Chapter Thirty-One [If you are a brother, don't see each other]
After Zhang Fan found Mr. Ding, he found Mr. Ding and Mr. Wei sitting together. Zhang Fan said hello to both of them at the same time. Now he also called them masters.
After calling him respectfully, he looked at Mr. Ding and gave him two pills.
Old Ding frowned slightly and said, "With your soul power, you can use the ordinary cauldron to refine the fourth-level high-level level, but you have only refine the intermediate level. It seems that you have to continue
Work hard!"
After hearing this, Zhang Fan nodded heavily and was told by Mr. Ding. He did not refute. Since Mr. Ding said that, then advanced pills can definitely be achieved, so he said directly: "Well, Mr. Ding, I will continue to work hard.
It will disappoint you!"
"This pill..." Zhang Fan handed the two porcelain bottles to Mr. Ding.
"You take this pill!" Old Ding waved his hand and immediately said, "I will prepare the medicinal materials for you when I look back. If I can't make a high-level one next time, I won't be able to find me!"
"Uh!" Zhang Fan was slightly stunned. The medicinal materials should be very precious, and they were not purchased by him. Mr. Ding directly made him embarrassed. However, after hearing Mr. Ding's words, he became firm and firm.
Nodded.
Then he looked at the two porcelain bottles in his hand again. Seeing that Mr. Ding didn't look like he was holding it away, his lips moved and finally said nothing. He put it in the ring and turned around and walked out.
After Zhang Fan walked out, Old Ding's face suddenly showed a smile and looked at Old Wei and said, "You're going to give me some excuses? He has refined a medium-sized spiritual weapon. Now he's refining it
The elixir also refined the fourth-grade intermediate level. Haha, genius, genius, fourth-grade alchemist for more than a month, fourth-grade weapon refiner? Is there any martial soul continent?"
After hearing this, Mr. Wei shook his head with a smile, and looked extremely excited.
"So young, is the soul power of the holy level, and the martial soul continent?" Old Ding said again.
After hearing this, Mr. Wei hesitated and shook his head gently.
Old Ding gave Old Wei a blank look and said, "Can't you say there is no one? Even if there are, there are only a few people in Miaomiao, and they are also people from some old forces!"
After hearing this, Mr. Wei nodded in agreement. At this time, Mr. Ding continued: "Feng Ling must be well trained. Under the training of that guy Qin, his soul power control is extremely strong. Maybe we are really wrong.
Soul refining is not a gathering place for low-level souls. If any person with a strong soul level is exposed to alchemy or weapon refining first, he will probably have a strong achievement. However, Feng Ling's soul level
I directly reached the holy level. I didn’t expect that this level could actually allow the alchemy and weapon refining to be carried out at the same time, without one of them being left behind!”
Mr. Wei took a deep breath, and he didn't expect it. After a long time, he said, "Talent, to put it bluntly, it's still a matter of talent. If Feng Ling worked hard enough in the future, his achievements would be absolutely limitless..."
In the following time, Zhang Fan came to the soul refining again. When his body was suspended, more than a dozen stone balls rotated in different directions of his body. At this time, he released his soul power and reached fifteen meters from the ground.
At the height of this highway, the place blocked by trees, basically the entire academy can be seen.
When the stone ball was rotating rapidly, he closed his eyes directly. He enjoyed the current situation very much, but then his heart moved and suddenly thought of something. His soul power instantly became restless. The stone balls began to change from his body.
Going farther away.
Because the distance is far, it is difficult to control, and at the same time, more than a dozen rotates in different directions, and some follow the trend and some reverse the time. The difficulty increases, keeps increasing, and increases exponentially. Who can try this?
When Mr. Qin walked out of the room, he naturally saw this situation and his expression was full of sighs. If he had done this when Zhang Fan was so young, he would have achieved at least much higher than his current self.
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The stone ball quickly reached more than ten meters from Zhang Fan's body. The speed of the stone ball may have slowed down, but the difficulty increased exponentially again, because there was a slight negligence now, the stone ball
They will all fall down.
However, at this time, Zhang Fan was extremely unstable, but as time went by, he became more stable little by little.
More than an hour passed, and Zhang Fan completely became stable at this time. At this time, Zhang Fan increased the output of his soul power and began to try to accelerate the stone ball.
In fact, Zhang Fan wanted to practice the Emperor Soul Art earlier. Although it was an auxiliary, his strength could definitely increase.
After all, there are so many soul martial arts, and he is confident that he will not lose at least in a mess when he goes to the arena in the future, and he may even win the game.
As for the Soul-Devouring Art, he really wanted to speed up the promotion and just find two monsters to swallow their souls. This is convenient, but the starting point has also become lower. If the starting point is low, the overall Soul-Devouring Art will probably be reduced, so
That thing needs an opportunity, a potential opportunity, or when he waits for his strength to become strong enough, maybe he can reach that level, right?
To be honest, he was also extremely anxious. After so long, he didn't know what Feng Batian was now.
Sighing, Feng Ling's expression showed a strange look.
At night, after Zhang Fan and Yueyi returned to the dormitory, they flipped their right hand and a porcelain bottle appeared in their hands and threw it directly to Yueyi and said, "The elixir I have refined is called the Sanzhuan Pill. Take it and see if you can
It cannot help you break through your current stage!"
Yueyi looked at the pill bottle in her hand, and her expression showed an indescribable strange color. She didn't expect Zhang Fan's alchemy technology to progress so quickly. Her lips moved and said, "Feng Ling, this is too expensive!"
"It's brother that I've been away for a long time!" Zhang Fan waved his hand with a smile and said, "You are now at the seventh level. If you take this pill, you may reach the eighth level, or even higher!"
Yueyi finally nodded slightly, silently holding it in the palm of her hand without saying anything.
Zhang Fan smiled. After so long, he had reached the fifth level of the general level at this time. Taking this pill may have reached the sixth level, but now he thought of Ouyang Xian'er, maybe she
Taking this pill can hit a higher level, right?
Thinking of Zhang Fan, he couldn't help but say hello to Yueyi and walked out.
Yueyi understood what Zhang Fan was going to do. She looked at his departure back with a slightly confused expression. Then she lowered her head and looked at the pill bottle in her hand again. She opened it gently, and a strange pill fragrance instantly filled her.
Immediately, my right hand flipped and an extremely delicate dagger appeared again.
The dagger was refined by Zhang Fan for him, and it was a very good weapon.
And the most important thing is that the shape of this dagger is extremely strange, and it looks even more perfect, but it looks like a perfect work of art.
Solemnly put away the two again, Yueyi walked towards the bathing room, restored her original appearance, looked at herself in the water, her delicate little face, her agile eyes, and her pink mouth, and combined it into a
Zhang Meilun had a beautiful appearance. At this moment, she had an indifferent expression, but suddenly had a curvace of her mouth. Although it was subtle, it really existed.
Because she was thinking at this moment, if Zhang Fan knew her true gender, how would he view herself? Will he still be as unscrupulous as before? I'm afraid it won't be?
Sighing inwardly, Yueyi gently took off her clothes. When a perfect body appeared, Yueyi also gently stepped into the water on the second floor. When she was clear, Yueyi remembered her.
Zhang Fan's words: He likes virtuous people, but if he is virtuous... When he thought of this, Yueyi's face suddenly became rosy. At this time, Yueyi's appearance can be described as suffocating beauty.
Zhang Fan came to Linlang Peak at this time. When he arrived at the top of the peak, he saw Ouyang Xian'er again. At this time, Zhang Fan was extremely suspicious. Does this girl wait here every day?
"Silly girl...!" Zhang Fan shook his head gently and walked up. Seeing that Ouyang Xian'er seemed to have not noticed him, he couldn't help but smile on his face, walked up and sat on the side of Ouyang Xian'er.
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At this time, Ouyang Xian'er obviously felt something. When she turned her head to look at Zhang Fan, her joy suddenly appeared: "Young Master, you are here!"
"Well, come and see you!" Zhang Fan smiled and said, "How is it now?"
"It's pretty good." Ouyang Xian'er's face appeared at this time, but then she blushed and continued, "I just miss the young master a little!"
Zhang Fan's face suddenly showed a soft smile, he stretched out his hand, gently pinched Ouyang Xian'er's little face and said, "Then haven't I come to see you? By the way, I'll give this to you!" Zhang
Fan flipped his right hand and the three-turn pill refined appeared in his hand. He then handed it to Ouyang Xianer and said, "This is my own refining, which can allow you to break through as soon as possible!"
"Young master, Xian'er's strength is higher than you now. This young master will eat it!" Ouyang Xian'er shook her head gently, but her eyes were filled with emotion.
After hearing this, Zhang Fan wanted to hold on, but Ouyang Xian'er was extremely firm. Zhang Fan had no choice but to put it away again and chat with Ouyang Xian'er.
That night, Zhang Fan still didn't leave and sat outside for a while, accompanied Ouyang Xian'er to the room. An hour later, he looked at Ouyang Xian'er and was sleeping soundly with his arms in his arms. His heart trembled slightly, and he raised his heart
He started to kiss her forehead lightly before closing his eyes.
The next day, Zhang Fan opened his eyes. The first thing he did was to look at him, but found that there was no Ouyang Xian'er beside him, and there was a stack of them covered him.
The quilt was filled with the familiar fragrance, and it was needless to say that he knew very well that this quilt should be often covered by Ouyang Xian'er.