Chapter 140 Retreat
Chapter 140 Retreat
Chen An's heart softened, and he stroked Fu Gui's head: "Of course I'll take you with me."
"That's more like it. I'll reluctantly keep you company." Fu Gui lay down on the back of the tank and gazed into the distance.
The moving mountains and rivers slowed down, and they arrived at Chen An's residence.
The setting sun, tinged with a rosy hue, blended seamlessly with the clouds on the horizon, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
Fugui felt a little regretful. Why did it become jealous when things were so good outside? It went into seclusion with Chen'an and Tank.
"Let's go, it'll be too late to regret it." Chen An picked up Fu Gui with both hands, rubbed his face against its head, and strode into the house. Seeing that Tank hadn't moved, he turned his head and said, "Hurry up, I can't carry you."
Tank followed behind Chen An, and the closer it got to the house, the smaller it became, eventually managing to walk through the door.
Chen An had originally planned to store the tank in the keel first, but now it seems he was overthinking it.
Her lack of attention to tanks doesn't mean that tank technology hasn't improved.
The tank, shrunk to less than one-tenth of its real size, was rather cute. Chen An hesitated for a moment, then tucked Fu Gui under his waist with his left hand and reached for the tank with his right.
"One, two, let's go."
The tank's size has shrunk, but its weight hasn't changed. If Chen An hadn't reached his current level of cultivation, he probably wouldn't have been able to move this small mountain.
Although she leaned to the left with every step she took forward, at least she was able to move the tank forward.
Upon reaching the bedside, Chen An released his grip, and Fu Gui landed steadily on the ground with his limbs down.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Chen An bent over and placed the tank on the ground.
Just seconds after the tank landed, it boldly lay down at Chen An's feet, its previous caution gone, and the joy in its eyes was self-evident.
"Walk."
Chen An sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, raised his right hand, glanced at the two spirit beasts on his left and right, and disappeared into the room.
The dragon bone flashed three times, and Fugui and Tank disappeared from their original spot, but dozens of black iron-armored men appeared in the house.
These iron figures are spaced one meter apart, with their backs to the keel on the bed, their hands hanging at their sides, standing straight.
Once inside the dragon's bone, Chen An chose a quiet spot to meditate and breathe in spiritual energy.
Fugui and Tank obediently stayed by her side.
There are no seasons in the dragon bone; every day has the perfect temperature and humidity. As long as you can endure loneliness, it's definitely a great place to be.
But enduring loneliness is not something that can be done easily. Throughout history, those who have been willing to go into seclusion have only one reason: to improve their cultivation.
The cultivation continent is vast and boundless, and the four directions of the world have not yet been fully explored. It is not impossible to find a place better than the Dragon Bone, but we have never heard of any powerful figure hiding in the mountains and forests all day long.
Time flies, and a month has passed outside. Finally, there is some movement around Chen An.
A tornado-like vortex swirled above her head, growing louder and then softer with Chen An's heavy breathing.
Tank shielded Fugui behind him, his round eyes fixed on Chen An, trying to keep his breathing quiet.
Fu Gui tilted his head, somewhat puzzled. Chen An had broken through so many times without ever experiencing a tribulation, so why had this unexpected turn of events occurred?
Before it could figure it out, the cyclone disappeared, and Chen An opened his eyes wide and looked at the two spirit beasts.
"The Yin and Yang have been fully formed." Chen An waved to the tank, signaling it to hurry over.
Tank glanced at Fugui, proudly raised its head, and walked towards Chen An.
"Here you go." Chen An opened his hand, and the vortex that had appeared above her head earlier appeared in his palm. "Come closer."
The tank stood still, enlarged its body to twice its original size, and rested its head on Chen An's lap.
Chen An gently stroked the tank's head: "It will hurt a lot next, but after the pain, you will become stronger. Are you willing?"
Tank tapped Chen'an's leg with its head, indicating that it was willing.
Fugui still tilted its head. The tornado was obviously quite powerful, and it could roughly guess what Chen An was planning to do.
Only a fool like a tank would be willing to endure that pain. If you're going to live a life like a beast, it's best not to be too hard on yourself.
Chen An gritted his teeth, and the tornado in his hand stopped spinning instantly. With a clear shattering sound, it disappeared from the tank's head.
A piercing pain shot through it. The tank was thick-skinned and tough, and few people could penetrate its defenses, so it hadn't suffered many injuries.
It had never experienced such pain before. Its head felt like it was about to explode, and its meridians felt like they were being washed away by a flood. The stones in the flood kept scraping across its meridians and piercing its internal organs.
The enormous body began to roll, and the roars of the beast began to echo within the keel.
Chen An frowned involuntarily; the sudden dilation of his pupils was enough to make her heart ache.
Even though she couldn't bear it, she didn't immediately lure the tornado out.
The effectiveness of this tornado will decrease with each use, and the first use is the most important.
The longer a tank can withstand attacks, the more its abilities will improve.
Tornadoes are a reward for achieving the perfect balance of Yin and Yang, capable of cleansing the marrow and bones of living beings, but the price is excruciating pain.
Tank is a Flying Fish Crocodile, a not-so-powerful spirit beast race. He should take this opportunity to grow stronger so that he can become more powerful in the future.
Chen An felt like a bad parent who was forcing his child to climb higher, but he had no choice but to do so.
She couldn't let Tank fall too far behind and forget about this partner who had accompanied her growth, especially since Tank himself also wanted to become stronger.
Fu Gui couldn't bear to see his little brother suffer, so he jumped onto Chen An's shoulder and whispered, "How about we forget about it? I'll protect it from now on and make sure it won't be bullied."
Chen An tilted his head and nudged Fu Gui a few times, saying, "No one can protect anyone forever. In times of crisis, the only reliable person is yourself."
Fu Gui wasn't unaware of this principle, but the sight of Tank rolling on the ground with its eyes bloodshot and its body soaked in blood seeping from the inside out was simply too cruel.
If it weren't clearly stated that the goal was to make the tanks stronger, anyone looking at this scene would think the tanks were being tortured.
It took almost an hour for the tank to stop moving.
It wasn't that the pain had disappeared, but rather that it had become numb. The tornado was still wreaking havoc inside its body, but it had exhausted all its strength and could only lie on the ground, panting heavily.
In a daze, it saw Chen An walking towards it. A pill slid down its throat and into its stomach, and within seconds, the pain in its body disappeared.
When it opened its eyes wide, Chen An knelt in front of it, holding the tornado that had just wantonly destroyed its body.
"pain."
With a bang, the giant flying fish crocodile transformed into a burly man two meters tall.
The burly man lay on the ground, his bronze-colored body fully exposed.
Chen An clenched his fists, carefully put away the tornado, and without even returning to the tank, turned to admire the distant scenery.
Tank crawled forward half a meter weakly, reaching out to grab Chen An, but Chen An dodged it.
Kind-hearted Fugui couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he took out a robe from his storage bag and draped it over the tank's back, thinking to himself, "He can even transform into human form, so why is he still so clumsy?"
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