Xianhong Road

Chapter 15 Physical Variation
A small fireball technique made Yang Fan unprecedentedly satisfied and extremely happy.

You must know that if you want to cast a first-level spell like Fireball, you need at least the cultivation of the Qi Refining Period.

Yang Fan has only felt a sense of qi at this moment, and has not yet stepped into the qi refining period, but under the good soul artistic conception, he released a fire bomb technique very neatly.

For this alone, he is much stronger than the half-assed immortal cultivator and "Eighth Uncle" in the early stage of Qi refining.

Glancing at the scorched marks on the verdant trees, Yang Fan smiled slightly, stepping on the ground, stretching his body and mind, feeling the breath of life lingering around his body.

Just cast a fire bomb, at least a quarter of Yang Fan's mana was consumed.

However, when he walked out of this forest, both mana and soul power returned to their peak state.

"This recovery ability is terrible..."

Yang Fan felt a shudder in his heart. Such a recovery ability was no worse than taking a general panacea.

Just imagine, with this terrifying recovery ability, among the same rank, who can compete with Yang Fan.

Although "Xianhong Jue" is not a specialized combat supernatural power technique, but with this astonishing recovery ability alone, it can surpass its peers.

A quarter of the mana, Yang Fan only took ten breaths of effort to fully recover.

"Is Xianhong Jue a wood-type exercise?"

Yang Fan had a doubt in his heart.

Among the basic five-element exercises, the monks of the wood-type exercises have the longest energy veins, and when fighting, their endurance is much stronger than that of monks of the same level.

At the same time, there are also various healing spells and supernatural powers in wood-type exercises, and they also have certain advantages in concealing breath.

Under normal circumstances, monks who practice wood-type kung fu have a slightly longer lifespan than other monks of the same level.

"However, when I had an epiphany before, I clearly felt that every plant, every tree, every brick and every tile has spirituality, which seems to have surpassed the scope of ordinary wood-based exercises."

After all, Yang Fan couldn't determine the specific attributes of "Xianhong Jue".

Perhaps, when he has practiced the whole set of exercises to Dzogchen, everything will be clear.

Walking on the official road, Yang Fan looked back at the nameless forest, and felt a feeling in his heart.

"Leaving 'Yangjiabao', I should go home now."

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and walked along the road towards Wuliu Town, south of Yangjiabao.

Along the way, I also encountered some sporadic pedestrians.

Most of these passers-by went to the market in nearby villages. When they saw Yang Fan, they just took an extra look, and there was nothing strange about it.

Yang Fan felt very strange. When he walked out of Yangjiabao yesterday, he could hear discussions everywhere he went, and even pointed at others.

"Where is the problem?"

In order to solve the doubts in his heart, Yang Fan walked to a nearby calm lake.

Standing in front of the lake, Yang Fan saw a handsome and elegant man. His black hair was scattered casually. Although it was messy, it gave off a warm and windy feeling.

"this is me?"

Yang Fan was surprised, not to mention that his white hair turned into black hair, and his temperament changed a lot.

"No, going home in my state will definitely arouse the suspicion of interested people."

Yang Fan thought something was wrong.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and restrained his breath.

Following his movements, the lake in front of him rippled with waves.

The special aura on Yang Fan's body gradually subsided, and its vitality became less and less.

At a certain moment, his face was still slightly pale, with a look of weakness.

Yang Fan didn't stop, and the aura on his body changed further.

After a while, his whole body was like a dead wood without a trace of life.

At first glance, it looks like a dead person.

boom!
Suddenly, like a piece of wood, Yang Fan's stiff body lay on the ground, his face was pale and his skin was cold.

Could it be that he practiced the secret technique and accidentally lost his life?
Half an hour later, when the rising sun from the edge of the sky shone on Yang Fan's face, his body began to squirm slowly.

Afterwards, his cold skin began to return to temperature, some blood color appeared on his face, and his stiff body also stretched out.

"It's so strange, I seem to be born with this kind of 'dead wood skill', and I can use it, but I can learn it immediately."

Yang Fan was stunned.

The dead wood skill is not the content of the "heteropathic chapter", but a kind of spell in the "laying cure chapter".

"Could it be... as long as it's the spells in the 'Lay on Hands', I can quickly learn it?"

Yang Fan then chose an important spell that can be practiced at this stage in the "Lay on Treatment", the Rain and Dew spell.

The rain dew technique can heal general trauma and has a greater effect on wounds.

Sure enough, as expected by Yang Fan, he only comprehended the rain and dew technique for a while, and he learned it three to four times.

I saw him spread his palms, and a mist invisible to the naked eye was scattered in the air, refreshing and refreshing.

Due to the limitation of mana and heat, even though he became the rain dew technique, he could not see the rain and dew. Even if the immortal cultivator used the "spiritual eye technique", he could only see a layer of light green mist.

I don't know how effective this "rain dew technique" is?

Yang Fan expected in his heart that this is one of the important spells in Xianhong Jue.

So, he bit off his left finger, and used the rain dew technique with his right hand.

At this moment, an incredible scene appeared:

Just as Yang Fan bit his finger, the skin ruptured, and the wound healed before the blood overflowed.

After Yang Fan's right hand's rain and dew technique was successfully cast, the wound had already healed.

Yang Fan couldn't help being startled, and he could still feel the coolness flowing over that finger.

Such a situation is simply beyond Yang Fan's cognition.

Legend has it that some supernatural beings, or tyrannical beasts, have indestructible bodies, invulnerable to swords and guns, and even if there are wounds, they can heal instantly.

"It turns out...not only the mana recovery speed is fast, but even the wound has such a terrifying recovery speed."

Yang Fan felt more and more the horror of "Xianhong Jue".

Even, it can no longer be described as horror, and it is not an exaggeration to call it perverted.

Overnight, Yang Fan's physique changed drastically.

His physical strength, speed, agility and other aspects did not change much qualitatively, but only his recovery speed reached a level that even Yang himself felt terrible.

call!
Yang Fan took a deep breath, wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and performed the "Dead Wood Technique" again to restore the aura on his body to a very normal level.

After thinking about it, he lowered the tone again to make himself look a little weak.

"Well, like this, it's almost..."

Yang Fan looked at the mirror-like lake water and was very satisfied. For the first time, he realized that he was also a little narcissistic.

The Yang Fan in the mirror is a little weak, but coupled with his handsome appearance, he has a bookish temperament.

Back on the main road again, pedestrians saw Yang Fan, and they were still not surprised.

On the contrary, there was an old woman, when she saw Yang Fan, her muddy eyes suddenly lit up, and she couldn't help saying: "You are so handsome, he just looks a little weak."

Immediately, she said regretfully again: "Oh, the young people nowadays, at such a young age, have been hollowed out by women."

Yang Fan's hearing is excellent, and he was far away, and when he heard the old woman's words, he almost didn't trip over the stones under his feet.

In terms of beauty, Yang Fan has been suppressed like iron for 18 years.

As the number one genius, there are countless beautiful women whom Yang Jiabao secretly flirts with.

However, Yang Fan is still a virgin.

It's not because he doesn't have the desire in this area, but because he doesn't want to delay his cultivation because of his beauty.

Hearing the old woman's words, Yang Fan was speechless, but he couldn't help thinking: "My physique has mutated, and my resilience is so strong. In that respect, my endurance should not be bad..."

Thinking of this, the virgin Yang Fan's heart, which had been suppressed for many years, jumped a few times.

Hurrying all the way, Yang Fan didn't touch the particles, and he was still full of air.

When the sun was setting, a willow forest appeared in front of it.

Under the slanting reflection of the sunset at dusk, a quiet and peaceful town appeared in Yang Fan's vision.

His eyes were slightly red, tears dripped down, and he sighed softly: "Wuliu Town, my home, has finally arrived..."

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(End of this chapter)