"Ah~~", in the valley, under the waterfall, Mo Ran roared loudly.

A month has passed, and Mo Ran still insists on practicing under the waterfall. After a month of unremitting efforts, he can stand under the waterfall for about twenty minutes. Mo Ran is quite satisfied with this result. With the support of "Zhu Guo", Mo Ran did not waste any time. After all, life is important. The stronger his strength, the greater the hope of survival.

When I persisted for a while and felt that I could no longer bear the impact of the waterfall, Mo Ran increased his morale again, transported the small amount of internal energy left in his body on the surface of his body, swayed his arms, and opened it backwards with his arms in front of him.

"Drink~" I saw the waterfall that hit my body suddenly stagnated, as if it had paused. But that was just a moment. After the pause in an instant, the waterfall fell on Mo Ran again.

"Boom~" Mo Ran was washed out again.

"Damn it, that's OK." After complimenting himself without hesitation, a smile appeared on Mo Ran's face.

Lying on the ground, Mo Ran put his hands behind his head, looked up at the clouds floating in the sky, and suddenly felt a little emotional. Two months ago, he was an ordinary child at the foot of Xiaodangshan Mountain. He lived a life of peace with Mr. Fang. He chopped wood and hunted every day, helped his neighbors do farm work, and fought with Mr. Fang. Although he didn't eat well and was a little poor, he was still quite comfortable.

I remember that I insisted on practicing every day, so that one day I could cultivate my internal energy so that Mr. Fang would be happy, but this wish would not be realized until Mr. Fang left.

Now, I have not only cultivated my inner energy, but also possessed an adventure that only a very small number of people can have. However, Yi Fang Lao doesn’t know where he is, and it is really unpredictable in the world.

"I don't know how the old man is now." Mo Ran thought to himself.

According to Mo Ran's inference, Fang Lao was already seventy years old when he left. Even if he was a fifth-level martial artist, he could only live to be 180 years old. This time he left, he seemed to have to go to a very far place. I don't know if he could see Fang Lao again in his lifetime. Thinking of this, Mo Ran suddenly felt a little lonely in his heart. This feeling was like someone took something from his body.

Although Mo Ran quarreled and fought with Mr. Fang all day long, he always treated Mr. Fang as a relative in his heart. After all, Mr. Fang took care of Mo Ran for eight years, and this relationship cannot be replaced by anything. After rebirth, Mo Ran paid special attention to family affection. Although Mr. Fang left, Mo Ran never forgot everything he had experienced before.

"I hope everything is fine for him. I would be fine if I was a strong man. Alas~" Mo Ran sighed.

Suddenly thinking about something, Mo Ran sat up suddenly and thought excitedly: "If I could become a strong man in a short time, then I could go to find the old man and then allow him to be promoted to Martial Master, Wu Kuang or even Martial Master. Isn't it said that if I could live for more than 150 years at the Martial Master level? What about Martial Master? I can definitely live longer, so that the old man won't have to die. Haha~~, I'm a genius." Thinking of this, Mo Ran laughed wildly at the sky.

After a while, he frowned again and sighed: "I have only cultivated my inner energy so far. My realm is completely different from Mr. Fang. Mr. Fang has only become a martial artist at the age of 70. If I want to reach the level of the Martial Master, how many years will I have to practice."

He shook his head and waved his negative thoughts: "How can you know if you don't do it? Old Mao also said that the revolution has not been successful yet, and we still need to work hard." "Yes, we cannot be defeated by ourselves. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, there is still a chance."

Thinking of this, Mo Ran turned over and jumped up and looked at the waterfall. His eyes were no longer filled with the loss and decadence he had just now, and only perseverance and strength remained.

"Biluotianquan, I'm experiencing you~~~~." He shouted, and Mo Ran rushed towards the waterfall.

In a blink of an eye, Mo Ran had been in the valley for more than two months. In order to save his life, Mo Ran worked hard every day. For two months, Mo Ran did not waste even a minute or a second of time. When he was full of energy, he practiced under the waterfall, and when he was tired, he meditated on the spot to refine his energy. Although he was physically and mentally exhausted, Mo Ran enjoyed this fulfilling life very much.

In the past two months, Mo Ran discovered something strange, that is, whenever he meditated and refined his energy, Mo Ran found that the purple internal energy in the purple palace dantian was gradually changing. When he just got this internal energy, it appeared in a vortex state in his body, entrenched in the purple palace dantian. After that, Mo Ran was struck by lightning once, the purple internal energy would sometimes run around uncontrollably, and once he almost took his life.

However, after two months of meditation and practice, the purple internal energy in the body, which is vortex-shaped, slowly gathers into the middle, and becomes smaller and smaller, gradually becoming like a small ball. The purple energy that Mo Ran has newly cultivated flows from the meridians to the purple dantian. As soon as he enters the dantian, it quickly approaches the small ball and is immediately swallowed by the small ball. The small ball slowly becomes larger and smaller, always maintaining a certain size. Mo Ran found that this purple ball formed by the purple internal energy gathering is even more powerful than the original vortex-shaped energy body. Mo Ran knew that the internal energy he had cultivated has become purer. A little impurity energy originally mixed in it has been gradually cleared from the body when he was practicing against the waterfall.

It can be said that the internal energy in Mo Ran's body is now pure, but the internal energy is pure, but it becomes even more difficult to control. It would be fine if you don't use it, the purple ball is quietly suspended in the purple mansion, but when Mo Ran uses it to fight against the waterfall, Mo Ran always feels like he is unable to do anything. Although this feeling is very subtle, Mo Ran can easily grasp it. This prompts Mo Ran to spend a lot of effort to control the running purple internal energy every time to prevent it from suddenly rioting, which will damage his internal organs and meridians.

Although this powerful internal energy is difficult to control, after Mo Ran's long-term practice, he discovered the trick. This internal energy is like a newborn baby. When Mo Ran uses it to fight against the waterfall, the internal energy will become irritable and restless, running around aimlessly in his body, as if he consciously resists the huge pressure outside the body. And when Mo Ran meditates quietly, as long as he slowly operates it according to a certain route, it will follow Mo Ran's guide and is very obedient.

"Hu~~" A long breath was spit out from his mouth, and Mo Ran once again returned to his best condition.

"Continue." After adjusting his state, he turned his purple internal energy into his body, and walked towards the waterfall to himself.

As soon as he took a step, Mo Ran felt the purple internal energy in his body suddenly become violent, and the purple internal energy spread all over his body gushed back towards the purple palace dantian. Suddenly, perhaps affected by Mo Ran, the spiritual energy in the valley also moved and rushed towards Mo Ran crazy.

This change made Mo Ran's face change. When he felt that the situation was not good, Mo Ran immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, spread his palms, and supported him on his knees. His mental perception quickly dissipated to Zifu and observed carefully.

This sight scared Mo Ran. He saw that the purple ball floating in the center of the purple palace dantian was growing larger at a speed visible to the naked eye. The spiritual energy pouring into Mo Ran's body from the valley was gathering madly towards the purple ball. The purple ball was like a bee with a saccharine, constantly swallowing it. It seemed that there was no possibility of stopping.

"You can't continue like this. If you develop in this situation, you may be able to get overwhelmed in a while." Thinking in your heart, Mo Ran's hands hurriedly made various handprints, trying to forcibly suppress the internal energy that was rioting in your body.

Unfortunately, the rioting true qi in his body was not effectively suppressed, but the rioting internal qi showed no sign of stopping, but became more and more intense. Finally, Mo Ran could no longer bear the impact of the rioting internal qi in his body. The huge pain almost made him lose consciousness. Mo Ran gave up resisting, huddled on the ground, rolling constantly, and the only thing he could do was to watch the purple balls in his dantian gradually grow bigger and bigger again.

Under the impact of the crazy internal energy, Mo Ran's consciousness gradually became blurred. His past life experiences slid through his eyes like paintings in his mind. Negative emotions such as grievances, unwillingness, anger, etc. suddenly surged into his heart.

"Are you going to die?" Mo Ran thought sadly.
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