45 own treasures

More than 20 people were killed and injured, but the sect only dealt with a few executors. Wang Fan was not satisfied, but he had no choice. At this time, Caidie came to bet with him, saying that this matter was not only endless, but also related to him, which made him quite unhappy, and naturally he would not mess with her.

On the way back from the tarantula desert, he thought that everything is fake now. Only his strength is true, and he has offended many people. Not to mention Baishan and Zhao Yi, it must be an endless situation. Bai Hongtu and Lin Qinglang are not good at stubble. Although they disdain to deal with him now, they just think of him. It is a dragonfly that will not pose a threat to them all his life. It can be imagined that with the improvement of cultivation, the conflict with them will be inevitable.

"The combination of "King Kong Refining Body" and "Dead Wood in Spring". Although it can quickly increase my aura, the speed is still too slow." Wang Fan clenched his fist tightly and frowned.

He originally thought that the absorption of ice grass and the rapid increase of water and fire aura would break the balance of aura in his body and stimulate the absorption of the other three auras as usual.

But the actual situation is that the spiritual power of water and fire is silent, and only a small part can be used. In the end, he has to rely on "King Kong Refining Body" to stimulate wood aura, and then he can stimulate other aura.

"No, you must find a way to speed up your practice." He had a deep sense of crisis: "The spiritual liquid, only the spiritual liquid can be used."

After completing the sect task, he got a bottle of spiritual liquid. After using it, he felt good. Although it was not as magical as Bai Hongtu boasted, it did have a big effect, especially the feeling that the aura penetrated into the body along the pores. It seemed that the dry earth ushered in the rain, which was an unspeakable enjoyment.

But the common washing liquid for the inner disciples is a rare precious liquid in the outer door. Wang Fan has no way to use it more. At this time, he thought of the gathering elixir.

When he went to the inner door to watch the martial arts competition, he accidentally "eat black" and made a small fortune. Among them, the gathering elixir and the dissipation elixir are rare good things. The former can take the impact to practice bottleneck, and the latter can be used for plotting and murder.

"Since the washing liquid is made from the waste of the Juling elixir, the effect of the Juling elixir should be stronger." Wang Fan thought to himself, "If I swallow the spiritual elixir now, I will definitely be blown up by the aura inside. Why don't you dilute it into water, drink it, or take a bath? The effect will never be worse than the washing liquid."

Juling elixir is a red-eyed elixir for monks in the foundation-building period, but Wang Fan intends to dilute the shower. If others know about this, he will definitely pinch his neck and scold him as a loser.

He realized that this method was feasible, so he was ready to implement it, but suddenly remembered the gray bag obtained by "black eating black": "Storage bag, I don't know what's in it, I might as well take advantage of it when no one is looking at it now."

He didn't know this kind of fairy treasure before, but according to Caidie, there is one foundation monk, and even in the richer Feiyumen, the disciples in the practice period have such a small bag.

"The storage bag doesn't look big, but it can hold hundreds of tarantulas. I don't know how many things I can hold in this bag."

His heart was hot, he cut his fingers, and dripped a drop of blood on the storage bag. Suddenly, he felt that there was a mysterious connection with the bag. As soon as his mind moved, he saw the scene in the bag: a space of three square meters, there were various items in a mess, among which there were many bottles and cans.

Wang Fan was overjoyed and fell to the ground with a "bang" and checked carefully.

The first thing you see is the bright round crystals. If you look closely, you will find that their colors are different, including white, blue, blue, red and yellow, which correspond to five kinds of aura.

"Spirit Stone?!" He narrowed his eyes and quickly picked it up and put it in the palm of his hand.

The spiritual stone is not only the currency of the cultivation world, but also a must-have for monks to quickly restore spiritual power. It is divided into four levels: upper, middle, lower and best. It's pitiful to say that Wang Fan has been introducted for more than a year, and his cultivation is only a layer of practice. He can't even be regarded as a real monk, and he only listens to his name for the spiritual stone.

This time, when I saw more than a dozen pieces, I couldn't help trembling with excitement. After watching for a long time, I put it away happily.

Then he picked up a brightly colored spiritual sword and pulled out its sheath with a "during". The body of the sword was thin and emitting cold light. At first glance, it was not ordinary, more than a hundred times better than the protective spiritual sword sent to them by the sect.

"Although it is a sharp weapon, it is not something I can show off. It's better to hide it." A man is innocent and guilty. Before his strength is not strong to a certain extent, revealing his wealth is causing trouble for himself.

Then he picked up a few books. Although they were still paper, they were hundreds of times better than the paper of the outer door collection. At this time, he was no longer a newcomer. The more precious the secret book, the better the paper he used. Even to a certain extent, he did not use paper, but jade.

"The elixir treasure book, the secret skill of refining, and the spirit control skill are all not available in the library."

Lingxiaoge pays great attention to their cultivation and doesn't want them to know more about the world of cultivation, so the outer library is full of the lowest-level books, and some are even bought from the secular world.

So far, he can say that he has searched all the books in the outer gate, but only knows that Daqin is adjacent to Yan and Zhao, and even the detailed map is only Daqin, not to mention the cultivation of the whole continent.

"This is definitely done by the sect on purpose." He talked to Xiao Mei about this matter, and the two rarely reached an agreement.

"With these books, you can broaden your horizon. What is Ling Xiaoge covering up for?" The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Ling Xiaoge had a plan to recruit them.

"Hmm, rope?" Wang Fan picked up the book and found a dull rope under it: "What can make the foundation monk collect must be extraordinary, and the rope is not like a spiritual sword. It is very dazzling. It can be held in its arms and tied to its waist, and it also has an unexpected effect when used."

He thought and immediately forced out a drop of blood on the rope.

When they went down the mountain to hunt tarantulas, they were taught that if they want to use objects such as spiritual weapons as arms, they must dissolve their own blood in them and warm them in Dantian. However, using Dantian warm spiritual weapons can cultivate at least six layers of qi, so what he can do at present is the first step.

This rope is really not simple. At the moment when the blood drips, the rope suddenly emits golden light, and some information about it suddenly appeared in Wang Fan's mind: "Ruyi binds the immortals, the devil is bound, the idea locks the enemy, and there is no escape."

"It's really a good baby." Wang Fan was overjoyed. He has no spiritual power now. Although he can use daggers and spiritual swords, he can't hurt the enemy in the air. "If you had found this treasure, you don't have to follow the tarantula to eat fart dust." He remembered the embarrassment when chasing the tarantula. He couldn't help laughing and was even more proud.

In addition to Ruyi's binding of fairy ropes, Wang Fan also found more than a dozen charms, including low-level charms and intermediate charms. He carefully classified them and hid them close to him. When his combat strength was low, these were life-saving things, especially those intermediate charms, which were generally bought by monks during the practice period. I can't afford it.

"Look at these furs later. Let's study these bottles and cans first!"