In about twenty minutes, Huang Qingyun arrived at Zhang Fan's house and went directly to the monkey god's room.
"Brother Fan, I heard you say on the other end of the phone that Ba Xia's shell had a positive effect on my father's illness. Is this Ba Xia the guy carrying the monument?"
Huang Qingyun put the things in his hands aside, walked quickly in the direction of Zhang Fan, and asked impatiently.
"Yes, the sixth son of the dragon."
Zhang Fan replied.
"Brother Fan, when you suddenly talked about this with the monkey god, did you find a clue to hiding this thing?"
Huang Qingyun continued to ask with expectation.
Zhang Fan glanced at Huang Qingyun and smiled dumbly, "Ba Xia's shell is already in our hands."
A flash of doubt first flashed across Huang Qingyun's face. After calming down, he asked tentatively: "The shell in the smelly ditch is not a turtle shell, but Baxia's shell?"
"right!"
Zhang Fan responded again.
"But that thing is in your hand, and it has become one with your hand."
"After I called you, I asked the monkey here how to get the shell of Ba Xia out of my palm. I thought I would get the shell of Ba Xia out before you got here, but unfortunately
, still haven’t gotten it out yet.”
Zhang Fan shrugged helplessly.
The monkey god cannot speak human words and can only perform performances for Zhang Fan to guess. However, if the two parties' understanding of the performance is slightly different, they will not get the correct answer.
The monkey was anxiously pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back.
"Thank you Brother Fan, thank you little monkey..." Huang Qingyun said with gratitude as he looked at Zhang Fan and the monkey.
Zhang Fan and Shenhou both waved their hands indifferently, and their movements were exactly the same.
The monkey god continued to pace and think about how to express his thoughts, while Zhang Fan and Huang Qingyun started chatting.
"The monkey god said, there are two ways to force Ba Xia's shell out of my palm. Just now neither of us came up with these two methods. He thought carefully about how to express it. I calmed down and said calmly.
Maybe these two methods will come out soon."
Zhang Fan said.
Huang Qingyun nodded heavily.
"Brother Fan, I made some authentic bacon and bacon ribs. Let's have some together for lunch."
Huang Qingyun pointed at the pile of things at the door.
Zhang Fan looked at the stall and looked embarrassed. He had eaten this kind of bacon several times when he went to the south before, but he was not used to it in the north.
Specialty delicacies from various places have their own flavors, and there is no good or bad distinction. In addition, everyone has their own taste.
Simply, Zhang Fan expressed his thoughts.
"Okay, Brother Fan, since you can't get used to it, let's not eat this."
Huang Qingyun said, "Brother Fan, we are from the same area, but I think this food is pretty good. I really like to eat it..."
"Then you keep it for yourself."
Zhang Fan smiled.
At this moment, the monkey god made a "squeak" sound from its mouth, and Zhang Fan and Huang Qingyun both looked over.
The monkey god started his performance again. He sat cross-legged and made a training posture. After half a minute, he stood up suddenly and punched the wall, just as his hand was about to touch it.
When he reached the wall, he slowed down and touched the wall gently.
He is a monkey with a mortal body, and his physical fighting ability is about the same as that of a cat. If his fist really touches the wall with all his strength, even if his arm is not broken, several fingers will be broken.
"Does this action of yours refer to Qi cultivation?"
After thinking for a while, Zhang Fan asked.
"Zhizhi..." The monkey nodded excitedly.
Later, Zhang Fan recalled the way the monkey held water and dropped it into his hand before Huang Qingyun came.
Practice plus dripping liquid...
Zhang Fan slowly raised his head, looked at the divine monkey and asked tentatively: "Are you saying that the Juyuan Liquid can force this tyrant out of his shell?"
The monkey god nodded again, then opened his arms again and drew a big circle in front of him.
"Will it require a lot of Poly-Yuan Liquid?"
Zhang Fan asked again.
The monkey god nodded again, then pointed at Zhang Fan, and rolled on the ground with his teeth bared.
"Is this process painful?"
Now, Huang Qingyun understood and asked.
"Zhizhi..." the monkey god responded.
Huang Qingyun didn't want Zhang Fan to suffer. In addition, although the two of them had received a cubic meter of Juyuan Liquid before, Zhang Fan gave away part of it. In addition, Zhang Fan had improved so many ranks, so the Juyuan Liquid should be used.
Quite a few, such a precious thing, he didn't want Zhang Fan to waste it on this matter.
Therefore, Huang Qingyun directly asked: "What about the second method?"
After hearing Huang Qingyun's words, the monkey's expression became heavy. He pointed at the Dantian and tapped several large acupoints on Huang Qingyun's body.
"collapse……"
Immediately afterwards, another voice came out from the mouth of the monkey god.
"Self-explosion in Dantian?"
Huang Qingyun's pupils shrank and his heart sank.
The monkey god shook his head.
"Is it because you are destroying your true Qi and your Daoxing?"
Zhang Fan answered.
The Divine Monkey then nodded. Before Huang Qingyun arrived, the Divine Monkey had been communicating with Zhang Fan about the first method of forcing Ba Xia Ke out of the body, but never mentioned the second method because he did not want Zhang Fan to do that.
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"This is not possible... this is not possible..." Huang Qingyun also quickly rejected the second method.
"Then let's use the first method."
Zhang Fan smiled and said.
"Brother Fan, this..."
"It's painful! It's not like I haven't experienced it before. When you have a breakthrough, your body doesn't hurt?
Just be patient and it will pass, it’s not a big deal.”
Zhang Fan patted Huang Qingyun's shoulder, "It doesn't matter if I consume the Juyuan Liquid. I consumed half of it when I first reached this level. After reaching the third level, the consumption will definitely be even greater, so I want to ensure that my
For the speed of cultivation, what I have in hand is far from enough. I need to find out whether there is Uncle Huang or not."
Huang Qingyun wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zhang Fan, "Don't say anything, that's it. It's not like you don't understand my character."
Huang Qingyun smacked his mouth and said nothing more. His eyes looked at Zhang Fan full of gratitude.
Huang Qingyun's father's matter was very important, so Zhang Fan did not hesitate at all and got out all the remaining 0.4 cubic meters of Yuan Juye.
"These should be enough, right?"
Zhang Fan looked at the monkey and asked.
"Zhizhi..." The monkey nodded.
Zhang Fan used his true energy to gather these Yuan-Gathering Liquids together, forming a funnel shape. The first drop of Yuan-Gathering Liquid quickly fell onto the hidden palm of Ba Xia Ke.
"Buzz..."
Hearing a soft cry from the contact point, a surge of vitality slowly rippled out, and Zhang Fan's originally normal skin also changed, with tortoiseshell lines faintly appearing.