Zhao Yun was so frightened that he almost jumped up and waved his arms quickly.
"There's none?"
Lu Bu asked doubtfully.
"When I said I was going to find the Human King, I asked you if you wanted to go. What was your answer?"
Zhao Yun was stunned when he heard this, and recalled the past along with this sentence. How did I answer that time?
"You said you were coming too, was I not lying?"
"Well......"
Zhao Yun fell into silence and then explained.
"I'm literally looking for the King of Human Beings."
"Yes, me too, aren't you just here to find the Human King?"
Snapped!
Zhao Yun slapped him on the face. He suddenly felt that he and Lu Bu couldn't explain clearly.
But it seems that I still might not be able to defeat him.
Holding my head, my head hurts.jpg
In the end, Zhao Yun, who had a headache, could only look at Fang Fan helplessly.
"Human King, General Gongsun treats me well and trusts me even more, so I..."
"It's okay. I understand you. There's no need to talk so much today. Let's serve the food and let's eat and drink well."
Fang Fan finally understood that this was just a misunderstanding, but he was not too disappointed and resolved the embarrassing situation with a smile.
Zhao Yun showed gratitude on his face, raised his hands and said.
"Thank you, King, for your understanding."
"Stop being so polite and eat. I have been exercising a lot just now, which consumes a lot of food. I specially asked the kitchen to prepare high-end ingredients, so please replenish them."
Well.......
The scene became awkward again, but then the food that came out attracted their attention again.
Stir-fried Xiantian cabbage, deep-fried fifth-level shrimps, rice-long whole colorful lobsters, braised fifth-level Yellow River carp, Xiantian-level dragons and phoenixes, cut platters of Xiantian spiritual fruits, fifth-level amethyst rice...
Every dish in the United States is extremely exquisite and gorgeous, without any spiritual power leaking out, as if another layer of film tightly locks in all the essence.
Fang Fan's chopsticks gently pierced the crispy skin of the braised carp, and spiritual energy suddenly spurted out, and he gently picked up a piece of fish meat, which was white, tender and delicate.
"Eat, this dish has a time limit, it's best to eat it within half an hour after it's taken out of the pot, so nothing will be wasted.
The master who cooks the dishes is a chef by profession, and these dishes are extraordinary in both the selection of ingredients and the preparation.
So the taste won’t be bad, and there are many benefits to eating it.”
Gulu!
I don't know whose throat was shaking, and the three of them immediately picked up their chopsticks and ate happily.
Fang Fan looked at it and smiled.
"Yangzi, sit down and eat together."
After a while, after we had had enough wine and food, a beautiful little girl cleared the table and brought some fruits and desserts.
"Fengxian, how are you? Are you full?"
Lu Bu gave a thumbs up and exhaled slowly.
"I'm full. I almost feel like I've regained all the blood I just lost."
Gao Shun also silently looked at the palm-sized bowl in his hand.
"It's been a long time since we've eaten from a bowl."
"Haha, needless to say, food and accommodation are included. You can eat like this in the future."
Fang Fan laughed and said.
"Although the professional skills of the cafeteria chefs are not as good as those of the stir-fry chefs here, they are pretty good.
Oh, by the way, I just heard, Fengxian, that you can directly use blood energy to condense the armor? How do you do it? How is its power?"
"I thought about it, and then it turned into armor according to my wishes.
The power exerted... is only about one or two percent of the spiritual energy, right?
But it works wonders in a place where spirits are forbidden."
"That's right, it's true. After all, blood and spiritual power are both forces, but they are expressed in different forms.
I used to ignore this."
Fang Fan nodded, suddenly remembered something, turned his hand, took out a black bead and handed it to Lu Bu.
"By the way, I'll give this inheritance to you first. As for the debt you owe first, I'll give it to you in advance, and I'll use my military merits to offset it later."
"This thing."
Lu Jian took over the inheritance, but did not merge it. Instead, he thought for a while and made an astonishing move.
When he flipped his hand over, Fang Tian's painted halberd appeared out of thin air. He held the inheritance in his hand and patted it upwards, directly scattering the inheritance and blending it into it. Then he held Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand and slowly refined it.
Fang Fan and others were a little confused when they saw it.
"Fengxian, what are you doing?"
"I'm thinking that there's no point in inheriting it. I might as well use it to cultivate the spirituality of weapons and see if I can cultivate a weapon spirit."
"Weapon spirit?"
"Yes, the inheritance contains part of my soul and part of my origin. The spirit of the weapon raised through the inheritance is connected with my mind and has abundant spirituality.
It will greatly improve the weapons, and maybe you can even upgrade the weapons."
"You're talking about the God of Divine Weapons, right?"
"It's almost the same."
"I understand what you mean. Indeed, if you cultivate more weapons, you will develop spirituality."
As he spoke, a sword sound sounded, and Long Yuan flew out from nowhere and hovered in front of Fang Fan.
Fang Fan smiled and stroked the sword.
"The stronger the spirituality, the stronger the magic weapon will be. It will also develop many abilities. It can even wake up on its own. It can attack even if I am not around. Its power will not be weaker than mine."
Zhao Yun looked at the floating Long Yuan with envy, and then felt the slightly trembling silver gun in his space equipment.
"But, why do you want to use your precious top-level inheritance on this Fangtian Painted Halberd?
This Fangtian painted halberd is not very spiritual. It has not even been born with a will, has no likes and dislikes, and can only be regarded as a little spiritual.
This is probably because you are too strong and God is too powerful to forcibly condense it.
It can be seen that the material itself is not very good, and at most it can barely reach the innate quality."
Fang Fan pondered for a moment and continued.
"Ning'an has a lot of these innate materials. If you feel dissatisfied, there are also ninth-level materials such as black dragon's horns and purple golden bamboo, as well as top-notch talisman masters.
Legion commanders can customize weapons and armor, so you don’t have to be in such a hurry."
Lu Bu stiffened and glanced at Fang Tian's painted halberd.
"If you are reluctant to part with this Fangtian Painted Halberd, then you can only use the materials to refinish it.
It's just that the effect is a bit poor, and it saved me most of the materials.
It’s a pity that you wasted the only big free benefit.”
Lu Bu withdrew his eyes and grabbed Fang Tian's painted halberd with his hand. Wisps of black breath were pulled out from Fang Tian's painted halberd and turned into a black air ball in his hand.
The next moment, Fang Tian's painted halberd had disappeared from his hand.
"It's...tired."
Fang Fan was a little dumbfounded when he saw this.
"I understand, Li Yang, if you have nothing to do, just take them there.
Hand over the requirements and standards for weapons and armor. Well, let’s increase the materials by half a standard. If my dad has time, let my dad do it himself instead of leaving it to his precious apprentice to practice."
"yes."
Li Yang nodded, and Fang Fan looked at Zhao Yun again, pondered for a moment and then spoke out.
"General Zhao, let's go too. Last time I saw General Zhao's sword was just average."
Zhao Yun turned around and said to Li Yang before he could recover.
"Follow the innate standards. It was a personal gift from me."
"Human King, thank you very much, but I don't..."
"Hey, what's the ink mark? Come on, come on, don't waste my time. It's just a magic weapon. Just take it if it's given to you. Don't you still think that the human king can't afford it?"
Lu Bu frowned, grabbed Zhao Yun's shoulders and dragged him away. As soon as he interrupted him, Zhao Yun suddenly choked on his words and could not speak.
Fang Fan smiled when he saw this, watching Lu Bu lead Zhao Yun out, then turned around and patted Li Yang on the shoulder.
