Push the world

Chapter 3 I just want to be steady now
"Yeah! I hit!!!"

"Look at my Wind Fist."

The sound of everyone practicing came from the training ground.

Everyone is working hard.

For them, Hanchuang has worked hard for more than ten years, assigned to Zhenmagic Division, enjoying extremely high benefits and treatment, and their status in the Great Xia Dynasty is also very high, and they are deeply respected by the people.

But now is not the time to be lazy, you must work harder to practice, and have a tyrannical strength to be able to handle the strangeness with ease and keep yourself safe.

"Xiaofan, you have cultivated Wanlu body training to the third level. The foundation is very good. We deal with strange things. We mainly rely on qi and blood in the early stage. The qi and blood of the human body are extremely thick, with the power of pure yang, and the qi and blood are boiling. , turned into a blood dragon, facing Weird, with tyrannical Qi and blood can completely kill Weird."

"Look at the magic-sealing stone in front of you. It contains a strange aura inside. You can try it now."

Huang An has a lot of things to do every day, but now, he has put aside some things and came to teach Lin Fan how to practice. This is the treatment that no one else has. Only Huang An watched him grow up, so it is normal to start a small stove in private.

"Yes."

Lin Fan knew that there was no way to avoid it, so he could only try it. He really didn't want to practice, if it wasn't for his cheap hand, picking up that comb, how could such a thing happen.

The surrounding members of Zhenmusi watched curiously.

They didn't expect Master Huang to teach others how to practice.

And it was Lin Fan who pointed out.

If I remember correctly, Lin Fan is the guard of the gate, and he never practiced on weekdays. Of course, they didn't have any bad intentions. Some young members saw Lin Fan and called him Brother Lin respectfully.

at this time.

Standing on the magic sealing stone, Lin Fan took a deep breath and put on a punching posture. The magic sealing stone in front of him is an item used to cultivate and recognize his own strength, and it contains a strange residual breath.

Huang An stepped forward and patted Lin Fan on the shoulder, saying: "Don't be nervous, relax your mind, don't have any fear in the face of weirdness, just remember, mobilize the strength of the whole body, and blast towards the target."

"Ah."

Gradually.

Lin Fan felt the blood in his body was boiling, the pores all over his body seemed to be open, and hot gas was gushing out. Huang An, who was standing beside Lin Fan, seemed to have a peaceful expression, but his heart was in turmoil.

What a thick blood.

He naturally knew the tyranny of Wanlu Body Refining, but what Lin Fan showed now seemed to be stronger than he imagined.

didn't say anything.

Watch quietly.

Today's Lin Fan's heart is like still water, the surface of his body seems to be covered with a layer of elusive light of blood energy, with a low growl, he punches out, blood energy bursts out like an endless torrent.

This punch was stronger than the one last night.

boom!
Huang An stared at the Sealing Demon Stone, seeing the reduced amount of strange aura.

He opened his mouth slightly, with a look of shock on his face.

The eerie aura that was wiped out was equivalent to the sixth-order eerieness of the tour level.

This……

The eyes looking at Lin Fan shone brightly, as if seeing some kind of big treasure.

"Huh..." Lin Fan let out a breath, turned his head and said, "Uncle Huang, it's okay."

It was only when he observed Uncle Huang's expression.

My heart creaked.

There's something wrong with this look.

Could it be that he performed too well?
He didn't want to.

Huang An couldn't hide the excitement in his heart. He stepped forward and grabbed Lin Fan's shoulders, and sized Lin Fan up and down with aggressive eyes, "Could it be that you are the legendary genius who has accumulated a lot of talent? , Our Linyang Zhenmeng is really going to add a truly peerless genius."

a year.

Really a year.

Practicing Ten Thousand Furnace Body Refining can obliterate the strange aura of the sixth level of You level. If Lin Fan had practiced since childhood, how could he get it? He is afraid that even the strangeness of the resentment level would be blown to death by him.

Hey……

It's just too late to say anything now.

No...it's not too late, if you train well, you can definitely catch up.

"Uncle Huang, he's not as good as you said."

Lin Fan blushed when he was told, but he was complacent and kept a low profile. It was just basic practice, so don’t worry too much about it. If it wasn’t for some accident, in another twenty days or so, my punch would not be so weird. , Even if the world is destroyed, it is a trivial matter.

The first time he gained strength, he felt really good. He understood that there are two kinds of feelings, whether he has cultivation base or not.

Only such achievement is quite different from sanctification.

Not worth it, really not worth it.

"Wow, Master Huang, when did Brother Lin practice?" A young man ran over and exclaimed.

This young man is called Chen Peng. He has only been in the Magic Division of Linyang Town for a year, and his family background is not good. If you are successful, join Zhenmagus to improve your family life.

This Iron Fist Sect is incomparable to the Tiangang Sect.

If this is in the previous life, it is basically equivalent to the gap between 985 and a specialist.

When Chen Peng was assigned here to report, he was dressed in very simple clothes. It should be said that he was simple. After a year of development, he could not stand alone for the time being.

Huang An said with a smile: "Chen Peng, you have to work hard. Brother Lin has practiced for a year, and what he cultivates is ten thousand furnace body training. I have also practiced this unique skill for you. I haven't comprehended it for half a year. Now you Lin Ge can eliminate the strange aura of the sixth level of the tour class with a single punch, if you don't work hard, you will be overtaken."

When Chen Peng heard this, he exclaimed in surprise, and said in a broken voice: "Brother Lin, awesome..."

Huang An is helpless, I'm not asking you to shout awesome, but to put you under a little pressure, why are you shouting awesome.

Afterwards, Huang Anyu said earnestly: "Xiaofan, work hard, and come to me when you encounter any problems. If you have someone to guide you in cultivation, you can avoid a lot of detours."

"Uncle Huang, I know."

"That's good, I'll go to work first, you have a good communication with them."

When leaving, he patted Lin Fan's shoulder heavily again.

The meaning of the expression is very clear.

I am optimistic about you.

After Huang An left.

Chen Peng surrounded Lin Fan, "Brother Lin, I really didn't realize that you are so powerful. I feel a lot of pressure. Before, you were the weakest in the entire Town of Magic Division. I was ranked second. It seems that you can't use it." How long, I have to be at the bottom."

"You're not as strong as you said, okay?"

Lin Fan and Chen Peng exchanged business bragging.

In his opinion, Chen Peng is already very brave, and he has always dealt with the weirdness. He remembered that last time, Chen Peng seemed to have almost died, and when he was carried back, he was still talking and laughing with him.

Said that it was weird and didn't talk about martial arts, but unexpectedly appeared behind him to carry out a sneak attack.

If he hadn't reacted fast enough, it would be fatal if he looked back and pulled out.

Although he said those things with a smile on his face.

But Lin Fan could imagine how terrifying the scene at that time was.

"I'm still the best brother Lin."

"hey-hey."

"hey-hey."

The two looked at each other and smiled. Everyone was a member of Zhenmensi, and they all had a good relationship. There was no such intrigue as imagined. In the past, they had to deal with such terrible things as weirdness.

Going out to eliminate the weirdness, you have to hand over the back to your teammates.

Who can offend each other when they are sick.

Chen Peng pulled Lin Fan aside, and said quietly: "Brother Lin, I really want to eat hot pot. I will pay for it. You buy vegetables. It's just you and me. Don't call others. Those guys know that I have a small mouth and slow swallowing. I’m afraid I won’t be able to snatch them if I call them.”

If ever.

Lin Fan had already patted his chest, don't worry, leave it to me, and ensure that the arrangements are stable.

But think of the situation when I went out yesterday.

He was afraid for a while.

I can only tactfully refuse, the state is not good enough, it will take a while.

Chen Peng was helpless and a little regretful. Thinking of the hot pot made by Brother Lin, the hala almost flowed down.

……

Leaving the training ground, continue to look at the gate, and stay in the hut next to the gate honestly. It is impossible for him to go out. As long as I don't do it myself, Zhenmensi is definitely the safest.

The two eyes are looking around stealthily, quite like the grass and trees are like soldiers.

"Don't bother me."

This is the truest portrayal of his heart now.

He hated Weird to death.

After a long time, it was getting dark. Seeing this situation, he was so shocked that he hurriedly clocked out of get off work, left for a while, did not deduct full attendance, and had no problems at all. He hurried back to the house and made some simple meals to fill his stomach casually. , Lock the door, lock the window, absolutely not full of curiosity about anything in the outside world.

Even if there were all kinds of tempting voices from outside, he would not be moved.

even if……

"How could there be a group of naked girls outside?"

"Ah, the slave's house is so itchy, there are kind-hearted people to help the slave's family."

If he really wanted to hear these voices, he would definitely poke a hole in the window with his finger, block the hole and take a closer look, but at most he just looked and had no other thoughts.

It was dark, and there was a howling wind outside.

The hustle and bustle of the night always makes people feel unspeakably hot.

View the panel.

【Invincible countdown: 39 days】

Shaking his head sadly.

I'm afraid it will be a catastrophe.

But even if it is a catastrophe, you have to go through this catastrophe as steadily as Mount Tai.

dong dong!

There was a knock on the door.

Lin Fan, who was just about to fall asleep, was startled when he heard the sound, and looked at the door nervously, and could vaguely see a black figure standing outside the door.

"Who, who..."

In the past, he would open the door without even thinking about it, but now that he has some relationship with Weird, he is really nervous. He is afraid that when he opens the door, there will be a Weird with green face and fangs standing outside the door.

"it's me."

The voice is Uncle Huang.

Breathe easy.

Lin Fan got up, put on a coat, opened the door, "Uncle Huang, I'm ready to go to bed."

Huang An entered the room and said with a smile: "Scared, did you think it was Wei Wei who came to the door? Don't worry, Wei Wei is not bold enough to come here to be presumptuous."

Lin Fan, who was exposed by Uncle Huang, smiled awkwardly. He did have such worries.

Before Lin Fanduo could say anything, Huang An put the jade bottle in his hand on the table, "This is Melting Blood Pill, the special medicine of our Linyang Town Magic Division, it can be taken during cultivation, it is useful, but only once You can take one pill, but you can’t take more, otherwise there will be a little bit of insignificant sequelae.”

"I know."

Although he didn't practice before, he has read a lot of books. To put it bluntly, he has read all kinds of books in the Zhenma Division, ranging from exercises to Fengyue Miscellaneous Books. He dares to say that he is a master of Zhenma The most learned man in the company, absolutely no objection.

Melting Blood Pill is useful for cultivation, but if you drink too much, this pill is like an aphrodisiac, it will definitely make you burn with lust, the bottom is hard, to put it simply, the accumulated power has nowhere to use, and it is uncomfortable to hold back .

If it is not properly released, it is easy to damage the body.

Huang An was full of confidence in Lin Fan, and he was overjoyed by the accidental discovery. He knew that the deceased old man Lin didn't want Lin Fan to have anything to do with Weird.

But yesterday was involved.

It is impossible to escape.

Only with cultivation base can one survive the strange impact.

Send off Uncle Huang.

He looked at the elixir on the table and fell into deep contemplation. He didn't want to, cultivation is impossible, he didn't want time to be delayed. For him, every delay would be like a knife piercing his heart and excruciating pain. .

The night passed.

The first time he woke up, he didn't go to wash up, but quickly checked the panel.

【Invincible countdown: 38 days】

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he felt happy and comfortable.

Another day of peace.

Hope to be like this every day.

Although it was only one day, for Lin Fan, this day was a huge improvement.

Get up and wash, go out to take a deep breath of fresh air, come to Zhenmosi cafeteria, greet the passers-by, enjoy a hearty breakfast, and continue a new day of life.

He had no other thoughts, just wanted to stay steady, cleaned the ground with a broom, watched the people coming in and out, and kept observing their expressions.

If they look serious, something is up.

If you have a smile on your face, you are very stable, which means that nothing strange happened in Linyang.

His current cultivation base is only average, I really don't understand why he suddenly got a new gold finger, he always feels like he is playing with himself on purpose, just say that night, if he can survive for a while, and wait until they come to rescue, then There's nothing wrong with it.

Life is impermanent, the world is unpredictable.

Not long after, he finished cleaning the ground, looked at the clean ground, was quite satisfied, went back to the house, picked up a miscellaneous book, and looked at the book while looking at the door.

……

Linyang is a city by water.

Many people make a living by fishing. Although there are weirdnesses, the common people still have to live. Generally, as long as the luck is not too bad, there should be no intersection with weirdness.

It depends on fate whether you meet or not.

Good luck nothing.

If you are not lucky, you can meet them when you go out.

Qiu Qing is a fisherman. He wears a broken straw hat on his head, and the hair outside the brim of the hat is already grey. On his shoulders is a coat that is neither gray nor yellow. It is covered with countless small pimples, connected in series by tall and bulging blood vessels.

If Lin Fan sees this situation, he will definitely remind the other party that you have varicose veins and need to be treated.

"Hey, I hope to have a good harvest."

His face is covered with wind and frost, and his back has been bent by the pressure of life.

He used to be the son of a wealthy family. After he took over the family business, he was idle and lazy, so he liked to gamble. Of course, it’s just gambling. Based on his wealth, a preliminary estimate, a fixed loss every day, should be able to survive until he dies. Lose.

But people are not as good as heaven.

His family is in the waterway business, who would have thought of a strange disaster, and the boat full of precious things sank in the sea.

From then on, it got out of control, and the debtors broke through the threshold. In the end, they had no choice. In order to compensate, they couldn't even keep the old house.

Fortunately, he is good at water.

Did not starve to death.

In this way, he became a fisherman, fishing and selling some fish, and lived by this.

The dilapidated boat staggered to the place where the net was cast yesterday.

Find the mark.

He grabbed the fishing net with his dark arms and pulled it. Good guy, he seemed to be a little heavy. He grinned, showing his yellow teeth, and his mood suddenly improved.

It seems that this is a bigger harvest than before.

"One two one..."

Shouting slogans.

Drag the fishing net to the wrecked boat, and as you continue to pull, you can clearly feel the fish struggling in the net.

"It seems that today's harvest is good."

(End of this chapter)