The ancestor who survived the tribulation was reborn and went to college

Zhang Fan lay on the bed with his eyes closed, feeling the cultivation level in his body slowly recovering.

He knew that the injury this time was not ordinary serious, it was a test between life and death.

He knew that this injury was not a simple physical injury, but involved soul and mental damage.

Zhang Fan's body is covered with a layer of faint white light, which is the energy protection he cultivated. He is using his remaining spiritual power to protect his body from the outside world.

His injuries were very serious, and his entire body was covered in black scars, as if he had been scorched by fire.

His flesh and blood were bloody, his bones were exposed, and he looked very scary.

He closed his eyes, and suddenly, a faint golden light emitted from his body.

Zhang Fan felt this mysterious power carefully and couldn't help but feel happy.

This is the blood power of the Chinese Emperor bloodline in his body, which seems to be repairing his body autonomously.

At the same time, Zhang Fan's training room was filled with a strong aroma of medicine. Liu Ruyan, the most powerful immortal cultivator with healing attributes in the entire small world of cultivating immortals, was doing his best to heal Zhang Fan's injuries.

Liu Ruyan held the magic weapon and kept tracing it over Zhang Fan's body. Faint golden light shot out from the magic weapon and penetrated into Zhang Fan's body.

At the same time, several other healing attribute cultivators were boiling herbs and preparing to give them to Zhang Fan.

"Senior Zhang, your injury is a bit serious. I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover for a while. However, thanks to a mysterious energy in your body, you are constantly resisting the black energy, but you still cannot escape the danger of life. You need to cooperate with me next. With the treatment, it is expected that he will be better and out of danger in about one month," Liu Ruyan reminded Zhang Fan.

At the same time, Liu Ruyan also looked at Zhang Fan curiously, not expecting that the savior of the world was so young.

What made him even more curious was that despite such a serious injury, Zhang Fan did not lose his life. There seemed to be a mysterious power in his body that was constantly recovering.

Zhang Fan felt the continuous healing power in his body, and his heart was filled with gratitude. ..

Zhang Fan smiled slightly: "Thank you Miss Liu for your treatment. I'll trouble you next."

He knew that this injury was the most serious he had ever suffered. Because he fought a bloody battle with the Lord of Darkness regardless of his life, the Lord of Darkness's black energy entangled in Zhang Fan's wound like tarsal maggots, preventing Zhang Fan from recovering from his injury.

Liu Ruyan also smiled slightly: "Senior Zhang, you were injured while saving the world. It is my duty to treat you."

Zhang Fan said nothing and continued to cooperate with the treatment of Liu Ruyan and several medical masters.

After a month of careful treatment, Zhang Fan's injury finally improved significantly.

The black energy like a maggot attached to a bone gradually faded away, and the golden light in the body became brighter.

Liu Ruyan and several medical masters couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw this scene. They knew that Zhang Fan was finally out of danger.

In the next few days, Zhang Fan received treatment in the training room every day and took various precious medicines.

His body gradually regained its former vitality, and his scars continued to improve.

Liu Ruyan was very satisfied with his healing effect and became more interested in Zhang Fan, the savior.

During the period of healing, Zhang Fan also thought more deeply about his own cultivation.

He realized that he had many shortcomings in the process of cultivation and needed to work harder and persevere.

He was determined to work harder to practice after recovering from his injuries, otherwise if the Lord of Darkness ran out, he would be the first to find him.

Unknowingly, another three days passed, and Zhang Fan's injuries finally improved more significantly.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at his body, finding that the wounds had scabbed over and new flesh was slowly growing out.

He smiled slightly, knowing that without the obstruction of black energy, his body had begun to recover.

At this time, Zhang Fan no longer needed the help of Liu Ruyan and several medical masters, and began to heal his injuries on his own.

He began to use the power of cultivation in his body to speed up the healing of the wound.

He felt that the energy in his body was constantly flowing, and the healing speed of his wounds was also accelerating.

He frowned slightly, feeling that there seemed to be some problems in some places in his body, and the power of cultivation could not flow smoothly.

Zhang Fan healed his wounds almost every day. He tried every method, including taking elixirs, practicing spells, opening up meridians, and even collecting spiritual herbs and refining elixirs.

He constantly mobilized his cultivation power to gradually suppress the injury, and then slowly repair it.

In the process, he experienced countless pains and struggles, but he never gave up.

He knew that only by persisting could he regain his life.

Zhang Fan is working hard to use his spiritual energy to find a way to completely recover his body without leaving any hidden dangers.

He constantly adjusted his breathing and the flow of energy in his body.

Unknowingly, during the healing process, Zhang Fan's whole body once again exuded a faint golden light, and he began to recover.

The healing process was very long. He didn't know how long he had been practicing. He only knew that his body was constantly recovering.

He felt that the energy in his body was constantly growing, and the healing speed of his wounds was also accelerating.

His brows gradually relaxed, and he knew that his body was developing in a good direction.

For the next long time, Zhang Fan almost never left the practice room. He practiced wholeheartedly every day, hoping to recover as soon as possible.

He understood that his injury was very serious, almost hurting his bones. If he hadn't practiced for many years, the true energy in his body had reached a certain level, coupled with the power of the Chinese Emperor bloodline, he would have died long ago. .

Another month passed unknowingly, and Zhang Fan's body experienced countless severe pains. Sometimes his wounds would bleed, and sometimes they would scab and heal.

He struggled in pain every time but never gave up.

He knew that only by persisting could he stand up again.

Finally, one morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone on him, he felt an unprecedented power surge in his body.

During such a long healing process, Zhang Fan's wound was completely healed.

He slowly opened his eyes and felt the strength in his body. He knew that he had fully recovered.

Zhang Fan stood up and felt that his body had returned to its peak state. He was stronger than before and was only one step away from the stage of transcending the tribulation.

He walked out of the training room and came to the square outside the training room. This is the place where the cultivators from the northern forces practice, and it is also the place where they communicate.

He saw some immortal cultivators practicing, and some immortal cultivators exchanging their cultivation experiences, and he was in a very good mood.

Soon the monks discovered Zhang Fan's existence and greeted Zhang Fan one after another. Seeing Zhang Fan's eyes full of admiration, Zhang Fan could only run away.