Weird World of Immortality

Zhou Fan will do everything he can to survive, but some things are not something he can do, so Zhou Fan feels that he should think about them too. If he really can't survive, he must at least try to settle them well. couple.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Fan shook his head. He didn't think about it any further. He still had to deal with tomorrow's patrol before talking about other things.

The whole afternoon was very quiet, and no one disturbed Zhou Fan's cultivation.

At sunset, Zhou Fan finished his day's training, and his strength increased to 500 jins!

Zhou Fan's strength will continue to grow as the Yuan force in his body is gradually refined, but he estimates that it will only increase by ten or twenty kilograms overnight.

But before joining the patrol team, being able to step into the initial stage of strength and possessing 500 jins of strength is already a very good result for Zhou Fan.

The cultivation of the awakening four-style has not yet reached the limit. If he is given another day or two, his strength will definitely reach 600 jins, which is really a pity.

When Guifeng came back in the evening, she comforted Zhou Fan a few words because of the death of the ghost, but as she talked, Guifeng cried, and Zhou Fan comforted her in turn.

In a dream, I entered the Grey River space again.

The fog still didn't show up, and the space of the Grey River was so lonely as if Zhou Fan was the only creature left.

Zhou Fan thought of the species called 'soul fish' at the bottom of the river, so he threw away these illusions and practiced "Twelve Forms of Tiger Form" on the boat.

Because of the urgency of time, it is impossible for Zhou Fan not to practice during the day to verify the effect of practicing "Twelve Forms of Tiger Form" on board, but he vaguely feels that there are some benefits.

And besides practicing the four awakening poses, he had nothing to do on the boat.

"Afan... wake up... Afan... wake up..."

Zhou Fan didn't know how long he had been cultivating, but he actually heard Gui Feng calling him in the Grey River space.

Zhou Fan's face changed slightly, he knew that the time was up, and he was going to report to the patrol team at Mao Shi.

In the past few days, only focusing on cultivation has caused him to ignore a problem. Every time he leaves the Grey River space when the time is up, how should he get out now?

If he is late, will the patrol team punish him?

The most serious thing is that if the parents can't wake them up, will they do something that Zhou Fan can't predict?

However, Zhou Fan didn't have time to think about it, because he felt that the world was spinning suddenly.

When Zhou Fan opened his eyes, he saw Gui Feng standing in front of the bed. He actually came out of the Grey River space like this.

"Get up, you're going to report to the patrol today." Gui Feng didn't notice the strangeness on Zhou Fan's face, she just nagged and turned around and went out.

The outside of the wooden window lattice was still pitch-dark, the sky was still dark, and Zhou Fan had never come out of the Grey River space at such a time.

This seems to confirm one thing, he is in the gray river space, if someone calls him, he can come out of the gray river space?

However, Zhou Fan felt that it was not quite right, things should not be so simple.

Is it made of fog?

Zhou Fan frowned slightly, if the fog did it, would that guy be able to control when he leaves the Grey River space?

If this is the case, things are not good, which means that the fog has the ability to trap him in the gray river space forever!

Zhou Fan's expression changed slightly when he thought that he might be trapped in that boat for the rest of his life.

Zhou Fan didn't have time to think about it. He put on his clothes and came out of the room. Zhou Yimu and his wife had already woken up and were busy preparing breakfast for him.

Zhou Fan went to wash up again and started to eat breakfast.

The Zhou family also prepared plentiful food for the old man. After all, it was Zhou Fan's reliance on patrol. The Zhou family did not dare to treat this old dog badly.

After eating breakfast in a hurry, Zhou Fan took the things he prepared last night and opened the door.

The sky is like a dark fog covering a blue mirror, and it is already approaching dawn.

Gui Feng told Zhou Fan, who was about to leave home, with red eyes: "Afan, be careful, if it's really dangerous... then run away."

"Mother, don't worry, I know." Zhou Fan didn't say that being a deserter is a dead end, but smiled and comforted.

"Let's go, I'll take you there." Zhou Yimu said with a sullen face without much expression on his face.

Zhou Fan bid farewell to Gui Feng and followed Yi Yi Mu, followed by his brother.

Zhou Fan looked back at the old man, and he found that the old man seemed to be much more energetic today than the previous two days.

In the early morning of summer, the white fog is deep and there is a touch of coldness.

The two of them and a dog walked through half the village that was gradually waking up, and stopped in front of a house with a small courtyard surrounded by a fence.

"Uncle Yimu, Afan, you are here." The thin monkey came out of the small courtyard, holding a pure white stick in his hand and a black pot lid on his head.

"Morning, thin monkey." Zhou Fan twitched the corners of his mouth and tried to hold back his smile, the appearance of thin monkey is too ugly.

"Wow." Thin Monkey looked at the old dog at Zhou Fan's feet, and he shouted, "Is this the old man my father said? My father is too stingy to buy me such a dog."

Clang!

Carpenter Zhang, who was standing behind the thin monkey, knocked on the pot lid on the thin monkey's head and reprimanded: "Don't stand in front of the door, you will be late if you don't leave~www.readwn.com~ The thin monkey dare not talk nonsense any more, Zhou Fan smiled and said, "Uncle Carpenter. "

If Carpenter Zhang hadn't come forward, the Zhou family might not have been able to buy this dude.

Carpenter Zhang nodded, and he said politely to Yi Yi Mu again, "Brother Zhou."

The skinny monkey only had a lifespan of thirty-two, so it was inevitable that he would join the patrol.

The four of them walked towards the side of the village together. Thin Monkey and Zhou Fan followed behind. He smiled and handed the stick in his hand to Zhou Fan and said, "Afan, this is my weapon. I've been practicing stick techniques at home these days."

Zhou Fan took the white stick, and the pure white long stick ran down his palm with a chill, as if he was holding a piece of ice.

Zhou Fan asked with surprise in his eyes, "This stick..."

"It's cut from the trunk of my cold bone white tree, I call it a monkey stick." The thin monkey winked triumphantly.

Cold bone white tree?

Zhou Fan had never heard of this kind of tree, so he handed the monkey stick back to the skinny monkey.

The monkey stick is obviously specially made for the skinny monkey, because the monkey stick is just as high as the skinny monkey.

The stick has always been flexible and easy to use when the eyebrows are raised, so there is a saying of the eyebrow-raising stick.

Zhou Fan is half a head taller than the skinny monkey. If you want to use this monkey stick, it is obviously a lot shorter. I am afraid it will be quite awkward to use.

"Hanbone white stick, you are really willing." Zhou Yimu heard the conversation between the two teenagers, and he said to Carpenter Zhang with some admiration, "The old Zhang family has been a carpenter for three generations, and they planted such a cold bone and white tree. You didn't want to sell it last time someone paid a lot of money, but you didn't expect it to be used on the skinny monkey."

Carpenter Zhang grinned and said, "If the monkey dies, my mother-in-law won't regenerate, and the family will be doomed, and she is reluctant to cut down that tree as if it were a treasure. It is estimated that the ancestors of the Zhang family will be angry. I have to climb out of the grave and kill me."