"Do you want to go in and see the situation?" he glanced at the array switch on the stone platform. Although he wanted to turn off the operation of the array, he was old-fashioned, but he restrained his thoughts and walked according to the procedure. As long as the people who were practicing in the array had not come out, he could not turn off the array.


    Also, the young deacon has a stubborn and conservative attitude and a rigid attitude of sticking to the rules. Otherwise, once the array is closed at the critical moment when the Dragon extraordinary understands the artistic conception of the wind, it will lead to cutting off the inspiration of understanding, and all previous achievements will be wasted.


    In this way, time is passing by. When the ten hours of array operation are over, long Bufan has really understood the artistic conception of wind, and his body method of "swallowing sword formula in the sky" is also a formal entry.


    "It''s a little small at last."


    When he found that the wind suddenly stopped, long Bufan also breathed a sigh, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. Now, as soon as he relaxed and recovered his human form, a surge of fatigue rushed into his body.


    Ten hours this time, plus the previous two hours, a total of twelve hours.


    In the firmament, one hour is equivalent to two hours, and twelve hours is 24 hours. That is to say, long Bufan has been practicing for a whole day and night without eating, drinking or sleeping in this violent wind cave.


    If such high-intensity cultivation were not supported by the abnormal physique of the dragon blood demon soldiers, it would have been exhausted by ordinary people.


    Then, long Bufan moved his muscles and bones, walked towards the exit of the gale cave, took out a cigarette from the storage bag, smoked comfortably, and didn''t realize that his clothes had been torn by the gale.


    Therefore, when long Bufan came out of the Wind Cave naked, the young deacon waiting outside was completely stunned. He looked at long Bufan with no clothes. When his eyes moved to his lower body, he was shocked by the guy full of male dignity, The young deacon looked down at what was under him and felt inferior and ashamed.


    The fox tailed mink Xiaobai, who has been lying on the rock in the sun, saw that long Bufan came out and immediately turned into a white shadow. He looked at long Bufan strangely and asked, "boss, where''s your clothes?"


    Hearing the speech, long Bufan was stunned. Then he looked down at his bare body, smiled awkwardly, immediately moved his spiritual knowledge, took out a set of white clothes of sect disciples from the storage bag and put them on him.


    "Younger martial brother long, what are you doing in there?" the young deacon asked in surprise.


    "What else can I do? Of course it''s cultivation." long Bufan grinned and threw out a perfunctory answer. Then he left, leaving a young deacon with a face full of Leng


    When he returned to the dormitory that night, long Bufan used the incinerator to burn a furnace of all kinds of medicine for the treatment of secret injuries. Then he took off his clothes and soaked in the incinerator all night. Only then did he slowly eliminate the secret injuries all over his body and all the congestion in his body disappear.


    This pot of herbal soup is worth more than 600 yuan spars. If it is converted into Yuan Yang stone, it is equivalent to more than 6000 Yuan Yang stones at a rate of 100 times. If it was put in the previous poor days, these resources would be enough for five or six years.


    However, now, a pile of herbs are used up at one time, which makes long Bufan feel a little sad again. If you want to practice martial arts without wealth support, Rao is your talent. No matter how amazing it is, it''s useless.


    Although money is not everything, without money, it is absolutely impossible