After Zhao Fan poured Wang Liang a drink, he smiled and said, "What time is it? I'm glad to meet you."
"I wonder if Brother Zhao is a Yuanli sparring trainer or a soul sparring trainer?"
Wang Er looked at each other and asked.
"Soul." Zhao Fan sighed and said pretentiously: "This job is very risky and difficult to do."
"I am also a soul trainer." Wang Er looked a little surprised after hearing this, "But I can't feel the fluctuation of Brother Zhao's soul power at all. It can be seen that your control of the soul has reached a level of meticulousness. It is really
admire."
Then, the business mutual promotion model began.
After one or two visits, the wine jar will be empty.
Zhao Fan took another jar and said without hesitation: "Brother Wang, drink whatever you want. Today is just to celebrate the acquaintance between you and me. That's enough."
"Haha, Brother Zhao is so happy." Wang Liang took a sip, then flipped his palm, and a fresh Yuan Beast thigh floated in the void.
The thigh of this yuan beast seems to have been cut off at the root. More than that, it is two meters long and one meter thick.
Zhao Fan observed it for a moment and then asked tentatively: "Could this be taken from the Wall King Beast?"
He just felt like it, but he wasn't sure.
"Good eyesight." Wang Liang nodded slightly and said: "Brother Zhao served you with good wine, how could I let this feeling go cold?"
Although the Wall King Beast is not a Yuan Beast with a strong bloodline in the Yuan Realm, and is even incompetent in terms of strength, its meat is so delicious that it can be ranked in the top ten!
The most delicious part of the body of the Wall King Beast is the leg meat.
A whole thigh like this is worth at least over a thousand yuan, which is equivalent to the standard remuneration of a soul trainer twenty times.
It is worth mentioning that although the wine provided by Zhao Fan is of low quality in his mind, in fact, it is not that bad. The price of selling it outside is several hundred yuan per jar.
many!
Wang Er felt that Zhao Fan was generous and heroic, so he decided to express his gratitude and took out the thigh of the wall king beast that he only wanted to enjoy once a month, otherwise he would really feel sorry for himself.
While Wang Liang was drinking, he used the fire of his soul to roast meat in the air. After nearly a hundred breaths, he finished the roast skillfully. During this period, he also took the condiments he had prepared carefully and spread them.
The smell, the fragrance that fills the garden.
Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
Zhao Fan gave the quality of this barbecue a very high rating of ninety-five points. As for the five-point difference, it was because there was no cumin...
Wang Liang's soul power turned into a knife and split the wall king beast's thigh into two parts. Zhao Fan and Zhao Fan each held one half with their left hands and raised their glasses with their right hands. They talked happily.
In this way, he became Zhao Fan's first friend when he came to Daluo Ancient Sect.
Late at night, Zhao Fan escorted the drunk Wang Liang out of the yard.
Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for ordinary wine to make a Xuan-level monk drunk, but the price of top-quality wine is prohibitive, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it, just like Liang Ruina who was drunk and dreaming. So.
, if you want to fully experience the true meaning of wine, you need to seal the level when drinking, so that the body's immunity to wine is as ordinary as that of ordinary people. Otherwise, it will be the same as boiled water, except for a hint of irritating spiciness.
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Zhao Fan closed the courtyard door, took out the Longyue wine, stacked the wine in one go, drank it all, and returned to the room.
However, he did not sleep. After chatting with the three bodyguards for a while, he began to meditate on the nameless technique out of habit.
Now, it is the first glimpse of the door. Its degree of integration with "Creation" has reached the level of the peak of the Yuan level. Among the spells in the "Gongshu Book", there are a small number of powerful ones that can be used against mid-level Xuan level.
effect, but it still cannot really maximize the effect, as if it is half castrated.
"When it reaches the early stage of the Xuan level, this new "Chen Xing" will have a qualitative change when its rating is raised to the next big level. At that time, the "Gongshu Book" will no longer be covered in dust and can be used as a common method.
." Zhao Fan is looking forward to it, but he doesn't know how long it will take to realize it, because it is too difficult. Every small step requires complicated deductions and attempts to find the balance point, then break it, and integrate a small level.
It takes at least a thousand small steps.
When it was almost dawn, Zhao Fan yawned and felt tired. He put away the two exercises and lay down for an hour.
Before I knew it, an hour passed.
At this moment, no matter where you are in the entire Daluo Holy Mountain, there will be a long-standing bell ringing in your ears. This is the Yin Yang Bell, which is specially used to separate dawn and dusk.
Hearing the bell means that a new day has officially begun.
At this time, all the sparring teachers opened the door, Zhao Fan also opened his eyes, got up and went to the ground in high spirits, washed briefly, and then came to the open space between the courtyard area and the two medicine pools to gather.
Wang Er smiled and said hello to Zhao Fan, "Brother Zhao, good morning."
"morning."
Zhao Fan came over and asked in a low voice: "Speaking of which, is Daluo Guzong's food delicious?"
"The food our sparring coaches eat is not bad, it's not up to the level of delicacies, and it's not hard to swallow." Wang Liang said jokingly: "But I will pick a few days every month and spend my own money to improve the food.
For example, the thighs of the Wall King Beast last night were exchanged at Zongwu Peak, and they were on sale, so they were much cheaper than outside."
"In exchange for the Yuan Stone?" Zhao Fan asked curiously.
"no."
Wang Liang introduced: "There are everything from Zongwu Peak, Yuan Bing, secret techniques, and precious ingredients. If you want to exchange, you have to buy some."
Zhao Fan nodded. Daluo Points are equivalent to the currency circulating within the Daluo Ancient Sect, and are of the same nature as the merits of Daqian Academy.
"How to earn it?" Zhao Fan asked again.
"Like us, we just need to be beaten every day." Wang Liang laughed at himself and said: "At the end of the day, it's just a lot of points. As for the disciples and the deacons and elders of the management, there are many ways to earn points.
There are so many kinds, and you also get tasks with clearly marked prices. Alas, it’s a pity that those powerful skills and secrets are gone. Even if you have accumulated enough points, you still need corresponding permissions. A sparring teacher doesn’t even have any permissions, so it’s just superficial glory.
"Just look at those things and fantasize about them. If you really want to turn over, it's hard to say a word."
"Brother Wang, no one can say for sure that things in this world have not happened."
Zhao Fan said encouragingly: "Perhaps, one day you suddenly step into the underground level? You are directly promoted to a formal internal member of the sect, and you still worry about not being able to exchange for good things?"
"Then let me borrow Brother Zhao's good words." Wang Liang puffed out his chest symbolically, but he was not really daydreaming.
While walking and chatting, we arrived in front of a light curtain.
After many sparring masters entered it, Zhao Fan realized that this was the canteen exclusively for sparring masters. The dishes were quite delicious and not unique.
After eating, it's time to go to work.
There are two void passages at the exit of the cafeteria, one leading to Yuan Peak and the other leading to Soul Peak. They have large capacity and fast speed.
Blinked twice and there it was.
Zhao Fan glanced around and looked at the number of soul trainers. The ratio was indeed too small. Counting himself, there were only forty-nine people.
There are quasi-earth levels that go down to the peak of the Yuan level and go up to the peak of the Xuan level.
If we look at the superficial rank, Zhao Fan is almost in the teens.
at this time.
At the top of Soul Peak, there is a magnificent building. This is the exclusive area for the peak master and elders.
Around the building, the altitude drops by one thousand meters, and is surrounded by mountains and flat land. This is the place where Soul Peak disciples study and compete, called the "Land of Souls".
Most of the disciples at Soul Peak were sitting on specially made futons, listening intently to the sermons of their respective masters or elders. There were also a few who were out on assignments or did not come due to various reasons.
The next moment.
The soul trainers came on stage, and all of them waited leisurely and comfortably under the tree.
About half an hour passed.
The sermon is over.
Immediately afterwards, the disciples of Soul Peak rushed towards the rest area where the Soul Training Masters were, like a pack of wolves on prey. Their eyes looked like they wanted to take it as their own.
Zhao Fan felt a chill all over his body and shivered. Why did he seem to have changed his gender and entered a brothel by mistake?
"Quick, quick, quick."
"Obviously I made the appointment!"
"Get out of my way, I have the first choice for the bearded man!"
"What are you trying to grab? Don't scare them. Those with higher serial numbers will go to the back."
The Soul Peak disciples were in chaos for a long time, and then order gradually returned to normal. Those who used their right of priority jumped in line directly. Those with smaller reservation numbers stood back and waited dejectedly. Those who didn't make reservations watched intently to get their souls.
The sparring masters are practicing as brothers and sisters, so assuming that they are themselves is somewhat effective.
However, there were some disciples who knew that it would not be their turn today, so they went back to the futons to digest what the master or elders said.
At this moment, Zhao Fan was beaten for the first time in Da Luo Gu Sect, and the opponent was a petite and cute cardamom girl...