The prologue of the 378 war

Rat Laibao has been relatively miserable during this period. It's not that he has been unhappy, but his cultivation has not grown for a long time. Wang Fan sells medicine by bartering. Although most of the time, he occasionally makes a lot of money. Not to mention anything else, he has gained a lot of strange spiritual grass, several of which are quite rare. In the past, after he swallowed it, he might be able to break through after sleeping, but now even if Wang Fan carefully refines it, he will not move after eating it.

However, it is also because of this that he has become more and more aware of the importance of the foundation and mood. Recently, he has asked Wang Fan for advice several times. This was simply unimaginable before, but it is difficult to change his nature. It is still a little unreliable for him to speak. For example, he said that he had never been kidnapped.

"Hey hey, little sample, didn't my brother tie you up back then? He was still here bragging with me." Wang Fan smiled secretly at the bottom of his heart, but his face was serious: "It doesn't matter. At worst, we kidnap one or two, pull down the Taiyimen station, and then secretly let them go. It is said that Taiyimen did it. What do you think? In this way, there is no need to pretend. It's the same as the real thing. It's just a little more dangerous.

"Haha, I like this. I haven't done anything about killing people for a long time. How much money can we earn by selling that fake medicine honestly? Why don't we go to the sea and have a look? I've seen them once they have gained a lot, don't you think?"

"This---" Wang Fan touched his chin and was a little moved.

His purpose of selling drugs is not to make money, but to inquire about the news. Now he has a general idea about the Central Island, which can be regarded as the initial purpose. As for taking the opportunity to get a lot of spiritual grass he needs, which he did not expect in advance, and it is also an unexpected pleasure.

"No hurry. When trading today, I found a few bead grass, which is the last herb for you to refine the metamorphic elixir. Three days later, we got it and closed the door. Then, as you said, go to the sea to have a look, hunt one or two sea demons to make a small fortune, and go to Central Island. I heard that there is a large auction, what There is no shortage of cherished items. I want to get some five elements of materials and start refining the five elements ring.

"Xiao Fanzi, in fact, I'm embarrassed to say something. Since you're here today, I'll be happy to talk to you." The mouse put away his smile and said seriously, "I think the five-element rings you mentioned are very unreliable. Although the five elements are born together, they are also restrained. How can you easily integrate them into one? At least with your current cultivation, I think you might as well give up refining the five-element rings first, but first refine a single genus. Sexual rings, such as wooden rings, and then perfect little by little.

Wang Fan has always known that the five-e elements ring is not easy to refine, but under the refreshing response of the "old man with chair legs", he has an illusion that although it is difficult, it can be refined successfully. Now that I think about it, the old man seems to just say that the idea is feasible, and he has never said that it can be successfully refined at present.

"I'm carried away." He suddenly woke up and said, "the old man with the chair legs" was fine. How could he stubbornly refine the five elements ring without a combination treasure? In case of failure, won't he lose all his income over the years? How can he practice and advance in the future? Bixuan elixir will not be refined?

"That's reasonable. It seems that I'm stubborn." He said, "What you said is reasonable. I can refine the rings of a single attribute, refine five, and put them together. Isn't it also the rings of the five elements, haha."

When Rat Laibao listened to his jokes, he couldn't help laughing.

Three days passed quickly. There were more and more monitors outside the store, and even a few beautiful figures suddenly appeared. Looking at the clothes, he turned out to be a disciple of Wanfangmen. After knowing it, Mouse Laibao almost couldn't help but wanted to inquire about the news of Cang Furong, but was stopped by Wang Fan.

Even the people of Wanfangmen came, and other major forces must have gathered, but what surprised him was that he was a foundation-building peak monk, so he said a few words to Confucian Kong Ning. Is it really so important?!

Sure enough, as soon as he opened the door of the store, he knew that he was absolutely not so important. All the sects gathered on Jinsha Island to discuss big things. As for himself, he was just a little shrimp.

"The siren took action and intercepted our monks in groups. I heard that several teams were completely destroyed, and their heads hung on the trunk of the tree on Yinsha Island."

"Yes, Hou San of Zhang Fan's team is my old acquaintance. Yesterday, I saw someone take back his head. Zhang Fan seems to be on the verge of death."

"What is Zhang Fan? The strength of their team is not good. Even if they don't meet the sea monsters of the brigade, they will be seriously injured. Does Qin Qiu know him? His team is called strong, but yesterday there was news that it was also attacked. It seems that no one escaped, and all of them were headed by the slain."

Wang Fan was a little stunned. Zhang Fan and Qin Qiu were both his old acquaintances, but they didn't expect to be completely defeated.

"Mom, the sea monster must be furious. At this juncture, whoever goes to sea is looking for death. Maybe even Jinsha Island is not a place to stay for a long time. Thanks to my thinking about today's fragrant pearl grass, otherwise it may be out of protection now."

Zhang Fan and Qin Qiu's strength is not weak. They are late foundation-building monks, and more importantly, they all get up from the bottom. They are extremely rich in killing experience, and there are countless ghost ideas. In addition, their team members are all good outlaws. When this group of people unite, their combat effectiveness is absolutely strong. Beyond imagination.

"I and the mouse, even if we add "egg fried rice", I don't think we can escape any of their small group of sieges. It seems that this sea is out of great."

He thought silently and secretly figured out where to get some money if he didn't go to sea.

At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded.

"Master Shubo, help!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a strong man who was described as extremely miserable. He staggered over. As soon as he saw Wang Fan, he immediately landed on his knees and cried loudly: "Master Zhang is going to die. Please ask Master Shubo to save him." With that, he took out a bunch of messy things from his arms, including secrets, sword scores, spiritual stones, and even a bone with blood: "I'll give you everything. If it's not enough, I'll give you my life. Boss Zhang died to save me, woo."

Wang Fan was stunned on the spot. Didn't he say that Zhang Fan was dead? Why did he still save his life?

He was stunned, but the strong man thought he didn't want to. He cried louder. He kowtowed to the ground, and his forehead was bleeding a few times.

"Taoist friends, please get up quickly." He saw that everyone around him showed a sad look and said that the matter was a little noisy. He quickly pulled up the strong man and asked, "You said it for a long time, but I didn't hear it clearly. Is Zhang Fan dead? Where am I going to save him?