Chapter 222: The Powerhouse of the Martial Palace
Tang Fan was a trustworthy man. The moment he transferred the huge sum of 22 billion to his account, he pulled Ning Baifan in to treat his injuries.
Half an hour later, he sat aside with a "tired" face, as if he had consumed a lot of energy.
He had already taken Ning Baifan's bones, leaving only internal injuries.
Tang Fan said depressedly: "If I had known that it was so hard, I would have beaten it lightly!"
Ning Baifan was so scared that he trembled and did not dare to speak.
"You take another pill to treat internal injuries and you will be cured!"
Tang Fan took out the pill and asked Ning Baifan to take it.
Ning Baifan asked carefully: "How much does this...this pill cost?"
Tang Fan glared at his eyes and said angrily: "Who do you think of me? I don't have any money for you!"
"Thank you, Mr. Tang..."
Ning Baifan was so grateful that he quickly took the pill.
Tang Fan said: "I hope you can understand the intention of letting you be the patriarch!"
"Mr. Tang, you are my benefactor, and I will never forget it!"
Tang Fan said with relief: "Call your father in, I'll treat his injuries."
"Thank you so much!"
Ning Baifan was overjoyed and got out of bed and bowed deeply.
After this incident, Ning Baifan became completely mature.
The moment Ning Baifan walked out of the door, a scream came from outside.
Tang Fan's magical medical skills surprised them, and Ning Guangyi's intestines were regretful.
When Tang Fan left, Ning Guangyi brought the entire clan to the door with respect.
He used his actions to express the Ning family's intention to surrender.
Xu Teng followed Tang Fan closely, and was shocked.
He had never expected that this matter would end in the end.
Compared with destroying the Ning family, it is obviously more in line with long-term interests to conquer them.
Dongfang Zhanlong was also deeply touched. He thought he had seen through Tang Fan.
But now I know that I still underestimate him.
After Tang Fan returned to the villa, he greeted everyone and went into seclusion to practice.
Although it is safe now, the Su family's affairs are far from over.
Perhaps it won't take long before the Su family will come to the door.
Although he killed the foundation-building monk last time, he had a life of death, which made him deeply realize the impact of the level gap between monks on combat power.
If he is also a foundation-building realm, then with the same level of cultivation, he can easily defeat the thug.
Tang Fan took out a piece of Zhenyuan Pill and took it. As soon as he entered his mouth, he felt the vigorous spiritual power spreading in his body.
In an instant, the Dantian was running and the cultivation began to improve.
The spiritual sea rolled, and the roar was everywhere, causing his body to tremble constantly.
The Hunyuan Qi Condensation Technique spontaneously started to compress and reduce the surging spiritual sea, forming a crystal-like spiritual platform.
“It’s not enough, keep going!”
Tang Fan took out another Zhenyuan Pill, and this was repeated to promote the formation of the spiritual platform.
It takes years of accumulation for ordinary monks to build foundations. Only when they store enough spiritual energy in their bodies can they dare to break through.
But Tang Fan has Zhenyuan Pill, and he only needs to rely on the power of the pill.
It’s just that he doesn’t have money to eat like him, which is not affordable.
Tang Fan took three Zhenyuan Pills in succession before the spiritual platform began to solidify.
But as soon as it solidifies, it begins to spread and wither, and its spiritual power is still insufficient.
"besides!"
Tang Fan gritted his teeth and took another Zhenyuan Pill. His eyes were red and he felt so distressed that he dripped blood. It was all money!
After he took the fifth Zhenyuan Pill, the spiritual platform in his dantian was condensed several times, and finally a roar turned into a rich and crystal spiritual platform.
This is the real foundation-building spiritual platform!
Tang Fan's body stopped trembling, and even his breathing became weak, and he seemed to have entered a deep sleep.
The Tailing Yiqi Sutra began to run in his body, which was a deep purification of the foundation-building spiritual platform.
All of this is formed in a natural state. If a monk who has not practiced the Tailing Yiqi Sutra, he can only sit quietly and wait for the stability of the spiritual platform and eliminate the steps of purification.
But Tang Fan is different. He has the inheritance of ancient martial arts, which will make his cultivation more diligent.
Tang Fan's body had earth-shaking changes, as if he had undergone transformation, and he felt a sense of illusion.
This is the immortal spirit of a monk, which can usually only appear on a monk who is kidnapped.
But under various opportunities, Tang Fan surpassed the ordinary monks, both in his body and in his spiritual platform.
Although he is only at the early stage of foundation building now, he is enough to compete with the mid-stage foundation building cultivator.
At this moment, Tang Fan could clearly feel his powerful strength. There was no true qi flowing in his dantian, but he felt that his true qi was stored everywhere.
"So this is the foundation-building monk!"
Tang Fan also had a spirit-narrow pill that could improve his foundation-building cultivation, so he was not in a hurry to surrender.
He took too much Zhenyuan Dan before. If he didn't leave time to settle down, even if he had too Lingyi Qi Sutra, his cultivation would be unstable.
This is him. If he had been someone else, he would have been killed by taking five Zhenyuan Dan in one breath.
However, he still has dragon blood in his hand.
Tang Fan took out the dragon blood, opened the bottle cap, diluted it again according to the method taught by the weapon spirit, and merged it into his soul blood bit by bit.
After his cultivation level broke through, his absorption this time was obviously much easier than before. He absorbed almost half of the dragon blood in one breath.
When he felt that he could not bear the violent force in his body, he stopped absorbing it.
At this moment, his aura became much stronger again, and his cultivation level almost reached the peak of the early stage of foundation building.
From the early stage of foundation building to the peak of the early stage, it will take at least ten years for ordinary people to do so, but Tang Fan succeeded in just one night.
If this matter is spread, it will inevitably cause shock to the Immortal Sect!
Tang Fan exhaled a hot breath. Not only did he have fairy aura on his body, but he also had the domineering aura of the Dragon Emperor.
Now he is like the Emperor of Heaven, and his eyes will make people frighten.
"Below, you can draw talismans! I believe that the talismans drawn by foundation-building monks must be stronger than those of Qi Condensing monks!"
In order to draw more powerful talismans, Tang Fan was waiting for a breakthrough in his realm.
He took out the golden spirit talisman paper obtained from Xuantong Zhenren, the red ape tail pen, and the red ink prepared with the blood-like insect.
He meditated on the talismans in the dragon crystal for a while, then took out the "The Mantra of All Methods" and looked at it. He had a basic idea in his heart.
Wanghai Sect is worthy of being famous for its talismans. There are some advanced talismans in the "The Mantra of All Laws", which are not even in the Dragon Crystal Legacy.
Although Tang Fan had not drawn talismans, he had printed tens of thousands of talismans in his mind.
He held the red ape tail pen and secretly used his true energy, drawing the first talisman of his own: the Wanhai Murder Talisman.
As Tang Fan wrote, the golden spirit talisman paper flashed, forming a terrifying pressure, as if the waves were surging, and they had the power to swallow the enemy.
"It's done!"
When the last stroke was finished, Tang Fan was already sweating profusely. He beat hard and a Wanhai murder talisman was formed.
Even if it is not triggered, you can feel the huge lethality it contains.
Although drawing talismans cost a lot to the mind, Tang Fan is already a foundation-building cultivator, and compared to alchemy, it has not had a great impact on him.
He took a moment of rest and continued to draw.
Through previous experience, Tang Fan knew the importance of talismans well, so he wanted to use talismans to completely protect himself.
In addition, he also agreed to give Bai Jingyi some talismans.
I have to be willing to spend money to pick up girls. When I think of the girl's touch, his motivation to draw talismans is stronger...
Talismans were drawn one by one, and Tang Fan was so tired that he was sweating profusely.
The golden light flashed in the room, and its power was like a cannonball hidden.
"Ah, I can't stand it anymore!"
Chapter completed!