Time Traveling: The Ultimate Cultivation of Immortals

Zhou Nan approached Lan Chuya slowly, smiling amiably, "Chuya, can I exchange this spirit fruit with steamed buns?"

Lan Chuya shielded the spirit fruit in front of his chest, then raised his hand to hit Zhou Nan, "Mine, mine."

Zhou Nan had only experienced the strength of Lan Chuya's palm not long ago, and now he was still afraid, so he quickly avoided, seeing Lan Chuya's stupid look, he had a plan, and didn't want him anymore, " Well, well, yours, yours." Turning around, he picked up the ax even more depressed and went to chop trees.

Lan Chuya looked at Zhou Nan who suddenly gave up, and felt vigilant. This person will definitely not give up the benefits he got, and he must be holding back some bad ideas. Be careful.

After chopping for a while, Zhou Nan was so tired that his face was covered with sweat, he handed the ax to Lan Chuya, "You chop, I'll rest for a while."

Lan Chuya looked at the tree, and took this opportunity to test how strong his strength was. Relying on memory alone was not enough. He took the ax and walked to the opposite side of Zhou Nan to prevent him from attacking him. Then he held the ax and held it for three The ax fell the tree.

Lan Chuya was really powerful, if Zhou Nan were to cut this tree, it would take a while.

The tree happened to fall towards Zhou Nan, so scared that he quickly hid aside, "Why are you so unlucky today, even the tree bullied him?" He complained while hiding.

The tree has a big bowl and a thick mouth. If it is pressed on the body, it will definitely be injured.

Afterwards, Lan Chuya cut the tree into sections and tied them into two bundles, one big and one small.

Lan Chuya didn't listen to Zhou Nan's words to carry the big bundle as usual, but carried the small bundle and ran away quickly, disappearing after a while.

Zhou Nan looked at the big bundle and was dumbfounded. It's not that he couldn't carry it, but he carried it back. He must be exhausted and exhausted. Besides, Lan Chuya was still holding the spiritual fruit, so don't eat it by himself.

The spiritual fruit, if a cultivator eats it, will increase his cultivation, but it is equivalent to a fruit for ordinary people, at most it will strengthen his body, and it would be too wasteful for Lan Chuya to eat it.

At this moment, he finally realized that something was wrong with Lan Chuya, but this idea just flashed in his mind, he's just a fool, anything is possible.

Deep-rooted ideas are by no means so easy to change.

Without further delay, I hurriedly carried the firewood on my back and went to chase people.

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After a lot of effort, Zhou Nan finally put the spirit tree in the firewood room out of breath, and hurriedly went to find Lan Chuya regardless of his physical fatigue.

He trotted all the way there, pushed open the door of Lan Chuya's poor courtyard, walked through the courtyard, and then pushed open the door of his room, only to see Lan Chuya chewing something.

At this moment, he felt that the sky was falling.

Can't help but hug my head.

He originally planned to take two steamed buns to coax Lan Chuya into giving him the spirit fruit when he came back. Lan Chuya likes eating steamed buns very much, and he would be so happy to give one, but if he was given two, he would be willing to do anything. But it's too late to say anything now, it's too late for everything.

Zhou Nan asked with the last glimmer of hope, "Little fool, have you eaten all the spirit fruits?"

Lan Chuya sat on the bed with a silly look on his face, as if he had been taken aback for a moment, and pointed to the table tremblingly without wiping off the yellow spirit fruit juice that was stained on his mouth.

Zhou Nan turned his head, and when he saw the things on the table, his eyes went dark.

There were many spirit fruit peels randomly scattered on the table, and there were teeth marks on the fruit peels, which were obviously bitten off by Lan Chuya with his teeth.

"you you……"

With a heartache on his face, Zhou Nan picked up the peel from the table into his palm with trembling hands, and left with a sad face.

After Lan Chuya was sure that Zhou Nan would not come back, he quickly got out of bed to close the door, and plugged it in.

He put the skinless spirit fruit on a small plate, which was covered with uneven teeth marks.

He knew that Zhou Nan would definitely find a way to get the spiritual fruit in his hand. With such a design, Zhou Nan would definitely think that he ate the spiritual fruit.

Suddenly he couldn't help laughing, he was sure that Zhou Nan was eating those spirit fruit peels now, this guy had bullied Lan Chuya for so long, he should have learned a lesson.

It's just that this spiritual fruit is extraordinary, how should I eat it?

Lan Chuya took two more small plates, one for spirit crystals and one for blood scales.

After watching for a while, Lan Chuya put away all his things and climbed onto the bed again.

Sit down cross-legged, close your eyes as you remember, make seals with gestures, recite formulas silently, and start practicing.

After a while, he felt strands of white mist in the air penetrating into his body, then flowing slowly along the seven meridians and eight meridians, swimming through the whole body like blood, and finally gathered in the dantian.

After the white mist flows in the meridians, it becomes less and less. If it is ten points when it first enters the meridians, after it travels around the body from the beginning to the end and merges into the dantian, there is less than one point left at the beginning.

The weirdest thing is that after the last point entered the dantian, it also disappeared, that is to say, no matter how much white mist he absorbed, it would return to nothingness in the end.

Lan Chuya didn't believe in evil, so he tried again, two times, three times, five times, ten times, twenty times, even though he was as tough as him, he couldn't help but give up.

He jumped out of bed a little irritably, opened the door and left, he planned to take a breath, he was too depressed.

Hang up the signboard, giggle, and walk into the garden.

The Lan family is a well-known big family in Xiaoyao City. The house is very big, big enough to accommodate hundreds of people from the whole family. Not only is it big, but it is also very luxurious.

Orbs, spirit stones, magic light, inlaid on the surrounding buildings, have become embellishments.

Compared with Lan Chuya's impoverished courtyard, the resplendent and resplendent houses around the garden are like another world.

Lan Chuya walked unsteadily on the jade-paved garden path, feeling very irritable. After walking for a while, he turned around and walked towards the lotus pond. After approaching, he found a flat stone, which was covered by flowers. I sat down, took off my shoes and socks, and stretched my feet into the pool water to relieve the heat in my heart.

Just when the restlessness in his heart was gradually being dispelled by the cool pool water, suddenly a stone flew over from nowhere and smashed Lan Chuya who was immersed in his thoughts.

Lan Chuya immediately stood up, picked up a bigger stone in his hand, and threw it on the forehead of the culprit with lightning speed.

He hid himself in such a thicket of flowers that if he hadn't done it on purpose, he would have jumped into the pond and drowned.

Not far away, there were five people, big and small, men and women, the oldest was a man in his twenties, and the youngest was a girl, about thirteen or fourteen years old, all of them stood there in amazement.

The culprit was the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl. At this moment, a stone had severely smashed a gap in her forehead, and she was bleeding, with a miserable look on her face.

How could Lan Chuya give those people time to react? He picked up four more stones and threw them hard. They all hit his forehead, as planned, in the same position, and all of them bled, and the blood trickled down the wound. , half of their face was dyed red, and their clothes were dyed red, looking bloody and miserable.

These are all accomplices, and none of them should be let go.