A trace of cool aura flowed independently in Ning Fuchen's meridians.

Ning Fuchen was completely selfless and sat cross-legged under the stalactite king in Huangya Cave without moving.

This trace of spiritual energy actually sucked some of the spiritual energy around the world into Ning Fuchen's body. Ning Fuchen gradually felt something in his sea of ​​consciousness. Under the nourishment of spiritual energy, the heavenly book gradually shone with golden light.

The true secret of dragon transformation!

Ning Fuchen suddenly felt a familiar technique appearing in his mind, and the meridians and acupuncture points in his body actually shine in his body.

Ning Fuchen didn't understand what was going on, but only knew to follow the practice techniques of the Dragon Transformation True Art to guide this thread of spiritual energy to walk along the meridians that glowed all over the body.

It turns out that Ning Fuchen has never formed an inner vision since his practice. This time, he has successfully seen it without any memory. This is an advancement from the Heavenly Eye.

He was at the sixth level of Qi training, but after he was seriously injured, he did not recover. Through the few cycles of the Dragon Transformation True Art, Ning Fuchen quickly broke through the body-building stage and entered the first level of Qi training.

After entering the first level of Qi training, Ning Fuchen's mind suddenly became clear. The golden light warmed his spiritual consciousness. He could feel the surrounding situation even when he closed his eyes. After consolidating his cultivation, Ning Fuchen slowly opened his eyes.

"You finally woke up. Do you know how long you have been sitting?" Jin Wenwen happily held Ning Fuchen's hand: "Let's go, hurry up and have a meal."

Old Jin was already asleep in the haystack next to him, with a few yam eggs and a bowl of millet porridge on the table. When Ning Fuchen saw that there was still heat, he was no longer polite and immediately started to eat it.

Wenwen held her chin with her hands and looked at Ning Fuchen, her eyes unblinking.

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

"You're a very strange person."

After a whole day of cultivation, Ning Fuchen's brain has recovered a lot, the heavenly book in the sea of ​​consciousness has been activated, the Dragon Transformation True Art is running in his body, and his spiritual consciousness has also recovered a lot, and his thinking is a world of difference from the stupidity he was at the beginning.

"Where are you here?" Ning Fuchen asked softly while gnawing on the yam.

"Our here is Jinjiazhuang. The whole east of the river is called Jinjiawan. Opposite the river is Mojiawan. There is a big city in the upper reaches of the river called Mocheng."

"Mocheng? Jinjiawan? Mojiawan?" Ning Fuchen murmured, without any impression of these places. His memory had not been restored at all. Although there were some vague shadows in his mind, he could never remember everything.

"Child, our place is an independent world. More than two thousand years ago, in order to avoid the war, a real person took us to find such a place without people to live in seclusion, and opened up another world here.

Our people can't get out, and we can't get in. For thousands of years, we have long been accustomed to living and working here and being self-sufficient.

It is said that a man came in more than a thousand years ago. He said that the outside was no longer Daqin, but we didn't believe what he said.

You think, if Emperor First Emperor could even repair the Great Wall, how could his dynasty perish?

We don’t know what kind of world is outside. Anyway, we are here, everything will follow the rules of the Qin Dynasty.”

"Da Qin?" Ning Fuchen seemed to be a little familiar: "Grandpa, Wenwen, you guys should rest first. I'm still sitting there for a while. I think there can remind me of something there."

"Okay, we know that you are not an ordinary person, you must recover quickly." Mr. Jin was knowledgeable and naturally knew the importance of practicing seclusion.

"Do you have to have another day and night?" Jin Wenwen said with some depression.

"Wenwen, this is not something I can control. No matter how long it takes, don't bother me."

"Don't worry, I understand this. If you disturb me, you will get into a devil." Old Jin said.

Ning Fuchen was not sleepy at all. He had to hurry up and practice. He felt vaguely that there were still many important things that could not be remembered, and some things might be more important than his life.

With the Dragon Transformation True Art, it is naturally much faster to recover.

The day passed, and Jin Wenwen looked at Ning Fuchen sitting motionlessly. The food became cold and hot, and it became hot and cold.

Two days passed, Ning Fuchen was still sitting, with white mist above his head, as if he was like a god. Old Jin knew that his cultivation had reached the critical moment, so he hurriedly pulled Jin Wenwen inside.

Strangely, Jin Bai sent someone to deliver food to him these two days. Did he forget it?

Ning Fuchen has entered into a state of meditation, and forgets both the body and the body. As the meridians are repaired, the state of mind is gradually recovered.

The second level of Qi training.

The third level of Qi training.

He quickly broke through the middle stage of Qi training and entered the fourth level of Qi training.

The spiritual consciousness gradually became stronger, five meters, ten meters, hundreds of meters, thousands of meters, and ten thousand meters.

Within ten thousand meters, you can see it.

The spiritual consciousness also scanned his body, including the flying sword in the dantian and the Golden Needle of the Medicine King in the sea of ​​consciousness. He vaguely felt that the sword could fly and the golden needle could come out at any time, but he had to think clearly about how it came out, but he felt that he couldn't remember it at once.

Finally, the rings in the hand, the jade box in the ring, the spirit cards of the ten thousand beasts, the pills and other things attracted Ning Fuchen's attention. Suddenly, many memories surged into his mind. These were memories in the sea of ​​consciousness. Regarding some skills, including flying with swords, golden needles and tracing acupoints, and the use of drawing talismans and talismans, many memories during the cultivation process were finally restored.

However, those memories in life are not in the sea of ​​consciousness, but in the brain are still confused, with only some shadow fragments.

Ning Fuchen felt a headache. When he thought of his past, he felt like he was about to break his headache, so he had to stop thinking about him.

After stopping his practice, Ning Fuchen's spiritual sense was searching for the entire Huangya Cave. Maybe this was the ruins of a powerful man in ancient times. The cave was high and the top was not visible. In other words, it must have exceeded 10,000 meters. A huge stalactite seemed to appear out of thin air, suspended in the air, with stars on the top of the cave shining, like the night sky.

The spiritual consciousness continued to extend, and out of the cave, there was a large pool outside the cave, calm and unwavering.

A few miles away, it should be the small wooden house they once lived in, but now it has turned into a ruin, Ning Fuchen was stunned.

Looking further ahead, it was brightly lit. The white-bearded fairy who took them into the cave was actually hung on a wooden shelf, with dry firewood piled up below.

What are they going to do? Are they going to burn Grandpa Whitebeard to death?

As the spiritual sense extended further forward, Ning Fuchen suddenly became angry and saw a mess on the ground, full of corpses, including women, young and old, and many men in black drove batches of villagers to an open space.

The man in black, with white cloth wrapped around his head, was the third son of Mo who came to tease Jin Wenwen last time!

"If you don't hand over Mo Tianshan and Jin Shaoyou and Jin Wenwen, the whole village will die!"

Mo Tianshan? Isn’t it myself?

Ning Fuchen knew that these people were looking for him. In order to seek revenge on him, these people actually wanted to slaughter the village!

But that white-bearded grandfather would rather be burned to death by himself than say that!

Ning Fuchen was suddenly moved and tears couldn't help but flow.

You can't bear it anymore, there is no need to endure it anymore!
Chapter completed!