After dinner, Ying Ruoyan took Tang Qianqian and Ou Ye to the guest room.

During this period of reconstruction, some of the houses have been repaired, at least the injuries and illnesses no longer have to continue to make do in temporary tents.

Tang Qianqian and Ou Ye were guests from afar, and they also helped Huangchen a lot, so Ying Ruoyan deliberately vacated the two most spacious side by side rooms for them.

Fang Ran himself still lives in a tent, according to his statement: "I work hard, I don't have a home all day, and it's useless to keep the house, so I'll wait until my brothers have moved." ”

In fact, he either toiled outside all day long, or went up to the mountain to practice on his own when he was free, and the tent rarely stayed inside.

Tonight, too, Fang Ran floated to the top of the hill and overlooked the camp that had been deserted for a while.

Contrary to the initial dilapidated and uneasy people's hearts, the current Huangchen has been rebuilt little by little according to Fang Ran's plan.

The outermost façade is erected, and the outside is a layer of rejection. At intervals on the exterior walls, there are lookouts echoing each other. Any lookout tower can bring at least two neighbors into view and watch each other to avoid being pulled out one by one by stealth enemies.

The training camp is inside the outer wall, and there is a large open space for martial arts in the middle.

Further inside, there are various other areas. In some places, permanent wooden and stone houses have been built, while in others they are still being built, and the area of the shabby-looking tents that looked shabby at the beginning is shrinking little by little.

The various zones were well divided, and the roads were widened enough to accommodate two carriages in parallel.

Fang Ran's gaze slid around the perimeter of the camp, and what he was inspecting was the location where the Separation Talisman was buried.

He originally planned that if the Seven Absolute Sons attacked this time, to the point where it was difficult to resist, he would let Zhuo Mo activate the Separation Talisman Array, and everyone retreated into the camp, and then directly induce another spirit flash in the wilderness, just like he did when he first came to this world.

However, now that the Seven Peerless Sons have retreated, and the spiritual power turbulence around the camp has not yet been disturbed, there is no need for this circle of severance talisman arrays to activate too early for the time being.

"The sword intent of the stone cave, and the fact that I can directly breathe out the spiritual power on the field of Yuanmo, as well as Huangchen, have also received the help of the Tang family. It doesn't matter if you see these things. If you retreat today, the next time you encounter it, you will only face a Fang Ran who is even stronger than you are now. I hope you don't regret it. ”

Rumble!

On the top of the mountain, a vortex of spiritual power rose into the sky.

The distance from the camp to the top of the mountain, although it has far exceeded the limit of ordinary people's eyesight, it can't hide a strong person like Ou Ye.

The veteran powerhouse raised his head, through the wall, across the vast distance, and cast a gaze towards the place where he sensed the disturbance of spiritual power inside, and then laughed at himself, lay back on the bed, closed his eyes and began to sleep.

Fang Ran felt the fullness of every cell in his body being refilled with spiritual power, and also watched the ink of the Heavenly Machine Roulette rotate silently.

From the first time I saw the Tianji Roulette Wheel to the present, those ink lines have changed from hazy at the beginning to clearly visible later. Fang Ran could also see that as he spit out again and again, some fine inkblots also appeared out of thin air, added to the Heavenly Machine Roulette Wheel, and then grew little by little into the same appearance as the rest of the ink.

These newly added ink lines have brought Fang Ran a more powerful analytical ability.

Today's battle is the first test of the knife.

All the spiritual power flows within a hundred zhang radius, as well as the action predictions of a three-step martial arts powerhouse, were all analyzed in a short period of time, and finally condensed into Fang Ran's amazing sword.

"The parsing efficiency has almost doubled...... It's not in vain that the roulette wheel of heaven can burn spiritual power so much. But in the future, it may not be possible to continue to waste so much. The planned meridian repair requires about 400 million units of spiritual power, and it was hard to accumulate more than 100,000 units before, and it was burned clean in minutes...... If only I could give me some time to spend some time in the wilderness and save up for a while. After all the meridians are repaired, at least there will be no worries about the body. ”

Fang Ran clenched his thin fist.

This punch has more than a thousand catties of strength, but the meridians below are still completely blocked.

The meridians are completely blocked, and in many cases, it means that there is no way to communicate with the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

Both the Heavenly Machine Roulette and the River Trail can bypass this restriction, but Fang Ran himself doesn't know if such a winding method will leave any sequelae in the end.

In his previous life, he was a code farmer, which made him have extraordinary caution and caution when facing this kind of problem.

"Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power ......" Fang Ran raised his right hand, and a wisp of spiritual power passed through his fingertips, and more penetrated directly from his skin, and then accumulated in his body.

As soon as you exhale and breathe, there is a small whirlwind.

As soon as his fingers moved, a small cyan jade flute appeared in Fang Ran's hand.

This is the Imperial Soul Flute of the Marquis of Canglu.

Fang Ran crushed Cangluhou's entire person into powder with a single sword, and all his weapons and self-defense things were all turned into ashes, but only this one soul flute remained.

"It's just the right length, and it's sturdy enough. Fang Ran muttered, holding the flute in his right hand and dancing a sword flower.

The flute swept through the turbulence of spiritual power, and the spiritual power passed through the holes of the flute, emitting a wonderful melody of needles.

After pondering for a moment, Fang Ran raised the flute to the level of his gaze, and then: "Modeling, analyzing!"

A delicate ink-colored pop-up window appeared: "Parsing Progress: 20 percent...... Ninety-five ......"

"Huh, this thing parses up so quickly?"

Fang Ran has analyzed a lot of things, from the ancient scrolls of river tracing to the small groan to the tabula rasa, all the way to the extremely hard stones on the ground.

Nothing parses so fast.

"Parsing is complete and the data has been returned. ”

Before the first pop-up window was crossed, the second pop-up window had already jumped out, followed by a page of analysis report.

Fang Ran looked at the data on the report, and the expression on his face was extremely exciting.

It's not that the data is so shocking, on the contrary, the content of the analysis report is very simple:

Ingredients, Qingluan jade.

Item name, Qingluan flute.

Nope.

Even a stone on the ground can decipher more things than this flute.

"What is Qingluan Jade? Qingluan Flute? Isn't it called the Imperial Soul Flute? That's it, you can control the divine soul, and it's worthy of the spiritual power you burned......

Fang Ran could see it clearly, when Cangluhou controlled the blue-eyed lion and tiger beast, he relied on this flute. And the thirty blood puppets, the mutation was also caused by this flute.

The scene at that time was also specially analyzed by Fang Ran. The strange fluctuations produced when the Marquis of Canglu struck the flute are indeed not necessarily related to the Marquis of Canglu himself.

The rhythm of his tapping, in Fang Ran's opinion, was just a very simple password, and the analogy was just like the Moss code used in Fang Ran's impression when sending telegrams.

Carefully looking at the ordinary-looking flute in his hand, he snapped his fingers.

Syllable.

A moment later, the whiteboard meandered out of the cracks in the mountain.

"What about the blue-eyed liger?" Fang Ran asked.

The whiteboard obediently raised its tail, and the one with the tail curled was the surviving blue-eyed liger.

This fierce beast, which had not been able to survive before, was hanging in the air at this moment, wilting, and after seeing Fang Ran, it roared weakly.

Boom!

The tabula rasa rounded its tail and slapped the beast on the ground.

Fang Ran now knew why the blue-eyed lion tiger beast was like this.

Da-da, da-da.

Fang Ran imitated the rhythm of Cangluhou's percussion, but did not knock on the Qingluan flute, but just knocked on a boulder beside him.

The blue-eyed liger beast looked at Fang Ran's movements blankly, it wanted to roar, but it should have been the whiteboard just now that left a heavy psychological shadow on it, and it just bared its teeth.

The whiteboard originally wanted to do it again, but was stopped by Fang Ran.

He could see that the whiteboard just thought it was fun to have something wrapped around his tail.

Fang Ran struck the Qingluan flute with the same rhythm again, and this time, the wild and untamable gaze of the blue-eyed lion tiger beast suddenly became tame, and he bowed down.

When he put away his flute and freed his hands, the beast's gaze returned to its wildness.

"Interesting...... It's a bother, though. ”

Fang Ran motioned for the whiteboard to put down the blue-eyed liger beast, and then took out his palm like electricity, pressing it on the forehead of this fierce beast, and a divine thought was transformed by the heavenly machine roulette wheel and crossed into the soul of the blue-eyed lion and tiger beast.

"Surrender, or die. ”

Xiao Yan rushed out of Fang Ran's hair extremely cooperatively: "Woo woo!"

The fierce eyes of the blue-eyed lion tiger beast flashed, and it looked at Xiao Yan, and then at Fang Ran.

The whiteboard slammed its tail impatiently on the cliff wall next to it, collapsing a large piece of rubble, and even the mountain seemed to tremble.

Then the blue-eyed liger decisively chose to give in.

Fang Ran nodded approvingly and pointed at the white snake: "This is your whiteboard brother." He pointed to the little wwish on the top of his head, "This is your boss." Finally, he pointed to himself and made a summary, "Follow us, the future is limitless." The five words of the blue-eyed lion and tiger beast are too long, and you will be called Bihu in the future. ”

"Roar?"

"Don't you want to be called Bihu?

"Roaring ......"

"It's not going to be so happy. Whiteboard, Bihu will be your own tiger in the future, don't bully it. ”

The whiteboard nodded flatteringly, glanced at Bihu out of the corner of his eye, and spit out the letter.

Everything was arranged, Fang Ran turned around, looked at the night behind him, and said, "Your Excellency has been watching from the side for a long time, is it friend or foe, but you came out to say something?"

In the night, there was an unnatural twist for a moment, and then a man in black clothes and black hats appeared.

He just stood in mid-air suspended in the air, and the raging spiritual storm was completely ignored by him.

Fang Ran tried to use the Heavenly Machine Roulette to analyze this uninvited guest, but the consumption of spiritual power for only a moment exceeded Fang Ran's expectations, forcing him to stop the analysis process.

Strong, incomparably strong! It's definitely not the strong that Fang Ran can deal with now!

"What do you call Your Excellency?" Fang Ran asked tentatively. He thought to himself, "Since you didn't make a move at the beginning, it doesn't seem like you're looking for trouble......

"Huangchen Chamber of Commerce, do you want to do business?" The voice of the man in black was hazy, and for a moment it was impossible to distinguish the direction of the voice, let alone hear the characteristics of the voice.

Fang Ran cautiously looked at the man in black and asked, "Your Excellency's strength must be countless higher than mine, what is there that Your Excellency can't get, but you have to buy from Huangchen? Or what do you want to sell to Huangchen? The current Huangchen can't take out many silver taels or spirit stones." ”

"To do, or not to do?" the man in black asked again, but he couldn't hear any mood fluctuations, so he just wanted to get a positive or negative answer from Fang Ran.

Fang Ran nodded: "As long as it's a good deal, do it." Thinking of Ou Ye's words again, he added, "However, if you want to trade with your life, Huangchen can't eat it." ”

"Xuanmen has always been fair in doing business. ”

"Xuanmen?" Fang Ran's memory did not have this term. But it sounds majestic.

"That's right, Xuanmen. Do all kinds of business and trade, a piece of spirit stone, a piece of broken charm, a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and 10,000-year-old ginseng, kill someone, destroy a sect or something, these trades are all done. ”

Fang Ran was speechless, thinking to himself that with this messy classification, your technicians must be tempted to hack the product manager to death. He asked, "What kind of deal, tell me about it?"

He reverted to his previous grinning appearance, thinking, anyway, you came to the door to do business with me, why should I be cautious?

"You're going to the Heavenly Thunder Gate?"

"Not bad. Fang Ran raised his eyebrows. He wasn't surprised that he knew what he was going to do next. With such strength, the power behind it must be not small, and with the movement of his fingers, Arachen and others will have no secrets to speak of.

What he was puzzled about was that he wanted to break into the Heavenly Thunder Gate, and he could bother this kind of bluffing-sounding force and send someone to go to this kind of thing.

Whether it is the Heavenly Thunder Gate or the Wild Age, it seems that it is not yet to the point where it can fall into the eye of the right method.

It's not that I'm contemptuous, but I just put myself in the shoes of two ants on the side of the road fighting to the death, why should people passing by pay special attention?

The man in black ignored Fang Ran's raised eyebrows, and asked himself, "Are you interested in the Thunder Channeling Technique?"

"Thunder Channeling Technique, Dao Scripture Cultivated by Lei Tong Thunder Guan?" Fang Ran exclaimed.

At the dinner, Ou Ye just talked about the trick of leading thunder, and now someone is coming to the door?

He didn't doubt Ou Ye, after all, the old man didn't have to harm him. Obviously, the information that the man in black in front of him had was much more detailed than that of Ou Ye.

"Not bad. It's the trick you talked about. The man in black generously admitted the fact that he had overheard Fang Ran and Ou Ye's conversation.

Fang Ran was helpless, shook his head, and refused: "The Dao Classics of the Dao Cultivation Method, Huangchen can't afford it. ”

He knew what a thunderbolt trick meant to him.

He is considered to be three steps, but he is facing two or four steps of thunder. No matter how arrogant a person is, he will not think that under this disparity in strength, there is still any chance of winning.

The Guiding Thunder Technique is the Taoist canon for the two of them to break through the four steps of cultivation, which means that as long as they have the Guiding Thunder Technique, Fang Ran will be able to know the characteristics of the exercises of the two of them.

Further, if you analyze it with the Heavenly Machine Roulette, even if you can't use it if you don't cultivate enough, you can know all the mysteries, all the flaws, and even all the flaws in the lightning channeling technique.

An opponent who has no secrets at all is much easier to deal with than an opponent who is full of mysteries and unknowns.

This kind of charcoal in the snow is something he wants, but he knows very well that it also means a price that is so high that he absolutely cannot even afford it.

The man in black looked at Fang Ran through the mantle cloth hanging from his hat, grinned, and said, "No money." ”