Chapter 1296： Watershed

On another bright day, Chen Fan was basking in the sun boredly in front of the mansion of Luo Mansion.

From time to time, I picked up a pot of spirit wine and took a sip.

Or pick up the dried meat on the other side and chew happily.

Nowadays, there is no need to eat Lingshi every day, or Lingshi can only be used as a snack for teeth grinding.

Now it is almost no meat and no joy, no wine and no joy.

Every day I drink as drunk as mud, no matter where I am, I just fall asleep.

Of course, with the ability of Tweet, it is certain that no one can move it. After the battle with Hai Dafu, Tweet broke through again, and the cultivation base reached the fifth heaven of the Demon King.

Ordinary people admire Chen Fan's aptitude and admire his cultivation skills.

But they didn't know that what Chen Fan admired most was tweeting.

Starting from the acquaintance, every time after a great battle, Chiu Chiu's cultivation base will make breakthroughs. What's even more annoying is that sometimes when I fall asleep, I break through.

Even for Chen Fan, the bottleneck of the cultivation base was extremely headache, Tweet seemed to have nothing at all, and even Chen Fan had never seen it practice.

How can people not be envious of this?

"Squeaky-"

While Chi Chiu was enjoying the slightly drunken feeling, Chen Fan's door suddenly opened and he appeared in front of Chi Chiu with a solemn expression.

"I said you have been in retreat for three months, haven't you broken through yet?"

Tweeted Chen Fan's glance, rolled over, and found a comfortable posture.

Hearing this, Chen Fan almost vomited blood out of breath, saying that everyone has the same talent as you, the envy of God.

Sighing slowly, Chen Fan didn't care about tweeting, and he walked in Luo Mansion alone.

He was in a mess.

He hadn't rested for three months, and practiced painstakingly without eating or drinking. In the end, his cultivation level would make people stagnate in the Third Heaven of King Wu, which he didn't expect.

Of course, such an idea can only be thought of in my mind.

You know, as the watershed of King Wu's realm, it is not so easy to cross from the third heaven to the fourth heaven.

Many people cannot cross their lives, even if they are trapped for decades, it is normal.

Even the generation of Tianjiao who can make a breakthrough within three years is enough to shock the world.

As for Chen Fan, he felt hesitated after three months of not breaking through. It is true that people are more dead than people, and they have to be thrown away.

It can only be said that his entry is so fast that he can no longer be included in the category of ordinary people or ordinary Tianjiao.

I'm afraid that only the kind of sweetness that can be compared with one.

In this way, during the stroll, Chen Fan came to the back garden and saw Luo Feng and Luo Shuiyao sitting in the pavilion drinking tea from a distance.

Three months ago, Luo Shuiyao was in the same condition, and now his injuries have almost recovered, but it was the first time Chen Fan met him after such a long time.

"Chen Xiaoyou, you won't be out of the house for a long time, come quickly and have a cup of tea."

From afar, Luo Feng greeted Chen Fan enthusiastically after seeing Chen Fan, and even poured a cup of tea for Chen Fan himself.

Chen Fan stepped forward, nodded at Luo Shuiyao, and sat on the stone bench in the pavilion.

"I heard that Brother Chen has been cultivating recently, can he improve his cultivation?"

Luo Shuiyao asked slowly, with her cultivation level, it was natural that she couldn't see the depth of Chen Fan.

On the contrary, Luo Feng seemed to see Chen Fan's hesitation, hesitated slightly, and did not speak.

"Ashamed, there is no diligence in the three-month cultivation base, which makes Miss Luo laugh."

This sentence came from Chen Fan's mouth. If it were spoken by anyone, it would be like a joke.

Three months in a mere three months is like upgrading the cultivation base, and I am ashamed. How does this make other people live?

It's just that Luo Shuiyao knows that Chen Fan has never been an ordinary person, otherwise she wouldn't want to live a monk like her.