The force of this wind was so strong that it knocked down Jiang Yanran and Fang Haoming who were squatting next to Zhang Fan. They were even blinded by the sand blown up.
Zhang Fan, on the other hand, suddenly sat up cross-legged, with his hands on his knees, in a posture of practicing meditation. The hurricane around him was still raging unbridled, but Zhang Fan was as steady as a mountain, not moving at all.
Zhang Fan suddenly raised his hand, formed a strange seal with his hands, and then let out a low drink.
"Practice Youyang Jue and dare to ask the sky, and the awe-inspiring righteousness will remain in the world! I am here in the realm of moving qi!"
As soon as Zhang Fan finished speaking, he saw that the hurricane around him no longer blew around Zhang Fan's body like a tornado, but turned into a giant python and pierced towards the sea of energy in Zhang Fan's dantian.
Under the injection of heaven and earth energy, Zhang Fan felt a warm feeling in his Dantian Qi sea, and then spread to his whole body. Even the internal organs that were injured by Jiang Meng were restored under the nourishment of heaven and earth energy.
come over.
Everyone present saw this scene in front of them, and their eyes widened in surprise.
"Zhang Fan actually broke through!" Jiang Yanran blurted out. He had seen this kind of situation with his father several times, and he was no stranger to this.
"Brother Fan, are you okay?" Fang Haoming looked at Jiang Yanran and asked subconsciously. He had never seen such a scene.
"It's okay, Zhang Fan got a blessing in disguise." Jiang Yanran responded.
This situation lasted for about five minutes. The hurricane around Zhang Fan slowly faded away. Zhang Fan made a gesture to stop, let out a breath of turbid air, and slowly opened his eyes.
"I'm fine, don't worry." Zhang Fan looked at the crowd and said, with a smile of He Xi on his face.
Although he was at the ninth level of Qi Refining and was only one step away from the Qi Movement Realm, it was only after Zhang Fan had truly broken through to this level that he realized the difference between the Qi Movement Realm and the Qi Refining Realm. The true energy in his body had increased by a full third.
1. Furthermore, his control of Qi has been improved by several levels. With the same strength, he who is in the Qi Movement state can save more Qi than he who was in the Qi Refining state before.
From the moment the hurricane blew around Zhang Fan, Jiang Meng seemed to feel a sense of familiarity, so he kept standing there looking at Zhang Fan without moving.
However, after Zhang Fan stood up, Jiang Meng rushed towards Zhang Fan again, and slashed towards Zhang Fan's neck with his palm full of energy.
Before, Zhang Fan was quite afraid of Jiang Meng, but for some unknown reason, Zhang Fan felt at ease and fearless at this time.
Zhang Fan kicked the ground hard with his feet, his body rushed out, and he started fighting with Jiang Meng.
"Beng bang bang..."
Muffled sounds echoed throughout the martial arts training ground, and these martial arts instructors and students were in for a treat.
Zhang Fan, who had broken through to the Qi Movement realm, faced off against Jiang Meng again. He was no longer at a disadvantage and the two were evenly matched.
Although Jiang Meng was in the third stage of the Qi Movement Realm, when he just fought with Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan knew that due to the torture of the disease and the fact that Jiang Meng used Qi to beat the hallucinated ghost every day, and had insisted on it.
After about a month, it took a lot of effort on Jiang Meng himself. His actual strength was at the first stage of the Qi Movement Realm.
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If Jiang Meng's true strength is really in the third stage of the Qi Movement Realm, it would be difficult for Zhang Fan to even receive one of Jiang Meng's blows. It is very likely that he would be seriously injured under that blow.
Since Zhang Fan's body was full of true energy, and Jiang Meng's battle with Zhang Fan had consumed some of his own true energy, within about five minutes, Jiang Meng was at a disadvantage.
At this time, everyone looked at Zhang Fan with more and more admiration. Jiang Meng was a god-like existence in their hearts. Now Zhang Fan actually wanted to defeat the god in their hearts. How could they be calm?
After another five minutes, Zhang Fan completely restrained Jiang Meng, and then struck him on the back of his neck. Jiang Meng passed out and Zhang Fan hugged him.
Seeing this scene, Liu Wenrong and Jiang Yanran ran over quickly.
"Zhang Fan, my dad..." Jiang Yanran asked with concern on her face.
"Your dad is fine, he was just knocked unconscious by me." Zhang Fan said.
After hearing Zhang Fan's words, Jiang Yanran and her daughter felt a little more relaxed.
Zhang Fan picked up Jiang Meng and walked toward the bedroom in the backyard. After entering the bedroom, Zhang Fan laid Jiang Meng on the bed and then checked Jiang Meng's pulse.
Jiang Meng's pulse condition was relatively stable and his life was not in danger for the time being, but his cardiopulmonary function showed signs of failure.
Once there are signs of organ failure, it is most likely due to poisoning. After Zhang Fan took his pulse for a while, he found that the pulse was no longer stable, but beating very irregularly. Zhang Fan took out the
A silver needle was pierced into the vein on Jiang Meng's arm. A drop of red blood spilled out from the eye of the needle, but there was a purple halo on it.
"Go get a piece of rice paper." Zhang Fan looked at Jiang Yanran and ordered.
Hearing this, Jiang Yanran left the room and brought back a palm-sized piece of rice paper from the study. Zhang Fan used the rice paper to wipe off the blood drops on Jiang Meng's arm and placed it on the table, waiting for the drop of blood to dry naturally.
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"Zhang Fan, what's wrong with my dad?" Jiang Yanran asked.
"Your dad must have been poisoned, but I'm not sure yet whether it was that kind of poison." Zhang Fan replied in a deep voice.
After hearing Zhang Fan's answer, Jiang Yanran and Liu Wenrong looked at each other and did not continue to ask.
In about five or six minutes, all the water in the blood evaporated, leaving a reddish-purple blood mark on the rice paper. The purple color was obviously too much compared to the blood before.
Zhang Fan picked up the rice paper, then picked up the lighter on the bedside, lit the lighter, and burned it under the purple-red blood mark.
A wisp of green smoke rose from the rice paper. The green smoke looked like a little ghost with teeth and claws. The expression on the little ghost's face was even more provocative. Moreover, it seemed that there was a slight hint of smoke coming from the green smoke.
A mocking ghostly cry.
"Ghost?" Liu Wenrong was shocked.
As soon as Liu Wenrong finished speaking, the wisp of green smoke dissipated.
"Young man, what's going on? Then Feng Kong said that Yanran's father was not possessed by evil spirits. Moreover, you just said the same thing. Why is there evil spirits now?" Liu Wenrong asked.
"Feng Kong is right. Uncle Jiang is indeed not suffering from evil spirits, but is poisoned by a poison." Zhang Fan explained, "The poison that Uncle Jiang was poisoned by is called the middle harm poison. After being poisoned by the middle harm poison,
Unlike other poisonous poisons, obvious symptoms of poisoning will appear on the body, and it is difficult to detect it even in the hospital."