Village Chief Luo Wo appeared in Zhao Fan's sight, white and clean, with long black hair, but it was flat.
The other party surprised Zhao Fan. First, the existence of the cultivator who evolved into the third stage of time and space was actually a woman. Second, she was even more manly than the man. If she covered her head, she might not be able to tell the difference between the younger generation...
…
Not only that, she was the only one in the village who was wearing clothes, even Zhao Fan herself was naked.
However, through the face, neck, hands and other skin, you can clearly see that her flesh is covered with particles, as if it is integrated, and looks extremely smooth and shiny. Although the blood and internal organs cannot be seen, they can sense that they are definitely above themselves.
The feeling of heaviness above.
In the second evolution, both empty sand and time sand must be saturated!
"Creation, Zhao Fan."
Village Chief Luo Wo looked at Zhao Fan and said, "Follow me to sign a cooperation agreement. From today on, you will be a part of our Hui Village."
New blood will come from any small gathering place. After all, a combat power also means a hope.
No one knows who will become the next village chief.
Due to the limitations of the cooperation agreement, Luo Wo had to be bound to this even if he evolved to the third stage and protected the many empty repairs in the village.
Not long after.
Zhao Fan signed the contract for time and space, and Village Chief Luo Wo also gave him a simple classic nailed by grass leaves, "The Art of Condensation in the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Waste of the Wa
"Zhao Fan, you choose a favorite position on the edge of the village and settle down." Village Chief Luo Wo said, then turned around and closed the door.
The Triangle Bull Emperor was extremely enthusiastic and pulled Zhao Fan to visit the homes of dozens of empty-shopped shops in the village one by one.
Zhao Fan remembered a lot of names. When it was the second to last family, the other party was a fat man. He opened the door and introduced himself: "Zhao Fan of the Creation, I am Han Ruyi."
"What?!"
After hearing this, Zhao Fan's expression suddenly changed, and his anger rose uncontrollably, and he directly punched the fat man, "Han Ruyi, die for me!"
“Eh?”
Seeing that the situation was not good, the Triangle Ox Emperor immediately forced Zhao Fan away.
Han Ruyi, whose coverage ratio reached 50%, was punched inexplicably and was also confused. She thought that I had not formed a scoundrel with this guy.
"Brother Zhao, calm down, calm down, what's wrong with you?" The Triangle Cow Emperor quickly reminded: "Don't forget the cooperation agreement, prohibiting the air-cultivist in the same village from attacking each other!"
Zhao Fan's anger gradually subsided, and he looked at Han Ruyi in confusion and said, "I don't know why. When I heard this name, the fire rushed upwards. Sorry."
"Well……"
Han Ruyi said helplessly: "Maybe, before you come to Time and Space Prison, there is an enemy who is the same name as me."
"wrong."
Zhao Fan thought about it carefully and said, "It's not the same sound, I was impulsive."
"It doesn't matter." Han Ruyi smiled and said, "Anyway, I'm not injured. If you don't pursue it, you won't violate the cooperation agreement."
Zhao Fan nodded with awkward smile.
After visiting the Triangle Ox Emperor, he picked him on the edge of the north of the village and started building a house.
In less than a day, a simple mansion took shape.
"My dear, Zhao Fan, who was the origin of the fortune in the past? Could it be that he specialized in building a house?"
"It's so good, I like it very much."
"No, I have to imitate it. My pupa nest is too bad."
...
now.
Zhao Fan sat upright in the mansion and picked up the book "Empty Sand Condensation Technique".
Because it is a low-end condensation method, it is simple and easy to get started.
Zhao Fan tried a few times and was able to master it. Then, he began to concentrate on condensed hollow sand. There was no war and was not added to the tax list. Now there is no waste of time, because all the condensed ones are truly
It belongs to yourself!
However, the efficiency is indeed slow.
He didn't know how many breaths he took to condense a bean-sized empty sand.
"Um?"
Zhao Fan stretched out his hand and pinched the hollow sand floating in front of him with his fingertips. This seemed a little abnormal.
It is an extremely regular and full octahedral!
Moreover, I clearly felt that the texture of the time and space sand that had been swallowed by myself was a world of difference, just like the concentrated essence.
"This grain of time and space sand..."
Zhao Fan tentatively followed the guidance of "The Art of Condensation in the Wave of Sand". With the thoughts, it transformed into his body. Perhaps the proportion of his body to this small particle is too large, and no difference is seen yet.
After thinking for a while, Zhao Fan spent more than half of the night again, condensed a grain of empty sand, which was still a perfect octahedral.
He didn't know where the thought came from was like a devil, rubbing the empty sand with his fingers.
Click.
The empty sand shattered.
Then it turned into eight, but each of them was the same size as before, but it turned into a heptahedral, and the texture also dropped a lot...