Zhou Fan asked a few more questions, and after getting answers, he saw that the time was not early, and stood up to say goodbye to Lu Kui.

All the way back to Zhou's house, his parents were still waiting for him with lights on.

Zhou Fan looked at the light of the wooden door wide open, he smiled, hid his thoughts, and walked in.

When Zhou Fan came back, his parents went to sleep, and Zhou Fan also washed up briefly, climbed into his bed, and closed his eyes.

......

......

The gray mist drifted slowly.

Zhou Fan reappeared on the boat again, he looked up at the blood cells in the sky, and then looked around, the fog was even thicker than last night.

It's just that Zhou Fan's brows furrowed, he didn't see the 'fog' on the boat, where did the fog go?

"Fog ...... Fog ......" Zhou Fan shouted a few times.

But there was no response, and it was empty, and he was the only one on the boat.

"Are you hiding?" Zhou Fan muttered to himself in a low voice, he knew Yiwu's ability, if he didn't want to see him, then he wanted to find Wuwu out, it was impossible.

Zhou Fan simply sat cross-legged on the deck, and did not look for the fog again, and the other party would naturally appear if he wanted to.

It's a pity, Zhou Fan originally wanted to test the fog with words tonight, and learned the secret of Tongyuan Dan, the fishing rod and the ship from his mouth, who knew that the other party came and avoided it.

Zhou Fan suddenly remembered that on the night when he first saw the fog, a soul fish appeared to attack the wooden boat and was eaten by the fog as a meal.

What should he do if a soul fish strikes later?

However, Zhou Fan quickly figured out that he shouldn't have to worry about this kind of problem.

Only that night did I see a soul fish attacking the ship, and I haven't seen a soul fish attacking the ship since, and even if there is a soul fish attacking the ship, the fog probably won't stand idly by.

This ship is deeply associated with the fog, and the fog may not save itself, but it should not allow a soul fish to destroy the ship.

Taking 10,000 steps back, even if the fog allowed the soul fish to attack the ship, Zhou Fan couldn't, he was still too small compared to those soul fish.

Since it can't be stopped, it's useless to worry.

Thinking like this, Zhou Fan still tried to sit in the center of the deck of the ship, even if there was any special kind of soul fish climbing on the boat, he would be able to have a better distance to deal with it, so as not to be killed all at once.

If you die here, you probably die in the outside world.

Zhou Fan wondered if the soul fish in the river was related to the weirdness of the outside world, or was the soul fish originally a part of the weirdness?

Zhou Fan can't get an answer to such a question for the time being.

The fog didn't come out, Zhou Fan looked around, the gray fog became thick, and the gray river in the distance was no longer visible.

The gray mist in this gray river space is not fixed quantitatively, but will slowly increase, and when it increases to the extreme, the huge blood ball on the sky dome will begin to absorb the mist.

Zhou Fan looked at the blood ball, the blood ball that occupied half of the sky in his field of vision was very large and low, giving people the illusion that he could reach it with his hand.

If you describe it in detail, it's like the world in your previous life, where the moon fell halfway down and hung again.

Zhou Fan quickly recalled, he remembered that when he talked to the fog, the fog had looked at the blood cell a few times, what kind of connection did the blood cell have with the boat and the gray river?

Zhou Fan thought about these unsolvable questions, in fact, he had already thought of a way that had a great possibility to let the fog hiding in the shadows come out.

That solution was for Zhou Fan to shout around, saying that he was going to use a fishing rod.

With his shallow understanding of fog, it is possible that fog will be interested, but Zhou Fan can't use that method, because once he says so.

He had to use the rod again to fish, and the bait needed to be used for his life.

His life span is too small, he still wants to live longer, he doesn't know how much life he has to pay, he won't use a fishing rod anymore.

How many times can he catch a fish if it takes a year or even two years to catch it?

As for the fog coming out, he said that he was joking, and he didn't mean to use a fishing rod.

Zhou Fan didn't dare to do this, who knows if the fog would have the ability to directly drain his lifespan? Even if he couldn't do it, it wouldn't do him any good if he completely angered the fog.

Zhou Fan gave up doing this, if the fog is unwilling to come out, then let him hide, he will always come out.

Without the fog, Zhou Fan began to think, what should he do?

According to Fog, he was on the boat, and there was nothing to do except for fishing and jumping ship.

But Zhou Fan was skeptical of what Wu said, and he began to lie on the boat and sleep with his eyes closed.

Maybe you'll be able to go back when you fall asleep?

But after a long time, Zhou Fan opened his eyes, he was not sleepy at all, he was in good spirits, and he couldn't sleep at all.

Zhou Fan thought about it, then gave up sleeping, looking at the blood cells in the sky, he had already found that the speed of time here was different every time he came in, sometimes it was only a few minutes to get out, and sometimes it took several hours.

Sitting stupidly like this and wasting time, Zhou Fan was unwilling.

His heart suddenly moved, and he thought of something he could do.

What if you practice the Tiger Twelve Styles here?

If he could also cultivate the Tiger Twelve Styles in the Gray River Space, then his cultivation time would be greatly increased.

Just a few things need to be confirmed.

Zhou Fan looked at his hands and fell silent, the first thing he had to confirm was whether he existed in the Gray River Space in a state of consciousness or a physical state, or in a state that he didn't know?

This matter is very important, if it exists in the physical state, then it should be no problem to cultivate here, if it is in other states, it is difficult to say.

To confirm this, you need to......

Zhou Fan squatted down, and he punched the deck under his feet.

Boom!

The deck that was hit by the fist was not damaged in any way.

There was no damage to the deck, which did not surprise Zhou Fan, after all, the deck looked thick, and he continued to punch at the deck.

The sound of banging and banging kept sounding on the ship, and there was no change on the deck, but Zhou Fan's fist knuckles oozed red blood because of the continuous impact.

Zhou Fan saw that his knuckles were bleeding, so he stopped, and he frowned slightly.

"There is pain, but the pain does not necessarily mean that you are now in a physical state, it may be a pain simulated by the soul. ”

"If you want to be sure, you have to wait until you wake up and see if your fist is injured. ”

This is the first thing Zhou Fan wants to confirm, and the second is whether there is vitality here?

If he didn't have the vitality, then what would happen when he cultivated the Tiger Twelve Forms and the Complete Awakening Four Forms?

The first situation is that there is no vitality, and cultivating the four awakening forms once does not play any role, this situation, Zhou Fan can still accept it, what he is worried about is the second situation, if there is no vitality here, will he inhale strange elements?

For example, like a gray mist floating in the air, if you inhale it, it will be bad if something bad happens!

The Gray River space is a very strange place, if the fog didn't lie, he would only have half a chance of survival if he ate the soul fish in the river.

Zhou Fan considered it comprehensively, and before confirming these things, he still remained cautious and did not try to cultivate and absorb the vitality in the wooden boat space.

But not daring to absorb the vitality does not mean that he has nothing to do, he can completely do it during the day, just by disassembling the four awakening postures to exercise muscle groups.

Simply exercising muscle groups will not be harmful, and this is also a test to see if there is any increase in strength after waking up, so Zhou Fan began to cultivate on the wooden boat.

Continuing to cultivate, Zhou Fan, who was sweating profusely, felt the feeling of the world spinning, and he closed his eyes.

When Zhou Fan opened his eyes again, he had already woken up.

Zhou Fan's first look was at the back of his right hand, and to his disappointment, the back of his right hand was intact and did not have any broken skin and bleeding injuries.

"It looks like a soul state has entered. Zhou Fan said softly.

He got out of bed and began to measure the strength in his body again.

He found that his strength had increased slightly, but after thinking about it, Zhou Fan was still not sure that this was the cultivation skill of the wooden boat.

Because yesterday there was already undigested vitality in his body, and now that he has digested all of it, it is not surprising that his strength has increased.

Zhou Fan shook his head helplessly, it seemed that he wanted to confirm whether the cultivation on the wooden boat was effective, and he would continue to test, if the fog was there, ask the fog or get any useful news, of course, the fog might not answer him.

After breakfast, Zhou Zhou Mu and his wife left home to be busy, and Zhou Fan came to the small courtyard at the back of the house to continue his cultivation.

It was only two days before he joined the patrol, including today, and he had to hurry up and train hard.

Even if Zhou Fan knew in his heart that it was impossible for him to step into the middle of his strength in a short period of time, as long as he inhaled the vitality, his strength would continue to grow.

With every little strength he gains, his chances of survival are better.

A day passed in a hurry, Zhou Fan stopped cultivating, and inhaled the vitality for the second time today, but his strength was not as terrifying as the first day's growth, and today's strength was about a hundred catties higher.

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, he knew that this was a normal thing, the first time he inhaled the Yuan Qi could increase so much strength, it was because the initial incorporation of the Yuan Qi also stimulated the potential of the body, and the second time it was not so fast.

In the early stage of strength, the growth of strength will be slower day by day, and only when you accumulate enough to enter the middle stage of strength, your strength will rise by leaps and bounds again!

Zhou Fan stopped practicing for a day and returned to the house, and after a while, her mother Gui Feng came back first, she put down the hoe and the basket at the end of the hoe, her face was a little unsightly.

"What's wrong, aren't you tired?" Zhou Fan poured her a glass of water.

Zhou Fan already regarded this couple as filial as his parents in his heart, after all, he took this body as a way to make up for the regret of his predecessor, and Zhou Yimu and his wife were really good to him.

Gui Feng's face was full of worries, but she just took the cup, took a sip of water, shook her head, and said, "I'll cook first, and we'll talk about it when your father comes back." ”

Gui Feng said this, which means that there is really something wrong.

However, Gui Feng said that he would wait for Zhou Yimu to come back, so Zhou Fan didn't ask again, but helped with the cooking.

It wasn't until the meal was ready, the table was set, the sun was setting, and it was dark, that Zhou Yimu returned, followed by an old dog at his feet.

The old dog was very thin, so thin that he could see the craggy bones, and the yellow dog hair had fallen out a lot, so that the dog had formed a bare fist-sized circle, and there was not even a single hair on the tail of the sickle, and the pair of dark and small pupils were dull.

Zhou Fan was a little surprised, he didn't understand, why did Zhou Yimu bring such an old dog home?

When he arrived at the door, Zhou Yimu squatted down, patted the old dog's head, pointed at Zhou Fan and said, "This is your master." ”

The old dog glanced at Zhou Fan, its erect ears moved, and then found a corner in the hall, turned around in the corner, and then lay on the ground and closed its eyes.

"Dad, this dog is ......" Zhou Fan looked at the old dog lying in the corner, and he had a guess in his heart.

"This is the life-saving thing I found for you. Zhou Zhou Mu sat down a little tired, he had been running around for a few days for this matter, and today it was finally resolved.

Gui Feng, who was originally full of sadness, showed a smile on her face, and she smiled: "It's okay now, Afan, your father found you the best life-saving thing, and I was worried that the old king would not sell it to us." ”

"I asked Carpenter Zhang, the father of the thin monkey, to help, and the old king agreed to sell it to us for two coins, and we owe the Zhang family a big favor. Zhou Zhou Mu said simply, his face relaxed a lot, because this was the best life-saving thing he had found.