In the room, Chen Fan slowly opened his eyes and exhaled, "He has reached the peak of the second level of Xiantian."
After looking at a room full of swallowed Jinyang Pills, Chen Fan smiled bitterly, "Six Golden Yang Pills have only reached the peak of the second level of Xiantian. It is simply unbelievable. This is under the premise of having a shadow to practice.
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"Hey, if it were another person, this person would be strong enough to cultivate to the four innate realms." Chen Fan shook his head, and was a little speechless for his Taishangzhang. He exhaled, and the golden innate energy gradually disappeared from his body.
Once inside the body, Chen Fan stood up.
But the benefits brought by this previous article are unquestionable.
"When you reach the innate realm, you can barely practice this Spiritual Tribulation Finger. However, meeting this condition is a bit too harsh, and it's not possible right now."
The Spiritual Tribulation Finger was the number one spiritual skill in Beijie Mansion back then. It was a must-learn basic spiritual skill. With one blow, this Spiritual Tribulation Finger was as powerful as the Mysterious Technique and was very terrifying.
No matter what, Chen Fan will not let go of the cultivation of this spiritual calamity finger.
However, it is still not enough right now.
"With all this strength, it should be a bit difficult to compare with this Qingshou..." Chen Fan pondered. Last time in Guzheng'an, Chen Fan boasted that he wanted to get fifth place in Haikou. No matter how bad it was, he still had to keep it.
.
Let these guests who left the Sixth Pavilion and went to the Seventh Pavilion feel regretful.
But with the strength of this second innate realm, it seems a bit too weak, not enough to be seen.
"It is said that the Fifth Pavilion has masters from around the Sixth Innate Realm. This level of strength is even stronger than the Seventh Pavilion of Kunlun."
Chen Fan's eyes flickered slightly. After all, even the nameless tower guardians of Tongxuan Tower and Yin Yang Gui Ji are only at the peak of the Eighth Realm. It is not that exaggerated. As one of the peak heavenly sects, the Seven Pavilions of Kunlun naturally do not
will only have these strengths.
"It seems that my strength will be further strengthened." After exhaling, Chen Fan shook his head. At present, if he joins forces with the shadow, he can at most be on par with a master of the Five Innate Realms. But for Chen Fan,
It's definitely not enough.
Chen Fan needs more!
"The Spiritual Tribulation Finger cannot be cultivated for the time being, and this second shadow cannot be cultivated either. It seems that the only hope is the source pattern technique."
Chen Fan's eyes lit up, and he reached the innate realm. After opening up this divine sea, Chen Fan could barely use the Origin Pattern Technique. One of them, the Nine Shadows Magic Technique... The Nine Shadows Magic Technique was originally a kind of heaven-defying power.
Only those who exist in at least the Seventh Innate Realm can practice this second shadow.
Before that, don't even think about it anymore, just make do with a shadow.
"Then let's go out first." Chen Fan thought, and the door opened with a bang. Chen Fan went out. In the Seven Pavilions of Kunlun, at the foot of a barren mountain, a market square was opened. At the foot of this mountain
Stretching for ten miles, there are all these markets where various things are traded. Chen Fan went there this time just to buy some essential things for Origin Pattern.
From Na Gu Ling'er, Chen Fan only got a basic first-grade source pen. In addition, Chen Fan had neither source paper nor demon blood, so he had to buy them all.
After leaving Prince Qing's Mansion, Chen Fan put on a pair of make-up and went straight to the market, facing the countless gazes of the men in Tsing Yi who hated him.
Along the way, many people noticed Chen Fan, and their glances at Chen Fan were full of teasing. They all knew Chen Fan and were waiting to see the Sixth Pavilion's joke this time.
Chen Fan entered the market indifferently, found a place to change into clothes, and then walked into the market.
In this market place, all the disciples of the entire Kunlun Seven Pavilions are operating here. On both sides of the street, a group of disciples are selling things. It stretches for ten miles, and it is quite prosperous here.
Chen Fan put on a black hat, covering his entire body. After turning on the first chapter, Chen Fan's aura was completely unrecognizable.
Based on the first chapter of Chen Fan's Divine Scroll, it is impossible for anyone in this world, or even on the Northern Tribulation Star, to be able to judge Chen Fan's aura.
Walking on the street, one of the young men with a black face was sitting cross-legged. There was a small scar on his cheek, and he had a ferocious air. It was obvious that he was also a master who had emerged from a fight.
On the stall, there were some exercises, magic weapons, and even some strange things found in the ruins. Chen Fan looked at them for a while, then squatted down. There was a black box closest to the black-faced man.
It was obviously the most important thing, so Chen Fan wanted to reach out and open it.
Unexpectedly, this man held down Chen Fan's hand with one hand. He opened his eyes and saw a breath of the Seventh Innate Realm coming towards him. He said expressionlessly, "If you can't afford it, don't look around."
The man said calmly, and the people around him all moved aside. They knew that Senior Brother Zhao was a ruthless man. Chen Fan didn't move his hands, and his face was expressionless. He just said, "It's just a second-grade source pen."
Senior Brother Zhao couldn't help but show a look of surprise on his face. You know, Chen Fan didn't touch this thing. He slowly let go of his hand. Chen Fan opened it and saw that there was a silver pen in the box.
, made of rare moon silver, the vellus hair at the tip is extremely fine, neat, and glowing with fiery red color. It is cut from the hair on the tail of the fire mouse. Two sets of exquisite source patterns are engraved on the source pen, which represents this
The grade of the pen has reached the "second grade"
This is much more high-end than the first-grade topaz pen that Gu Ling'er gave him.
"How to sell it." After playing around with his fingertips, Chen Fan said calmly, naturally this amount is nothing, but the higher the grade of the source pen, the higher the quality of the source pattern written, and the higher the probability of the finished product.
high.
"It seems that you are also a discerning person." There was a trace of struggle on Senior Brother Zhao's face. If he were not the Source Master, he would not be willing to part with this thing. After a moment of silence, the man said in a deep voice, "Five thousand spirit stones, sold."
Chen Fan smiled and shook his head, "It's expensive." Putting down the money, Chen Fan turned around and left. Senior Brother Zhao chuckled behind him, knowing that he had met an expert.
"Two thousand five hundred, sold."
Chen Fan stopped and glanced at the Yuanbi. Chen Fan said, "Two thousand spirit stones for a second-grade Yuanbi are enough. If you are willing to sell it, 2,500 will do. However, you have to add another Yuanbi."
Where did you get it from?"
Chen Fan said calmly, with just one sentence, Brother Zhao's eyes changed color. He raised his head and took a deep look at Chen Fan. It was obvious that Chen Fan had seen a trace of the freshly unearthed breath from his pen.
Senior Brother Zhao sneered, closed the box, and closed his eyes, "I won't sell it anymore."
After he finished speaking, Chen Fan looked at him deeply and walked away. It wasn't until Chen Fan left that Senior Brother Zhao opened his eyes again. He couldn't help but pinch his chin, lowered his head and glanced at Yuanbi, thoughtfully.
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Found a big market, Chen Fan walked in, and someone immediately came to greet Chen Fan, "Master, come here to see something."
The young man in green shirt nodded and bowed, "All the people here are uncles. He couldn't afford to be indifferent. He looked from both sides and saw three medium-grade spiritual weapons hanging on the wall, which showed that this market place was quite confident."
"Expensive living room, something from Master Yuan." Chen Fan said coldly.
The young man was stunned. He knew that an expert was here. He didn't dare to say anything. He immediately stretched out his hand and said, "Master, please come this way." The young man led Chen Fan all the way to a distinguished guest room.
He stretched out his hand and invited Chen Fan in.
As soon as Chen Fan entered an independent VIP room, an old man with yellowish beard and hair came out from behind the curtain. As soon as the old man came out, he touched his beard and said with a slight smile, "Friend, are you here to buy something?
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As he said this, his eyes were already fixed on Chen Fan's black robe. There were many people dressed like this when entering and exiting this market. Their purposes were often hidden, and they didn't want to reveal their identities, but his aura made some inquiries.
, his face couldn't help but change with horror, he tested his true energy, and disappeared without a trace, as if he had fallen into a deep pool.
Once he tried this, he immediately didn't dare to try again, for fear of making this person angry.
Chen Fan raised his head and glanced at him, "A portion of second-grade demon blood, first- and third-grade source paper, three hundred pieces of first-grade, one hundred and three hundred pieces of second-grade, prepare them as soon as possible." Chen Fan crossed his hands and closed his eyes to rest.