1768: C1768 Last Half Year

C1768 Last Half Year

After recuperating and recuperating for an entire night, Long Bufan finally began his cultivation plan.2

In order to cultivate the Primal Chaos Spear Art even better, he did not place his dragonbone lance among the storage bag. Instead, he carried it on his back every day.

His battle target was naturally Xiao Bai as his opponent, yet he had never gone to look for Huo Rong once. This was because Xiao Bai's clothes were all day long, and his hot, naked body was such that it would be hard to avoid being distracted if they were to spar with each other.

After all, Long Bufan did not think that he had already reached the noble realm of 'beauty is emptiness'.

Even though he was beaten badly by Little White every time, he did not know how exhausted he was. He would always try again and again, and every time he failed, he would gain as much experience as possible from it and level up again.

Every time he got injured, Long Bufan was able to quickly borrow medicinal herbs to recover fully. Furthermore, after recovering from a large amount of energy loss, Long Bufan discovered that his body seemed to have been immersed in a tempering, whether it was his flesh, bones, or organs, they were all gradually becoming tougher and tougher.

Day after day, half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

Although Long Bufan's cultivation had not progressed at a rapid pace, it had only risen from the peak of the star realm to the half-step into the Spirit Transformation realm.

However, in this half year, his basic spear skills could be said to be at the level of a master at the level of perfection, extremely solid. However, in this half year, his basic spear skills at the level of a master at the level of perfection, could be said to be extremely solid.

Of course, Long Bufan did not practice with a steady pace, he had also gradually deduced a cultivation path that belonged to him.

As every time he underwent Dragonform, his clothes would be torn to shreds, leaving behind only his tattered sackcloth pants. As such, Long Bufan didn't even bother changing his clothes, as his upper body remained naked.

Whooosh!

Feeling the wind brush against his body, felt his entire being becoming a part of the wind, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, allowing the concept of the law of wind to have a qualitative leap.

Stepping barefooted on the ground, not only could he feel the earth-attribute arteries even more closely, but his mind also became as calm as the earth.

When night came, he would float below the night sky and meditate quietly. As he operated the Mysterious Devil Art's mental cultivation method, he discovered that compared to the outside world, the speed at which he cultivated the Mysterious Devil Art at night was many times faster.

This was because in this space, once the sun, which was formed from over a thousand Flame Essences, disappeared, the night sky here would be completely dark without even a trace of light.

As a result, when Long Bufan was cultivating the Mysterious Devil Art, the flow of the dark true energy in his body was very smooth as it continuously absorbed the surrounding dark black energy.

"Boss, it's been half a year. When are we going to take revenge on that beast?" In the valley, Xiao Bai, who had just returned from hunting a Bovis, licking its lips, looked at Long Bufan who was practicing her spear, and asked impatiently.

Every time it went out to hunt during this period of time, it would be able to sniff out the scent of Hemicorns. If it wasn't for Long Bufan's previous reminder that it had to leave this matter to him, Little White would probably have bitten it to death long ago.

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