Chapter 1 Slap

Near dusk, the sun shines between the peaks of Wanhua Valley, which will make the mountains, rocks and seas of clouds like a fairyland more beautiful.

At the end of the mountain, there is a huge building. While the sun dissipates, darkness covers the top of the building, giving people the illusion that a ferocious beast is lurking here.

Around this building, many houses are scattered and well arranged. From time to time, there are birds and beasts singing together, which is even more refreshing.

"Wo, hoo, ..."

In the quiet medicine valley, at this time, the fire is bright and the fragrance of medicine is permeated. If someone approaches, you will find a teenager squatting in the center of the grass and trying to fan the wind, staring at the tripod in front of him nervously.

This is a gamble, not only about my life, but also about my own dignity that has been trampled on for many years.

Lin Fan thought about it, but the fan in his hand fanned harder.

"There is no star source power, the star map collapses, and there must be no further progress in this life. There is no hope for this son."

The judgment-like voice echoed in his ears. Lin Fan laughed at himself and shook his head fiercely. It was already such a time. Why was he still in the mood to think nonsense?

Under the sleepless supervision of Lin Fan day and night, this furnace's 'dilevel' divine transfer elixir has been divided into seven or eight colors. Now it is only short of ice spirit and blood, and it can be successfully refined.

Thinking of the expressions of those guys in Gunai who saw the expression of Shen Zhuan, Lin Fan couldn't help smiling happily.

Bingling blood is absolutely out of reach for others, but for myself, it just needs to pierce the fingers, and the so-called ice spirit blood is inexhaustible.

Under the burning of the fire, the tripod furnace has turned crimson. The purple medicine keeps coming out, emitting a pleasant fragrance. Lin Fan took a few mouthfuls greedily and felt that it was almost done. Then he picked up the lid of the tripod furnace, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and poured the blood inside.

The blood entered the furnace, and a pure vitality was emitted. Surrounded by the blazing fire, although Lin Fan could not see the situation in the tripod furnace, he could feel the shocking power of Shen Zhuan Dan.

It's worthy of being at the prefecture level!

Lin Fan only has this idea now.

The four products of elixir are unique in heaven and earth. Among them, the human elixir can be seen everywhere. The unique elixir is already a rare treasure, not to mention a higher-level prefecture-level elixir, and it is also a high-quality elixir in the prefecture-level elixir.

If it weren't for coincidence, Lin Fan didn't dare to try this kind of 'preacher-level' elixir that even his grandfather Li Miao's hand could not refine, but now the arrow has to be fired on the string. If he succeeds, he will win back his original dignity from now on. If he fails, he will only be scolded at best.

Thinking of what happened to him over the years, Lin Fan couldn't help gritting his teeth and roared in his heart, "Fight!"

Countless cherished medicinal herbs were thrown into the fire by Lin Fan, and then tightly clasped the tripod furnace. He felt that a force was about to explode in the tripod furnace slowly, and Lin Fan's face finally showed joy.

It's finally done!

"Kka"

Almost at the same time when Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief, the tripod furnace was finally overwhelmed. A trace of cracks quietly appeared, and the broken sound was particularly harsh, which made Lin Fan tighten his body again. He looked at the tripod furnace in disbelief and kept praying in his heart that nothing would go wrong.

But God seemed to have to be right with him. The more he prayed, the cracks on the tripod furnace became bigger and bigger, until the whole tripod furnace was covered with fine cracks. With a bang, the tripod furnace exploded.

The crazy vitality flew away, raging in this small medicine valley like a strong wind.

Lin Fan stood still stupidly, let the vitality storm scratch his body like a knife, and a wry smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and it was all over.

The storm subsided, and the medicine valley was in a mess. The original location of the tripod furnace had been blown into a deep pit of about half a meter. The cyan soil was burned into charcoal black, and the surrounding spiritual flowers and grass turned into flying ash and piled up in a mess.

"With my ability, refining prefecture-level elixir should be a fool's dream." Lin Fan laughed at himself, and the heat in his heart seemed to be poured through by a basin of cold water and turned cold.

Those messy residues seem to be laughing at Lin Fan's overesightness. He dares to try the prefecture-level god transfer elixir for less than three years, let alone let other pharmacists hear it. Even Lin Fan's grandfather Li Miaoshou will blame him for being young and frivolous and take the refining too simple.

The impact of the explosion has dissipated. Lin Fan sighed and walked to the pile of ashes. His ten-day painstaking efforts were was in the assipated. He said that there was no unwillingness, which was absolutely a lie.

"What is this?"

Lin Fan squatted next to the ashes in frustration, but inadvertently found a round object the size of a longan.

Although it was covered by a pile of black ash, Lin Fan still found it at a glance.

Carefully opened the fragments of the medicine ash and the tripod furnace. In the deep pit of half a meter, Lin Fan found a total of three of these round objects. The remaining warm touch made Lin Fan suspicious. After a moment, his depressed face was gradually replaced by joy. This is a divine elixir, and it can't be wrong!

Although Lin Fan has never seen it with his own eyes, he believes that his eyesight will never be wrong. This is the magic elixir, a real prefecture-level elixir!

"I succeeded, I really succeeded!"

Holding three dark 'divine transfer elixir', Lin Fan actually cried with joy and cried loudly in place.

Dad, mother. Have you seen it? I'm not a waste, your son is not a waste!

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It was another morning. The mist in the mountain had not dissipated, and there was a faint dampness in the air. The smell was fragrant, and the smell was relaxed and pleasant.

In a square, thousands of teenagers walk like a tiger, humming in their mouths, playing a set of physical fitness boxing.

These teenagers are the fourth generation of disciples of Wanhua Valley and the fresh blood of Wanhua Valley. It is with such a large population base that Wanhua Valley can occupy a piece of land on this powerful continent.

Lin Fan was mixed with a group of teenagers, playing this set of boxing with high spirit. Although the effect was very small, it could not affect Lin Fan's interest.

At this moment, Lin Fan has made arrangements for the three divine elixirs refined yesterday.

Three divine transfer elixirs, one for my grandfather, one for my aunt, and the last one is naturally left for me to take, wash my body, and get rid of the extremely cold body that has plagued me for many years.

"Okay, that's all for today. Let's rest in place."

The man in green robe standing at the end of the square nodded slightly and raised his voice.

Only then did a group of teenagers take back their posture, either rest in place, or walk together to exchange and practice.

Only Lin Fan was empty around him, which made him stand there alone and not dazzling.

However, he seemed to be used to all this for a long time. He took out dry food from his arms and sat in place to eat while recalling the practice points recently explained by his brother.

"Lin Fan, you haven't been here for ten days, but let me wait."

It's just that this peace didn't last long. A harsh voice broke Lin Fan's thinking, making him frown slightly and look at the person coming.

"Bai Qianchou, what do you want to do?"

"Oh, what are you doing? You are so out of the way." The comer is a teenager about the same age as Lin Fan. He is very handsome. His face is like white jade, and his skin can be broken. Along the way, his body seems to be light and weightless. Obviously, his cultivation has a ten-star map, which is the peak of the mortal fetus.

The teenager looked at Lin Fan with interest, and said, "I'm very sorry that I was the first disciple of the fourth generation of Wanhua Valley in the past, but now I feel very sorry for this appearance."

However, although he said so, his eyes were contemptuous. Lin Fan just glanced at him faintly, ate all the dry food in his hand, and got up and said, "If nothing happens, I will go back to Yaogu first."

"Is that all you have to do?" Bai Qianchou's face suddenly changed, as if he had been insulted. The white woman's skin flushed with envy, obviously extremely angry.

"Make way." Lin Fan ignored him and repeated consistently.

"Have you forgotten the fight between us? You made me lose face three years ago, and now I naturally won't make you feel better. Bai Qianchou stared at Lin Fan's face, almost word by word, gritted his teeth and said.

But Lin Fan didn't care about his mood at all. There was a sarcastic smile on the corners of his mouth. He looked straight into Bai Qianchou's eyes and asked, "I'm just a useless person now. Do you want to fight with me?"

"You..."

Bai Qianchou was choked and speechless, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Yes, Lin Fan is just a useless person now. He is no longer the first person of the fourth generation of disciples, let alone the lingering shadow that covers his head.

Now, you only need to move your fingers to kill this person who once made him lose face.

But Bai Qianchou didn't dare. Just looking directly into Lin Fan's eyes, he had a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart.

"I don't want to say it again. Let's get out of the way." Lin Fan's eyes were as indifferent as water, and the expression on his face was not like what a child should have.

Bai Qianchou was thrilled and subconsciously took a few steps back, but he soon thought of the cultivation gap between the two and couldn't help saying boldly, "Why are you talking to me like this!" Do you think you are still the same genius? Now you are just a waste who can't even condense a star map, and even your grandfather can't help you. Who else can you rely on? Your aunt? Or is it the traitor's parents who have been dead for more than ten years?"

Before Bai Qian's words were finished, a small palm stirred up his face, leaving a red palm print.

Lin Fan withdrew his hand indifferently, and his face was still expressionless. This crisp sound made the vast majority of the four generations of disciples present pay attention to them. Although this was not in line with Lin Fan's low-key nature over the years, he did not think it was a big deal to beat Bai Qianchou. Three years ago, he could Bai Qianchou beats like a dog. Now even if he becomes a useless person, he does not allow Bai Qianchou to insult his parents and only two relatives. Even if the owner of the valley comes, this slap will still fall.

However, Bai Qianchou did not react. After covering his cheeks for a while, he seemed to be roaring and pounced at Lin Fan by an enraged lion.

The spirit of Gengjin surrounds Bai Qianchou's fist. With the peak of his mortal fetus and the power of the ten-star map soul master, if he punches Lin Fan, I'm afraid that Lin Fan will be killed on the spot, and even if he doesn't die, he will be disabled.

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