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Chapter 554

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"Should I go in and take a look?" He glanced at the switch of the formation on the stone platform. Although he wanted to turn off the formation, he suppressed his thoughts and followed the procedure. As long as the person cultivating in the formation did not come out, the formation could not be turned off.

Fortunately, this young deacon had a stubborn, conservative, and inflexible mentality that adhered to convention. Otherwise, once he closed the formation at the critical moment when Long Bufan was comprehending Wind Concept, it would cause his inspiration to be cut off, and all his previous efforts would be wasted.

Time passed little by little in this way. When the formation had been running for 20 hours, Long Bufan had truly comprehended a little bit of the Essence of Wind. His body movement of the Firmament Devourer Sword Technique could be considered as an official entry level.

"Finally, I have made some progress."

Noticing that the gale of the wind formation had suddenly stopped, Long Bufan heaved a sigh of relief and smiled slightly. However, now that he had relaxed and returned to his human form, a wave of exhaustion suddenly surged through his body.

This time, 20 hours, plus the previous four hours, totaled 24 hours.

In the Firmament and Continent, one hour was equivalent to two hours, so 24 hours was equivalent to 24 hours. In other words, Long Bufan had been cultivating in the Gale Cave for a whole day and night without eating, drinking, sleeping, or resting.

If it wasn't for the support of the Demonic Soldier's abnormal physique, an ordinary person would have already collapsed from exhaustion after such a high-intensity training.

After that, Long Bufan stretched his muscles and walked towards the exit of the Gale Cave. He took out a cigarette from his storage bag and started to smoke comfortably. He was completely unaware that the clothes on his body had already been completely torn apart by the gale earlier.

Therefore, when Long Bufan walked out of the Fierce Wind Cave completely naked, the young deacon who was waiting outside was completely stupefied. He looked at Long Bufan who was completely naked with a surprised gaze. When his gaze shifted to the masculine and spirited 'little Long Bufan' on his lower body, he was shocked by this guy who was brimming with masculinity and majesty. The young deacon lowered his head and glanced at the thing below him. He immediately felt inferior and was extremely ashamed.

Xiao Bai, who had been lying on the rock basking in the sun, saw Long Bufan come out and immediately turned into a white shadow and flew over. He looked at Long Bufan strangely and asked, "Boss, where are your clothes?"

Hearing this, Long Bufan was startled. Only then did he lower his head to look at his naked body. He suddenly smiled awkwardly and immediately moved his spirit sense slightly. He took out a set of white sect disciple clothes from his storage bag and put it on.

"Junior brother Long, what are you doing in there?" The young deacon asked in surprise.

"What else can I do? Of course, I'm cultivating." Long Bufan grinned and threw out a perfunctory answer. He then left, leaving the young deacon with a stunned expression …

That night, when he returned to the dormitory, Long Bufan used the Heaven Burning Furnace to boil a variety of medicinal liquids to treat internal injuries. Then, he took off his clothes and soaked in the Heaven Burning Furnace for a night. Only then did the internal injuries on his body slowly disappear and the blood clots in his body completely disappeared.

This medicinal soup was worth more than 600 pieces of Primal Crystal Stones. If it was converted to Primal Yang Stones, it would be equivalent to more than 6000 pieces of Primal Yang Stones. If it was in the past when he was poor, these resources would be enough for Long Bufan to use for five to six years.

However, now, a pile of medicinal herbs was used up in one go. This made Long Bufan sigh. Without the support of wealth, if one wanted to practice martial arts, no matter how amazing one's talent was, it would be useless.

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