In the middle of the inspiration... I felt a whisper without realizing it, and in the Purple Palace, the winter tip will last forever.

He was eager to digest the gains from the battle with the ancestor Kurong and Rong, so as not to burst out the sudden wooden spirit aura, and Zhang Fan began to retreat without preparation.

The first time I practiced the innate Yi Wood Creation Art, I had half of the wood spirit energy that the ancestor Kurong and Rong had cultivated in his life; there was a pool of innate Yi Wood essence to help me; there was the Guiyuan Spirit Liquid condensed from Guiyuan Spirit Wood icing on the cake."

The wood spiritual roots that had been silent in Zhang Fan's body for hundreds of years were infinitely nourished, just like a spiritual tree, taking root and sprouting, and thriving vigorously at an astonishing speed.

In a flash, it was a year.

During this year, all the spiritual energy within a radius of thousands of miles was swallowed by whales and tigers, and the spiritual veins were also gathered together. A place that is like a fairy's cave and a blessed land on earth was created.

After a year, looking back, it has changed a lot here.

There are spiritual cyclones in the sky, and crystals condensed to the extreme are like stars in the sky; the condensed liquid is like rain, and the time is endless;

On the ground, beside the Guiyuan Spiritual Wood, Zhang Fan was sitting cross-legged. Instead, a giant tree that was lush and lush, endless vitality to swallow.

The innate Yi Wood Creation Art in the body was constantly circulating, and Zhang Fan seemed to have really transformed into a tree, from the seeds to the branches and leaves, covering up a world.

The wood spirit energy left by the ancestor Kurong and Rong was transformed into the innate Yi Wood essence energy belonging to Zhang Fan, which was invisible from the finest, but it merged into a gurgling stream, and continued to grow in his body.

But after half a year, I thought it would bother him for a long time. It was a big treasure and a big troublesome green light ball composed of wood spirit energy, and it completely disappeared from his eyebrows.

In front of the jade stele, the sympathetic insights of heaven and man were like a guiding light, leading Zhang Fan on the road of the innate Yi Wood Creation Art. He walked faster and faster, and went smoother and smoother, and rushed forward all the way.

It is only the first time you practice, that you can achieve such a powerful effect.

If the opportunity is ahead, if you miss it, you should touch your wrist.

In this case, Zhang Fan continued to practice without even thinking about it, and the spiritual energy absorbed by the outside world was not enough even in such a spiritual realm as a blessing in the sky. Therefore, the innate Yi Wood spiritual liquid is the best choice. These spiritual liquids are almost exclusively created for the innate Yi Wood Creation Art. If absorbed, they can save a hundred years of hard work.

How many years have he practiced? A hundred years of hard work has become an extremely huge number for him, so he has no hesitation.

If the ancestor Kurong learned that Zhang Fan was using these innate Yi Wood Spirit Liquids for cultivation, he would have to die of anger.

God knows that he has been reluctant to use these treasures for countless years. Except when his spiritual wisdom is not yet ignorant, he dare not use any of them until the critical moment of life and death.

A hundred years of hard work is greater than the sky for Zhang Fan. For the Ancestor of the Fortress, even if a hundred years is ten thousand years, it is nothing more than that.

Different concepts of time lead to different value orientations.

Zhang Fan absorbed the pool of spiritual liquid with peace of mind, but one-third of its heyday. In the next six months, all of them turned into fireflies-like light spots in the sky, and they were devoted to the big tree that could be seen with the naked eye every day.

One day a year later, the last drop of spiritual liquid in the innate Yimu spiritual liquid pool turned into the green sky, sank into the green leaves of the big trees beside them, and disappeared.

When the last drop of spiritual liquid dissipates, the pool that becomes dry will instantly crack and break, and large pieces of stone powder accumulate in one place.

At the same time, on the three leaves spreading on the Guiyuan Spirit Tree next to it, the three drops of Guiyuan Spirit Liquid that had just condensed were also thrown into the big tree like a moth to the fire.

The cyclone in the sky suddenly sank, as if there was a bottomless abyss on a big tree, like boundless devouring power, and with a "boom", it swallowed the whole thing.

As if I had a binge eating, the place where the sky-high tree was suddenly blurred, as if the space was also distorted.

As time goes by, every leaf and every branch slowly gather together and merges together, followed by the crown and body of the tree, collapse, condense, and gradually fade away.

Finally, a figure sitting cross-legged slowly emerged on the trunk. The clearer the figure, the more blurred the trunk. At the end, Zhang Fan suddenly opened his eyes. At the same time, the big tree faded away without a trace.

"Is it true? Is it fantasy?"

"Did you really transform into a big tree, or did you realize your thoughts?"

Even at this time, Zhang Fan was not sure.

The innate Yi Wood Creation Art is worthy of the name of innate martial arts. Its magicality is not only able to reflect the innate and condense the innate essence, but what is even more wonderful is that during the practice, it seems like it is a tree, and it can understand another kind of life in the wind and rain, or in the bright sunshine.

With such a true understanding, it is better than the accumulation of countless times and the accumulation of spiritual power, which is an improvement in the roots.

At the moment of the first kung dynasty, Zhang Fan withdrew his feelings and slowly stood up from the ground.

It is a bad thing for him. Look at Bu Jian and Cai.com. When he finishes his merits, he stands tall, as if he is a tree, earth and wood. He can support the sky above and top the earth, and expand infinitely.

That is the illusion after the great advancement of cultivation. At this time, there will be infinite power of heaven and earth being trampled under your feet. This feeling is undoubtedly fascinating.

At that time, the light in his eyes could almost sweep across the entire Zifuzhou. As time goes by, it slowly fades away, converges, and eventually turns into a dull and distant place.

Now it seems that Zhang Fan stood there quietly, like an old tree that has existed for countless years. It is not tall or thick. Even the branches and leaves are not called too luxuriant. Such trees are often found in the deep mountains and dense forests.

However, you may never know how many years it has existed and how long it will last. What kind of powerful power is accumulated in the ordinary tree body. This is the true integration into nature and returning to nature.

The so-called restrained essence and return to nature, which was just a forced suppression. This mysterious meaning itself is a mockery of the four words "return to nature".

This alone is enough to see how great Zhang Fan’s gain this time.

He himself did not expect that this emergency retreat, which was originally intended to rescue and consumed the wood spirit energy, would have such a result.

During this year, Zhang Fan touched a barrier countless times and felt it truly that as long as he broke through it and crossed it, he would enter a new state of late Nascent Soul.

Since then, I have truly stood in the world of humanity, overlooking the river, quietly watching the clouds roll and unfolding, and I can do whatever I want.

At that time, you will be only one step away from the dream of immortality and within reach. From then on, life and death will no longer be subject to destiny, but will be controlled by oneself, escape from the natural limitations of the body and enter a brand new world.

It's just a matter of nowhere!

Yes, in this year, he could touch that barrier for countless opportunities and truly feel the outside world.

After countless failures, Zhang Fan was not discouraged, but instead felt a sense of joy and encouragement.

Being able to touch that barrier countless times proved that after he practiced the innate Yi Wood Creation Art, the combination of wood and fire was indeed a natural state.

As long as you break through with strong force, you can step on one blow and break!

It's just a matter of time and strength. It's more than ten or eight years of accumulation, or returning to the Faxiang Sect, and taking advantage of the unique conditions of the mountain gate, no matter which one is enough to make him achieve the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage.

Countless amazing geniuses and talented talents who are incomparable to the best of their talents have been hard-working for thousands of years, but they cannot reach the level of the time.

It is a great fortune, a great opportunity, a hard work, and an unwavering heart!

The breeze swayed the ends of his hair and the corners of his clothes, standing against the wind. He gently stretched out his hand and held a wisp of breeze. It felt like he was holding the whole world.

"You finally got to this point."

Suddenly, an old voice came into his ears. Zhang Fan slowly looked back and saw a young-like bitter Taoist with infinite emotion on his face.

When we met in the past, we had just built foundation cultivation. A monk who formed a pill could make him extremely afraid. Now it seems that he was just crushed to death with just one finger.

The world has changed so much. After a while, Zhang Fan smiled and said:

"Old Ku, let's go back to the mountain!"

"I don't want to wait for a moment in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

After the words came to his mouth, he reached out and sucked, and a golden cow horn on the ground fell into his palm. Then Zhang Fan stepped out and disappeared into the Zifuzhou world with the Ku Taoist.

Three days later, the wind was calm and the sea seemed to be in a deep sleep. The water surface was blue and there was no storm.

Outside the island of tyranny, one man and one cow, crossing the sea through the waves

The manniu was carrying Zhang Fan on his back, with a happy expression on his face, and even ate ginseng fruit.

He is indeed worthy of joy. At this moment, his two horns seemed as majestic as before, but he looked pitiful and disabled as if he had been a year ago.

These two horns are now considered magic weapons.

Seeing that Manniu made great contributions this time, his momentum was really powerful and powerful. Zhang Fan spent some time to refine his two horns into magic weapons and reconnected them to his flesh and blood.

This not only makes it beautiful, but also adds some power.

On Manniu's nose, a metallic nose ring shining with his movements also swayed and completely confirmed the identity of the bull.

The family feud has been avenged, and the ambition of the mount is bright. The man bull is so happy that flowers will grow on the face of a cow.

Lying on the back of Manniu, Zhang Fan suddenly felt something and stood up to look back, but saw that the Kurong Island had shrunk behind him into a slightest. As the sea surface fluctuated, it appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Walking through the sea, the waves suddenly faded away, and in an instant, one man and one cow disappeared on the sea.

Defense: Third update
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