Chapter 12

After learning from the master, Lin Fan traveled alone. The aura of the earth is very scarce and messy, which is not conducive to the absorption of warriors.

But three years ago, he found a Book of martial arts in a relic. He could inhale it into his body to practice regardless of the disordered aura of the earth. Of course, there are advantages and disadvantages. If you want to be promoted in practice, it is 10 times or even 100 times of the aura required by other practitioners.

"It seems that Haiyun is not all bad when I come back. This tender bamboo is enough to stabilize my injury."

Sitting cross legged on the ground, Lin Fan took a deep breath and calmed down. Mobilize the true Qi in the body and run for 12 weeks in the meridians.

The aura of tender bamboo slowly forms a small whirlpool, and then goes into Lin Fan's pores.

With the replenishment and moistening of aura, Lin Fan immediately felt that the damaged meridians were recovering quickly.

The dried up elixir field seems to have begun to recover its vitality.

An hour later, Lin Fan opened his eyes and looked at the tender bamboo with little aura left: "this is for the time being tonight."

It was not easy to find such a baby, he did not want to use it at one time, the follow-up time is still long.

Inheriting the mantle from his master, Lin Fan's strength has reached the level of strength that countless martial artists have looked up to. He still needs one foot to reach the legendary tomb strength.

Unfortunately, he was seriously injured when he was exploring the site, and his strength directly fell to the present Mingjin. However, the skill "dragon vein resolution" obtained from the site opened a window for him.

It is totally different from the skills he has been exposed to. It can be said that it has subverted Lin Fan's concept of martial arts. Since practicing this skill, Lin fan has seen a different world. Maybe this is the real martial art.

The next day before dawn, Lin Fan got up early. Sitting cross legged on the ground, facing the direction of rising sun, when the sun comes out, Ziqi comes to the East, which can be said to be the most abundant aura.

After 36 weeks of mobilization of Qi in his body, Lin Fan puffed out a mouthful of turbid Qi. After a night's rest and meditation, he clearly felt that he had recovered a lot from his injuries.

"Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan."

A cry sounded, Wang Jijun trotted over, panting.

"Uncle Wang, what happened?" Frown slightly, Lin Fan asks a way.

"No, the bald head is coming again, and this time he's bringing someone."

Holding Lin Fan's hand tightly, Wang Jijun quickly ran back to the door: "while they haven't found out, Xiao Fan, you should leave from the back door."

"Uncle Wang, I beat people. What do you do if I leave?"

Holding Wang Jijun, Lin Fan said, "I'll handle this matter. Uncle Wang, you believe me."

"Well, then."

Looking at Lin Fan's stubborn manner, Wang Jijun sighed: "it's a big deal. We're fighting with them in the neighborhood."

"Uncle Wang, when you call the neighborhood, don't do it. Just leave it to me."

Knowing what Wang Jijun was referring to, Lin Fan picked up a hoe from the corner: "of course, if they do, Uncle Wang, don't hesitate, take the hoe and smash them in the head."

"Xiao Fan, you are right. Kill those bastards."

Holding the hoe in his hand, Wang Jijun spat hard at the ground.

"Uncle Wang, don't do it until you have to."

Deeply afraid of Wang Jijun an excited wrong hand to kill, Lin Fan quickly said: "these little scumbags, I can handle it alone."