Chapter five hundred and ninety third final preparation
Ten days later, the blood pool dried up and Qin Fan came out of seclusion.
"I didn't expect that this pool of Chi You's essence and blood would be so beneficial, and my Great Witch's essence and blood would actually be upgraded to the top grade."
"In terms of Qi refining, although I am still a virtual elixir practitioner, in terms of bloodline and physical body, my strength can reach the late stage of the Golden elixir. Coupled with the Bahuang, even if I face a strong man at the peak of the Golden elixir, I still have the strength to retreat unscathed.
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Qin Fan sat cross-legged in the pool of dried blood, with a look of horror on his face.
"Congratulations, Master Qin." At this time, a muffled laughter came from beside him.
Qin Fan looked towards the shore. He saw that Meng Yu was wearing a cool black suspender skirt, with a pair of round and slender long legs that were flawless in white. She was pretty and delicious, and her whole body exuded the aura of a beauty.
At this moment, the woman had her hands on her graceful willow waist, and her beautiful eyes with a seductive smile were looking at him with interest.
Qin Fan asked calmly: "I have been in seclusion these days, is there anything unexpected?"
Meng Zhen smiled sweetly and said: "With Master Qin here, who would come to Wushan Cave to find trouble?"
"I didn't listen to my sister, but I heard some rumors. After the leader of the Witch God Sect learned that Saint Orchid was kidnapped, he was very angry. The entire Witch God Sect was trembling."
"The Witch God Sect has also taken action, and all four of its guardian sages have been transferred back to the main altar."
"The strength of these four people is extremely terrifying. They have reached the late stage of Jindan. It is estimated that they will make big moves next."
Qin Fan nodded: "One more thing. I entered Jiuli and conquered the Holy Girl of the Witch God Sect. Has the news spread to the outside world?"
Meng Yu confidently smiled and said: "Don't worry, little brother, my sister has taken care of everything for you. The Witch God Sect doesn't even know the name of your Witch Clan God of War, or how old you are."
"Let alone know that you are Master Qin."
Qin Fan nodded. During these retreats, he was also thinking about something.
For example, once the Fenghuang Mountain Ceremony is held, will anyone touch his family to threaten him?
The probability of this happening is very high, and although it is despicable, the effect is immediate.
"Next, I have something to do, and I need the help of powerful people with the strength of the Wu Clan's golden elixir or above. You are waiting for my news. Once you get my order, immediately bring the elders of the Wu Clan to find me."
Meng Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and she said with a faint smile: "Let me guess, sister, could it be the Zen Ceremony?"
Qin Fan's face froze: "How do you know?"
Meng Zhen smiled charmingly: "Don't talk about sister, the entire cultivation world probably knows about this. I don't know who brought this to the Huashan Sword Forum. The more it spreads, the more true it is. Now everyone is here
Guess what day the Phoenix Mountain will hold the Zen Ceremony."
"If nothing else, some people can't wait for the Zen Ceremony and are adding fuel to the fire behind the scenes, hoping that the Phoenix Mountain Ceremony will be held as soon as possible."
Qin Fan frowned slightly and agreed with Meng Yu's statement.
He planned to start the Zen Ceremony immediately after his trip to Jiuli to cut through the mess quickly.
Unexpectedly, others were prepared before him.
Meng Jing said: "Since ancient times, the Zen Ceremony has been a major event in the world. Buddhism and Taoism will definitely participate in the competition, and the Witch God Sect may want to make trouble. It can be said to be a chaotic dance of demons. Little brother, tell me how confident you are that it will be held smoothly.
The Zen Ceremony?"
"Because my sister feels that relying solely on the power of the witch clan is definitely not enough."
Qin Fan said calmly: "Don't ask."
Meng Yu bit her cherry lips lightly, with a look of resentment on her face: "My sister is all on her own, little brother, are you still guarding your sister?"
"By the way, have you chosen the location for the Zen Ceremony? My sister can help you with information and other tasks."
Qin Fan said: "The location of the Zen Ceremony is at Wushen Mountain."
Qin Fan had considered conferring Zen status on Mount Tai, but he rejected it not long ago.
Wushen Mountain is a better choice.
When Meng Yu heard this, her tall and slender legs softened and she fell directly to the ground: "Witch God Cult? Little brother, your brain is not broken, right?"
"Do you know where Wushen Mountain is? That is the home base of Wushen Cult."
Qin Fan said: "Wouldn't it be a good idea to take this opportunity to destroy the Witch God Sect instantly?"
Meng Yu's voice trembled slightly: "You little lunatic!"
"I'm leaving first, wait for news from me." Qin Fan stood up and prepared to leave.
Meng Yu sighed softly: "Sister, I still advise you to be cautious. Wushen Mountain canonize Zen. If it fails, the price will be too severe. Phoenix Mountain may not be able to bear it."
"By the way, Wulong and Wushanhuai have been waiting for you and hope to treat you to a banquet. It's getting dark anyway, so it's not too late to go back after attending the Wushan clan's barbecue festival."
"Also, there are many elders of the Wu clan who you haven't met yet."
Qin Fan thought for a while, then nodded: "Then let's stay one more night."
Of course, all the Wushan clan members, as well as the powerful ancient tribesmen of the Wu clan who couldn't stay, all gathered together and held a grand bonfire party and barbecue festival.
Qin Fan received warm hospitality.
Qin Fan was not stingy either and gave many inheritances of the witch clan.
Although the various tribes of the ancient witch clan come from ancient times, their witch clan heritage has withered away. This is because they have strong bloodlines but do not have matching combat power.
By the time Qin Fan left the Wushan tribe, it was already past three o'clock in the morning. He himself was already drunk. When a gust of evening wind blew, the drunkenness was getting worse and he could no longer walk.
The magical wine brewed by the ancient recipes of the Wu tribe made Qin Fan drunk for the first time after returning to the human world.
However, Qin Fan still left the Wushan tribe, and more than an hour later, he took Youlan and Heilong back to Fenghuang Mountain's foothold in Jingcheng.
Qin Fan swept over with his spiritual consciousness and found that all the girls were concentrating on practicing, but there were some exceptions.
Liu Mengyao was sitting in the pavilion by the pond, chatting away the fish food and feeding the goldfish in the pond, looking absent-minded and distracted.
She was wearing a rabbit-head pajamas, and her long and sexy legs were stretched out on the table, listlessly. There were several fat and big mosquitoes surrounding her long legs, and she couldn't seem to see them.
Qin Fan floated over and sat on the rocking chair next to Liu Mengyao. He lay down and didn't want to open his eyes.
"Scumbag? You are finally back, hahaha,"
When Liu Mengyao saw Qin Fan, she was overjoyed. She immediately rushed over and hugged Qin Fan so excitedly that she almost couldn't rock the rocking chair back.
Qin Fan was dizzy: "Why don't you go to practice and stay here alone in a daze?"
"I'm thinking of you, is that okay?" Liu Mengyao said aggrievedly.
Qin Fan said: "Who bullied you?"
Liu Mengyao lay on Qin Fan's chest and said in a faint voice: "No, who dares to bully me, Fairy Yao?"
"We had a meeting in the evening, and when we mentioned the Zen Ceremony, Sister Qinglan said that this battle is a matter of life and death, and someone in Phoenix Mountain may die."
Qin Fan pushed Liu Mengyao's shoulder away, but the woman was very tight and did not push: "So everyone went to practice, but you didn't go?"
Liu Mengyao looked aggrieved: "Sister Qinglan gave me a very heavy task."
Qin Fan asked: "What mission?"
Liu Mengyao bit her lips lightly, her breathing suddenly quickened: "Can you not say it?"