There are two super powerful people who can call us, but they have no contact information. Are you angry or not?
Really, at this moment, Zhang Fan really wanted to kill himself.
Isn’t this a trap for yourself?
"What's wrong? Why does your face suddenly look bad?" Ma Wei suddenly asked.
"Hahaha!" Zhang Fan's mouth twitched and he stared at Ma Wei coldly.
If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!
So, the question arises, what should you do if you meet someone who has become determined by the scale?
Roundabout tactics?
still????
My head hurts!
One month, one month to go, there will definitely be a way!
Zhang Fan began to think hard.
Just like what Ma Wei just said, those sect leaders and palace masters are determined to form an alliance with the Dark Palace!
His existence must be a roadblock!
These big forces will definitely try their best to kill them when they encounter obstacles.
What's more, he is the kind of stumbling block that can be eliminated without any effort.
What can Lun Hai Ninth Level do?
In front of those sects, they are nothing!
I feel uncomfortable and want to cry!
The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel!
"Sister, prepare some medicinal materials for me. I want to practice elixirs!" Zhang Fan said.
Now I am completely destitute!
There is no spiritual stone, not even a low-grade spiritual stone.
There are a lot of spiritual crystals, but now Rin says they can't move them!
I used a lot of spiritual liquid when I forced a breakthrough in the ruins last time.
If you use it again, you will hurt those peach trees!
What else can I do! I can only become a tool man to make money!
"Mawei, come on." Murong Xiaoxiao said.
After all, Death Island is not Tianshan, and she can't use any of it.
"Ah?" Ma Wei suddenly froze.
The next moment, Ma Wei's face twisted.
Wancao, yes!
Zhang Fan, a bitch, is actually an alchemist!
Hurry!
This bitch, if you don’t act like your own elixir master, will you come to compete with us sword cultivators for jobs!
You are a real dog!
"Give me the list." Ma Wei said weakly.
At this moment, he really didn't want to talk to Zhang Fan.
Very angry!
"Right away!" Zhang Fan took out paper and pen from the warehouse and wrote a lot.
Medicinal materials for body tempering pills and healing pills!
"How many copies do you want?" Ma Wei asked.
How many servings?
Let me do the math!
A portion of medicinal materials can be used to refine approximately fifty pills!
"Let's each order tens of millions of copies first," Zhang Fan said.
"What? What did you say?" Ma Wei jumped up immediately, staring at Zhang Fan with his eyes.
Are you here to touch porcelain?
Two 10 million copies?
Brother, you came to our Death Island just to deceive me about medicinal materials, right?
Twenty million parts of medicinal materials, medicinal materials for healing pills, ten parts of a spiritual stone.
Body Tempering Pill, two parts for one spirit stone.
How much does this cost?
Hey, it doesn’t seem like much!
Zhang Fan, this piece of shit, seemed to have sold tens of millions of spiritual stones just by selling fried rice when he was at the ruins.
Hold!
Why is this bitch such a bitch?
The sword is incredible!
He is also an alchemist!
Still fucking rich!
"I'll go find my master right now, you wait." Ma Wei said.
But the next moment, Ma Wei said: "Come with me, we can just go shopping."
"Okay!" Zhang Fan nodded.
Anyway, I am free now!
"Some things have been unearthed in the ruins recently. They are quite good. If you need anything, we Baoling Pavilion insiders will have priority at the same price." Ma Wei said.
Hearing this, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up.
Priority, this is okay!
"Let's go, let's pick up the things we missed." Zhang Fan was excited.
But soon, Zhang Fan's face turned green!
Damn it, no money!
In an instant, Zhang Fan's whole body felt bad.
If you don’t have money, why go to an auction? Go shopping!
"Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you?" Ma Wei looked at Zhang Fan, whose expression was changing unpredictably, with confusion on his face.
Come on, we haven’t seen each other for several months. Has Zhang Fan become some kind of pervert?
Is this the price of becoming stronger?
"If you don't understand, don't ask!" Zhang Fan said with a dark face.
Heartbroken!
Soon, Zhang Fan saw Baoling Pavilion!
Very impressive!
It can be said that it is magnificent and magnificent!
However, for Zhang Fan, it was of no use.
Zhang Fan was not in the mood at all due to the multiple critical blows he had dealt to himself.
At this moment, all I can think about is how to get Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan back.
This is the most important thing!
Everything else is just clouds!
"President Fu Ming, we welcome you from afar, but we welcome you from afar!" An extremely excited voice suddenly sounded.
The one who spoke was none other than Zhang Nan, whom Zhang Fan had met before!
Ma Wei’s master!
Fu Ming?
Zhang Fan turned his head and looked at Fu Ming, who was walking slowly in the distance, his eyes flashing fiercely.
Vice President of the Elixir Association, are you here to open the ruins again?
Does he know that there are old things in the ruins waiting for someone with extraordinary talent to seize his body?
Do other sects and forces know about it?
Will they beat Fu Ming to death if they find out?
"Get out of here, stand at the door and go to the backyard to help." Zhang Nan came over and gave Ma Wei a slap in the face.
"Xiao Xiao, you can play by yourself, I really don't have time now." Zhang Nan said and ran towards Fu Ming!
"President Fu Ming, please tell me in advance that all VIP rooms have been taken away," Zhang Nan said.
Now, because of the recruitment of brides in the Dark Palace, it can be said that all the attention of all the mountains and seas is focused on this.
There is an endless stream of people coming.
Moreover, they are all masters with status!
He couldn't afford to offend anyone.
Now that Fu Ming suddenly came to kill him, he was really worried.
There is no way to entertain them!
The vice president of the Alchemist Association, sitting in the lobby? What does this sound like!
However, he couldn't afford to offend those people in the VIP room.
"It's okay, I'm just here for a stroll!" Fu Ming said.
At the same time, his eyes fell on Zhang Fan.
Oh, Lun Hai has reached the ninth level, and his strength has improved a bit quickly.
Not doing your job properly!
He's obviously an alchemist, but he's going to be a hammer swordsman!
Wouldn’t it be nice to make money by sitting in an office every day and refining elixirs?
If you have to run around every day, what if you get hacked to death?
This time he came to Death Island, but he was actually chopped down by Long Aotian.
Because Zhang Fan is here!
Long Aotian knew about Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan.
After all, there was a lot of trouble in Kyoto because of Shangguan Wan'er's incident.
Therefore, Long Aotian knew very well why Zhang Fan came to Death Island.
Although Zhang Fan now has a strong master, can the old monsters in the ruins stay in the outside world often?
Impossible!
Moreover, Long Aotian is really afraid of Zhang Fan's trouble-making ability!
This is an existence that will make you feel uncomfortable even if you don't want to die. Can you stop people from watching it?
What if you really want to die...
As for Long Aotian, there is no way he can bring the Dragon Guard clan here.
Hundreds of powerful people will attract the attention of others and may even have counterproductive effects.
Therefore, Fu Minglai is the most suitable candidate.
The Vice President of the Alchemist Association, even some superpowers must weigh it!
Alchemist Association, who wouldn’t give me some face?
Moreover, when Fu Ming comes over, he can also teach Zhang Fandan some of the above things.
A large number of ruins fell, and Long Aotian smelled a very strange smell from them.
Even if he breaks through to Domain Master, he still feels that it is not enough.
Even just the existence of cannon fodder.
For example, Zhang Fan's master came out of the ruins.
At least there is the ultimate realm of life and death.
How many such existences are there in the ruins?
Not yet known!
Zhang Fan's current strength is really too weak.
Not even cannon fodder!
Therefore, it is better to follow Fu Ming and join the Alchemist Association and become an alchemist honestly.
Alchemist, even in troubled times, just by virtue of this identity, he is a gold medal to avoid death!
Therefore, it is most stable to let Fu Ming come.
"I've met President Fu Ming!" Murong Xiaoxiao and Ma Wei's eyes looked extremely strange at this time.
They knew that Fu Ming was Senior Brother Zhang Fan.
That was done by Fu Ming and Long Aotian in person.
"Haha! Children, there are some things you shouldn't say nonsense." Fu Ming glanced at Ma Wei and Murong Xiaoxiao and reminded them.
For example, Long Aotian and he are senior brothers.
Last time, Long Aotian brought so many people to kill people. If others knew about their relationship, he would probably be stared at by many people.
Being stared at is the most uncomfortable thing.
He still wants to fish in troubled waters!
"Little bastard, you don't know President Fu Ming, get out of here!" Zhang Nan raised his leg and kicked Ma Wei away.
Do you think you can compete with Murong Xiaoxiao?
Murong Xiaoxiao's father is the steward of the Tianshan branch of Baoling Pavilion.
His father is a strong man of the ninth level of destiny.
I'm just at the ninth level of transformation!
Moreover, I am just an errand boy here, so you should follow my example!
!!!
Ma Wei's face turned green.
Why am I not worthy?
Fu Ming is Zhang Fan's senior brother, and I am Zhang Fan's brother. Why am I not worthy?
When I get the chance in the future, I will scare you to death if I tell you.
He didn't tell Zhang Nan about the relationship between Fu Ming and Zhang Fan.
This matter was ordered by Murong Pei.
Ma Wei knew Murong Pei's importance. Moreover, he didn't want more people to know about Fu Ming's words just now.
"Brother Zhang, let's go in!" Ma Wei pulled Zhang Fan's arm and snorted coldly at Zhang Nan.
This look scared Zhang Fan to the point of peeing.
Wancao, what do you mean by your humming?
Are you afraid you're not a gay?
Walking into Baoling Pavilion, Murong Xiaoxiao's eyes flickered.
Why didn't Zhang Fan follow Fu Ming to get medicinal materials?
You know, the Alchemist Association has the most medicinal materials.
The cost of internal members is also pitifully low.
After all, everyone eats this bowl of rice.
Is this the same as buying medicinal materials from Baoling Pavilion? What does it mean?
At this moment, Murong Xiaoxiao was a little confused!
"Little girl, why do you have time to come to the Island of Death? Are you still single?" A thin, middle-aged man walked over quickly.
Murong Xiaoxiao glanced at it and immediately laughed: "Hello, Uncle Zhou."
Immediately, Murong Xiaoxiao introduced to Zhang Fan: "This is the Pavilion Master of our Death Island Branch Pavilion of Baoling Pavilion, Pavilion Master Zhou Sheng."
"Hello, Pavilion Master Zhou!" Zhang Fan said, cupping his fists.
"Haha!" Zhou Sheng continued without looking at Zhang Fan: "The cabinet cannot bring outsiders in."
Murong Xiaoxiao stuck out his tongue: "No, Zhang Fan is also from our Baoling Pavilion."
"Zhang Fan? Is this the Zhang Fan who used the Body Tempering Pill and the Healing Pill last time?" At this moment, Zhou Sheng's eyes suddenly fell on Zhang Fan, with a look of shock on his face!
Wocao, is this the guy who saturated the body tempering pellets and healing pellets from all over the world for more than half a year?
So young? Are you lying to me?
As the master of the Death Island Branch Pavilion of Baoling Pavilion, Zhou Sheng still has a good eye.
Zhang Fan's age is definitely no more than twenty-five!
A twenty-five-year-old second-grade alchemist?
The strength of Lun Hai Jiuzhong?
This is a bit scary!
"Little friend Zhang Fan, I've heard of him for a long time!" Zhou Sheng said with a smile, which was completely different from his previous indifferent attitude!
"Pavilion Master Zhou has defeated this young man." Zhang Fan smiled awkwardly.
A strong man with the eighth level of destiny! Have you heard of his name for a long time?
Are you kidding me?
Are you afraid you want to hit me?
"Don't be modest, we nineteen pavilion masters have all heard of your name. Do you have any more pills? I will definitely give you a higher price than that reckless man Murong Pei." Zhou Sheng said with a smile.
Tens of millions of elixirs were produced at one time, even low-grade elixirs such as Healing Pills and Body Tempering Pills were very astonishing.
You must know that this represents Zhang Fan personally, not a certain force.
Even the Alchemy Masters Association cannot produce tens of millions of elixirs at one time.
It's so easy for an alchemist to make elixirs.
Low-grade elixirs like this are basically refined by low-level elixir masters.
Not to mention the low success rate, the grade is not good!
It's not like Zhang Fan's pill last time!
Last time, Murong Pei relied on that huge wave of pills, but it took a long time!
"Uncle Zhou, if you poach someone in front of me, I will tell my dad." Murong Xiaoxiao said with a smile.
Poaching?
How is that possible!
I'll let my dad beat you back!
"Little girl, you are not cute anymore. We are all from Baoling Pavilion. Why are you poaching?" Zhou Sheng laughed.
Hey, I can dig this corner!
In addition to not daring to dig in front of your father, you little girl, do you know what social evil is?
"Little friend Zhang Fan, let's go, let me take you to visit our cabinet! This time, many treasures have been unearthed." Zhou Sheng said.
Immediately, Zhou Sheng said to Ma Wei: "Take Xiaoxiao to go shopping somewhere else."
"Uncle Zhou, I'm not going! My dad said that if you bring Zhang Fan to your Death Island, you must not leave Zhang Fan! He is our cash cow in Tianshan." Murong Xiaoxiao hugged Zhang Fan's arm and smiled.
Zhou Sheng and Murong Pei told her that among the nineteen pavilion masters of Baoling Pavilion, he was the most insidious and cunning one.
Known as Lao Yin B!
Zhang Fan was out of sight for absolutely no seconds!
"Haha! That guy of yours is really petty. If you come to my territory, can I let little friend Zhang Fan get into trouble? Although I only have the eighth level of destiny, my fighting power is no weaker than your father's ninth level of destiny.
After all, I am also a soldier!" Zhou Sheng laughed.
"Oh! Then I'll ask my dad to come over and let you compete!" Murong Xiaoxiao narrowed his eyes and smiled with two dimples!
Zhou Sheng's eyes instantly turned resentful: "You are really not as cute as you were when you were a kid."
It's only been a few years now, and the little girl from yesteryear is actually capable of playing tricks.
Time is really a butcher's knife.
"Hehehe!" Murong Xiaoxiao stuck out his tongue!
How about the soldiers?
It’s not like I was beaten into panda eyes by my father!
Zhou Sheng ignored Murong Xiaoxiao, walked into the room with Zhang Fan, and introduced him intimately.
To be honest, before, Zhou Sheng was just jealous of the many pills that the guy named 'Zhang Fan' could get!
But now, after meeting Zhang Fan, Zhou Sheng felt that Zhang Fan would secretly shock everyone in the future.
Less than twenty-five years old, the ninth level of the wheel and sea!
He is also a second-grade alchemist!
This is really genius!
Zhou Sheng has always liked geniuses.
You have to find an opportunity to dig it out!
"Little friend Zhang Fan, look, this is the elixir recipe dug out from the ruins!" Zhou Sheng pointed to a crystal box in the display cabinet next to him and said with squinted eyes.
You must know that for alchemists, elixirs are always the most precious.
Without elixir, there is no elixir!
And the elixirs in the ruins are especially precious!
Although this elixir recipe is only a third-grade elixir recipe, it definitely has great appeal to elixir masters.
Especially a second-grade alchemist like Zhang Fan.
"Oh!" Zhang Fan didn't even raise his eyelids.
Third grade elixir recipe?
It’s of no use!
There are all sixth-grade ones in my warehouse.
In an instant, Zhou Sheng's eyes narrowed again.
Oh, you don’t even raise your eyelids for the third-grade elixir recipe?
Okay, then I'll change something.
In an instant, Zhou Sheng led Zhang Fan a few steps and came to an alchemy furnace and said, "Little friend Zhang Fan, what do you think of this alchemy furnace? This is a second-grade alchemy furnace. It is used to refine elixirs. It can at least be used." Until you become a fifth-grade alchemist."
Zhang Fan raised his head and the corners of his mouth twitched!
Dan furnace?
This thing is very troublesome!
It's good for me to use the medicine furnace now. If the medicine furnace is not enough in the future, I can refine the pill furnace myself.
No matter how good the alchemy furnaces outside are, it would be better to have your own tailor-made alchemy furnace.
Moreover, if I become a fifth-grade elixir pharmacist, I will definitely use a fifth-grade elixir furnace.
Seeing this scene, Murong Xiaoxiao almost laughed like crazy.
You want to poach Zhang Fan with just this rubbish? Are you dreaming!
This guy Zhang Fan can also refine weapons!
Moreover, how much is a second-grade alchemy furnace worth?
Just hundreds of thousands of spirit stones!
Zhang Fan, who makes tens of millions of dollars every minute, can't afford it?
You must be kidding me!
Zhou Sheng, on the other hand, had some doubts about life.
What a good boy, you have seen the world! You can’t even look down on a second-grade alchemy furnace?
"Little friend Zhang Fan, look at this, a Xuan-level low-level sword skill worth eight million spirit stones!" Zhou Sheng pointed at a book of sword skills and said.
It was at this moment that Ma Wei's eyes suddenly lit up.
But soon, Ma Wei looked at Zhang Fan, and Zhang Fan's previous sword suddenly sounded in his mind.
That sword seems to be a sword skill.
Moreover, it seems to be of very high quality.
As for Zhang Fan, his eyes suddenly flashed: "A low-level Xuan-level sword skill is worth eight million?"
In an instant, Zhou Sheng smiled.
Hey, are you interested in sword skills?
There's drama!
"It's given to you for free!" Zhou Sheng said generously.
Eight million is nothing to him! Small money! Small money!
"What do I need this for?" Zhang Fan asked in surprise.
"Ah?" Zhou Sheng was confused!
Wocao, aren't you interested in this? Don't you want it?
"I have a lot of sword skills here, and there are also many high-level Xuan-level ones. How much can I sell for one copy?" Zhang Fan said.
The swordmaniac taught him too many sword skills.
Not to mention those at the Xuan level, the Earth level, and the Heaven level!
As for Jingtian, Zhang Fan felt that he could at least be considered a god.
Those at the lower level of Xuan level are eight million! What about those at the middle level of Xuan level?
What about the ground floor ones?
Sword madman won't say anything about selling some rubbish sword skills, right?
However, at this moment, Zhou Sheng's eyes widened.
???
hat fuck?
Do you have Xuan-level advanced sword skills? There are many more? Do you want to sell them to me?
Lying on grass!
At this moment, Zhou Sheng wanted to slap himself.
We already have high-level Xuan-level martial arts, so why do we need low-level Xuan-level martial arts?
Damn it, my mentality is broken.
etc!
Did I ignore any keywords???
Wocao, wait a minute, is this guy Zhang Fan still a sword cultivator?
Damn it, I can’t!
Less than twenty-five years old, a sword cultivator at the ninth level of Lun Hai?
This is a big joke!
You know, Ma Wei, as the most outstanding swordsman in their Baoling Pavilion Death Island Branch, spent countless resources and was specially equipped with a master of the ninth level of Void Transformation. By the time he reached the ninth level of Lunhai, he was already twenty-six years old. ah.
Are you still carrying the identity of an alchemist?
Is this too much?
At this moment, Zhou Sheng was really in disbelief.
However, if it is not a sword cultivator, where does the sword skill come from?
You know, once you reach the Xuan level, both sword skills and martial arts are more precious.
Eight million spirit stones, this number is really not a small amount.
Even for some core disciples of the sect, eight million can be taken out as soon as possible.
"How many copies?" Zhang Fan asked.
"Advanced Xuan level, 19 million copies!" Zhou Sheng said in a deep voice, a pair of eyes bursting with a faint light.
I still don’t believe it, I can’t dig you out today.
"I still have earth-level sword skills here. If you want it, I will give it to you directly." Zhou Sheng said, staring at Zhang Fan with his eyes.
You know, Xuan level sword skills and Earth level sword skills are completely different concepts.
It can be said that one is in the sewer and the other is in the sky.
What a huge difference in real meaning.
Earth-level martial arts skills can be sold for billions!
One million, one billion! What a concept!
Earth-level sword skills can be considered a trump card even for strong men like them.
However, if a genius-level swordsman with the identity of an alchemist can really lure Zhang Fan over, it will be absolutely worth it!
Just being an alchemist means endless wealth.
Otherwise, how could he be willing to use earth-level sword skills?
This was a treasure he obtained by accident decades ago, and he never had the chance to take action.
Boy, be moved! Be moved!
I am a real coffin book!
Zhou Sheng stared at Zhang Fan, not daring to blink.
At this moment, Ma Wei was almost going crazy.
Earth level! Earth level martial arts!
He wants it!
I really want it!
Murong Xiaoxiao's expression also changed.
Earth level sword skills are really important.
Zhang Fan, as a sword cultivator, sword skills are definitely needed.
The ground level is definitely a trump card for Zhang Fan.
Zhou Sheng, this old yin, actually paid such a price? Are you crazy?
The coffin has been taken out. Aren't you afraid that no one will bury you if you die?
Danger Danger!
I have to call daddy! Beat this poaching old bastard to death!
At this time, Zhang Fan's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"How much does it cost for a land level?" Zhang Fan asked.
"At least three billion low-grade spiritual stones! At least!" Ma Wei grabbed his head with both hands, his eyes red.
Three billion! Lowest price!
If sword skills are suitable for a specific sword cultivator, even 30 billion is not too much.
"Three billion, so valuable." Zhang Fan muttered.
Seeing this, Zhou Sheng laughed.
Hehe, the boy is tempted.
However, the next moment, Zhang Fan muttered again: "It's so valuable, forget it, don't sell it, or you'll definitely get beaten!"
???
At this moment, the smile on Zhou Sheng's face suddenly solidified.
What the hell did you say?
Say it again!
Not for sale?
What's the meaning?
Please explain to me clearly, what do you mean by this?
Is it possible that you still have earth-level sword skills in your hands?
Don’t fucking tease me!
I almost lost my life to get this kind of thing.
"Hey, if you just sell a few local sword skills, you won't be discovered!" Zhang Fan touched his chin, hesitant!
At least three billion!
The price is a bit tempting!
Just sell a copy and still be a hammersmith.
Three billion is enough to open the door to countless trials.
Time is money!
How about we sell one secretly?
At this time, Zhou Sheng was almost going crazy.
???
How many? How many?
You fucking say it again?
This is an earth-level sword skill! This is basically too much for you.
Ahhhhhh!
And Ma Wei was completely stupid.
How many local sword skills does Zhang Fan have?
Does this piece of shit have a mine at home?
Alas alas, wait a moment, wait a moment! When we went to the ruins, the skeleton that took away Zhang Fan seemed to be a swordsman, right?
Thinking of this, Ma Wei cried.
How come the gap between any two people is so big?
Why does Zhang Fan have several local sword skills?
And I don’t even have a low-level Xuan level?
Murong Xiaoxiao, on the other hand, almost went crazy laughing.
Hahaha, Zhou Sheng, you must have miscalculated!
My stinky brother is not short of money! He is not bad of sword skills! You are stupid!
But while smiling, Murong's little tears started to flow.
My father, Murong Pei, only has one local level martial arts skill, and he hasn’t passed it on to me yet!
Woo woo woo...
"Forget it, forget it, I won't sell it anymore. If I get beaten, it will hurt me!" Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and whispered.
It would be really dangerous if you sell your sword skills and violate the taboo of a sword madman.
When a boss in the extreme realm of life and death gets angry, it only takes five steps to splatter blood!
I am definitely dead!
At this moment, Zhou Sheng's eyes were blood red.
"Little friend Zhang Fan, come to me and I will give you some training techniques! Intermediate level! Very strong!
If you come to our Baoling Pavilion, this cultivation method can be regarded as a greeting gift." Zhou Sheng stared at Zhang Fan and said.
Earth-level cultivation techniques are countless times more precious than earth-level sword skills.
After all, sword skills or martial arts are always moves and can be understood!
It can be said that it can be produced!
As for the cultivation techniques, it is extremely difficult for even a strong person who has transcended the realm of life and death to deduce them.
Moreover, it is something that all warriors, sword cultivators, and soldiers need to practice magic techniques.
Because practicing the magic formula is enough to determine the upper limit of a cultivator.
You may be able to cultivate to the realm of destiny by practicing the secrets of the Xuan level. However, if you change to the earth level, you can cultivate to the realm of domain master!
This is the difference!
At present, even the advanced Xuan-level cultivation techniques are extremely precious!
Let alone one from the ground level!
This thing, even if they are in the destiny realm, is something they must fight for.
He didn't believe it anymore, Zhang Fan was not tempted at all.
Looking at Zhou Sheng with red eyes, Murong Xiaoxiao was sure that this old yin had taken over.
Earth-level intermediate cultivation techniques?
Haha, risk your life!
You are dreaming!
His father, Murong Pei, had to survive a narrow escape to acquire the basic cultivation techniques of the earth level.
Don't look at it as there is only one level difference between the elementary level and the intermediate level.
However, the gap is definitely a world of difference.
Soon, Murong Xiaoxiao started laughing.
She had seen Zhang Fan's cultivation techniques before, and they were definitely far beyond the elementary level.
The earth-level intermediate level is far inferior!
Oh, I'm sorry, Uncle Zhou, you may be disappointed today.
It is very likely that Zhang Fan would not like the cultivation techniques of the intermediate earth level.
Hahahahaha!
"Pavilion Master Zhou, I have no virtue and incompetence, how can I come under your eyes? Oops, my stomach hurts. Pavilion Master Zhou, where is your toilet? I need to go to the toilet." Zhang Fan suddenly covered his stomach with a look of pain on his face.
Zhou Sheng's bright red eyes were undoubtedly bright.
It’s hard to refuse, even if it’s a tactful refusal, it might make Zhou Sheng go crazy.
It's better to escape to the toilet.
In this way, there are steps to go down!
The next moment, Zhang Fan pulled Ma Wei and ran: "Brother Wei, take me to the toilet, hurry, hurry, hurry."
Ma Wei's whole body was like a balloon, being pulled up and down by Zhang Fan and swinging up and down!
Seeing Zhang Fan's disappearing figure, Zhou Sheng's mind went blank.
???
Did this guy reject me?
Lying on grass!
Did I reject all the cultivation techniques for intermediate-level earth-level people?
Why? Why?
Do you look down on me?
You, a person with the ninth level of Wheel and Sea, look down on me, a warrior with the eighth level of Destiny?
I……
At this moment, Zhou Sheng was furious.
"Ahem, Uncle Zhou, calm down the fire. Drink more herbal tea to calm down the fire. This stinky brother of mine, you don't know, I spent a lot of effort to trick us into Tianshan." Murong Xiaoxiao sighed.
Hahaha, so cool!
You're just a cunt, and you still want to poach my people?
You are dreaming!
Humph, I brought someone to the Tianshan Mountains so easily that I couldn’t poach someone with earth-level sword skills and earth-level cultivation techniques. I’m just asking you, are you angry?
A little bit!
"Xiao Xiao, you are really becoming less and less cute." Zhou Sheng gritted his teeth and turned around to leave.
Murong Xiaoxiao, you are really annoying!
What about that little girl who could be deceived with a lollipop?
How could he not see that Zhang Fan's toilet escape was actually a rejection!
He couldn't understand why Zhang Fan refused without hesitation!
That is an intermediate-level cultivation technique!
Ahhhhh!
Looking at Zhou Sheng who was going crazy, Murong Xiaoxiao smiled.
He turned around and took out his cell phone.
"Dad, that old bastard Zhou Sheng has started poaching Zhang Fan. If you don't come over, Zhang Fan will run away."
Murong's small voice, although very small, still fell into Zhou Sheng's ears.
In an instant, Zhou Sheng clenched his fists.
"Murong Xiaoxiao, you are no longer the cute little princess in my heart."
"Murong Pei, you stinky idiot, what did you teach Murong Xiaoxiao! Old Yin B? You are going too far!"
At this moment, Zhang Fan was squatting at the foot of the auction hall, feeling a little scared.
Didn't Zhou Sheng chase after him?
He won't cut himself, right?
Sigh, you really can’t blame me. I really don’t need earth-level sword skills and earth-level cultivation techniques.
Can't you get me something I need?
For example, martial arts!
I'm missing this thing!
Show me some high-level martial arts, and I will definitely join your Death Island immediately!
Hey, Murong Xiaoxiao’s father seems to be a warrior!
He should have earth-level martial arts?
Well, go get it later! If you don’t want it, just run away!
Being a tool man is not for free.
Gotta collect money!
"Where did you come from, stupid dog? What are you doing squatting in the middle of the road? Are you looking for death if you block my way?"
Just when Zhang Fan made up his mind to ask Murong Pei for money, a cold voice suddenly came.
Ma Wei turned around, looked at the arrogant young man in front of him, and gave a thumbs up.