Chapter 12: Successful practice

& The strength broke through the air, a big hand held.
Meng Fan's figure fell from the midair and fell into the water fiercely, splashing a lot of water. But with a grin, Meng Fan murmured.
"It is recorded on the scroll that the first step of practicing a great collapse will break a hundred catties of stones. It should be my current stage. The first step of this great collapse should be completed, but there should be a second step. , The third step... It says that when you reach the end of your training, you will move your whole body with one shot, and you will be able to break eight hundred kilograms of stone when you practice it. What power will that be!"
Thinking of this, Meng Fan couldn't help but not be excited. If that time, I am afraid that he is also at the peak of body refining, his body is like a rock, and his strength can tear a cow.
Rubbing his sore body, Meng Fan immediately sat cross-legged, using the black beads to absorb the energy inside, and the warm feeling spread throughout his body. He was exhausted from the practice, and then received the warm energy of the black beads. There is a kind of hot spring enjoyment.
After a while, Meng Fan's eyes slowly opened, and his body was full of strength again, and all the scars on his body disappeared, faintly shiny, white as a piece of jade pendant.
Compared with before, after these six days of cultivation, although it seems that Meng Fan did not move, Meng Fan can feel that his body is much stronger than before, and the most important thing is that The meridians in the body have expanded by about twice, and there is a faintly breakthrough posture!
After such a devilish training, Meng Fan’s body has made considerable progress in all aspects. As long as he doesn’t encounter opponents too much higher than himself, facing someone like Lei Tao, he is definitely not what he used to be. Do whatever you want.
The harvest in these few days is more than in the previous three years!
Meng Fan's fist was squeezed, and there was a hint of self-confidence in his eyes. Once his father, Meng Cang, was a strong man in the inner sect of the Heavenly Cold Sect and was respected.
And he will never be inferior to him, the tiger father has no dogs, and sooner or later, he will return to his own capital city, and take back everything that once belonged to him!
Above the stream, Meng Fan's figure appeared again, but it was much more stable than before, and a weak strong wind was able to spread from his body during the movements.
After cultivating for the night, after saying hello to Xinlan, Meng Fan returned to his room and used the black beads to warm his meridians.
This has become Meng Fan’s daily compulsory homework. Every time after the black beads warm and nourish the meridians, Meng Fan’s meridians can always be expanded again. Meng Fan knows that he may break through again in these few days. In between.
After the warm energy broke through, Meng Fan looked at the black beads with some doubts in his heart.
Although the effect of this bead on Meng Fan for ten days was very good, Meng Fan faintly felt that he didn't know anything about this bead.
The black beads usually want a hard stone. Apart from the warm energy, there is nothing strange about it, but where does this energy come from? Is it a magical soldier on the mainland? ?
Meng Fan knew that the vitality has multiplied to this day, and it has been used more for fighting, and at the same time the magical soldiers between heaven and earth have also come out. Arranged by rank, any divine weapon is extremely precious, but Meng Fan has never seen it.
And when it comes to a very mysterious profession between heaven and earth, the craftsman!
This professional person lives by refining tools, and the gods are transformed by the heaven and the earth, and they form the attributes that can resist the heaven and the earth.
It is an act against the sky in itself, so the craftsman on this continent can be described as an extremely mysterious and powerful profession. Going against the sky, forging magic weapons, ordinary people want to become, I am afraid that 10,000 It is difficult to appear one.
I am not a refiner, so naturally I cannot know the origin of this bead!
Meng Fan gave a wry smile, knowing that now he can only put all his thoughts into this cultivation, as for the black beads, one day he will know.
Sitting cross-legged on the small bed, Meng Fan placed the bead on his chest, motionless. Under the moonlight, his body began to change slightly.