132 strange jade pieces

The outside world is surging, and there may be a big explosion at any time, but Wang Fan hides in the deep mountains and forests, trying to cultivate and increase his strength.

"What a "dead wood in spring" that brought my arm back to life in only a few dozen days. Haha, with it, I'm not afraid of how much injury it is." He shook his hand happily and felt extremely comfortable. Then he couldn't help sighing: It's really hard to live without arms!

"Through several wars, there has also been a breakthrough in cultivation. It will only take time to practice the eighth level of Qi." He smiled comfortably and was deeply satisfied with the current speed of practice.

Although he is a waste spiritual root mixed with five elements, he has had endless adventures since practice.

First of all, I got the secret skill of "King Kong Refining Body" from a little man Cui Ren. It doesn't seem to care whether the practitioners have spiritual roots at all. As long as they train hard, they can promote the absorption and growth of wood aura.

Then he miraculously broke into the secret hole of the tarantula's nest and confusedly absorbed a huge amount of water and fire. In retrospect, he felt that it was not real, like a dream, but the spiritual power really existed, which made him doubt it.

Then he was sent to the mining area punitively and secretly learned the spiritual power invocation method in the refinery, so that he could also use the spiritual power invocation method to increase his cultivation with difficulty when he could not practice "King Kong Refining Body Decision".

Later, his character exploded, and inexplicably, he got a magic mirror, which could let him enter the "Taoist heart" realm that the monk dreamed of, and let his cultivation reach thousands of miles a day.

"I have been injured, and my cultivation has also been refined a lot. It seems that it's time to deal with my 'personal belongings'." Thinking of this, he curled the corners of his mouth and smiled proudly.

The so-called "personal belongings" are just the benefits of his killing and getting more goods.

First of all, the messy things he got with Yuan Hong are all low-level cultivation items. At present, except for a few that are barely suitable for him, the rest of the grades are too low, but it is not useless. His younger brother and sister have just studied and practiced for a few years, and there is no guidance. The cultivation will certainly not be too high, just right to use.

In addition, he also killed the upper man of the refiner alone and searched for the items that were estimated to be useful. Naturally, the storage bag was also in his hand. When he divided the stolen goods with Yuan Hong, he closed his mouth and did not extract the death of the upper refiner, so he swallowed the storage bag.

There is also a storage bag, which Feiyu can't do. Even he didn't expect that after many years, he was lucky to have a storage bag for a foundation monk. The treasures obtained by the inner door 'black eating black' have been of great help to him until now, such as the best washing liquid, gathering elixir, dragon blade, and binding fairy rope. Which one is not his killer and has never saved his life?

"I like the foundation monk storage bag!"

He turned his hand over, took out the bag that he was very optimistic about, dripped the blood sacrifice, and fell to the ground: "There must be a lot of treasures."

He thought proudly, the corners of his mouth cracked, and he almost looked up and smiled.

"Eh?!" As soon as the laughter came out of his throat, he quickly suffoed back: "Isn't there too little stuff?"

In addition to the spiritual sword that can't be used repeatedly, there are a few spiritual stones, a few rib-like bones, and a book that exudes inspiration. Moreover, the spiritual sword is also a magic weapon. After death, a big crack is also cracked, as if it can be scattered with a touch.

"This foundation monk is too miserable." He snorted dissatisfiedly.

He doesn't know that he can't even want his life in order to build a foundation in the middle stage. He can't bear to give up money, so it's a good harvest to have a few spiritual stones and a few monster bones.

"The books that emit light should be good." He knew that the better the skill, the better the book paper was recorded. To a certain extent, he even used jade as the page: "Qianying Sword, this is not bad."

This sword formula can't be used several times, and its power can't be underestimated. Unfortunately, Wang Fan has never liked to use swords. After thinking about it, he threw it aside and wanted to have time to see it again.

I wanted to make a fortune, but I didn't get anything. Wang Fan was a little excited. He lazily picked up the storage bag of the man on the refinery and fell to the ground.

A dazzling light came, and he couldn't help closing his eyes.

"A lot of babies." This is what he thought when he closed his eyes.

Then he opened his eyes, opened his mouth, and looked at the mountain-like concentrate, spiritual stones, ropes, spiritual swords, short axes, swords and so on in front of him.

"This, the refiner is too rich!" Just now, he scolded Fang Fang for being poor, but now he feels that the refiner is too rich: "How many refiners have been greedy? What a damn guy. It's not wrong to kill him!"

Wang Fan scolded and blossomed happily.

"There are so many magic weapons, but it's a pity that they are all low-grade spiritual weapons, otherwise it will be enough for me to choose."

"Huh? This whip is good. It's still a medium-grade spiritual weapon. It's more suitable for me, so I'll use it first.

He was in high spirits. He played with every blade magic weapon in his hand. Everything that he felt suitable for his own use was put aside. Even if the grade was not enough, he didn't care about it. He had figured out that there were so many concentrates. As long as he felt that the blade magic weapon was suitable, he would refine one.

After the magic weapon blade was cleaned up, he installed the concentrate again, and found that at the bottom, there was a crystal clear small stove, the size of a palm, flashing, as if there was a flame in it. When he touched it with his hand, it was hot.

"The furnace tripod, good thing, I just want one!"

He has long wanted to learn refinery, but he has not been idle. Having his own refinery furnace is something he has longed for for a long time, and this time his dream finally came true.

He was happy when he suddenly found that there was a jade piece at the bottom.

"What is this? Jade slice, why haven't I seen it?"

Although he has been in the world of cultivation for less than ten years, he has experienced a lot of things and has a wide range of knowledge, but he has never seen anything like jade.

"Is it a great secret?" It suddenly occurred to him that the better the skill, the better the paper used for recording. It is said that the best skill is to record it with jade: "This is going to make a fortune!"

He trembled with joy and hurriedly picked up half a jade piece the size of his palm and put it in the palm of his hand. He was really afraid of falling in his hand and melted in his mouth.

"What are the shocking secrets recorded in it? Maybe after I practice, my cultivation can soar all the way to the foundation-building period, and then I will make a fortune. At that time, I won't kill the four sides when I go out, haha!"

He grinned to his ears and danced happily.

After a long time of excitement, he calmed down and forced out a drop of blood dripping on the jade.

In fact, he doesn't know how to read jade slices, but magic weapons are sacrificed like this, and it's the same.

But after waiting for a long time, there was still no movement of the jade piece. He tried to feel it and had nothing to do with it.

"What's going on?" He grabbed the jade piece and looked left and right. He didn't know why.

"Really sad" After a long time, there was still no movement. He patted his head helplessly, but suddenly felt a message: "Huh? Can it be read by sticking it on the forehead?

He was overjoyed and quickly put the jade tablet on his forehead.