After Gua Luo Daojun woke up, he was about to devote himself to collecting leaves on the new day. Before he could walk a few steps, he heard Zhao Fan's voice ringing behind him, "Brother Gua Luo, drag me to a position with light...
I'm playing big, I can't move..."
"Well."
Gua Luo Daojun jumped back to the stone wall, opened his hands and gave Zhao Fan a princess hug.
"Damn, can you change your posture?" Zhao Fan complained with powerlessness.
"cannot."
Gua Luo Daojun said while holding Zhao Fan out.
After a while, it was placed on the open space.
"I'll go and do my business first." Gua Luo Daojun disappeared in a flash.
The light shone on Zhao Fan's body, and his vitality began to revive, and the state of the chaotic Taoist body gradually rose.
The fisherman opened the door, looked at Zhao Fan, said nothing, and then took his gaze back, rowed the boat to Baidao.
It's approaching evening.
Zhao Fan's chaotic Taoist body finally returned to its fullest state. He jumped up extremely abundantly, felt it, and said, "It seems to be a little effective, but it seems that it is not. It's just the beginning, and it will take a long time to make the comparison obvious."
The fisherman came back on time and took Zhao Fan out of the island to catch fish.
This time I moved to the waters on the edge of Purple Island.
The fisherman caught a net without any effort.
And Zhao Fan once again staged a scene of being dragged into the water by a little fish!
...
In this way, the cycle has passed day by day.
In a blink of an eye.
It was the ninth month that Zhao Fan had arrived at Hanjiang Island.
Gradually, he got used to the rhythm of leaving the island every day and returning empty-handedly, and every night, he was frozen to the limit of the chaotic Taoist body in the cold. He was dragged to the open space by Gua Luo Daojun to enjoy the light.
Surprisingly, on the evening of that day, when he was waiting for the fisherman to come back, he took out the one-step sword from Gua Luo on a whim and gestured.
As I slashed, my mind was touched, and the feeling of the sixth secret technique suddenly came!
He was immersed in the state of selfless enlightenment.
The whole process was completed in one go!
It took three incense sticks, and the fifth secret technique laid the prototype!
When Zhao Fan came to his senses, he saw the fisherman looking at him in front of the wooden house. He glanced at the void. It was already completely dark. He lowered his head in shame and said, "Master, I accidentally got involved.
Click...
"It's okay, I won't leave the island today."
The fisherman said with some satisfaction: "Your fifth secret technique is much earlier than I expected, and it really lives up to the name of a peerless genius."
"Master laughed."
Hearing that the master had no intention of blaming him, Zhao Fan quietly breathed a sigh of relief. His fifth secret technique was not so much a sword light as a condensation of coldness. It had no sharpness, but it could make the target feel a biting stiffness.
Cold, looking at the level of the level can definitely be called the ultimate control method!!!
On the surface, it was touched by the thoughts, but in fact, it was the accumulation of the cold waves every night over the past nine months!
Daylight provides inspiration to remove control.
"Master, maybe I can catch fish tomorrow!" Zhao Fan smiled. He was about to try using the fifth secret technique to control the fish while netting the fish!!!
After hearing this, the fisherman smiled.
Another day passed.
When it was dark, Zhao Fan followed the fisherman back to Hanjiang Island with a headache.
There is no doubt that it failed again!
Zhao Fan ignored an important reason, that is, the fish here are living environments in the water containing coldness. After his fifth secret technique was used, it only made the fish a little dull...