Chapter 2319: Where is the way (in)

Time, in the orderly passing, Chen Fan's whole person has fallen into deep concentration.
His mind is running fast at this moment, constantly deducing one possibility after another.
Breakthrough, how to break through, and how to expand Dantian. Key words are constantly intertwined in my mind, and then weave into a big net that is constantly cut and chaotic.
Chen Fan can't wait to make a vow every time a feasible plan is introduced.
Unfortunately, the final result is failure.
But even so, Chen Fan would not choose to give up, he just removed this plan from the big net that he had compiled in his mind, and then thought about a better plan.
Many people outside are very envious of Chen Fan's life as a golden horse.
Looking back, Chen Fan seemed to have never failed. No matter what he did, he seemed to be able to win victory as if he was assisted by gods.
But as everyone knows, Chen Fan is not without failure.
On the contrary, he has experienced more failures than anyone!
Just like at this moment, Chen Fan is experiencing continuous failures, and every failure will cause a certain degree of damage to his body and even his dantian.
But Chen Fan didn't mean to retreat!
He still went forward bravely.
In Chen Fan's dictionary, there have never been four words halfway through.
He will not give up unless he achieves his goal!
"puff!"
I don't know how long this kind of penance lasted. Chen Fan suddenly spewed out a big mouthful of blood after experiencing another failure of the idea of ​​friction breakthrough!
His complexion was haggard, and his whole body looked languid.
There were countless failures, and finally both the body and Dan Tian issued a double warning.
If he continues to practice such a lifeless practice, Chen Fan may die!
Finally temporarily interrupting this practice, Chen Fan unwillingly took out a few healing pills from his storage bag and swallowed them, feeling that his state had recovered somewhat.
With a big wave of his hand, Jianxin's crystal coffin appeared in front of him, and Chen Fan's eyes softened unconsciously when he saw the crystal coffin.
Caressing the coffin, Chen Fan's voice revealed endless exhaustion.
"Xin'er, I'm sorry, I miss you."
It's hard for ordinary people to imagine that Chen Fan, who is all-powerful and faintly majestic as the world's first man, would show this appearance.
It is no longer Zhizhu in the past, or the look of domineering.
It is no longer the Emperor Chen who counts the entire Nine States Continent in his palms and has the courage to swallow the world.
At this moment, Chen Fan seemed to be just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who missed his wife and loved endlessly after his eyes.
Chen Fan has always thought of himself as just an ordinary person.
It's just because of a moment of turmoil, and finally embarked on a path that seemed to be far from ordinary people.
But, like ordinary people, he can cry and laugh, sad and cry.
He also has desires of one kind or another, and also when he is weak and even helpless.
It's just that Chen Fan has never shown himself in front of others. It seems that only when facing Jianxin can he truly release himself.
Now, after experiencing so many failures, Chen Fan really wants to stop and listen to Jian Xin's voice.
Listen to what kind of sword memory the other party will give yourself.
"Xin'er, if it were you, I would definitely let me stop and rest. You have always secretly liked to pay attention to the scenery along the way, not just people who only pay attention to the road under your feet."
"Just... how can I be so free and easy?"
"If I do, when can I really bring you back to life?"
Chen Fan just muttered to himself in front of Jianxin's crystal coffin. The snake thought about the past, and recalled the warm scenes between him and Jianxin.
Suddenly, a voice seemed to come to mind.
"Fool, this world doesn't have a road ahead. Sometimes, the real road is hidden behind you."
Suddenly Chen Fan had a sense of playfulness. He looked around in shock, as if searching for something.
But in the end, he discovered that he was the only person in the practice room.
So who was the person who spoke in his mind just now?
"Is it my subconscious mind, or... Xin'er?"