The sudden change took Xianhu a little unexpectedly, and he saw the vines bulging, as if they were about to explode.
He stared at Jiang Fan with wide eyes, somewhat unbelievable: "What...what is going on? How can you control that life force?"
Jiang Fan said: "If you don't let go, you will explode and die."
Of course, Xianhu was also aware of his situation, so he did not persist. He quickly dispersed his spiritual power and injected the life force back into Jiang Fan's body. He retreated through the entire dissipation technique and looked at Jiang Fan in surprise.
After a while, he finally said: "I... am not your opponent."
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Haha, there are two inheritances here. One is yours. I don't care whose the other one is."
After speaking, he turned around and cupped his fists towards the old man and said, "Thank you, senior, for your explanation."
"You kid really amazes me. You can control the strange fire so skillfully. I can't imagine what kind of inheritance you have received. Since this is the case, I will give you something else to satisfy you.
Give me a piece of spiritual jade."
Jiang Fan looked at the other person in confusion, but still found a piece and handed it over with both hands.
Soon, the jade flew back to Jiang Fan's hand. The old man continued: "Give this piece of spiritual jade to those seven little guys. You must also take good care of them. They are not just elixirs. If you use them carefully, they may be able to cure the disease."
Bringing you more."
Jiang Fan nodded, thanked him, turned around and left, ignoring everyone. Now he had gotten everything he wanted.
He walked into the crowd, picked up Sima Wushuang and Jincheng one by one, then strode into the cave and left quickly.
Sima Wushuang felt unbearable pain all over his body. It was the first time he knew that Jiang Fan had such a powerful attack. He finally understood why Jincheng was so excited when he felt the attack.
He struggled a bit, but to no avail. Although he was weak, he still gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Jiang Fan, let me go."
Jiang Fan kicked him on the head, knocking him unconscious, and then said quietly: "I will throw you out if I say I will, so that no one can make me, Jiang Fan, easy to bully."
After passing through the entrance formation, Jiang Fan came to the exit of the stone wall, and then threw Jincheng and Sima Wushuang out one by one.
Many people were far away from the outside world at this time. After Jincheng and others entered, they had been waiting here for a long time.
Suddenly I saw two figures being thrown out like dead dogs, and they were stunned when they fell to the ground.
The three monks in the distance stood up slowly, wanting to see what was going on here.
Someone seemed to recognize the identity here and exclaimed: "Then... those are Young Master Jin and Sima Wushuang. Why were they beaten so badly?"
"You're not mistaken, are you? Is there an ambush there?"
The man said angrily: "Others can see it wrong, but who can see it wrong, Young Master Jin? Is there anyone shorter than him?"
The crowd burst into laughter.
The person next to the monk quickly pulled his clothes and whispered: "Are you an idiot? Don't you know that trouble comes from your mouth?"
The man was a little embarrassed and quickly retreated into the crowd.
At this time, Jiang Fan walked out of the stone wall, dusting himself off as he walked. Seeing so many people outside, he was stunned for a moment. Then he saw the Sanjie monk under the tree in the distance, and then waved to him.
, then pointed in a direction and flew away in the air.
Monk Sanjie also walked in the air, flying in the direction pointed by Jiang Fan.
Leaving behind the confused monks.
After a while, someone slowly spoke: "What...what's going on? Where are the people? Why are these two people left? How come Jiang Fan is fine?"
When two good monks saw Jiang Fan leaving, they quickly stepped forward to find the elixir and gave it to them. This was a good opportunity to meet a big shot, so there was no harm in seizing it.
"Young Master Jin, please cheer up."
At this time, the two of them were kicked away. Just as they were about to get angry, they found Jiang Fan standing behind them, scaring them into a cold sweat.
He bent down and took down Sima Wushuang's treasure bag, and then looked a little depressed. The treasure bag was restricted by the strong man, and he couldn't open it at all. Finally, he threw it back to Sima Wushuang, turned around and flew away again.
This time no one dared to go over. About half an hour later, someone walked out of the stone wall again. Each one was more embarrassed than the other. They were very weak, but they all had the same characteristics, and there were burns all over their bodies.
Among the monks who came out of the secret place, only Jiang Fan was completely unharmed, and they were almost sure of what that meant.
"Is it possible that so many experts besieged Jiang Fan and still lost? How is it possible?"
"Has the man with the gourd on his back come out? He is the monk who fought against Monk Sanjie. His fighting power is unparalleled. Even with him, he is no match for Jiang Fan?"
Xianhu was the last one to leave the secret realm. Although his condition was better than the others, the sleeves with his arms burned off proved that he was indeed attacked as well. Jiang Fan really seriously injured many people in such a siege and left easily.
They sat cross-legged under the stone wall, with lingering fears, but they all knew that if they had jointly resisted immediately after Jincheng's warning, the results might have been very different. Unfortunately, there was no regret medicine, so they suffered the loss.
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Xianhu received the inheritance of spiritual power. He left first without waiting for others.
The two shadow guards used their own spiritual power to help Jincheng heal his injuries, allowing him to return to his strongest state as quickly as possible.
After Sima Wushuang woke up, he dragged his tired body and left quickly, not wanting to stay here and embarrass himself.
Each monk has a different personality, and their methods of coping are also very different. However, Jiang Fan's name is undoubtedly deeply imprinted in their hearts this time, and they dare not look down upon him again.
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On the other side, Jiang Fan and Monk Sanjie had found a piece of grass that was almost flat and sat cross-legged, feasting on meat and drinking wine.
Monk Sanjie smiled and said: "I know those people can't do anything to you. The gourd's strength is very good. My physical body can't break his physical method. If I hadn't obtained the magic weapon of my life at Baizhan Peak,
The last time probably didn't end in a draw. He was very strong, but he was still no match for you."
Jiang Fan said: "He was just restrained by my Kung Fu and could not fully use it. As for those people who joined forces, they didn't take me seriously at all. Of course I don't mind teaching them a lesson. I have got what I want.
Played with them."
"I think the dwarf was seriously injured, and the monk named Sima Wushuang, you were merciless at all."
Jiang Fan shrugged: "Wanbaoshan has already blocked me. I don't mind offending Jincheng any more. As for Sima Wushuang, he and I can only become enemies."
Monk Sanjie smiled and said: "You can only become an enemy? Since you said that, that's great. Next time I see him, can I deal with him well?"
"Whatever, I support you."
The two drank happily. Jiang Fan certainly knew why Monk Sanjie appeared there. He must have wanted to support him. There are as many friends as he wants.
After three rounds of drinking, Monk Sanjie staggered away holding the wine jar and a piece of meat, saying he was going to find his own inheritance.
Jiang Fan stayed where he was, placed the jade on the ground, and instantly disappeared into the cave heaven spiritual treasure.
When he entered it, what he saw was seven little guys of different ages lying on the earth of all things, surrounding the Babel Grass. When they saw Jiang Fan appeared, they all turned their eyes to look here, with expressions in their eyes.
Still a little wary, obviously very afraid of Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan, with a smile on his face, took out the Spiritual Jade.
When the seven little guys saw this piece of spirit-enchanting jade, their eyes widened and they got up and ran towards this side.
"It's the master's breath, the master's breath."
Jiang Fan continued: "I leave this spiritual jade to you."
They quickly took the spirit jade away, and each one stretched out a little finger to put it on it. They closed their eyes as if they were feeling something, but their faces were not very pretty, and they all shed tears and started sobbing.
Jiang Fan didn't say anything and stood there quietly. What was recorded on this spiritual jade must be the last words of the old pharmacist. These little guys are equivalent to his creations. He regarded him as his father. Of course, he was all worried about this news.
unhappy.
About ten minutes later, these little guys stood in a row in front of Jiang Fan.
Then he crawled on the ground, his body emitted light, and then turned into seven elixirs, and sounds appeared at the same time.
"Meet the master!"
Jiang Fan was overjoyed that this old man was so reliable that he actually entrusted these little guys to him. Without this magical jade, it would have taken him a long time to tame these transformation elixirs.
"Get up quickly. I promise that the old man will take good care of you. Just live here with peace of mind. I will find as much of this earth as possible so that you can all have your own territory."
Those elixirs gradually transformed and returned to their original appearance. They nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, Master."
After saying that, they quickly returned to the Babel Grass and rested quietly.
At this time, Jiang Fan showed a smile on his face and asked, "What can you do?"
The little guy said directly: "Master, you can call me Xiaoyi. We are naturally good at setting up medicinal arrays. Because of our spiritual power, we don't need spiritual stones, and the quality is far superior to spiritual stones. The seven of us work together, even if the master
It’s not easy to break free either.”
Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that he would be despised by a bunch of elixirs.
"Little guy, your tone is a bit arrogant. Just you guys are my opponents? Are you kidding me?"
"Of course it's not a joke, we are a living formation."
After saying that, the auras of the seven little guys united together and complemented each other, obviously trying to prove something to Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan felt the changes between them and gradually discovered something strange. Then his eyes jumped and he was a little surprised.
"The position of the formation eye is changing? Connected by the breath, the formation can keep moving, and it can escape from the ground and break through the air! It is indeed a living formation. If it is as strong as you said, then I really underestimate you.
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Xiao Yi continued: "Master, we are elixirs and cannot lie. If the master hadn't caught Xiao Qi with his restrained aura that day, even if we couldn't trap the master to death, we would have been able to escape easily. It's all Xiao Qi's fault.
Qi was playful, and when he saw the Linglong Valley opened, he ran around and was caught by his master."