On the 28th day of fifty times gravity practice, there were already a lot of monks around the retreat.
Ding Chunqiu, who is surrounded by many stars and the moon, looks very bad.
In two days, chen fan will break the record he left at the beginning, and the ranking of the inner door will surpass him. It may not be good for anyone to change this kind of thing.
"Elder martial brother Ding, in my opinion, chen fan may not be able to survive these two days. You don't have to care!"
"That's right. Even if you've survived, elder martial brother Ding is surpassing. I don't believe that an overseas casual practice can turn the sky?"
In the face of public discussion, Ding Chunqiu didn't say a word. He knew his own things clearly. Three years ago, he was able to practice in an environment of 50 times the gravity for a month. It could be said that he was lucky. If he was given another chance, he might not have reached such a level.
At the beginning, when he was practicing in the retreat, he had to rest for a long time after the end of each practice. However, chen fan only spent a few days to heal his wounds every time he came out.
What does that mean?
Chen Fan's actions have already surpassed Ding Chunqiu.
It's a shame for him to be surpassed by an overseas casual practitioner. Ding Chunqiu doesn't even dare to think about what he should do in the future!
It is with such a tangled thought that time has passed another day.
But now, all people do not speak, because they suddenly found that a small chen fan, can refresh their own cognition again and again, and even make them begin to doubt life!
In the meditation room, chen fan has an obvious feeling that he is only a thin film away from breaking through. As long as he grits his teeth and sticks to it for a while, he will step into the peak of Wuling.
His lips were dry and cracked, sweating and bleeding from his pores.
Ordinary people simply can't imagine that at this time, chen fan was quietly enduring such pain. It was like a mountain pressing on his back, and the hard stone was constantly rubbing against his skin. The piercing pain in his heart could make a person with a firm mind crazy.
During these four or five months of retreat, chen fan seems to have gone through Purgatory and tasted all the pain in the world.
At the beginning, his purpose was very simple, just for contribution. But after that, chen fan found that he could make use of cultivation here, and his purpose became a breakthrough.
Now, the breakthrough is just half a step away. All the pain chen fan has suffered will be worth it. After the breakthrough, he can start to move towards the realm of marquis Wu.
Try something that has never been achieved by casual practice.
Chen Fan believes that this is his own, and he believes that he will eventually rely on unparalleled firmness, perseverance, stubborn, out of a strong road.
"Boom..."
suddenly, there was thunder rolling in the sky, and the blue sky was covered with dark clouds. It seemed that the sky felt Chen Fan's persistence in power and was making his own response.
At this moment, all the people outside the world hold their breath and gaze, their hands curling together, as if waiting for Chen Fan's blockbuster.
In the main hall of zongmen, Zhao Wuchen and Guo Mingfeng are also floating in the air, looking forward to the rise of Tianjiao.
The rise of Tianjiao, which can be compared with the biography!
But what everyone does not know is that an unexpected accident is brewing slowly!