Chapter 107 The Huge Marlboro Pavilion
This anecdote that happened in the immortal world was naturally done by Yang Fan.
is not to eliminate evil and promote good, nor is it to hate evil as hatred. It is purely easy to do, at least he said to himself.
After Yang Fan put down the children, he went outside the cave where the night breeze was blowing. Seeing that the array had been rearranged, he just smiled gently and threw a fire bomb to give him a message.
Not long after, Yang Fan stepped into it.
"It seems that you have been damaged a lot. More than ten days have passed, and you still look like this." Yang Fan sighed softly.
Yefeng smiled bitterly when he heard the words and said, "There is such a disaster, and the Taoist heart needs to be cultivated in the future." He shook his head and sighed, and then asked, "Brother Fan, is this trip going well?"
Yang Fan smiled and said, "There is a lot of harvest, leaving no tail left." He threw a storage bag to Yefeng, which contained three bottles of Huanglong Dan and three bottles of Zengyuan Dan. He smiled and said, "This is what Hehuanzong owes you. I'll ask you for it back. I'm satisfied."
The night wind opened it quickly, and its pale face turned red in an instant. He said excitedly, "Satisfied, I'm so satisfied! I'd like to let that bitch make up for it again!"
So many elixirs are enough to make up for his lost cultivation. According to the spiritual roots of the night wind, these elixirs are enough to break through to the peak of the early foundation within ten years, or even a higher layer.
Yang Fan laughed and scolded, "Come on, I'm afraid your life won't be saved if you do it again." He retort in a low voice: "It's a little surprising that I found that they were actually a subordinate called the Holy Church and did not meet their leader. The strangest thing is that their origin is unknown. I feel that the other party is as powerful as the four major sects. And this Hehuan sect is just like a division altar.
"What! There is such a thing!" Ye Feng was very shocked. There was another huge force hidden in Tianyuan Continent. The four major sects did not hear any news in advance, which had to be very surprising.
Yang Fan cautiously said, "So, I want you to keep your mouth shut and think that we have lived here in the future, otherwise there may be a disaster of death."
After Yefeng woke up, he nodded and said, "Brother Fan, I know the importance and won't joke about my life."
"It's so good." Yang Fan ordered, "You can recover from your wounds at ease. I will dug another cave to protect your law. The thousand ghosts in your hand are still waiting for you to refine.
After the night wind got a lot of elixir, he was in a good mood and said, "Brother Fan, don't worry, I can recover as before in two months at most. Why don't you quench the material with real fire first, just like last time, which will save time and trouble.
Yang Fan nodded, walked outside the cave, chiseled out a simple cave with a green sword, threw the green ball out and stepped in.
Two months passed in a hurry, and Yang Fan refined the silkworm ice silk and the thousand-year-old thunderwood heart with chaotic fire. However, the strange flag face could not be refined, which surprised him and had no choice but to wait for the night wind to come out of the customs before talking in detail.
The four peaks in the green ball also began to change and quietly combine.
Yang Fan went up the mountain to explore. There are many kinds of elixirs in Dawangfeng, Jiguanfeng and Qingxiufeng, and there are hundreds of elixirs that refine Huanglongdan and Zengyuandan, which can be regarded as a great harvest.
One day, Yang Fan was meditating cross-legged on Dawang Peak, and the demon spirit was also sacrificing thousands of ghost flags. The aura on the peak is very strong, and even the cultivation has been accelerated a lot.
Suddenly, there is a mana fluctuation outside Xumi space.
Yang Fan quietly opened his eyes, dodged out, and came to the outer space to check.
"Brother Fan, wait a minute." The night breeze smiled and looked at him with a spring breeze.
Yang Fan looked him up and down and nod, "It seems that he has recovered well during this period. Although he is not as good as before, he has also recovered nearly 70%."
"Isn't this thanks to the elixir you gave, and the materials are ready?" Ye Yue asked excitedly.
Yang Fan handed him the thousand-year-old thunderwood heart, silkworm ice silk, and strange silk, and asked, "The flag surface can't be quenched, which has an impact on the refiner?"
Ye Feng just stretched out his hand to take it. Hearing the words, he was stunned and said suspiciously, "Can't the face be quenched? So how to draw into the array? Are you sure it can't be refined?
"It's a big deal, how can I make a mistake."
"That's not easy to do." Ye Feng frowned and said, "It seems that we have to find another flag. If it can't be carved into the array, it can't form the original array, that is to say, this thing is a strange treasure and has other uses.
After meditating for a moment, he asked, "What should we do now?"
Yang Fan has already figured out a countermeasure. If it really doesn't work, he can only go to the market of the Ghost Sect to try his luck first. If he really can't find the ghost animal skin, he can only catch it elsewhere.
"Let's go to the city!"
The city of the ghost religion is in the Night Wolf Mountain. Although Yang Fan has never been here, he has heard of it.
The scale of Fang City is not as large as Muyang City, but much larger than Qinggu Zhufang City.
Only a small number of people here are scattered practitioners and decent people from famous families, and most of them are ghosts and some evil sects. Dragons and snakes are mixed, and there are all kinds of people with various colors. For example, the rare evil cultivation can also be met, which makes the night wind be surprised.
Yang Fan came to the territory of the Yin Ghost Sect, naturally changed into the clothes of the Yin Ghost Sect, put on a gold belt, and swaggered through the market with extraordinary temperament. As long as the disciples of the church bow to see all of them, they will be respectful.
It's not that he wants to show his identity, but that he can save a lot of unnecessary trouble. For example, the shops in the city will more or less give a little thin face. Even those guys with high eyes do not dare to offend easily. Don't you know that the law enforcement of the Ghost Religion is strict?
"Oh, there is also a Marlboro Pavilion here?" Yang Fan was slightly surprised that there was a Wanbao Pavilion in Muyang City and Yanchen Gufang City, but he didn't know that there was also a ghost school square city.
"Brother Fan, don't you know the name of Marlboro Pavilion?" Ye Feng asked in surprise.
"I know it's one thing, but I don't know that there is also a subcolon here. It seems that the strength of this Wanbao Pavilion is not small. There are three shops in the four major sects."
Ye Feng explained when he heard the words: "There are more than three places, there are more than a dozen sub-scores, large and small, distributed in various cities in Tianyuan mainland. Their strength is very strong, but the origin is unknown, and no one knows who is standing behind them. But it is rumored that it was done by the elder Jindan of Huangfeng Valley, and no one knows the real situation.
"So that's it. Let's go in and have a look." After saying that, he took the lead in entering it.
The difference between the Wanbao Pavilion and the smoke and dust valley here is no different. The layout and decoration and the clothes worn by the maidservants are exactly the same, which makes people feel unreal.
As soon as he entered the door, a middle-aged man came forward and bowed and said, "The two predecessors came here. It really made the shop shine. Sun Jinqian is the general manager of Wanbao Pavilion."
Yang Fan first looked at it and saw that he was a perfect cultivation during the gas refining period, so he said bluntly, "The two of us came to your store to buy some materials. I don't know if there is a good refinery?"
Sun Jinqian smiled and said, "There are a lot of refinery materials in Wanbao Pavilion. How about the two predecessors go to the back hall with the villain?"
Yang Fan and Ye Feng did not say anything, but raised his hand to lead the way.
After the three sat down again, Yang Fan raised his eyes and asked, "Mr. Sun, your Wanbao Pavilion is very strange. It seems that the layout of each shop is the same, and even this back hall is not bad at all, which is incredible."
Sun Jinqian quickly explained, "I don't know anything. This is the request of the cabinet owner, saying that this can make guests not feel strange to our store, and there will be a sense of familiarity wherever they go."
Ye Feng smiled and praised: "It seems that your cabinet master is very researched in business. Can you lead such a huge foundation?"
"Thank you for your praise, the villain thanked the two seniors on behalf of the cabinet." Sun Jinqian said respectfully.
Yang Fan didn't want to be too polite. He went straight to the topic and asked, "General Manager Sun, I don't know if there is a ghost beast skin in your store?"
"The ghost animal skin?" Sun Jinqian was stunned when he heard the words and said, "Do you want to refine thousands of ghost flags?"
Yang Fan is a little unhappy. This Sun Jinqian is far from Tiecheng. He casually inquires about other people's affairs, but it is a taboo of the store. He was a little unhappy and drank spiritual tea silently and leisurely.
Sun Jinqian also knew that he had made a big taboo when he saw the situation. He smiled and said, "Don't be surprised, the villain is just curious. Just because a few years ago, a foundation-building senior came to our store to order this thing, but five years have passed, but no one has been seen. There is a rule in the shop, that is, customized things. After five years, no one comes to pick up and deliver the spiritual stone, and the store can dispose of it by itself.
Yang Fan was overjoyed and asked, "So, do you have the goods in your hand?"
Sun Jinqian replied, "Yes, there is indeed a ghost animal skin in the store. Not only that, it is also a ghost beast skin at the peak of the foundation period."
"Good! I really found the right way to come to Wanbao Pavilion this time. Yang Fan was secretly relieved. He thought it was a chance, but how could he think that things went so smoothly?
Sun Jin asked someone to withdraw the money and asked, "I don't know what else the two seniors want?"
Yang Fan didn't need it when he heard the words. Zengyuan Danfang has been in his hands, and there is no shortage of spiritual weapons and skills. After careful thinking about it, it's better to prepare more elixirs.
"I don't know if there is a elixirs used in the foundation period?"
Sun Jinqian shook his head and smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, there are a lot of people here. If there is an elixir, it will be sold out in less than three days, and there is no stock."
Yang Fan glanced at the other party and knew that what he said was not true. I'm afraid it was secretly hidden and sold.
At the same time, I also felt strange in my heart. This guy was a little mysterious, very different from the Iron City. He sighed that the owner of Wanbao Pavilion was too good at choosing people.
He didn't pay much attention to him. He paid the spirit stone, took the goods and left, and turned away with the night wind.
Shortly after they left, a maid walked into the back hall of Wanbao Pavilion and said respectfully, "The origin of these two has been verified by their subordinates. One of them is Qin Bo, the deputy head of the alchemy hall of Wang Feng, and the other is Ye Feng, the deputy head of the Qinglongfeng Refinery Hall of the Royal Beast Sect."
Sun Jinqian changed his smiling face at this time and said with a gloomy face, "Is there any reply from the elder?"
"I didn't reply to the general manager."
Sun Jinqian snorted coldly and scolded, "These elders of foreign teachers are all arrogant and forget the sacred mission of the Holy Church. It's really not to be punished!"
The maid trembled when she heard the words, and she couldn't see her face, looking frightened.
"Ok, you go down first. If there is anything on the elder's side, please come back and forth as soon as possible." Sun Jinqian waved his hand and retreated to the maid. He slowly closed his eyes and muttered, "Yang Fan, where are you? How dare you steal the soul of the Holy Lord? What a lifeless thing."