Chapter 1716

When Fang Lin crawled out of the grave, a thunderbolt just sounded above the sky, and the fleeting thunder light illuminated Fang Lin's pale face.

"My cultivation... Fang Lin sat on the ground, covered with mud and water, looking quite embarrassed.

The most unacceptable thing for Fang Lin is that he can't feel the slightest fluctuation of his cultivation at the moment.

Clenched his fist, the physical strength was still there, but the cultivation of the great elder no longer existed and could not be exerted at all.

At the moment, Fang Lin can't fly in the sky, show any martial moves, and use any treasures.

The body is empty, and there is no trace of cultivation left, just like an ordinary person who has never stepped into the road of martial arts, not even the lowest realm of human yuan.

"Why is this?" Fang Lin couldn't believe it. He finally reached the realm of great longevity. How could he cease to exist overnight?

Fang Lin sat under the rain and thunder at night, his heart full of surprise, anger and anxiety, and his mood was a complex unease.

This is like a rich man who suddenly lost all his wealth overnight and became like a street beggar. Such a huge gap is simply unacceptable.

Fang Lin was in such a similar situation at the moment. From the world's top master with great longevity cultivation, he suddenly lost all his cultivation. Fang Lin didn't fall into madness, but his mood was very strong.

But Rao is no matter how calm he is, he can't calm down when encountering such a thing.

It rained and thundered at night. Fang Lin finally settled down, took a deep breath, sat cross legged in the mud, and tried to run Jiuding Tongtian.

However, Fang Lin was aware of his own problems.

"Someone blocked my cultivation!" Fang Lin's face was shocked. He could feel that cultivation was not the kind of vanishing out of thin air, but an unimaginable force that sealed Fang Lin's cultivation.

All orifices, all meridians, were completely blocked by this force, and there was no omission at all, which suppressed Fang Lin's cultivation.

Even Fang Lin's forced operation can only make the body suffer, but he can't use any cultivation.

"What's the matter? I'm already in the realm of great longevity. Even the strong can't seal my cultivation. Why is this force so strong?" Fang Lin's eyes were gloomy, and he tried to break the seal inside his body again and again, but he was doing useless work at all.

Fang Lin recalled that he was catching up with the mysterious man turned into his eyeball. When he saw that he was about to catch up, the mysterious man suddenly disappeared, and then he seemed to have been slapped by someone, and then he didn't know anything.

Until now, Fang Lin didn't know how long it had been, let alone where he was now.

The biggest doubt is why his cultivation was sealed?

In Fang Lin's mind, the mysterious man who is most likely to block his cultivation should be the one, but since this person hides such a strong strength, he just blocks his cultivation instead of killing himself, which is really a little strange.

Fang Lin tried to use the messenger jade slips to contact Dugu Nian, but although the Jiugong bag could be opened, none of the things in it could be used. Even the messenger jade slips could not be used at all.

If Fang Lin still has a little cultivation left, he can use many things, including the messenger jade slips, but the problem is that Fang Lin can't even use a little cultivation now, so naturally he can't use these things.

This made Fang Lin very depressed, but he had no choice but to put away the messenger jade slips.

After checking his condition, he found that there were no other abnormalities and injuries except that his cultivation was sealed.

However, although Fang Lin's cultivation was sealed, the real dragon immortal body still exists, and the flesh body has not been affected by the sealing of cultivation.

It can be said that even without cultivation, relying on this physical body alone, there are not many people who can threaten Fang Lin, but without cultivation, it will still have a great impact after all. If you encounter the great elder or the strong, Fang Lin is estimated to be in danger.

"Who on earth is that person?" Fang Lin's biggest doubt is what kind of identity the mysterious man turned into in his eyes.

Originally, Fang Lin always thought that he was his enemy. He might be the strong man of Yinsha hall, a remnant of ancient times, or an expert of Fengjian Pavilion.

But if it was the enemy, he should have been dead at the moment, but the man didn't kill himself, but blocked his cultivation. This move really puzzled Fang Lin.

He also began to doubt whether this person was an enemy? Or what other intentions and purposes are difficult to guess?

In short, Fang Lin feels like a mess right now. Especially after seeing the twelve murals from 100000 mountains and rivers, Fang Lin feels that he is close to a lot of truth, but after all, there is still a fog in front of him, so that he can't see the last layer of truth.

The rainstorm was thunderous. It rained heavily, and the thunder rang all night. The beasts in the mountains were frightened by the thunder. At this moment, bursts of wolves and tigers could be heard in the mountains. If ordinary people were here, they would be scared to death.

But Fang Lin sat in the rain at night, but he didn't realize it. None of the beasts that were startled by the thunder dared to approach Fang Lin.

After all, although Fang Lin's cultivation was sealed, his strong physique was still there. Those beasts could naturally perceive that Fang Lin was not something they could provoke, and naturally would not come near Fang Lin.

However, several Hunter families in the mountain have suffered. Frightened beasts broke into the hunter's home. Some people were injured by beasts, and others were bitten to death alive.

The old man and the little girl who buried Fang Lin as a corpse in the daytime were safe and sound. They stayed at home all night without being disturbed by wild animals.

When the night cleared, the beasts in the mountains, who had been tossing all night, finally calmed down.

In a wooden house on the hillside, the old man and the little girl sat around the stove, where a fish was stewed. When the soup rolled, the old man threw in some fresh wild mushrooms, which made the fish soup delicious.

The little girl stared at the fish in the pot, obviously a little salivating. The old man looked at his granddaughter happily and said, "don't worry, you can eat fish later."

The little girl named Ping An nodded. Although she had lived in the mountains since childhood and was used to eating all kinds of mountain game, her favorite was the fish soup cooked by her grandfather. The delicious taste made Ping An happy for many days every time she drank it.

Just then, outside the wooden house, there was the sound of footsteps.

"Is anyone there?" Fang Lin stood outside the wooden house, covered with mud, looking like climbing out of the mud.

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