Yang Fan returned to the Divine Capital and plunged into the Donglin Villa.
Become stronger!
He is more vicious than the evil ones!
In a quiet room.
Yang Fan sat cross-legged, surrounded by small wooden basins.
Although it was filled with blood, there was no fishy smell in the room. Instead, there was a faint fragrance in the air.
With the blood donated selflessly by his cheap brother, he naturally used it to temper his big muscles immediately. The beating big muscles were like a snake dancing, absorbing the blood and glowing with a faint light.
It is worthy of being the blood of a powerful being at the level of a celestial being, and the tempering effect is extremely amazing.
Every time blood is drawn, these big tendons will become stronger and more active. Every time they beat, they vibrate the air, just like the sound of pulling a bowstring.
"One, two, three..."
"Eighty-three!"
Buzz!
Yang Fan suddenly stood up, his muscles stretched, his flesh and blood were stretched, and they exploded like a barrage of cannons. He felt that his own strength had been strengthened by several percent!
Sure enough, flesh, blood, bones, sinews and skin are the strongest only if they have no shortcomings!
This feeling becomes more and more obvious with each level of practice!
This time the cultivation is completed, and together with the dozens of muscles that were tempered before, Yang Fan has a total of ninety-nine big tendons that have been tempered!
"The black tendons wrap around the body three thousand times, and the world worships the Black Bodhisattva!"
An ordinary person has only a few hundred tendons in his body, but if a martial artist wants to attain the Black Bodhisattva, he has to temper three thousand of them!
Only when the roots are like red gold and dark iron can one become a black Bodhisattva!
"hiss!"
Yang Fan looked at the empty tub, felt the ninety-nine tendons in his body, and fell into thought.
"Can my brother still provide me with hundreds more basins of blood?"
Think about it.
He reluctantly gave up.
"It's a pity that the blood of ordinary Tianguan is not the first choice, otherwise the monks under me can come in handy!"
Yang Fan felt a little regretful.
After all, he now has in his hands There is nothing else but more monks.
If it can be used, pulling them out and bleeding them one by one can also support his practice for a long time.
"In this case, the only choice is demon blood..."
"Then there's only Mr. Dog."
Yang Fan stepped out of the quiet room.
Han Qianyun has been in Yingtian Dao for a while, which makes him a little regretful. He has made progress in cultivation and wants to celebrate with her.
When the time comes, listen to the sound of drums in the woodcutter tower and the crackle of firecrackers.
Thinking about it, it feels very different in my heart.
Yang Fan smacked his mouth, his muscles collapsed, and he took a step forward. It was as if there was a super strong spring under his feet, and he disappeared in Donglin Villa in an instant.
After leaving the courtyard, he immediately regained his appearance and went to Dongchang Yamen.
"Do you know where Mr. Dog is?"
"Master Dog, he's out."
A factory guard reported back.
Yang Fan thought for a while and turned directly to go to the delicacies restaurant.
Sure enough, after going in and walking around, I saw Mr. Gou sitting in the private room of the small building.
The copper stove hot pot on the table is steaming, the meat slices are tumbling, and there is a strange aroma. There is a pot of wine next to it.
Good wine and good food, this life is really nourishing.
"Xiao Fanzi, why are you here?"
Master Gou looked at Yang Fan with a wary look, quite protective of his food.
Yang Fan didn't feel dissatisfied and said: "Master Gou, I'm here to tell you the good news!"
"Oh? Where does joy come from?"
Master Gou looked at him sideways, fearing that Yang Fan would take the opportunity to steal his meat.
Yang Fan smiled slightly, his whole body was shaken, and a wave of Qi and blood at the Grand Master level appeared, and he said: "I have entered the Grand Master stage of nine blood exchanges!"
"Good boy!"
Mr. Dog was surprised and then overjoyed!
He was finally able to do business with Peng An!
A lot of elixirs have been distributed. Although he only took a little bit from them, no one has broken through the Grand Master for so long, which inevitably makes Peng An a little dissatisfied.
Now Yang Fan's breakthrough has solved his urgent need.
Master Gou immediately waved his paw and said loudly: "This is such a happy event! Come on, sit down quickly! Waiter, get a pair of chopsticks!"
Yang Fan was shocked when he heard what Master Gou said.
How greedy is Master Gou?
If not, with the dog owner's always protective attitude, he would jump up and bite you even if he saw you eating dog meat, let alone serving it!
However, thinking of his purpose, Yang Fan still sat down.
"Master, your chopsticks!"
Seeing the waiter come in, Yang Fan directly ordered: "Bring up all the wine and food I just ordered downstairs."
"yes."
Waiter, get down quickly.
After a while, a small cart rolled in.
The cart is filled with various dishes, and a lot of medicinal materials are specially added to the dishes, such as ginseng, wolfberry, angelica and donkey hide gelatin, all of which are used to nourish blood.
Looking at these dishes, Yang Fan's smile became kinder.
"this……"
However, Mr. Gou's face turned a little dark.
I thought Yang Fan was so ignorant!
I'll just let you serve it. Why do you order so many dishes?
Do you really think that Mr. Gou’s money was brought by the strong wind?
Yang Fan was very smart and immediately understood what Master Gou meant, and quickly said: "Thanks to Master Gou's elixir, I was able to break through. Of course I'm here to invite Master Gou for this meal!"
"You kid! You should have told me earlier!"
Master Gou's face immediately became brighter: "Quick, pass me that plate of sausage..."
Sure enough, he has a dog face, it changes so fast!
Yang Fan secretly complained, but smiled Hehehe handed over the plate of food.
You are not afraid that Mr. Dog will eat more, but you are afraid that Mr. Dog will not eat it.
Good wine and good food are just a treat.
Of course, the wine was brought by Yang Fan himself and was called "Immortal Drunk".
This wine is a treasured wine that was given away from the dead.
It is said to be so intoxicating that one will not wake up for three days. He usually stays in the temple and entertains passing nuns, and he never fails to do so.
Mr. Gou ate so much that after finishing the last bottle of wine, he simply lay down on the table and became silent.
Yang Fan rubbed his hands and looked at Master Gou who passed away drunk.
"After eating so much of my food, I have to vomit some of it..."
He picked up Master Gou by the neck and flew away from the window, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Soda, who was guarding downstairs, saw that there was suddenly no movement above. After waiting for a while, he cautiously poked his head in.
"Master Dog?"
I shouted softly, but saw no one inside.
"My dad is so big, why did he disappear?"
Soda rubbed his head, puzzled. Did he go to the Fireworks Tower again?
And here.
In Tianyuanfang, which was temporarily abandoned by Ji Zuodao, Yang Fan placed Gou Ye on the ground and carefully opened an opening on Gou Ye's body with the Fang Tian Painting Halberd.
Blood quickly flowed out.
Yang Fan skillfully took out each wooden basin and caught it easily.
Sure enough, the blood-enhancing medicinal materials were not in vain. The blood in Mr. Gou's body flowed like a stream, and more than a dozen wooden basins were quickly filled.
Master Gou's body has obviously lost weight.
"Guilty, sin!"
Yang Fan said secretly, wrapped up Master Gou's wound, and stuffed a piece of ginseng that nourished blood and Qi into Master Gou's mouth.
Then he simply took away the wooden basin and started practicing.