Chapter 119 Discussion

There are more than 120 monks in the whole mountain pass. In less than a meal, they were slaughtered by Yang Fan, the god of murder, and there was not even a dead body left. The harvest was not shallow. In this pass, Yang Fan found a medicine farm and a medicine peak, including eight spiritual fruit trees, which made him very happy.

This time, he did not move the mountain, but raised all the elixir and the spiritual fruit tree around it and planted it on the peak of medicine. The spiritual fruit trees found in Ghost King Peak are planted in this way, and all of them survive, but it depends on how their growth is different from the soil. Be careful and you will be fine.

A large number of elixirs and elixirs made Yang Fan feel that the robbery was still fast, faster than anything else, killing and set fire to the golden belt, which is true.

After finding nothing of value, Yang Fan left the mountain and went far away to the deep mountains of Yue.

Find the side of an uninhabited mountain stream, put down the nebula array, and threw the green ball and dodged in.

As soon as I entered, I met Xiaobai who came to greet me.

Today, Xiaobai only has a little white fluff on the back and back of his hand, and the black bun on his head has been tied up. At first glance, she looks like a five-year-old girl. She is very beautiful and cute.

"Senior, senior..." Xiaobai jumped as he ran and shouted. When he got close, he bowed down and said, "Senior, I have planted all the fruit trees and elixirs. Do you have any other orders?"

Yang Fan put things on the side of the ocean peak and asked Xiaobai to help plant spiritual trees and elixirs. She played wildly in the mountains all day long and was more familiar with the surrounding landform than Yang Fan. This little thing was not worth mentioning to her.

"Good job." Yang Fan praised.

Xiaobai smiled and said, "If there is nothing to do, I will go back to the cave." After saying that, he wanted to turn around and leave.

"Wait, I have something for you." Yang Fan shouted at her.

Xiao Bai felt a little confused and didn't know what he had given to him, so he looked at it.

Yang Fan took out a large number of storage bags robbed. At present, there are a large number of storage bags on his body. Many things are placed in the bamboo house, and he can't hold so many things on his body. He selected two good magic weapons and handed them to Xiaobai, "At the beginning, your cultivation was not deep, and I didn't give you magic weapons. Now you have been promoted to the fifth floor of gas refining. You can also use these things. After taking them, you can sacrifice them by yourself.

The little white body trembled slightly, and two cute little hands rubbed against the clothes before carefully taking it.

"This is the light and shadow sword of the top flying magic weapon, and the other is the best magic weapon to break the evil cone. You first practice these two magic weapons. Later, I will figure out the clues. You can come to Dawang Peak and take some elixirs and spiritual stones for cultivation." Because there were too many things, Yang Fan didn't have time to talk to her more. He directly sacrificed the purple golden green leaves and flew to the top of the Great Peak.

Xiaobai's face was full of teeth and kept closing his mouth. He jumped happily with two magic weapons and shouted incessantly, "I also have magic weapons, and I also have magic weapons!"

Back to my bamboo house, I felt peace in my heart. Seeing that the night wind had finished meditating and adjusting, I smiled and said, "How, do you feel better?"

Just as the night wind was about to open his mouth, he coughed gently. His face was as pale as paper, and there was no blood on his lips.

"Brother Fan, thank you for saving my life again."

"We are friends in adversity. What do we do with these useless things? By the way, how did you get caught by the other party? Yang Fan asked curiously.

Ye Feng leaned on the window sill of the bamboo house and said with a wry smile, "Ten days ago, my uncle Jin Fengzi asked me to go to the country to deliver letters. When I saw that the cultivation had not been completed, I was upset and agreed to go out for a walk. How did you know that as soon as you arrived at the place, you met Ma Zitao and Sun Ningxiang? They attacked and defensed, and quickly captured me with that bird array. What a real disaster.

Yang Fan sighed slightly and said, "I'm not like this. The brother who was kind to me at the beginning didn't expect that he was also a member of the Laushizi Holy Church. However, to my surprise, their tentacles are almost all over the Tianyuan continent. Not only the Yingui Sect and the Royal Beast Sect have their eyes, but also the strong men in the Jindan period are their people. Mo Tianbo, the ancestor of the ghost in the ghost religion, is one of them. Now, it really makes me chilling to hear that your uncle Jin Fengzi is also their person.

The night wind was surprised and said, "What! The ghost ancestor is also theirs! Cough...cough..."

Yang Fan played a stream of Zhenyuan to calm his qi and blood and advised: "Your injury has not healed, just take good care of your injury in my bamboo house. It is full of aura, beautiful scenery and very safe. It is a good place for cultivation.

It's okay not to say this. As soon as he said this, Ye Feng's eyes were about to widen, and he said excitedly, "Brother Fan, is this Cui Zhuju? Why has the territory become so big, and there are several more peaks?

He saw Cuizhu Valley once in the Valley of Dust and Smoke, and he had a deep memory of it. How could he not be very excited to hear about these things?

Yang Fan waved his hand and said, "It's a long story. You can rest here and talk about it when you get better."

The night wind had to suppress his curiosity, take another elixir, and prepare to meditate.

Yang Fan returned his spirit beast bag and storage bag to him before leaving, and left without looking back.

The bamboo house is not small, and there are as many as three houses. Generally, Yang Fan's cultivation is in a bamboo house with a forbidden array.

Return to the room and start to count the trophies this time.

First of all, check the things of those disciples in the gas refining period. There are more than 200 scattered magic weapons, and there are no less than 100 flying magic weapons. The elixirs and spiritual stones are even more abundant, which makes Yang Fan amazing. The harvest of the previous slaughter of Hehuan Sect has not been so rich. The value of those magic weapons and elixirs alone is much better than last time. Sort these things in turn and put them on the shelf in the corner.

If there is someone beside him, he will definitely find the strangest shelf in this house, because there are hundreds of storage bags on the wooden shelf, large and small in turn. These are all the trophies of Yang Fan's decades of immortal cultivation.

The next step is to check Ma Zitao's, Huang Longdan and Zengyuan Dan nearly 50 pieces, more than 50,000 spiritual stones, two spiritual weapons, a flying sword, and a few other things. Sun Ningxiang has a lot. Lingshi is comparable to Ma Zitao, but there are really a lot of elixirs and elixirs. As the master of a clan, she actually has dozens of foundation-building elixirs, as well as dozens of bottles of Zengyuan Dan and Ningyuan Dan, which surprised Yang Fan, who is eager to refine Ningyuan Dan in the future. Although there is no shortage of elixir in hand, even the elixir of the Jindan period, but at present, you only need to take the top-grade Huanglongdan and Zengyuan Dan. It is undoubtedly a great waste to take Ningyuan Dan used in the later stage of foundation construction.

"These guys are really not simple. Where on earth did they get so many elixir, and what are these saints doing?"

Yang Fan couldn't help thinking about it. After all kinds of signs in the past, this holy religion has strong strength and deep roots in the Tianyuan mainland, which is close to the four major sects. Moreover, they are in the dark. The four major sects are in the bright place, and many of the Jindan elders and foundation-building monks in each of the most critical sects are their disciples, so that they can see the extraordinaryness of this holy religion.

Suddenly, I felt that under the pressure of this religion, even the air became stagnant.

Yang Fan felt a little upset, so he pushed the door out and came to Dawang Peak.

Standing proudly at the top of the peaks, the mountains are small, and the pride in the chest rises, and the depression just now suddenly disappeared.

resolutely said, "What a son of shit, wait for me, Yang Fan, to enter the Golden Dan period, which is the time of your demise!"

PS: Sorry, this chapter is later.