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Hey, this must be another piece of good fortune.

Although he agreed with what Deer God said, and the reality was right in front of him, Chen Fan was still moved.

Under the condition that he did not reveal his identity, perhaps he could appropriately reveal some truth-- He absolutely could not involve the Qing Xuan Sect.

Now that he had thought about it, he felt much more at ease. He silently circulated the Eternal Creation Art and pointed at the vast amount of vitality in his dantian.

Although the Heavenly Heart Formula and the Wanhua Sacred Arts had the ability to devour, Chen Fan discovered that the biggest difference between the two cultivation techniques was the order of quality.

No matter how great the anger or fear from the outside was, the Heavenly Heart Method would be able to receive it all. In comparison, the Myriad Manifestation Saint Technique was much worse.

Furthermore, he still needed Chen Fan's consciousness to control it, and frequently guided it, in order to refine the incoming external force and gradually transform it into his own cultivation.

Crash! *

He didn't know why, but he could hear the sound of water splashing around. It could be seen how majestic the energy of the Purple Gold Ginseng was.

Looking inside his body with the Spiritual Consciousness, what Chen Fan saw was truly a craggy water body. Immediately, he corroded it bit by bit with the Wanhua Divine Arts, fusing it into the meridians in his entire body.

As it continuously circulated, it imprinted its own unique aura until it returned to its dantian. Only then did it complete the refining process.

Following after that ray of purple light was incited by the myriad of divine arts, Chen Fan's body also revealed that kind of divine light, and very quickly was enveloped by it.

This was not the end. When the flow of life gradually sped up, there were even bursts of fog coming from the top of his head. It gave him a vague sense of beauty.

From afar, he looked more like an unmoving mountain Buddha as he sat cross-legged with a calm expression. As long as he didn't speak, he was considered a true expert within the endless dense mist.

He focused all of his attention into it and carelessly injected a huge amount of life force into every meridian. He still had plenty of life force left in his dantian, so there was no need to worry so quickly.

His whole body felt warm and comfortable, as if he was bathing in the afternoon sun.

This was the reaction of a normal body, as long as one had sufficient life force as a foundation, not only would the cultivation be smooth sailing, the Longevity would also experience a huge improvement.

Other than that, Chen Fan did not channel all of his energy back into his body. A portion of it would be specially injected into his flesh and bones, until it entered the depths of his bone marrow.

Now that he thought about it, it seemed like he had suffered some losses, and was not really injured, but he had wasted all the medicinal power in his body for nothing. But Chen Fan knew very well the advantages and disadvantages of this.

After each wisp of energy entered his body, as long as he did not seek death, he would not disappear for no reason. No matter what method he used, he would still be able to display his full potential.

It was just that the thoroughness of the squeeze was related to the skills and methods of the Cultivator, which varied from person to person.

I, too, came to take a look. How can such a grand occasion lack the participation of the Heavenly Dao? The Deer God could not hold it in and also showed his head.

His actions were more like a robbery to Chen Fan, forcefully plundering, and he only needed to hook a finger within the Zifu Space to be able to intercept a large amount of the medicinal power.

The explosion was similar to a good ending. Originally, it had reached the level of a flood season, but after the Deer God branch flow split, it returned to its normal state.

After all, he had some Heavenly Energy s that were easy to get close to. If he showed a little goodwill, he would be able to gain a lot from it.

Even with thousands of years of growth, no one could hope for the medicinal properties to give birth to intelligence, much less for one to know that they had jumped into a bottomless pit.

After the smiling Deer God waved his hand, the strength of the Spiritual Consciousness increased rapidly. Naturally, the Spiritual Energy had nothing to do with him.

Don't look at how Deer God is a swindler all day. The level he is at is far higher than Chen Fan. Even if the entire Purple Gold Ginseng were to be instilled into it, it would still not be possible for him to break through.

Tsk tsk tsk, you making me feel especially ceremonious every time I cultivate like this, as though I have already returned to the state of being a Supreme Wu Tian and have to be prepared to save the world at all times.

Chen Fan ridiculed, but he did not mind a piece of the cake given to him by the Deer God, as the two of them were grasshoppers on the same rope.

This was still his most recent discovery. With the addition of that old fellow, there was probably nothing else in the entire continent that could match up to him.

Even if it was just a simple cultivation session, the Heavenly Dao would still appear. Who would even have the right to utter a single word in response to that?

The two of them continued to absorb the medicine and improve themselves continuously. Both of them felt that they were in the same boat. They were once heaven shaking powers, but now, they were in such dire straits.

Without caring about that useless thought anymore, Chen Fan continued to control the Wanhua Divine Arts and slowly and steadily pushed the medicinal power, forcing it into his flesh.

Confinement at any place was not as reassuring as the rest of his body. When the Storage Bag was lost, the Spell Formation was also in danger of being broken through.

Besides the purple light, there was also a faint white light flashing outside his body. It was the anger that was stored in the Heavenly Heart Formula.

In comparison, Chen Fan was much more concerned about this technique. In the end, it was chosen by him 10,000 years ago.

What he needed to do was to continuously cause trouble and anger more people. As long as he could guarantee that his life wouldn't be taken away and then sit back and enjoy it.

The mist surged and filled every inch of space, and the entire room was filled with the dense aura of Spiritual Energy.

He was truly worthy of being a master. He entered a state of cultivation the moment he got off the bed. He did not intend to rest for even a moment.

It wasn't without reason that he could be called a master. He already had such superb methods up his sleeves, but he was still so hardworking.

Outside the courtyard, the two disciples who were arranged by the Third Elder to take care of Chen Fan were discussing.

Only after a whole six hours did Chen Fan finish refining the medicinal power, and this was only the result of the Deer God helping him, otherwise, it would have taken even longer.

Sigh, being old isn't good. So it turns out that this Purple-Gold Ginseng, even if it were ten thousand years old, could be completely consumed in just a few breaths of time.

Chen Fan said self-deprecatingly, now that he thought of his original cultivation method, he really wanted to slap himself twice. It was simply too brutal.

It was rare for him to be like that, carefully suppressing the medicinal strength of the pill before slowly circulating it around his entire body. After confirming that there was no danger, the medicinal strength flowed into his Dantian.

Only a large portion of it remained, meticulously saving for later use. In the past, he had directly devoured these spiritual plants as if they were fruits.

He had never cared about the effects of the medicine, much less whether his body could take it. Zhi Zun was famous for being able to interact with Ancient Saint.

If only he had eaten less, even one bite would have been enough … Chen Fan could save a lot of energy now …

For the next three days, Chen Fan did not leave the house. In any case, he had an entire week's worth of free time and his Yuan Sect was right in front of him.

The main point was that with his bountiful harvest this time, the rate at which his cultivation base rose was a bit too fast. He had to make more preparations to prevent his foundation from being unstable.

The three elders had sent people over many times to invite him over for a banquet, so they naturally did not dare to disturb him.

Hu. He had finally stabilized.

Chen Fan took a long breath. It was only on the fourth day that he took the first step.

He also had a whim. After returning to this world for so many days, he had yet to experience the true essence of the mortal world. It seemed like it was time for him to experience the essence of the earth.

Hence, he decided to just walk out of the mountain gate and walk around the towns near the Yuan Sect. None of the trusted aides of the Third Elder dared to follow him, which made Chen Fan feel a lot more at ease.

The Qingshan Town was a very ordinary, small, mundane place. Strictly speaking, it couldn't be considered outside the Yuan Sect either. After all, this area of five thousand kilometers was under their jurisdiction.

There were many other small towns like this, and most of them relied on the existence of Yuan Sect to supply resources to this colossus, as well as to provide endless support for its expenses.

Normally, he would also be under the care of the Yuan Sect and would be very safe. He never had to worry about any Bandit s wreaking havoc.

If the Bandit from any side dared to behave atrociously in Yuan Sect's territory, especially in the core region of the headquarters, they would most likely think that their life was too long.

Meat buns, meat buns that even dogs don't care about. All kinds of stuffing are available. Everyone, quickly come and have a taste!

Sour and sweet candied fruit, do not miss the passing of a million, not tasty free gift!

Sky dragon meat, ground donkey meat, authentic crispy fire!

It was a very normal street with all sorts of shops along the way, especially food. The hawkers were busy selling food.

There were many people walking on the road. Perhaps it was because of the Yuan Sect, but there were also many small towns that only occupied a few dozen kilometers of land.

Most of the people here were ordinary mortals, of course there were also cultivators, and there weren't many of them. Normally, those Yuan Sect disciples would not come to this kind of place, they were mostly around the Qi Disciple stage.

His eyes casually swept across his surroundings. To Chen Fan who was used to this kind of boring cultivation, this kind of bustling scene was really strange.

He couldn't even remember the last time he went shopping without any worries. In any case, this was more than the amount of time he had spent in deep sleep, plus a thousand years.

Ever since he had embarked on the path of the Dao, he didn't have the time to experience this so-called enjoyment. Now that he thought about it, it was hard to tell if he regretted it or not. In short, it was difficult to understand what it meant.

They had only accepted a few disciples and wandered around with them. Naturally, they had to take on the task of refining their hearts in the mortal world. Who would go wandering the mortal world for no reason at all?

Actually, it would be good to be a rich old man and live a simple life. Chen Fan said to himself.