Chapter 142 The Cultivation Tower Meets Su Yunlong
With the operation of the exercises, the injuries in Nangong Yu's body were recovering rapidly. The newly transplanted meridians and Yuandan in his body were adapting to a brand new environment, and Nangong Yu was able to stand up.
"Xiaoyu, I have a martial art for you. This is a martial art left by a senior. Do you want to learn it?" Su Fan asked suddenly.
"Brother Su, what kind of martial arts are you doing?" Nangong Yu was extremely happy at this moment.
Su Fan shot into Nangong Yu's mind, and information appeared in Nangong Yu's brain.
"The battle body with hundreds of refining forces is integrated into one body, constantly polishing the body, allowing the body to break through the shackles, reach a higher level, and make the body as hard as steel."
Nangong Yu closed his eyes and was digesting the technique given to him by Su Fan. This technique made Nangong Yu feel shocked.
"Brother Su, this is the inheritance left by which senior!" Nangong Yu asked.
"Her name is Zi Wan'er. This is just the technique she collected, not the technique she practices. You must practice well," Su Fan instructed.
"Brother Su, I will practice hard," Nangong Yu said solemnly.
"You are here to take care of Nangong Yu, I'll go out." Su Fan said to the two of them. The dragon-suppressing coffin was put away by him. The person disappeared here in an instant and quietly walked out of the Qingfeng Sect.
Su Fan found a place where there was no one and released Sun Chongming from the Dragon Coffin. The man disappeared here in an instant, with only constant roars around him.
The next day, Su Fan came to Nangong Yu again. After adapting, Nangong Yu was able to control the meridians, and the Yuan Dan also became Nangong Yu's Yuan Dan, which was still different from the previous Yuan Dan.
"Xiao Yu, how do you feel?" Su Fan asked.
"Brother Su, I'm much better," Nangong Yu said with a smile.
"Okay, you have to rest, but you have to pay attention. No matter who asks you, don't tell me about this mission, do you understand?" Su Fan instructed again that Su Fan left here to find Wang Wei, the King of Qingfeng Sect.
It should be very familiar!
"Brother, why are you here?" Wang Wei was surprised to see Su Fan and said with a look of surprise.
"Wang Wei, you should be very familiar with Qingfeng Sect! I need to find a place that can improve my cultivation, preferably a place with wind attributes. Is there such a place in Qingfeng Sect?" Su Fan asked.
"Brother, are you going to break through again?" Wang Wei asked incredible.
"No, the competition has not come yet. I want to practice and then come out to participate in the competition."
"Brother, you want to say that there is really a place where Qingfeng Sect practices. It is the place where Qingfeng Sect practices. Do you want to try it?" Wang Wei rubbed his hands and asked.
"Where did it?" Su Fan was a little curious.
"There is a layer of power with wind attributes inside the cultivation tower, which seems to be the eighth level! You can try it, but this cultivation tower requires consumption of contribution points to practice," Wang Wei continued.
"Contribution point! How much is it needed?" Su Fan asked casually.
"A thousand contribution points are given for a day, and many people who don't contribute or don't contribute enough can only miss the practice tower."
"Yeah! I can still accept it," Su Fan smiled slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Wang Wei, take me there!" Su Fan said to Wang Wei, he wanted to break through himself at this last time.
Under the leadership of Wang Wei, Su Fan came directly to this cultivation tower. The Qingfeng Sect’s cultivation tower has a total of eighteen levels, each layer has power of different attributes, and it depends on whether he can understand it.
The cultivation tower is a good place for the Qingfeng Sect to practice. It has a lot of attribute powers, and some monsters are also among them.
On the eighteenth floor of the cultivation tower, there are guardians guarding each floor. They only need to pay a contribution point to go to practice, which also made Su Fan interested.
"Wang Wei, do you want to join us? I'll invite you," Su Fan asked Wang Wei.
"Brother, you go by yourself! I have just broken through the sixth level of Yuandan. My foundation is not very stable yet, so I won't go in to practice." Wang Wei said generously. He originally thought that he should soon catch up with Su when he broke through to the sixth level of Yuandan.
Fan, but now Su Fan is about to break through the ninth level of Qi Condensation Realm. Although the two are not in the same realm, Su Fan's combat ability is too terrible, Wang Wei is envious of this.
When paying the contribution points, Su Fan gave a total of 9,000 contribution points, and the figure instantly entered the cultivation tower.
Su Fan looked at the strange space in front of him. There was an extremely terrifying aura released here, as if it was the power of flames. Su Fan recovered in an instant after a moment of dullness.
It turned out that this was a space formed by a flame, which should be the first layer to understand the attributes of fire! Su Fan sighed slightly and walked up again.
The second layer of water attribute, the third layer of wood attribute, and the wind attribute is until the eighth layer. Su Fan met someone here. Although he didn't know the other party, the other party's strong murderous intent made Su Fan extremely
accurate.
"Boy, I actually met you here. Today is your death," the boy said coldly.
"Who are you? I don't seem to offend you!" Su Fan asked coldly.
"Boy, you didn't offend me, but you dare to offend my brother. A humble waste dares to show off your power in the sect. Who gives you the courage?" said the young man disdainfully.
"Su Fan, you are just a waste. I have found out your details. The waste that came out of Qingfeng City and the garbage that came out of that kind of garbage place are no wonder that they are so arrogant."
"Look, a disciple from the Qi Condensation Realm has actually come to this eighth level. How could he have so many contribution points?" Many people were surprised.
"Su Yunlong, how did this guy provoke Su Yunlong?" The people around looked at Su Fan with curiosity.
"I'm dead, this kid is dead. Just now Su Yunlong said that he came from a small place and provoked Su Yunlong, it seems that he has no chance to survive."
"You have forgotten that this is a cultivation tower, fighting is prohibited!" said a young man.
"I can't watch the good show anymore, hurry up and practice!" The disciples around me are no longer surprised by this kind of thing. There are always one or two happening every day, and they are all used to it.
From the mouths of the people around Su Fan also knew who the young man in front of him was, Su Yunyang's brother Su Yunlong.
"Boy, I'll give you a chance. Get out and kneel down and apologize to my brother. I might be able to spare your life, otherwise I will destroy you and destroy your family. Do you believe it?" Su Yunlong looked arrogant and looked upright.
It seems like giving alms to Su Fan.
"Apologize, you're thinking too much!" Su Fan sneered.
"Well! You dare to disobey what I said," Su Yunlong became unhappy. A stream of Yuanli appeared in his hand, which was the ninth level of Yuandan. It seemed that Su Yunlong had reached the extreme of Yuandan. You can enter further.
It's the day after tomorrow.
"Do you want to fight?" Su Fan's voice became cold, and his power was also flowing in his hands.
presumptuous!
"The cultivation tower is not allowed to fight. Violators are driven out of the cultivation tower and will not enter again forever." A majestic voice sounded in the ears of everyone, and Su Fan and the others put away their strength one after another.
Su Fan could feel the power of the speaker, and he did not refute. He walked directly to an open space and sat cross-legged and started practicing, seizing every minute and every second of his practice.
"Barewell! You will be dead when you go out of this cultivation tower," Su Yunlong said viciously, with an extremely terrifying murderous intent bursting out in his eyes.
"Haha! I don't know who will die when I go out!" Su Fan smiled slightly, and a cruel smile appeared.
Su Fan entered into meditation, and a stream of strange wind-attributed forces were absorbed into Su Fan, forming a wind-attributed force in his body.
"It's true," Su Fan said happily, and his body constantly absorbed the power of the wind attribute.
Su Fan sat for eight days, and there were still two days before the competition. The light on Su Fan's body became brighter and brighter, and a vague power of wind attribute hovered in his body.
It was time. Su Fan calculated the time in his heart. The wind attribute power in his body was forming, and a force was crazily impacting Su Fan's remaining last meridian.