zombie avenue

Ling Fan suppressed the anger in his heart, and picked the wood into the firewood room. 【】Afterwards, I went back and forth for more than [-] times before picking up the wood cut from the hill.

I haven't met Lu Gao in these twenty or so trips. Lu Gao will definitely not come to laugh at Ling Fan all day long. Lu Gao also understands a truth. He satirizes someone all day long. After a long time, he will get used to it. , he would not be angry because of his sarcasm, and it would not achieve the effect he wanted, so he usually only went to trouble Ling Fan every once in a while.

More than [-] trips back and forth, basically passed in the morning.In the afternoon, Ling Fan ate some food casually, and then returned to his residence, meditating and practicing.

Ling Fan lived in a group dormitory. There were more than a dozen disciples of the outer sect in this dormitory. In the afternoon, there were generally no people in the dormitory, because most of the people in the dormitory had to do things in the afternoon, although a few people also They do things in the morning, but in the afternoon, these people usually go to their own things, so in the afternoon, Ling Fan practiced alone in the dormitory, and he also ended up having a leisurely time.

Ling Fan sat cross-legged on the bed, calmed down, and began to communicate with the spirits between heaven and earth.There was no problem before, Ling Fan quickly felt the spirit seeds around him, but when he wanted to absorb these spirit seeds into his body, something went wrong, no matter how hard he tried, those spirit seeds just couldn't be stored in the body.

Ascetics cultivate, they first have to feel the spirit element in the world, and then absorb the spirit into the body to become their own spiritual power.But the current Ling Fan couldn't do it, those spirit particles only floated around his body, no matter how hard Ling Fan tried, they just wouldn't enter his body.He didn't know what happened to his body, why he couldn't absorb the spirit.Thinking of the speed at which he absorbed spirit particles, he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

"Fan'er, are you practicing again?" Ling Fan was on the way to practice, a slightly old but kind voice rang in his ears.

Ling Fan opened his eyes, and what he saw was an old figure with a slightly stooped body. This figure was none other than his dearest, beloved and most respected master, Zhao Gong.

Ling Fan was an orphan. When he was only a few months old, Zhao Gong found Ling Fan who was still a baby in a small mountain forest when he was doing a mission outside.

The first time Zhao Gong saw Ling Fan who was still a baby, he had a very strange feeling. Ling Fan, who was abandoned at that time, didn't cry out loudly. Eyes curious about the world around.

Later, Zhao Gong picked up the baby, brought it back to Tianlingmen, and named him Ling Fan.But when Ling Fan was sensible, Zhao Gong told Ling Fan that his name was not actually chosen by Zhao Gong. When Ling Fan was picked up, his swaddling baby had the word Ling Fan attached to it, so Zhao Gong gave him his name. Take this name.

Zhao Gong has always been very kind to Ling Fan. Even after Ling Fan became useless, Zhao Gong's attitude towards Ling Fan has never changed. He always takes care of him. If Zhao Gong didn't take care of him in every possible way, Ling Fan Knowing that, he must have been expelled from Tianlingmen long ago, or killed by Lu Gao and others long ago.

So Ling Fan has always respected Zhao Gong. It can be said that Zhao Gong is his only family member. As for his parents, he has long since forgotten about them.For so many years, he has not had the slightest message of his parents in his mind. When he was young, he would often dream of his parents, but as he grew older, his parents almost never appeared in his dreams in recent years.

"Mm, master sit down." Ling Fan stood up and asked Master to sit down.This dormitory is very simple, almost only a row of beds.

"Hehe, Fan'er, have you cultivated better recently? Has there been any progress?" Zhao Gong sat down slowly, without the slightest sense of seriousness, giving people a very friendly feeling.

When it came to cultivation, Ling Fan returned to his previous silence, his expression was not very good, revealing a trace of bitterness.

"It doesn't matter if there is no progress. You are still young and you still have a chance. As long as you don't give up and persevere, you will definitely succeed." Seeing Ling Fan's expression, Zhao Gong guessed what was going on, and did not give Ling Fan a chance. Pressure, but encouragement.

"Well, master, don't worry, I will never give up, I will persevere to the end!" Ling Fan is not a person who gives up lightly, after Zhao Gong said, his spirits lifted again.

"This time I brought a few bottles of Juling Pill, and I took it three times a day, three pills in the morning and evening, did it work after taking it?" Zhao Gong is the Elder Elder of Tianlingmen, who is in charge of the pills of the entire Tianlingmen. Medicine, ever since Ling Fan became a waste material, he often brought some pills for Ling Fan to eat.

Of course, other people in Tianlingmen don't know these things. If other elders know that Zhao Gong often gives medicine pills to a waste, they will definitely oppose it strongly, and the head is not willing to waste medicine medicine on a waste body.

"Master, you bring pills here every time. If you let the other elders of the sect know about it, it will hurt you. Besides, these pills are useless. I have taken them for two years and they still have no effect. It would be a waste to eat any more. Master, the elixir you worked so hard to practice."

"Hehe, don't you worry about me? Anyway, the elders have been making pills for decades, so get some pills out. Those guys still can't find them. The Juling Pill is the pill I carefully refined this time. , has the effect of gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, can it help you gather spiritual energy in your body?" Zhao Gong is the elder with the best alchemy in the sect, and even the head of the sect can't match his alchemy, so Zhao Gong can be in the alchemy all year round. The position of elder has not been changed for decades, and he still has a certain influence in the sect.

Seeing what Zhao Gong said, Ling Fan didn't refuse anymore. He also knew his master's temper, and if he refused again, he would get angry.

Zhao Gong took out three small orange bottles from his sleeve robe, stood up and handed them to Ling Fan: "Remember to take Juling Pill on time, I believe it should have an effect this time." Even Zhao Gong himself did not believe in Juling Pill. It worked. He had already given Ling Fan many similar pills, but each time they didn't have any effect.Although Juling Pill is a bit stronger than other elixirs, the result must still be the same.But even if you know the result, you still have to try. Failure after trying will never make people regret

"En." Ling Fan nodded. Although he also knew that the Spirit Gathering Pill had little effect, he had to give it a try. A dead horse is a living horse doctor, and you won't lose anything if you take it.

"Sigh..." Zhao Gong shook his head, wanting to say something, hesitant to speak, but in the end he could only sigh: "Then I'll go first."

Looking at Zhao Gong's slightly hunched back, Ling Fan knew that in the past two years, Zhao Gong had thought of many ways for him and tried his best, but he still didn't live up to his expectations and didn't improve at all.

Ling Fan smiled bitterly, watched Zhao Gong leave, and then continued to practice on the bed.