Xianhong Road

Chapter 14 A New Beginning

With doubts and dissatisfaction in his heart, Yang Fan once again entered the Xianhong space.

This time, he immediately appeared in the warehouse, surrounded by some of his usual favorites.

Walking out of the warehouse and stepping on the green land, Yang Fan felt an indescribable feeling.

The entire space was dead silent, and the crimson-black land exuded an aura of silence and death, rushing towards him like a tide.

Yang Fan was shocked, and felt so isolated for the first time.

Even after finishing his martial arts, he was insulted and ridiculed in Yangjiabao, and almost everyone rejected him. Under such circumstances, he still kept a clean heart.

However, at this moment, he was stepping on the green land, which was as small as a small piece of land, surrounded by a desolate and dead atmosphere, but he felt an unprecedented loneliness and helplessness inexplicably.

In the green land, a trickle flowed into his body, instantly allowing him to enter the strange state where he blended into the surrounding environment as if he could control everything.

A piece of green land, but can stick to a piece of tranquility and verdure in this endless land of death.

This is like an oasis in the boundless desert, so that countless lost people can't help but burst into tears when they see hope, and they are extremely happy.

In an instant, the loneliness and helplessness in Yang Fan's heart disappeared without a trace.

If I was born as a forest tree, I should be thriving; if I was born as a secluded grass, I should be luxuriant and shake green.

At this moment, Yang Fanming realized the tenacity and unyieldingness of life.

call!
After a long time, he let out a long breath.

Just this epiphany, he felt that his soul realm had risen to a higher level.

The power of the soul has jumped to the original state of Qi Refining Dzogchen.

This speed made Yang Fan feel terrified.

In just a short cup of tea, he has achieved a goal that ordinary people can hardly achieve in ten or twenty years.

His soul power has reached the Great Consummation of Qi Refinement, and if he wants to cultivate his mana to reach the Great Consummation of Qi Refinement, it is only a matter of course, and all that is needed is hard work in reality.

"Congratulations master."

The puppy next to the hut said happily.

Yang Fan stretched his body, only then did he discover the infinite mysteries of "Xianhong Jue", which can be called a marvelous achievement through the ages.

However, if you want to call it against the sky, Yang Fan still feels that it is not enough.

This skill seems to be based on the study of medicine and Taoism, and other thousands of spells and supernatural powers have become heresy instead.

What's even more damning is the fearless spirit of "fraternity and selfless dedication" dominated by the chapter on lay on hands.

This is really hard for Yang Fan to accept.

In today's world of cultivating immortals, most monks are selfish, fighting for various interests for magic weapons and panacea, even at the cost of their lives.

"Puppy, "Xianhong Jue" is what you call a heaven-defying technique?"

Yang Fan asked calmly.

He was just suspicious, not dissatisfied with the power of Xianhong Jue.

Xianhong Jue is a set of exercises that can truly achieve immortality!

Just this point, Yang Fan is not dissatisfied at all.

"Yes, do you have any questions?"

Puppy said.

"If I'm not mistaken, this set of exercises is mainly based on the study of medicine and Taoism, with the ultimate thought of fraternity and selfless dedication."

There was a trace of doubt on Yang Fan's face.

"I have never practiced "Xianhong Jue". As a heaven-defying technique, it is the only one in the world, and there is only one practitioner. However, I still know some information about it."

The little dog showed a look of reminiscence, and said hesitantly: "It's not a medical skill, I just heard... It is said that it is a set of non-combat against the sky."

Non-combat?

Yang Fan was startled, and then said speechlessly: "It's not about combat, isn't that just an auxiliary skill?"

"Well, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe..."

The puppy said evasively.

"But don't worry, even if it's an auxiliary skill, it's against the sky, at least it can let you compete at the same level. As the saying goes, existence is reasonable." The little dog chuckled.

Yang Fan was silent for a long time, and asked: "Then can I practice other exercises at the same time? For example, some exercises with great supernatural powers."

"Theoretically, it should be possible..." the puppy said with some uncertainty.

"Well, I guess I found the wrong person."

Yang Fan shrugged, but looked away.

Whether it is a combat technique or an auxiliary technique, as long as it can bring strength to oneself and a chance of immortality, it is the best technique.

As for that bullshit philanthropic thought of selfless dedication, let it go to hell.

There are so many spells and supernatural powers in the heresy chapter, Yang Fan is looking forward to it.

Before leaving, Yang Fan glanced at the 500-year-old white jade ginseng buried in the green soil.

At this moment, the white jade ginseng has regained some vitality, and there are endless green light spots circulating on it.

"Well, very good, this ginseng has been completely revived, and it won't be long before it will be a precious 500-year-old white jade ginseng."

Thinking of this, Yang Fan felt secretly happy. Without spending a single spirit stone, he earned a natural treasure worth hundreds of spirit stones.

Looking at the green land, Yang Fan's eyes glowed, this is the golden finger for getting rich!

"Huh? Why do I feel that the scope of this green land has expanded a little?"

Yang Fan suddenly let out a soft "Huh", looking at the green land under his feet.

Is it an illusion?
Yang Fan's consciousness increased a little for a moment, but there was no change.

"eccentric……"

Yang Fan took it as his own illusion, thought for a while, and went back to the warehouse.

Then, his figure disappeared in Xianhong's space.

The little dog stared at Yang Fan's leaving back, and murmured to himself: "My master is also an idiot... Oh, why did I forget... You can't speak ill of him, or he will know later..."

The puppy looked remorseful again.

……

Beside the bonfire, Yang Fan once again looked at the quiet forest around him, and couldn't help feeling a piece of vibrant greenery in his heart.

"There is still most of the night, why not just practice."

Yang Fan sat cross-legged, and began to comprehend the contents of "Remnants of Qi Refining Chapter".

A series of obscure formulas and runes circled in his mind.

It stands to reason that the content in this Qi Refining Chapter is extremely obscure and profound, far more than ten times better than ordinary exercises.However, Yang Fan was able to comprehend its profound meaning dimly.

Moreover, even if he understands this profound meaning, he cannot express it in words.

Perhaps it was because Yang Fan's soul power had reached the state of great perfection in qi refining, and he felt a sense of qi in just midnight.

The sense of qi is the threshold that monks must pass through to enter the qi refining stage.

The cool greenness like strands of silk flows in his body, invisible and qualityless, colorless and odorless.

What kind of power is this? Even Yang Fan himself can only touch it vaguely, and outsiders may not be able to feel it at all.

At this moment, in the eyes of outsiders, Yang Fan's body is still empty, without any mana.

However, Yang Fan really felt that he had touched the edge of the Qi refining period.

On the second day, the morning dew dripped on his forehead.

Yang Fan sat cross-legged on the ground like a dead wood, the bonfire beside him had already been extinguished, his face was tranquil, intoxicated by the indescribable artistic conception, within a radius of twenty feet, every breath, an ant, a dead leaf, everything Everything is closely connected with his senses.

Feeling the coldness on his forehead, Yang Fan opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, there seemed to be a flash of emerald green as warm as rain and dew, and his temperament also changed a lot.

At this moment, anyone who sees him for the first time will feel a sense of kindness and affection.

However, if you look at it from the perspective of ordinary monks in the Qi refining period, his body is still empty, without a trace of mana.

Standing beside the extinguished bonfire, Yang Fan smiled lightly, raised his finger lightly, the flame flashed, and a fire bomb flew out, hitting a green tree.

Bang!
The flames burned for a moment on the trees, but because of the tidal air of the forest in the morning, they did not spread, leaving a charred mark.

"Ha ha……"

There was a smile on Yang Fan's face.

He had lost all power the night before.

However, after one night, he successfully cast the first spell after "Rebirth".

Fireball is just the lowest level of spells.

For Yang Fan, it was a new beginning.

(Chapter 2 is here, there must be no shortage of tickets.)
(End of this chapter)