Wu Fan took out the sword obtained from Gu Liang Shijian, and when he saw the name engraved on it, it was called Wuji Soul Sword, and after releasing his true qi to excite, one hundred and twenty-eight inscriptions appeared, and he almost got out of his hand.

"The Wuji Sword, the inferior grade of the immortal weapon, after inspiring all the one hundred and twenty-eight inscriptions, weighs three thousand four hundred catties, and can increase its strength by sixty times. Fengyue Baojian prompted.

No wonder it's so heavy, it turned out to be a magic weapon of the lower grade of an immortal weapon! Wu Fan was not only too heavy to use, but even the true qi to be consumed was also very huge, which was not suitable. Therefore, Wu Fan still took out the Shocking Wind Sword and prepared to practice the sword.

Wu Fan naturally didn't know that an immortal-level treasure could be regarded as a treasure of some sects in the Qiming Continent, and it was a divine weapon that was not easily used out. It's a pity that his realm at this time can't be used, and he can't really exert the power of the immortal sword.

The Storm Sword is only a mortal-grade high-grade, with only three inscriptions, and the grade is obviously lower. Wu Fan immediately began to refine the weapon, and on the basis of the three inscriptions of the force system inscription, the wind system inscription, and the electricity system inscription, he burned fifteen more inscriptions, reaching the top grade of the earth weapon, and stopped after he could no longer continue refining and upgrading.

There are a total of seventy-two styles of Qingfeng immeasurable swordsmanship, and Wu Fan becomes more and more skilled the more he practices, and he feels that the swordsmanship contains incomparably profound mysteries, and the ghost-level techniques are really not so simple. I always stayed on the sword moves before, thinking that it was in line with the rules, even if I understood the essence of the sword technique, it seemed to be a big mistake.

Without the master to guide you on the side, you rely on your own exploration, and your entry is naturally slow. Where there is a will, there is a way, no matter how difficult the road ahead, we must move forward bravely. Wu Fan's heart is very determined.

Huang Shuigen and the others had already made breakfast and asked Wu Fan to eat together, and Wu Fan stopped practicing swords.

"Why don't you call the woman you took in last night and eat with you?" said Helena.

"Her realm is so high that it is frightening to death, she has already opened the valley, so she doesn't need to scream. Wu Fan said.

"Then you take her here, crazy, if you want to deal with us, won't we let her kill her?" Zhang Shiqin said with an anxious face.

"Don't worry, it may not be long before she recovers. Lao Zheng and I also met by accident, she was betrayed by her fiancé and went insane for a while. Wu Fan said.

"The wound on her head was still the medicine I helped her on, but luckily she didn't slap me at the time. Zhang Shiqin said fearfully.

Mentally disordered, he didn't even know how luck to heal his injuries when he was injured, which was really pitiful. Wu Fan pondered.

"I helped her change her clothes, her eyes were fixed on me, and my scalp was numb when I thought about it. Gu Xuanting said.

"Today is the last day off, and tomorrow we have to go to class normally, so I think we should go back." Helena suggested. Ma Su and Zhang Shiqin both said well, saying that they hadn't gone shopping for a long time.

Remembering that Guo Xiaoice's father Guo Youhua was still suffering from liver cirrhosis, Wu Fan asked Huang Shuigen to follow him and go back to Luogang. The two went out of Pangu Tears to Villa No. 8, and Huang Shuigen drove to Luogang in less than an hour.

In Guo Xiaoice's home, Guo Youhua is still in good spirits, because every other time, Wu Fan will use True Qi to heal him and recover, not to mention taking a one-pint Gathering Spirit Pill from time to time. After using the Phantom God Nirvana Flower, he could finally be cured, Wu Fan tore off a small piece of white petals, gave it to Guo Youhua, and poured true qi from his Baihui acupoint to help him refine it.

After half an hour of treatment, Guo Youhua was refreshed and fully recovered, and his liver was visible from the perspective, and there were no signs of cirrhosis.

"Uncle Guo should be completely fine, if you don't worry, it's best to go to a big hospital tomorrow for a recheck. Wu Fan explained.

Guo Mu and Guo Xiaoice were grateful and sent Wu Fan and the two out. Driving back to Villa 8, Wu Fan took Huang Shuigen back to Pangu in tears.

After breakfast on the second day, Wu Fan took everyone back to Villa 8.

Wu Fan's mobile phone was out of battery, and after charging some power, he turned it on, and received countless missed calls, text messages, and various messages. Shangguan Qinyu called several times, and even Cheng Qiuyun's call, as well as many nameless calls whose names were not saved, Wu Fan didn't bother to call back.

"When you go shopping, you can also bring water roots, he rarely goes to the streets, so it is better to buy some clothes for him. Wu Fan said.

"Okay, aren't you going out? Gu Xuanting said.

"Okay, give you the key, but take me to the high-speed rail station first. Wu Fan said and threw the key to Huang Shuigen's big run.

"You just came back and you're going to go far away?" Gu Xuanting said dissatisfied.

"I'm going to collect some debts, yes, last time that friend, I wanted to give away some property, is there no news?" Wu Fan asked.

"There is news, I have appointed an acquaintance, he is a lawyer, everything will be taken care of, rest assured. Gu Xuanting said.

In the earth's space, especially during the day, Wu Fan can't fly with a sword, otherwise it will be too scary. Now it is also very convenient to fly by high-speed rail, and it takes two or three hours at most to take the high-speed rail to another city hundreds of kilometers away.

During the disaster, some victims told Wu Fan some secret and valuable information, and Wu Fan also burned paper money for them, so it was safe to go to help them collect debts, and Wu Fan had no psychological pressure.

After buying a high-speed rail ticket on his mobile phone, Wu Fan arrived at the high-speed rail station, and more than three hours later, he was already in another city.

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wu entrusted me to come and say that some debts have not been dealt with. Wu Fan met one of the debtors in a café and got straight to the point.

"What? Lao Wu has been dead for many years, you are in vain!" the middle-aged man surnamed Wang changed color and said angrily.

"Don't be impatient, Mr. Wang, do you think I look like a person who collided with nothing? Everyone is a businessman, and I am talking about integrity. "Old God Wu Fan is in the way.

"I see that your hair has not grown, and you are still a businessman, let's say, which big guy is behind you. The cold eyes of the middle-aged man surnamed Wang seemed to kill Wu Fan.

"Once, the two of you went to Baifu Villa to prostitute together, and you had a black mole on your left buttocks, I wasn't wrong?!" Wu Fan smiled and said.

The middle-aged man surnamed Wang turned his head and pouted, and immediately, several big men in black suits put Wu Fan up and walked out. After Wu Fan was stuffed into a seven-seater business car, several big men also squeezed up, and a middle-aged man surnamed Wang then came out and got into another black luxury car, and the two cars sped away back and forth.

Wu Fan was taken to the office on the top floor of a building, where he was punched and kicked, but in Wu Fan it was like an itch.

"If you don't say who your boss is, you will regret it if you are thrown off the twentieth floor here. "The middle-aged man surnamed Wang is humane.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his words landed, Wu Fan opened his bow left and right, kicked a few times, and the leg bones of four or five big men shattered, and they fell to the ground and howled. Wu Fan lifted the boss surnamed Wang and threw him on the sofa, and Wu Fan also sat down next to him, wrapping his right hand around his neck.

"Why don't you always believe me? I'll show you something, but you can't tell anyone, and if you say anything, I'll make sure you're dead. Wu Fan said as he raised his left palm, palms facing the middle-aged man surnamed Wang.

The circular picture that appeared in Wu Fan's palm made the middle-aged man surnamed Wang feel distracted, but he had to look at it hard.

"Lao Wang, you can't hack my 20 million just because I'm not alive, can you? The picture is Lao Wu, an old friend surnamed Wang who has not seen a middle-aged man for many years.

"You, are you human or ghost?" said Lao Wang, whose face was pale with fright, and cold sweat flowed, trembling.

"Of course we are people, look at what Lao Wu looks like a ghost. Wu Fan said.

"I have entrusted this immortal to ask you to return that debt, at that time I said that I would have three points of interest, so many years, you have to get a lot, give this immortal, and this debt between you and me will be cancelled. "Lao Wu Dao in the picture.

"Okay, okay, I'll pay off my debts, don't come to me in the future. "Lao Wang is full of liver and gall, and he is busy.

"I'll give you my bank card number, even if it's a little less, I'll come back to you again. Wu Fan let go of Lao Wang, went to the desk to get a pen and paper, Wu Fan wrote down the bank card number, and handed it to Lao Wang. Lao Wang took it, and his eyes didn't dare to look at Wu Fan.

"Transfer money now, or wait?" Wu Fan asked.

"Right away, Accountant Li, tell Accountant Li to come right away. Lao Wang shouted in horror.

When the mobile phone received the text message that the bank card had arrived, Wu Fan saw that more than 50 million yuan had been received, and knew that Lao Wang had not given less, so he stood up and said goodbye.

"As for the driver, I want him to take me to the high-speed rail station. Wu Fan said.

Lao Wang didn't dare to slack off, arranged a driver, and finally sent Wu Fan, the plague god, off and slumped on the sofa.

While waiting for the train at the high-speed rail station, Wu Fan consulted the websites of some public welfare organizations, chose one that specializes in poverty alleviation and has the best reputation, and transferred more than 10 million yuan to his bank account.

Doing good deeds is an important basis for the first temple to assess the degree of a person's heart, Wu Fan has the heart to do more good deeds and accumulate blessings for himself.

There are still many entrusted debts, Wu Fan sees that it is too late and plans to collect them later. The various hidden treasures provided by some of the victims of the disaster will take time to recover, and the most valuable thing is the treasure clues provided by the deputy mayor Fang Damei, which cannot be delayed. Wu Fan rushed to the city he said, the foot of the back mountain of the factory.

After locking the entrance to the cave, Wu Fan cleaned up the rocks blocking the entrance of the cave, and it was effortless. After activating the night vision ability, Wu Fan saw the environment inside, which was almost consistent with what Sister Fang said, so he put his mind at ease.

In the depths of the cave, Wu Fan found another entrance.

Entering the cave, sure enough, there were more than a dozen wooden boxes, Wu Fan opened them one by one, and the antique calligraphy and paintings contained in them were all wrapped very carefully, moisture-proof and water-proof, and the other five boxes of gold ingots, each of which was heavy, should not be fake.

Wu Fan, along with the wooden box, put them into the wing room of Pangu's tears, and cleaned up the traces of things stored in the cave with one palm.

Back in the city, Wu Fan saw that it was dark, so he simply waited a little later to return to Gwangju, so he found a restaurant and had dinner casually.

Edgeworth flies, must be careful not to be discovered, Wu Fan took a taxi to the suburbs, took off in a no-man's land, and returned to Villa 8 in Gwangju after more than an hour.

Helena and the others went shopping until the night, just finished dinner, and were still chatting at the dinner table.

"Shuigen, the Mid-Autumn Festival didn't give you a festival fee, I'm sorry, this is the Mid-Autumn Festival's 30,000 festival fee, you accept it. Wu Fan handed a large bundle of big red banknotes to Huang Shuigendao.

"So many? Huang Shuigen repeatedly refused, and finally accepted it. In the past, he, like Wu Fan, had been living in a poor and remote mountain village, and when he saw so much money, he still gave it to himself, which was naturally pleasantly surprised.

Helena, Gu Xuanting, Zhong Kaimasu and others also received 30,000 yuan each, only Zhang Shiqin resigned twice because of her relationship with Wu Fan, and finally accepted it. Today, I went shopping, made a lot of purchases, spent a lot of money, and now I have income, and everyone is full of joy.

Huang Shuigen said that he wanted to cook noodles for Wu Fan, but Wu Fan said that he had eaten them, and returned to Pangu in tears with everyone.

Wu Fan was alone, going to the Great Hell of the First Palace, thinking that they should wait anxiously when they came to Lao Zheng.

"Brother Wu, look!" Wei Tao saw Wu Fan appear, walked over quickly, and raised a small piece of shiny things in his hand.

"Lingjing?have you found Lingjing?" Wu Fan looked left and right, and saw Dabai Xiaobai chirping happily and running towards him.

"They came back an hour ago, saw us, and fell. Old Zheng said.

"Then what are we waiting for, let's go immediately. Wu Fan said.