Taoist Yugan smiled sadly and said: "If there is any good way, you have to come and help me. In short, we can't let this kid Qin Fan sink like this!"
The crazy old man nodded and said, "Of course I know this!"
With a wave of his hand, he grabbed the wine gourd, stood up and said, "Okay, if nothing happens, I'll leave first to see how that kid Qin Fan is doing!"
After the old man left, Taoist Yugan sighed, lowered his head and shook his head.
In fact, let alone Qin Fan, even he feels very broken now.
He has been in Dayou Mountain for at least a hundred years. During these hundred years, he has also encountered good cultivating disciples with good qualifications, but in the end he fell because of the entire environment of Dayou Mountain!
Now, I meet a disciple like Qin Fan who is hardworking, mature and has good potential.
He originally thought that Dahou Mountain could rise thanks to Qin Fan.
But, I never expected that I would encounter something like this!
"Is it destined that I, Dahoushan, will not be able to straighten my back in Xingdao Temple?" Taoist Yugan raised his head and sighed.
When he thought of Qin Fan's distressed look, he felt even more uncomfortable!
Thatched house.
Qin Fan sat huddled in the corner, with Chen Mu and several others standing next to him, not knowing how to comfort him!
After all, it is not easy to reach the seventh level of Qi training, but everything was lost overnight.
In the Moiren Continent where martial arts is respected, no one can accept this!
"Brother Qin"...Chen Mu shouted in a low voice from the side.
Qin Fan raised his eyes, glanced at everyone, shook his head and said, "Okay, you guys go out, I'm fine, I just want to be alone!"
Chen Mu and others looked at each other. They were worried that Qin Fan would be unable to think about it for a while and commit suicide directly!
Qin Fan could see everyone's thoughts. He waved his hand and said, "I'm really fine. Don't worry, I won't be upset. I cherish my life very much!"
Qin Fan waved his hand as he spoke.
Chen Mu thought for a moment, then waved his hand to let everyone go out first. Before leaving, he patted Qin Fan on the shoulder and said, "Brother Qin, I'm at the door. If you need me to do anything, just call me!"
Qin Fan raised his eyes and nodded and said yes!
Chen Mu and others had just gone out when a crazy old man came in carrying a wine gourd.
Glancing at Qin Fan, the crazy old man chuckled and said: "Qin Fan, actually this is not a big deal. There will be a chance to recover in the future. Come on, have a drink first!"
Pass the wine gourd to Qin Fan.
Qin Fan tilted his head and glanced. If this had happened before, he would have kicked him over. But when he thought of that moment, he pushed the old man hard and saw the uncomfortable expression on his face.
His lips moved, but he didn't say anything. He took the gourd of wine and took two swigs.
The old man chuckled, bared his big yellow teeth and said with a smile: "Good boy, you finally don't mind me being a dirty old man!"
Qin Fan drank a little too hard and choked twice.
The old man quickly stepped forward and patted Qin Fan on the shoulder and said, "I told you to slow down, kid. These wines are all yours. I, the old man, won't drink a sip!"
Qin Fan felt a little better, tilted his head and glanced at the other party gratefully, threw the wine gourd aside and said: "Okay old man, I'm fine, get out first, I want to be alone for a while! "
The old man nodded and said yes, put the wine gourd that he never left behind next to Qin Fan, and walked out!
Inside the thatched house.
All was quiet.
Qin Fan huddled in the corner, his heart collapsed and felt uncomfortable. When he thought that all his years of practice had been reduced to ashes, there was nothing he could do to save Xiaoli.
When he thought of this, his heart was as sharp as a knife!
What should I do?
What should I do?
Qin Fan shook his head and muttered, with a sad look on his face.
Immediately he sat cross-legged, and Qin Fan tried to mobilize the spiritual energy in his body again!
However, at this moment, there is no spiritual energy in the body, and even the Dantian cannot be sensed before.
However, Qin Fan was still a little unwilling. He had luck again, but it was the same as before.
The more anxious he became, the more Qin Fan felt that he just couldn't lift up the spiritual energy.
In a hurry, a mouthful of blood spurted out. Qin Fan tilted his body and fell to the ground unconscious.
…
When he woke up, it was already midnight.
Chen Mu and others were still standing guard. When they saw Qin Fan wake up, they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother Qin, you're awake!" Chen Mu and others came forward.
Qin Fan looked at everyone and nodded.
With Chen Mu's help, he sat up and said to everyone: "Thank you for your hard work, brothers. I'm fine. You should go back and rest!"
At this time, the old man came over and said, let Chen Mu and the others go back to rest, he is here!
After everyone left, the old man wanted to chat with Qin Fan, but Qin Fan shook his head and said he wanted to rest.
Then he fell to the ground and fell asleep.
Later in the night.
Qin Fan, who had been unable to sleep, sat up and looked at the old man sleeping on his side, sleeping soundly.
He got up and walked out of the thatched hut.
The night is lonely.
Moonlight lonely shadow.
The night wind was a bit cold, but Qin Fan didn't even notice it at the moment!
He is actually a little upset now. If he had listened to his master and rested properly, would he have avoided this meridians' reverse flow?
Wouldn’t it mean that your cultivation level is completely gone now?
Shaking his head, Qin Fan felt really sad.
Looking up and looking at the lonely watery moonlight, Qin Fan shook his head and murmured: "Xiao Li, can't I really save you?"
Sighing, Qin Fan walked along the field ridge alone.
He walked to a tree, stood there for a long time, clenched his fists and hit the tree trunk with all his strength, with a loud snap.
However, the tree didn't move at all, and Qin Fan's fist hurt!
Qin Fan cursed "Fuck" and walked forward until he reached a thatched house.
This place is a temporary rest room where they usually carry water and dung.
There was no one there at the moment. After Qin Fan entered, he sat there and tried to mobilize the medical knowledge in his mind.
Qin Fan thought to himself that if his cultivation was completely lost, there must be something wrong with some of his meridians, so maybe some medicine could be used to remedy it!
The medical knowledge and spiritual talismans were still in his mind, but Qin Fan could not get a glimpse of any medical knowledge now.
Alas! Qin Fan sighed. He has no spiritual energy now and cannot mobilize the medical knowledge in his mind!
Will I really become a waste? Qin Fan's heart is even more desolate!
At this moment, a large amount of coolness poured over his whole body!
No! Qin Fan shook his head. He sat cross-legged again, and then tried to attack the Dantian, trying to mobilize a little spiritual energy.
But, it still failed.
But Qin Fan still tried.
fail!
try!
Fail again!
Try again!
…
The sky was getting brighter, but Qin Fan was still trying, his face was pale and there was no blood at all.
The crazy old man who stood at the door of the thatched house until dawn looked at Qin Fan like this, shook his head and said, "This kid is so pitiful!"
In fact, when Qin Fan came out last night, the old man followed him closely. He was worried that the boy would lose his mind and jump off the cliff, which would be the end of him.
But fortunately, this kid didn't seem to be thinking too hard, which made the old man breathe a sigh of relief!
Looking up at the sky getting brighter, Qin Fan dragged his tired body out and walked out.
A look of disappointment.
After one night, it still doesn’t work!
The next few days.
Qin Fan used his medical knowledge to try to recover, but it still had no effect.
This made Qin Fan completely desperate and collapsed, and he gradually began to degenerate.
Qin Fan locked himself in a thatched hut, drank and slept, and did not carry dung or water for several days!
In the past few days, Qin Fan had gone against the grain in his martial arts practice, and the news that he had lost all his martial arts skills suddenly reached Xingdao Academy through someone's mouth.