The sound was coming from an underground cave, so it seems these people have found a cave with spiritual energy.
However, Zhang Fan had already absorbed all the spiritual energy.
He took out a talisman to conceal his presence, so that Jingxian would not discover his whereabouts for the time being.
Once he figured out Jingxian's bottom line, he would wipe them all out in one fell swoop.
It seems he has a deep-seated grudge against the Tianlong Sect; it's either him or me!
Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, a flash of killing intent passing through them.
Jingxian shouted, "Shameless! You just wait!"
They dug upwards with great effort inside the cave, getting covered in mud, and finally managed to dig a hole.
Jingxian eagerly climbed out, looked up, and suddenly everything went black. He felt something dripping on his face, hot and wet.
His heart skipped a beat; he had a bad feeling.
His trembling hand reached for his eyes. It felt sticky and warm in his hand. He looked down and saw a mixture of white and black, half liquid and half solid. He put it under his nose and smelled it in disbelief.
vomit!
It stinks!
It's bird poop!
He couldn't help but look up, ready to curse, when a sparrow flew by, its tail flicked, and a glob of unidentified liquid landed precisely in his mouth.
Jingxian was struck dumb, standing there in a daze.
Zhang Fan, who was hiding in the shadows, released a bit of spiritual energy to the sparrow.
This amount of spiritual energy is only slightly more than the spiritual energy that exists in nature, and it will not attract the attention of the immortals.
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey—" Jingxian kept spitting, the stench from his mouth lingering for a long time.
"Master, how is it? Have you seen any spiritual energy?" Ning Qi asked worriedly.
"No, it's nothing!" Jingxian spat out the bird droppings in his mouth, wiped the bird droppings off his face in the dirt, and then slowly said, "There's no one here, and no spiritual energy. Let's go back."
He took a long time to recover before leaving, urging, "Let's find another place to look for spiritual energy."
Ning Qi asked, puzzled, "Master, didn't you just say there was a lot of spiritual energy here? Why did you say there wasn't?"
Jingxian couldn't help but roll her eyes, thinking that her disciple really wasn't very bright.
Ning Qi suddenly covered his nose: "It stinks! Master, can you smell the stench?"
Jingxian knew the sound came from his own mouth. He turned his face away and said in a more serious tone, "No, hurry up and leave!"
Ning Qi sniffed and followed the stench, only to discover that the source was his master's mouth. He was struck dumb and stood there stunned.
Master, did you eat shit? Your mouth smells so bad!
After leaving the cave, Ning Qi secretly glanced at Jing Xian's pale face and dared not speak.
The others were completely unaware: "Master Jingxian, where are we going now?"
Jingxian: "Find a place to rest."
Jingxian felt incredibly smelly, as every breath he took smelled of bird droppings. There were no rivers nearby, and he couldn't wait to take a shower.
Zhang Fan watched the group disappear into the distance before slowly retreating and running towards Peach Blossom County.
Li Chunyan hadn't returned yet, so Zhang Fan sat down in the courtyard to meditate.
Close your eyes, sit cross-legged, calm your mind and focus your attention on your lower abdomen (Dantian).
Guiding the spiritual energy in his dantian to circulate through every meridian in his body, after three small cycles, Zhang Fan felt his cultivation level loosen up somewhat.
He refocused his spiritual energy in his dantian and then guided the spiritual energy core to surge forward.
With a "pop," the shackles in Zhang Fan's dantian were broken, and he directly reached the ninth level of the Qi Refining stage, only one step away from the Foundation Establishment stage.
His body was strengthened once again, and when Zhang Fan's two fists collided, they produced a metallic buzzing sound and sparks.
Even so, he was still not very satisfied.
He hasn't broken through yet and needs more spiritual energy.
Zhang Fan's face was etched with worry.
He could handle Jingxian, but he didn't know the cultivation levels of the others in the Tianlong Sect. If they were higher than Jingxian, he might not be able to defeat them.
He just didn't know where the person who destroyed the Heavenly Dragon Sect was. If he saw him, he could cooperate with him.
Xiao Hei was also cultivating nearby. It had absorbed the spiritual energy that overflowed from Zhang Fan's cultivation, and its cultivation level had actually increased again.
It bared its fangs, shook its head, and its body swelled up a size larger than before, becoming as big as a lion with its mane bristling.
Little Black stretched out its claws and scrambled hard at the ground, instantly leaving four very clear claw marks.
The yard is made of cement, which is very hard. Even Xiao Hei can dig out scratches on it. If it scratches a person, it can definitely peel off a layer of skin.
Zhang Fan's worries lessened somewhat; with Xiao Hei around, everyone would surely be protected.
Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. We're moving house this morning, releasing rockfish, and then having dinner together to celebrate the move and the festival.
Previously, Zhang Fan's body wouldn't expel any undigested substances during cultivation, but now not only does he not expel them, his body also emits a unique fragrance.
Zhang Fan had already gone to bed when Li Chunyan returned home.
There was a pleasant, unique fragrance in the courtyard, exactly the same as the scent on Zhang Fan.
Li Chunyan couldn't help but recall the scene from that night, when the air around her smelled just like that.
Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her lower abdomen felt a little warm.
The beast of desire, imprisoned, is stretching out its claws, trying to break free of its shackles.
Li Chunyan shook her head, trying to clear her mind of any inappropriate thoughts.
She took a shower, and as her fingers traced every inch of her skin, they inexplicably became burning hot.
The beast of desire has already torn a hole in the cage with its claws; with just a little more effort, it can break free.
Li Chunyan turned down the temperature of the bathwater, trying to wake herself up.
As a result, the more a beast suppresses its desires, the more fiercely it struggles.
Finally, the beast broke free of its cage and was completely released.
Just once more, just once more.
With that thought in mind, Li Chunyan walked into the kitchen and took a sip of rice wine.
Alcohol emboldens even bears.
She pretended to be drunk and pushed open Zhang Fan's door again...
After another sleepless night, Li Chunyan fainted.
Zhang Fan quickly channeled his spiritual energy into Li Chunyan's acupoints to help her recover faster.
Today is a big day for Zhangjiapo, we can't delay!
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