Chapter 3 Emperor's Classic

Although Duan Fan didn't know what had just happened, he also knew that it was the black stone on his chest that saved him. While being grateful for the black stone, I was a little curious about it.

However, this is not the time to study the black stone. Xiang Tianlei is not dead yet. Duan Fan must deal with Xiang Tianlei.

Duan Fan slowly walked to Xiang Tianlei and looked at Xiang Tianlei in a condescending posture. At this moment, Duan Fan had a feeling of raising his eyebrows and exhaling.

"Don't kill me. As long as you don't kill me, I promise I will give you countless benefits, including the elixir for cultivation."

Xiang Tianlei was scared and inexplicably seriously injured, which already scared Xiang Tianlei. Now he can't even move his fingers, like a lamb to be slaughtered, and the butcher is still the person he just wanted to kill. How can Xiang Tianlei not be afraid?

"You can do it if you don't kill it." Duan Fan looked at Xiang Tianlei with a smile.

Xiang Tianlei was overjoyed. He thought that Duan Fan was really willing to let him go, and his heart was fierce. When the injury was healed, he must kill Duan Fan to relieve his hatred.

However, on the surface, Tianlei still looks happy. I have spiritual money that I can give it to you.

Duan Fan didn't say anything, and he couldn't see anything strange on his face.

Spirit money is a coin used by ordinary people. It is a semi-life ore in the spiritual vein. It contains a trace of aura, but it cannot be absorbed by warriors. It is a pity to give it away. Therefore, warriors use these ores to create coins for ordinary people and some low-level warriors.

Yu's servants like Duan Fan can receive 1,000 to 10,000 spiritual money every year. Yu Zhidie deducted Duan Fan's three-year wages, which is a large amount.

Of course, after discovering the wonderful use of black stones, Duan Fan will not limit his eyes to spiritual money.

When Xiang Tianlei saw that Duan Fan didn't say anything, he thought that Duan Fan was not satisfied with the price he offered, so he said, "Duan Fan, I have three bottles of chalcedony spirits. As long as you are willing to let me go, you can take those three bottles of chalcedony spirits."

After a pause, he seemed to remember something again, and continued, "Yes, Mao Dong still has 10,000 spiritual money in his wallet. You can take it as long as you let me go."

"Three bottles of chalcedony spiritual liquid!"

Duan Fan was told by Tianlei that he was moved by three bottles of chalcedony spiritual liquid! Even if Duan Fan can't buy the spiritual money he has saved for ten years, how can Duan Fan not be moved by the three bottles of chalcedony spiritual liquid in front of him?

But soon Duan Fan thought of a problem and stared at Xiang Tianlei coldly. How did this chalcedony spiritual liquid come from? Was it stolen from Yu Zhidie?

"One of them was stolen from the young lady, and two of them are mine."

In order to survive, Xiang Tianlei couldn't control anything at this time. As soon as Duan Fan asked, he said it.

"No wonder Yu Zhidie was angry with me today. It turned out that you were behind the back and implicated Xiangxiang."

Duan Fan was angry and stole Yu Zhidie's chalcedony spirit liquid from Tianlei, which had nothing to do with Duan Fan, but it involved Xiangxiang, which made Duan Fan unbearable.

Xiangxiang is Duan Fan's only relative in this world. Duan Fan has the responsibility and obligation to protect Xiangxiang, love Xiangxiang, and absolutely not allow anyone to hurt Xiangxiang.

So, those who hurt Xiangxiang can only die!

Just when Xiang Tianlei thought that Duan Fan was moved by the conditions he had opened, Duan Fan slowly raised the branch in his hand, and the sharpest end of the branch was right at Xiang Tianlei's throat.

Xiang Tianlei was suddenly scared out of his mind, and his forehead was cold and sweaty. Duan Fan, what are you doing? Don't kill me. I still have a lot of treasures. I can give them to you."

"No, you don't have to live in this world anymore." Duan Fan was not moved at all, and the branch in his hand still slowly stabbed to Tianlei's throat.

"You can't kill me. You will regret killing me. I am..."

Before Xiang Tianlei finished his words, the branch in Duan Fan's hand suddenly inserted into his throat.

The blood sprayed out of Tianlei's throat and instantly stained the ground red. In addition to panic, Xiang Tianlei's face was resentment. After a convulsion, his body died of breath.

"Wow."

Seeing that Xiang Tianlei was dead, Duan Fan was also relieved. If Xiang Tianlei doesn't die, only Duan Fan will die, so in order to survive, Duan Fan killed people!

"You can only be blamed for your bad luck. You bumped into me. You wanted to kill me, but you were injured by my black stone. Even if it's not for these, I won't let you go if you stole Yu Zhidie's things and let Xiangxiang take the blame. Duan Fan was a little distracted when he looked at Xiang Tianlei's body.

However, Duan Fan knew that it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time. He quickly groped for Tianlei's body, found three jade bottles, and then took off the bag containing spiritual money on Mao Dong's body. He didn't dispose of the body, so he couldn't wait to leave.

Duan Fan knew that the bag of spiritual money was a stolen property that could not be seen in light, so Duan Fan found a place to hide it on the road.

Returning to his cabin, Duan Fan immediately took out the jade bottle containing the chalcedony spirit liquid.

"Killing and escaling goods is really a good way to make a fortune!" Duan Fan took three jade bottles and sighed repeatedly in his heart.

However, Duan Fan also knows that such a thing is not a long-term solution. There are often no wet shoes when walking by the river. Sooner or later, they will be killed.

So unless he had to, Duan Fan would never do the job of killing and selling goods.

Duan Fan opened a jade bottle, and suddenly a fragrance came to his nose. It was refreshing. Duan Fan knew that there must be something good in the jade bottle.

Duan Fan doesn't know how the chalcedony spiritual liquid is effective for martial arts. He has never seen it before, so he is still very curious.

As we all know, Duan Fan is an abandoned person who can't cultivate the truth. Every time Duan Fan cultivates, the true element will disappear in his body, which makes Duan Fan very strange.

Seeing the chalcedony spiritual liquid in his hand, Duan Fan wanted to try to achieve the true element by taking the chalcedony spiritual liquid.

Holding the heart of trying, Duan Fan wanted to take a sip of chalcedony spiritual liquid to practice and try it, but just when Duan Fan first had a move, the mutated and protruded.

At this time, the black stone in Duan Fan's arms flashed and emitted a light yellow light. The light shone on the jade bottle in Duan Fan's hand. Duan Fan saw the chalcedony spirit liquid in the jade bottle in his hand entering the black stone along the light yellow light.

Duan Fan was immediately shocked. He didn't know what had happened. Before Duan Fan had any action, the other two jade bottles in his hand exploded, and the chalcedony spirit liquid in the jade bottle entered the black stone at the same time.

"This...what the hell is going on? How can this happen?" Duan Fan didn't understand what was going on at all.

However, before Duan Fan figured out what was going on, the black stone suddenly burst into a golden glow and wrapped Duan Fan in it in an instant.

There is an incorificable majesty in this golden light, which makes people unconsciously have a sense of worship.

This golden light, like a silkworm cocoon, wraps Duan Fan tightly.

And Duan Fan in this golden light has long been in a coma. In a coma, Duan Fan felt as if he had a dream.

Duan Fan dreamed that he practiced in a pool composed of chalcedony spirits, and he could cultivate Zhenyuan. At that moment, Duan Fan only felt extremely comfortable, and there was endless strength in his body.

One night passed, the sky had just broken, and the golden light wrapped around Duan Fan disappeared, and the black stone in Duan Fan's arms was still as usual, lying quietly in Duan Fan's arms, inconspicuous at all.

"Well, why did I fall asleep? Aren't I practicing?"

Duan Fan suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was still sleeping on that dilapidated wooden bed, which made Duan Fan very puzzled.

But soon, an unprecedented surprise made Duan Fan put aside what happened last night.

"I have become a warrior, and how can I feel that my body is more than ten times stronger than before."

Yes, Duan Fan found that there was a trace of Zhenyuan in his Dantian, and his cultivation reached the first level of the martial arts realm.

The most basic feature of becoming a warrior is that there is a trace of true element in Dantian.

In the past, Duan Fan could not store Zhenyuan in Dantian Qihai anyway, which was a scar that Duan Fan could not erase.

Now Duan Fan has become a real martial artist, which also means that Duan Fan can practice, means that he has the opportunity to become a strong man, and that he has the hope of challenging Yu Zhidie.

Although Duan Fan Danzhong Zhenyuan is only as thin as his hair, Duan Fan is already extremely happy.

"Hey, hurry up and tell Xiangxiang this good news and make Xiangxiang happy."

Just as Duan Fan was about to get up, a message suddenly came into Duan Fan's mind, which made Duan Fan dizzy.

"Emperor Sutra!"

After a while, Duan Fan came to his senses. Yes, what appeared in Duan Fan's mind was the Emperor's Sutra, a set of practice techniques.

Duan Fan has only heard of Changchun Gong, Ice and Fire Jue and other practices, but he has never heard of such skills as the Emperor's Sutra.

However, Duan Fan knew that the imperial scripture that appeared in his mind must be unusual, otherwise he would not appear in Duan Fan's mind in this form.

Duan Fan carefully thought about the imperial scriptures and only felt that it was profound and mysterious, and he would definitely not be able to figure it out thoroughly in a short time.

Looking at the black stone in his arms, although it was still exactly the same as before, Duan Fan knew that this black stone was a treasure.

Duan Fan knew the truth that wealth and silk touched people's hearts. Although Duan Fan still didn't know what kind of treasure the black stone in his arms, Duan Fan decided to hide it carefully and not see the light in front of outsiders.

At this time, the sky is already bright, and it is time for the disciples and servants of the Yu family to get up and practice. Duan Fan did not continue to study black stones, but stood up directly and went to the martial arts field.

And as soon as Duan Fan stood up, he found that his whole body was extremely refreshing and full of explosive power.

"Kkaka." Duan Fan clenched his fist and found that his strength was many times stronger than before. I don't know if I am Tianlei's opponent now? I don't think it's much worse!"

Duan Fan thought like this in his heart, and then punched his cabin.

"Boom, jingle!"

After a sound, Duan Fan's originally dilapidated cabin completely collapsed, and the boards and thatched grass scattered all over the ground.

Duan Fan was also caught off guard and dusted. His head was covered with thatched grass, which was extremely embarrassing.

"Bah, ah, it's really unlucky. I knocked down this broken house with one punch." Duan Fan had no choice but to clean up the thatch and dust on his body.

However, Duan Fan was very happy.

One punch! Just one punch! It collapsed a wooden house, which is a force that Duan Fan has never had before!

At this time, some early servants around saw Duan Fan's embarrassed appearance, and their faces were full of ridicule and contempt.

After that, he walked away like a god of avoiding plague, one by one, for fear that something unlucky would happen with Duan Fan.

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