My Master is Lin Zhengying

Every day, you can also see the Demonic Dao of Qijuemen passing by from outside.

Apparently the search for them has not stopped completely.

Therefore, until Uncle Jiu woke up, he still couldn't walk around at will.

I can only rest and adjust my breath in this dark cave.

When there is nothing to do, everyone will discuss some cultivation methods and insights.

Nan Chen practiced, but actually didn't have much insight.

Most of the time, when one reaches a certain state, one breaks through naturally.

It is not like other people, what kind of perception is needed and so on.

However, Nan Chen got it from Zhan Rui and the others.

I have heard a lot about the state of mind method for cultivation.

Benefited a lot.

Moreover, after he woke up.

Although the body is weak, there are still injuries.

But he was surprised to find that the qi in the dantian was a little more solid than before.

The yin and yang profound energy in the dantian is also stronger than before.

His own cultivation, inexplicably broke through to the fourth heaven of the mysterious rank during the half month he was in a coma.

This made Nan Chen not know whether to be sad or happy.

But thinking about it carefully, it might have something to do with the life-saving pill that Zhan Rui gave him.

That thing is comparable to a fourth-grade black pill, although its main function is to save life, not to improve cultivation.

But there is also a certain auxiliary effect.

Coupled with Nan Chen's special physique, it seems to make sense to break through.

But from the perspective of outsiders, it is unbelievable.

He was injured all over and was in a coma for half a month. How the hell did he break through?

This made Wencai Jiale, Zhan Rui and the others beside him all look astonished and shocked.

They can break through the coma, where are they who practice hard every day, where can they reason?

Especially Qiu Sheng, who unconsciously clenched his fists.

He found that his awareness with Nan Chen was getting bigger and bigger.

As a senior brother, he felt more and more inferior.

At the same time, the desire for power has become much stronger...

Just like that, a few days passed.

Uncle Jiu finally woke up after being in a coma for twenty days.

Even if there are medicines such as Buling Pill to extend his life, he will drink dew for Uncle Jiu every day.

But at this moment, Uncle Jiu was already as thin as a stick, and his eye sockets were sunken.

Thankfully, he woke up.

Seeing Uncle Jiu wake up, Nan Chen and Qiu Sheng Wencai were particularly excited.

Ninth Uncle is someone they especially respect.

Even, as a relative.

Uncle Jiu looked at them, smiled faintly, and said hoarsely:

"As a teacher, I can't die..."

Hearing this, everyone was relieved a little.

But Uncle Jiu was too weak and couldn't eat anything, so he could only crush the elixir and give it to Uncle Jiu.

Not long after waking up, he fell asleep again.

Now, it's late at night.

Everyone has already gone to sleep.

In the groggy state, Nan Chen seemed to be pushed by someone.

"Senior brother!"

In a daze, Nan Chen opened his eyes.

I saw a black shadow in front of me.

Rubbing his eyes, with the help of the dim moonlight, Nan Chen realized that it was Qiu Sheng who called him.

Nan Chen was a little puzzled, what are you doing in the middle of the night?