Three days passed in a flash, and to Qin Fan's surprise, Wu Jiyou and Yan Qingping both found Hanyuan grass for him, this kind of grass is really rare, even if it is the director of the martial arts association, the boss of the underground forces in Fuzhou, he only found two, but this is enough to cultivate supernatural powers.

Staying in the room, Qin Fan took out two cold source grasses.

The whole body is turquoise, and even a faint mist covers the blades of grass, condensing layers of ice mist.

The effect of the cold source grass is only effective within a week after it matures, coupled with the rarity, it is already very good to be able to get two plants, Qin Fan did not use ordinary martial artists to boil, boil, decoction, and other ordinary means to refine the medicinal effect of the cold source grass.

For him, this method is as if primitive man had just discovered fire, the most primitive and backward means.

Qin Fan's hands were sealed, and he hit a yellow talisman, and a Tai Chi Yin and Yang pattern appeared on the ground, about the size of a racket, emitting a faint yellow light.

This is the most basic refining method of Danzong, which directly refines the medicinal ingredients in the elixir for the body to absorb, but alchemy is more complicated and requires the use of a Ding furnace.

Put the two cold source grasses in the formation, and soon the two blue mist condensed into silk threads and were directly absorbed into Qin Fan's eyes.

Soon, a layer of ice mist appeared on his eyelids, and at the same time, the fire-based aura in his body slowly converged towards his eyes.

One is cold and the other is hot, one is the other.

Qin Fan only felt that his eyes were hot for a while, and he was cold and fierce, and his eyes were about to be crippled, his eyes were the weakest part of the human body, and that kind of pain was not something that ordinary people could bear.

But Qin Fan just frowned, he didn't mean to stop, the divine power is not so easy to practice, if he doesn't have a firm and unwavering heart to ask, even if he is not killed by the cruel cultivation realm, he will eventually fall in the Heavenly Tribulation.

Those who have been able to achieve great things in ancient times must go through hardships before they can succeed.

After a full three hours, Qin Fan finished his work and suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes seemed to have not changed much, but his left eye was a little red, but his right eye was blue.

"Divine powers are really not so easy to cultivate, fire elements and cold source grass are too rare, and more fire elements are needed to temper the eyes. Qin Fan sighed, but found that it was already dark, "Tonight seems to be the day of the martial arts association competition, since you have taken Wu Jiyou's Hanyuan grass, I will promise him to go." ”

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that the southern fist and the northern leg are clearly distinguished, and there are often many contradictions.

Especially Fuzhou and Changzhou, which happen to be the junction of the north and south, the martial artists of the two provinces have more frictions, and Sun Maddao's little grandson Sun Juesheng has the title of little overlord in Changzhou.

This time, he went to Fuzhou to make a big fuss, injured many of the seeded players of the martial arts hall, and he was ruthless, several of them were crippled by him, and the owners of various martial arts halls were hindered by his grandfather's strength, and they dared not speak out.

In the evening, a 'sparring session' was arranged in the underground boxing arena of the clubhouse, which could accommodate 2,000 spectators and was sold.

In fact, according to the rules of the martial arts world, it is enough to compete in the martial arts hall, but Sun Juesheng has to ask to come to the underground arena, the purpose is obvious, that is, to slap the face of the martial arts world in Fuzhou, and by the way, to make a name for himself in Fuzhou.

The organizers also simply played the slogan of 'Xiaobawang challenges Fuzhou martial arts', and sold tickets on a large scale, and before seven o'clock, the audience seats of the entire underground boxing match were crowded.

Three meters away from the ring, these carved wooden chairs are placed, and seasonal fruits are placed on the table, which belong to the VIP seats.

At this time, Hou Qianzheng, Elder Hu, Elder Ma, Elder Liu, Wu Jiyou and other directors of the martial arts association were all sitting in the front row, Hou Hui, Hu Bo, Ma Zhenyong, Liu Yao and others were standing in the back, and there were also the owners and core disciples of various martial arts halls under the other audience.

Although it is only a small character of Sun Juesheng who came to challenge the Fuzhou martial arts world, this also represents the duel and dignity of the northern and southern martial arts schools, and no one wants Sun Juesheng to win, otherwise the Fuzhou martial arts world will become the laughing stock of the southern faction.

At this moment, several bodyguards wearing black clothes and black pants walked to the front, and a middle-aged man with a flat head was clustered in the middle, Hou Hui saw the middle-aged man, immediately stood up, and said with a smile: "Gang Master Yan, you also have Yaxing to come over to watch the junior competition?"

"President Hou, you won't be unwelcome, right?" Yan Qingfeng said with a smile.

This underground boxing arena is the industry of the Qinglong Gang, and Yan Qingfeng has also recruited many martial artists under his hands, and the relationship with the martial arts faction is also good.

Hou Qianzheng said with a smile: "Gang Master Yan is willing to appreciate his face, he likes these juniors, how could I not welcome them." ”

After that, Yan Qingfeng sat down next to Hou Qianzheng, and the iron and blood with muscles like steel sat next to him, looking at the ring and not knowing what he was thinking.

Several elders are analyzing Sun Juesheng's martial arts and imparting experience to their grandchildren, if anyone can defeat Sun Juesheng, not only will they be able to save face in the Fuzhou martial arts world, but they will even be able to make a name for themselves in the Fuzhou martial arts world, which is also related to their own reputation.

Only Wu Jiyou and Yuan Xuejun had their eyes rolling around, and Yuan Xuejun said in a low voice: "Mr. Qin, I promised to come over, why haven't you come yet?"

"Mr. Qin will definitely come, don't worry. Wu Jiyou said in a low voice.

Hou Hui and Hu Bo, Ma Zhenyong, and Liu Yao didn't speak, what happened yesterday made everyone very unhappy with Hou Hui, obviously the son of the president of the Fuzhou Martial Arts Association, he actually ran to slap Liu Jinlian, even Ma Zhenyong was beaten by Sun Juesheng, Hou Hui didn't speak, this big brother simply disappointed everyone.

"President. ”

"President. ”

Several members of the Xiaotianhui came over and shouted respectfully to Hou Hui, among whom were Liu You, Guo Long and others.

Hou Qianzheng nodded and said, "I have arranged a place for you, sit over there." As he spoke, he pointed to the empty seat in the southwest.

Yan Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, pretended not to care, and said: "President Hou, Hou Gongzi's means are good, he has already gathered so many children of rich families under his command at a young age, it seems that I am really old." ”

Hou Qianzheng's eyelids jumped slightly, and he said implicitly: "The dog is just joking, and it is too far behind the Yan Gang Leader." ”

"Just because he dares to compare with our Blue Dragon Gang?" Iron Blood snorted coldly.

Hou Hui glanced at him, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Although the martial arts and the underworld do not offend each other, there are still many frictions occasionally, and now Hou Hui has established a small heavenly society to gather the children of the upper class, and when these people grow into the successors of the family in the future, they will form a very powerful force, and even add the energy of the martial arts world, which can compete with the Blue Dragon Gang.

It's just that President Hou and Yan Qingfeng don't say it clearly, but everyone knows everything in their stomachs, especially Hou Hui has been very close to Sun Juesheng recently, if he gets the support of Sun Juesheng's grandfather Sun Crazy Dao, it is only a matter of time before Hou Hui's status surpasses Yan Qingfeng.

Hou Qianzheng said with a look of trepidation: "Gang Leader Yan, the dogs are just joking, small fights, how can they be compared with the Qinglong Gang." ”

"Iron Blood, you have to have a degree to joke. Yan Qingfeng glanced at Iron Blood and said coldly.

Iron Blood snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain, and twisted his head to the side.

(End of chapter)