After a few steps, he came directly to the top of the cliff, Meng Fan's small hand grabbed the stone hard, and at the same time, his body carefully moved towards the other side of the mountain.

Squeak!

Accidentally, Meng Fan's body hit the stone, and the sudden severe pain made Meng Fan's little face twitch, and blood suddenly overflowed from the originally injured chest, but in the next moment, Meng Fan's palm was tightly grasping the cliff, and his five fingers were forced, leaning on the stone with all his might, and then crawling forward.

Finally, three meters away from the back of the cliff, Meng Fan's figure stopped, his eyes stared at the cliff, his calves moved, and the corners of his mouth whispered.

"Fight!"

The voice fell, Meng Fan's figure had already jumped directly towards the cliff, and a strong force was transmitted between Meng Fan's calves, and in an instant, Meng Fan in the sky flashed, but it accurately fell to the back of the cliff.

Syllable!

Meng Fan fell on the rock, and the pain came directly, as if his bones were about to break, but he smiled excitedly, knowing that he had made the right bet, and his penance's efforts were indeed not in vain.

This Yan stepping without a trace is a Yuan Qi Gong method, and it is also the only Yuan Qi Gong method that Meng Fan is proficient in.

According to Meng Fan's knowledge, the Yuan Qi Gong method is an existence that does not know how long the heaven and earth have multiplied, and can give full play to the power of the Yuan Qi, according to the intermediate level of the Yuan Qi Gong method, it is generally divided into lower, middle and upper three grades, and each level is passed, and the power is nearly doubled.

And above it, there is also the level of the four legends of the Flood Desolate Earth, but how strong it is Meng Fan has also heard of it.

Meng Fan's cultivation of Yan Treading Without a Trace is the most basic low-grade exercise, and all the teenagers in Wuzhen will do it.

Yan Treading Without a Trace is just a skill to increase speed, not even talking about power, but under the condition that Meng Fan's practice makes perfect, he still cultivates quite well, and he can increase his speed a lot.

Reluctantly standing up, Meng Fan couldn't wait to look around by the moonlight, behind this cliff was all Meng Fan's hope.

In the next moment, Meng Fan's pupils shrank, and he suddenly noticed that under a withered tree not far away, there was a faint light blue glow, and if you looked closely, a small grass grew there, and the leaves on it were a little separated, and at the same time, there was an attractive fragrance.

"Hundred herbs!"

Second-grade elixir, 100 herbs!

For a moment, Meng Fan's body couldn't help but tremble, although he had never seen a hundred herbs, but he had read the pharmacopoeia in Wuzhen on weekdays, and the things described on it were exactly the same as the appearance of this little grass! This thing was much more powerful than the medicinal power of the first-grade elixir He Shou.

Suddenly, an excited smile appeared on Meng Fan's little face, once this hundred herbs are taken back, they will definitely be of great help to Xinlan's injury, although they cannot be cured, but they are enough to temporarily suppress the cold disease.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan suddenly walked towards the Hundred Herbs excitedly, and strode to the front of the Hundred Herbs, just after Meng Fan's body was approaching, his eyes suddenly skimmed to an inconspicuous black object next to the Hundred Herbs.

Meng Fan raised his eyebrows, picked it up suspiciously, wiped the soil on it, and found that it was a black bead.

The bead was the size of a palm, and it was full of cracks, and it was as black as a hard stone!

This thing is actually buried in the soil with a hundred herbs, if you don't look closely, you really can't find it, probably who left it here.

Meng Fan smiled, not paying too much attention, but putting all his attention on the hundred herbs, carefully collecting the hundred herbs, wrapping them in a piece of cloth seriously, and putting them in his arms.

After doing everything well, Meng Fan's heart can be regarded as letting go, and secretly sighing for his good luck. In addition to being excited, Meng Fan weighed the black beads in his hand and muttered softly, "Hehe, this thing is quite heavy!" As he spoke, he casually put the beads into his arms.

In the middle of the clothes, the blood on Meng Fan's chest and the pitch-black beads touched together, and a drop of blood merged into the black beads without Meng Fan noticing.

Between the electric light and flint, a bright light suddenly crossed the beads, and the bright light was dazzling, wanting to break the long sky of the night!

"Ahh

Meng Fan snorted, his mind was hot, and his whole body seemed to have a scorching feeling, and in the next moment, his body slowly fell down, and he fell into a deep sleep......