Fan set off...
Under the snowy mountains...
It took poor Wei Lin a whole month to escape from the snowy mountain, and now he looked in a miserable state.
"Bah," Wei Lin spit out the fire spirit grass in his mouth. Fire spirit grass has a very good effect in keeping out the cold. Generally, monks will use it to refine fire spirit pills. It is the favorite of fire magic cultivators.
Now that he didn't even get any hair but had planted many fire grasses, Wei Lin secretly cursed the elder who assigned him the position.
If Elder Yuan of Tianyuan Sect hears Wei Lin's dissatisfaction, he will definitely scream injustice. The location of Tianyuan Small World is not under their control at all. The only thing they can do is to open and close the exit.
"There is a big lake here where you can take a good bath." The place Wei Lin came to happened to be the deepest part of the misty forest where Wu Yue was.
Wei Lin plunged into the lake with a fierce dash, and cultivators also have a playful and naughty side. These are all practices.
Bottom of the lake...
Wuyue spent a month but still couldn't find the treasure that the master said. Today, she went to the bottom of the lake for inspection as a routine.
After searching to no avail, Wuyue prepared to go back. When she was about to swim back to the lake, she discovered something was wrong in the lake.
There seemed to be people in the lake, and the originally calm lake surface was now splashing with water.
After much thought, Wuyue decided to return to the bottom of the lake. She was naked now. If she returned to the shore naked, she would definitely be seen naked by the people in the lake. Then how would she behave in the future.
Wei Lin, who was enjoying himself in the lake, didn't notice anyone at the bottom of the lake. He was like a happy fish, playing in the lake to his heart's content.
Somewhere near the deepest part of the Misty Forest, Mu Fan walked over on fallen leaves.
The yellow fallen leaves on the soles of his feet made a crunching sound. Looking at the thick fallen leaves, Mu Fan concluded that no one had ever been here.
As he headed south, Mu Fan strode toward the center of the lake...
"Damn it, why are there people in this ghost place?" As soon as Mu Fan arrived in front of a large lake, he saw a man swimming happily in the lake.
Taking a closer look, he turned out to be Senior Brother Wei Lin.
Senior Brother Wei Lin made a good impression on Mu Fan, and Mu Fan hurriedly said hello: "Hey! Senior Brother Wei, why are you here?"
Wei Lin in the lake vaguely heard someone calling him, looked around, and soon spotted Mu Fan on the shore.
He ran ashore without wearing any pants, "Brother Mu, why are you here!"
Both of them asked the same thing, why are you here.
Looking at the naked Wei Lin, Mu Fan was a little speechless. Senior Brother Wei, you are really more open-minded than an earthling like me. You are really not ashamed at all.
"Senior Brother Wei, I have just arrived here, but you are living a very comfortable life, and you still have time to swim here." Mu Fan looked at Wei Lin with a slightly lewd look and joked.
"Don't mention it anymore, I'm such a bastard!" Wei Lin heard Mu Fan say that he was living a comfortable life, and all kinds of grievances came to his heart. He was a mute eating Coptis chinensis, and he had all kinds of suffering but couldn't express it.
He had worked so hard to escape from the snow-capped mountains, but Mu Fan, a heartless man, still teased him like this.
