Let him now... Kakaka... Mai Fan tried his best to shrink himself into a corner... As the sun rose in the day...
More and more sunlight is coming out of this pit.
While he was trying to avoid the sunshine, he also began to make plans for his future...
Now that I have the ability to move freely...then I shouldn't stay here and study slowly.
Only when you go out can you see the world, and maybe you will find your own opportunities.
Make yourself strong, at least don’t get out of breath whenever you move.
Mai Fan, who had made plans, immediately fell silent.
No matter what you plan to do...you can't do anything during the day.
His silence lasted until the evening... When Mai Fan opened his eyes in a daze, the moonlight had replaced the sunlight and was shining down.
He used all the strength of his bones to move his body over.
This time, the area being bathed was larger...
It was so big that Mai Fan made a bold attempt to see if he could communicate the existence of the tavern.
Just such a thought made him mobilize all the essence he absorbed today.
‘Pa, Didi…’ A very small door and a countdown of 10 appeared in front of Mai Fan.
"It's open!" Mai Fan didn't have time to get excited and invaded the kitchen with his mind. He only had ten seconds... What kind of help should he choose?
‘Didi didi... bang’ The poor little door of the tavern was closed.
Mai Fan didn’t even have time to think about why the back door opened first...
He hurriedly looked into his skeletal palm...Nothing! Nothing! How could he have grabbed it out of the refrigerator?
That is the spirit of the void, frozen in a special refrigerator in the kitchen using a special method.
The Spirit of the Void, which I would only put in a little when making soup. A large pot of soup could satisfy the Pharaoh's trading volume for a whole week... is gone!
Where has it gone? Where is a piece of void spirit like me?
Mai Fan was a little anxious, but in his current situation...kakaka... except for helplessly cracking his own bones, he couldn't do anything.
But just when he tapped his finger bones for the third time...
“Ah!” The soul fire fused in the bones beat violently.
A kind of burning pain came from the palm where he just held the returning spirit of the void...
This is the pain that Mai Fan felt only from the sun after he came to this world.
Not good! Could it be said that the two substances are incompatible with each other?
Is the only thing he chose from the tavern suitable for the situation the most deadly?
Just when Mai Fan was thinking that it might be over...
This kind of burning pain actually spread, towards his whole body, towards every bone in his body, towards the various connecting bone gaps... It just divided the pain equally...
Mai Fan can bear this kind of pain... He can finally look at his current situation with a normal mind.
That small piece of void spirit seemed to melt into his bones...
Following the lines of yesterday’s moonlight... flowing slowly in the same way...
Does this mean...
Mai Fan began to carefully observe these water-like traces... only to discover that these traces turned out to be traces of the suffering the villain had suffered during his lifetime...
The criss-crossing grooves left on his bones after slashing with swords...
It just so happens that these channels of flowing light and energy are formed...
Let them become an opportunity for Mai Fan's skeleton to move, and it seems to be the trajectory for his continued cultivation in the future.
If at this time, there is a person in this world...
You will definitely shout: "This is a miracle...it is a God-sent choice..."
Because these intertwined traces are forming a circuit, a seal carving.
Let Mai Fan, the skeleton, achieve the purpose of cultivation.
If you think about it carefully, this can be regarded as a model of innate cultivation and independent sprouting.
In ancient times, there was the first spiritual fire that created the world. Today, there is the essence of moonlight, and the skeleton cultivated in the extremely gloomy place...
In fact, these two things are the same kind in the final analysis...there is no distinction between them.
But the image of Maifan...
After the Void Spirit was completely absorbed by him...
khakhakha, he climbed up from the Bone Cave, and slowly opened his arms towards the cave entrance filled with moonlight...
The deep will-o'-the-wisp, bang, suddenly ignited in the eye sockets of his skull...
The light flickers on the white bones...
Mai Fan was bathed in the moonlight... Although he couldn't make any expression, if anyone saw him... they would definitely scream...
Because this skeleton is laughing...smiling happily...
Nor ?????????
The problem of speaking is no longer a problem.
MIT
He can finally move freely and has become what others call the spirit among the monsters...
Even though he is very weak now, as long as an ordinary adult hits him hard with a stick...he will probably be hammered to pieces...
But he still had to be lucky...he moved as fast as he could.
Because the longer he is weak, the more dangerous the situation becomes for him...
Getting up as soon as possible is the greatest safety for him...
And he can also know what this world is like...
Thinking of this, Mai Fan had already stepped on the top of these bones... He discovered that he had a natural affinity for bones...
Wherever he goes, sporadic soul fires will gather towards him, and those bones that have long lost their vitality...
It is also like a part of his body... that is obedient to his orders and can be manipulated freely.
Mai Fan looked at the brittle bones at the entrance of the cave and shook his head helplessly...
When he gets stronger...the bones here are really not suitable for him.
‘Hey…’
Mai Fan climbed on a pile of broken bones and stood at the entrance to the outside world...climbing out with just one effort...
Only one head was exposed, and he was stunned at the entrance of the cave...
What kind of world is this... Outside the Bone Cave, there is the same gloomy atmosphere...
The rocks are pitch black, the trees are dark, the soil is pitch black... There is no green on the ground, and there is no life in the sky...
Lonely, cold, lifeless...
There is no chirping of insects, no chirping of birds...
At a glance, this mountain has no end in sight...
At the very front of the end, there is also endless darkness...
