Fang Fan and the others fell silent, but before they had gone far, Li Yang came closer.
"Lord."
"Well, what's the matter?"
"It's nothing, it's just that you brought the dragon elephant out this time, what about Qingqing?"
A trace of worry flashed in Li Yang's eyes, and he also loved this cute little girl from the bottom of his heart.
"Now is a troubled time, and I'm afraid there are many unscrupulous people who will try to defeat Qingqing.
No matter how tight the defense in the inner city is, without a strong person to protect you personally, I am still a little worried."
"Don't worry, you have thought of it but I can't think of it?
I love Qingqing more than you do, and I have already arranged it. By the time you come, the day lilies are already cold."
Fang Fan showed a smile on his face and said angrily.
"Hey, I'm relieved now."
Li Yang smiled.
"But I have to argue with you. It's not that I don't value Qingqing, but I know that my lord, you will definitely arrange it properly, so you don't need me to say it."
"You."
Fang Fan laughed out loud, shook his head, and couldn't help but recall the day before departure.
...
Fang Fan was discussing something with Li Mo when he was suddenly stunned while speaking.
"Um?"
"Lord, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, let's continue talking."
Fang Fan waved his hand and continued to discuss with Li Mo.
After the discussion ended and Li Mo left, Fang Fan started to look inside. After a while, he opened his eyes and stretched out his hands.
call out!
A golden light flashed, and a dragon shadow hovered in Fang Fan's hand. When the golden light subsided, he looked carefully and realized that it was a crystal-clear rope.
"Tie the fairy rope?"
Fang Fan played with the rope and laughed out loud, but after a while he fell into deep thought.
"Well, the special feature of the dragon armor is that it is concealed and can be summoned at any time, so it is not integrated with anything else.
But in the back, both the Huashan Seal and the sword energy are integrated into other treasures."
Already having so many magical powers, Fang Fan had some guesses in his heart.
The magical power is powerful, but if it can be semi-solidified with some heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
Not only can it reduce your own consumption and greatly enhance the power of magical powers, it can also greatly increase its flexibility.
You can even lend him to others, so that others can still use the power of magical powers to exert part of Fang Fan's strength even though they are thousands of miles away.
Just like the Huashan Seal that was controlled by his father before, although he was far away in Hulao Pass, his father still relied on the power of the Huashan Seal to kill powerful enemies.
Just like Long Yuan, who was taken away by Chen Yi, he gained a strength. As long as he gets Long Yuan's approval, even a three-year-old child can exert part of Fang Fan's strength.
In fact, this is a manifestation of spiritual power.
Considering these two magical powers, this rope now, uh, let's call it the Golden Rope, it's also golden, so there's nothing wrong with it.
There is no doubt that the golden rope must also be fused with the treasure in order to semi-solidify it.
But what should I use to solidify it?
Huashan Seal uses Ning'an's luck, which suppresses the luck and at the same time breeds Huashan Seal.
The sword energy uses the divine weapon Long Yuan, which is also a very high-level treasure.
But obviously, the one with the greatest potential is the Huashan Seal. As long as Ning'an's luck continues to increase, the power of the Huashan Seal will increase day by day, and it will truly become the foundation for suppressing Ning'an.
"The Golden Rope is made from the Tengu ancestor Otsuki? Or is it the blood rope made from it?"
Fang Fan murmured that the level of the Tengu ancestor Dajin or the blood rope made from it as a raw material is not low, at least six levels.
The thought only remained in his mind for a moment before being thrown away by Fang Fan.
"No, absolutely not. The sixth level is too low. If you are innate, you can still consider it."
Fang Fan knew very well that although the sixth-level Xiantian and the sixth-level Xiantian were both called together, there seemed to be no difference.
In fact, Fang Fan thought so before he was promoted, but after he was promoted, Fang Fan knew that the difference was huge and it was a qualitative difference.
For example, Fang Fan is now at the sixth level, but his physical body can still be completely transformed, but as long as the transformation is completed, it will be sixth-level quality meat, which can be said to be innate to outsiders.
But Fang Fan knows very well that the day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow, because his flesh cannot help others develop their innate essence or develop supernatural powers.
This is the difference.
The day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow. Only what is nurtured by heaven and earth itself can be called innate, and the rest are all fakes.
Only the innate being bred by heaven and earth can break through the limits and give birth to supernatural powers in the physical body.
All Fang Fan understands that innateness is at least the sixth level, but it is not just the sixth level.
The sixth level may be innate, but it is not necessarily innate.
That's the truth.
Therefore, if he cannot find an innate treasure, or a treasure of the same level as the innate treasure, Fang Fan would rather put it aside for the time being.
Just when Fang Fan was about to put away the golden rope, he glanced at it and saw a hint of green, and a light suddenly flashed in his mind.
He went straight out and rushed to the deepest part of Ning'an, his home.
When he arrived at the door of his house, he didn't go in, but came to the mutated vines next to him.
The mutated vine noticed Fang Fan's arrival, stretched out a vine and rubbed Fang Fan's face.
"Okay, okay, give me a vine fiber."
scare?
The vines stagnated, but they still stretched out the vines and placed them in front of Fang Fan. Under Fang Fan's gaze, a slender green thread came out.
Fang Fan curled his lips when he saw this.
"Don't fool me, hurry up, I'm busy, use the one on your main vine, just...the one that holds the gourd."
scare!
The mutated vine seemed to be frightened by something and shrank back suddenly.
"Are you scared? Pfft, don't you always think that I don't know?"
Fang Fan burst out laughing, but before he finished speaking, a feeling of grievance came into his mind.
"Okay, okay, don't feel wronged, I won't hit your gourd's attention.
It's not yet ripe... Ahem, cough, cough, don't hide, you heard it wrong, and I won't pay attention to it even if it's ripe."
Fang Fan repeatedly called out to Vine and said awkwardly.
"Hey, you've drained half of the pond of dragon marrow. Apart from this gourd, you definitely still have something to offer.
Don't hide it from me. I didn't know the value of dragon marrow at the beginning, but I know it now. Don't give me a chance to settle accounts with you."
Fang Fan said lightly, but then the mutated vine froze completely.
All the leaves and vines drooped feebly, as if they had been squeezed dry.
Fang Fan rolled his eyes when he saw this, this drama queen.
After pretending for a while, the mutated vine quietly glanced at Fang Fan, and when he saw the sneer on Fang Fan's face, he felt a little downcast.
In desperation, a path emerged from the vines, allowing Fang Fan to walk all the way to the core, where there was a thigh-thick vine with chapped old skin, as strong and powerful as the entrenched horned dragon.
Hanging on this thick and vigorous vine is a gourd the size of a fist. It is green, like a piece of imperial green jade, crystal clear and extremely moving.
