The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation Chapter 2068: Forge ahead

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On the top of Mogui Mountain, Chen Fan sat cross-legged, letting the breeze blow his hair, and letting the morning dew wet his shoulders.

Tweet, who has shrunk countless times, is resting on the side, opening his eyes from time to time to look at Chen Fan, and then closing his eyes again to fake sleep.

After parting with Ao Xing, the dragon king of the East Sea Dragon Clan, Chen Fan fell into a coma. He didn't know where he was going, so he took Chen Fan to the top of Mogui Mountain.

Then it did not hesitate to consume its true yuan to help Chen Fan heal his injuries.

To know the true essence of Yinglong is its root, and ordinary people have obtained great benefits.

But Chen Fan used this power to heal his injuries, which shows how extravagant it is.

Even so, he only regained consciousness after three days in a coma, and even if he had regained consciousness, there was not even a hint of cultivation in his body.

Entering a waste person, without the power to bind a chicken!

The injury he suffered was too severe. As Zubao's Xuanyuan Bow, his strength is definitely not easily resolved.

Even now, even with the help of Ying Long's true essence, Chen Fan only suppressed his cultivation, and barely controlled the corrosive power within his dantian no longer deteriorated.

But Dantian is corroded, no matter how much spiritual power Chen Fan has in his body, it will be exhausted in an instant.

So now he is no different from a mortal.

There is even worse.

"Call..."

With a long sigh, Chen Fan stopped his useless practice, got up slowly, and glanced at the tweet behind him.

When I saw this, I immediately said: "Let me send you a little more true essence, so I can definitely wish you to restore your cultivation."

Chen Fan shook his head when he heard the words: "It's useless, I felt it the last time you sent me true yuan. Even if it is true yuan, it is impossible to completely repair my injury."

Chen Fan's voice is low and slightly hoarse.

Speaking of, he hasn't had such a fierce battle with anyone for a long time, and he didn't even expect that this time the injury would be so severe.

It's a situation where both sides suffer.

Also, after the war that day, Chen Fan fell into a coma and did not know where Chen Yin went afterwards.

Tweet also didn't notice the other party.

Later, Chen Fan once sent Tweet to find Chen Yin, but the other party has disappeared.

If you live, you don’t see people, you die!

For some reason, Chen Fan always felt that this Chen Yin would be encountered in the future, and it might even hinder his future.

But when I think that the opponent's cultivation base has been abolished by myself, even if I want to come, it shouldn't cause greater danger.

Chen Fan nodded secretly.

His eyes flowed, looking in the direction of the car's curve, and tweeted and asked: "How long have we stayed here?"

Tweet Twisted his head and thought for a while: "It's probably a dozen days."

"Hmm..." Two rays of light appeared in Chen Fan's eyes, as if he was tweeting, or muttering to himself: "It's time to go back. I don't know the current situation of the car song. How."

Tweet and Tweet’s voice immediately revealed a sense of surprise: "But your cultivation base has not recovered yet, do you need to be so worried?"

"I can't help but be in a hurry." Chen Fan said with emotion: "This time I was injured too badly. I don't know if my cultivation level can recover again, so I must be fast, because I am afraid..."

"If I die prematurely, I will never see my revenge, and the day will come back!"

The voice fell, and Chu Chu was silent.

Wake up this time, he found that Chen Fan's whole person has changed a lot, and he doesn't have the leisurely cares of the past, and he seems to be carrying more and more things on his back.

He once asked Chen Fan why he has to carry so many things on his back.

Chen Fan's answer is yes.

People will always be used to putting so many things on their shoulders as they grow up, reminding themselves that there are still many things to do.

The Human Race calls this habit...

Forge ahead!

The morning sun has risen, and the voice of the dragon has spread everywhere, and the race that has disappeared in the long river of history for millions of years has reappeared this time.

Perhaps if someone raises their head at this moment, they can see Yinglong flying over Kyushu.

But they will definitely not find that there is a man standing on top of Yinglong's head.

A man with his hands on his back, who seems to stand upright!