The exchange of innate-level treasures between Fang Fan and Sun Ce brought the atmosphere of this exchange meeting to its peak.
However, this is also the only innate level exchange. Of course, this is completely reasonable. It is the instinct of almost every Chinese to keep their wealth secret, and hiding it is also a common method.
Of course, the main reason is that innate-level treasures are too rare, at least not everyone here has one.
After the simple exchange of dragon marrow and fine gold, these people seemed to have entered the sage state, and everything they saw became boring. After discovering this, Liu Bei had no choice but to end the exchange meeting hastily.
"Everyone, since we have no intention of continuing the exchange, this exchange meeting is over. If you are interested, you can go shopping outside."
After speaking, Liu Bei walked out first, Sun Ce and his entourage also walked out, and Fang Fan also followed after seeing this.
"Jia Jun, I'll give you a day off today. You can go and have a look too."
Fang Fan turned to look at Tang Jiajun and said casually.
“Won’t the mayor turn around?”
"I? No, I have to go back and prepare."
Tang Jiajun nodded.
"The subordinate will follow the mayor."
"Don't you want to go shopping?"
Hearing this, Tang Jiajun rarely touched his head and said with some embarrassment.
"Following the mayor, I saw a lot. To be honest, these things are really better than just seeing a few things."
"Oh haha, that's up to you."
Fang Fan didn't say much when he saw this. A group of personal guards opened the way and walked straight to the camp. They didn't encounter any bloody robbery or ambush. Although they were followed all the time, no one took action.
After returning to the tent and clearing out everyone, Fang Fan sat cross-legged on the blanket, closed his eyes, adjusted his breath, and meditated.
As time passed by, Fang Fan's mind became calmer little by little. When he opened his eyes again, his whole aura became very peaceful and stable, and his whole body's energy and spirit were in full swing.
reached its peak.
Only then did he take out the head-sized piece of fine gold from the space wristband.
The fine gold was very heavy, weighing heavily on his hands, and it continuously exhaled gold energy, leaving wounds on Fang Fan's hands.
Unknowingly, he entered the state of visualization, and the solid mini-mountains appeared in the back of his mind. Almost instantly, Fang Fan's consciousness was devoted to the visualization picture.
This was understood by Fang Fan under the pressure of Greedy Wolf Lu Bu, which allowed him to control the true shape map more delicately and perfectly.
At this moment, Fang Fan's consciousness was completely immersed in the True Form Diagram. At this moment, Fang Fan's consciousness was focused on the Golden Emperor on the top of Mount Huashan.
At this moment, Emperor Jin is Fang Fan, and Fang Fan is Emperor Jin.
Emperor Jin slowly opened his eyes, and endless majesty flowed out. In an instant, the entire space became silent, and even the chirping of insects disappeared.
Fang Fan was not in a hurry to refine the fine gold. Instead, he was comprehending the current situation and feeling the power. After a long time, he waved his hand and took the fine gold from the air.
Holding the fine gold in his hands, Fang Fan sat cross-legged on the top of Mount Hua, holding the fine gold in his hands and letting it hang in front of Fang Fan.
Wave after wave of spiritual energy began to condense, slowly touching the golden energy breathed from the fine gold, and blending into it little by little.
What was originally a difficult moment became extremely easy and smooth.
The sharp and unruly golden energy became extremely submissive in the hands of Jin Emperor Fang Fan, as if it had changed from steel to soft around the fingers.
The spiritual energy was integrated into it, refined, stamped with the mark of Fang Fan, and then introduced into Fang Fan's body.
Through the skin membrane, through flesh and blood, directly reaching the jade-like bones.
A trace of gold energy blends into the bones, dyeing them with an extremely weak pale golden color.
Bits and pieces of golden energy separated from the fine gold and merged into his bones after being branded by Fang Fan.
The bones that were originally as clear as white jade were slowly dyed with a layer of gold.
When the first phalanx of the index finger on his right hand turned completely golden, Fang Fan could clearly detect that the strength of the bone finally broke through the limit and was once again strengthened, even tinged with a hint of innate aura.
Starting from the right finger bones, under the constant flow of golden energy, the golden color continued to spread throughout the body, and one bone after another became like gold and jade.
A human has two hundred and six bones, and at this time they are all refined by golden energy and dyed golden, just like the most precious gold and jade.
When the last piece of skull turned into crystal clear gold and jade, Fang Fan seemed to hear a crisp sound in his ears that echoed for a long time.
Ding!
The bones became one, and in an instant, a fierce aura rose into the sky, and a arrogant aura emanated from Fang Fan's body.
Buzz!
The Golden Emperor's true form dissipated, and Fang Fan's consciousness returned to his body. Feeling the surging power in his body, he clenched his fists, and the air made an explosive sound in his hands.
The spine on the back is like a big dragon, giving Fang Fan a sharp aura, a straight rocker and arrogant and infinite strength.
Closing his eyes and feeling the changes in his bones, Fang Fan discovered that the magical power in his bones was being nurtured, but it seemed that there was still something missing, aura, blood, or time.
Feeling the magical vortex in his bones continuously absorbing the blood in his body, Fang Fan had a smile on his face.
Although it was not gestated immediately, it was still worth a surprise.
Whether it was the Huashan Seal that killed fourth-level Wang Mo or the dragon scale armor that had never been used before, Fang Fan had never been disappointed.
Fang Fan believed that this physical magical power that took more effort to nurture would definitely become more powerful and bring him more surprises.
Moving his body, the familiar body was once again completely controlled by Fang Fan. After a while, Fang Fan's aura was restrained, as if a sword had been sheathed, covering up all its edges.
At this time, Fang Fan had a smile on his face, his face was rosy, and his fingers were slender and white. He gave people a gentle and harmless feeling, like a handsome young man from a wealthy family.
After the aura had completely calmed down, Fan Fan cast his gaze on the fine gold. At this time, the fine gold dimmed, the gold aura he had breathed before completely disappeared, and the spirituality contained in it dissipated.
If fine gold was like a living creature before, now it is dead and is just a piece of ore.
Fang Fan was certainly not surprised by this. The spirituality unique to innate things was plundered and refined by him. This was also the source of the trace of innate aura stained on his bones.
Of course, although fine gold has lost its innate roots, it does not mean that it has completely lost its value. It is just not considered innate. It is still a precious fifth-level peak fine gold ore and a good material for making weapons.
"My lord, my lord, something bad has happened. Li Yang, Li Yang, he, he..."
Suddenly a shout came from outside, but the message conveyed inside made Fang Fan frown.
"Li Yang, what's wrong with Li Yang?"
He collected the fifth-level fine gold ore with his backhand, pushed open the door curtain and walked out.
"Li Yang is being chased. The situation is urgent..."
