Chapter 184: Silence (2)

However, Zhang Fan wanted to buy it, not because he was wronged, but when he joined the Feather Divine Sect, his father told him that if he encountered the experience of some inner monks, he would buy it as long as the price was cheap, especially the Great Qiankun Splitting Gold Sword Technique, because Zhang Fan had already chosen to become the supernatural power he would cultivate in the future.

It is the Great Qiankun Splitting Gold Sword Technique, and the price is also very cheap, a hundred spirit stones, in the third month, his father will send the spirit stones, Zhang Fan does not have to worry, but Zhang Fan is not stupid to buy, he looks at the monks around him and is already lacking interest, so he guesses that no one wants this thing.

Sure enough, no accident, no matter how the stall owner shouted, even if the price was reduced to seventy lower-grade spirit stones, no one would buy them.

In fact, this thing shouldn't appear here, everyone is an outer disciple, whether they can enter the inner door is still a question, not to mention that this thing is not a valuable information, if you want it, it is a chicken rib, and in the end the stall owner can only sigh.

Zhang Fan left here with the crowd and waited for several hours before Zhang Fan came in and came to the stall owner.

"Do you want to buy something?" The stall owner is very enthusiastic to recommend some things, and those who can set up stalls here are basically senior brothers who practice qi level, and the spirit stones they need are very large, so they will try their best to earn spirit stones, but this person is not as good as some other stall owners, and always has a high-minded attitude.

"Is the experience of the Great Qiankun Splitting Gold Sword Technique still there? I wanted to buy it, to give it to an inner brother, and he didn't want to be eye-catching. Seventy lower-grade spirit stones, do you sell them or not? ”

Hearing Zhang Fan say this, the stall owner immediately became excited. I sold this thing without saying a word.

After Zhang Fan finished paying, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Boss, how did you get this thing, the experience of the Divine Power Realm, even if it is a casual sentence or two, it is impossible for it to fall into our hands?" ”

The stall owner looked left and right. Then he said: "Well, tell you that it's okay, don't talk nonsense." In fact, this thing was left by a supernatural powerhouse named Feng Shaoyu in the inner gate, but for some reason, he died, and later some inner brothers in the sect who looked at him unpleasantly. and plundered his things. This thing is of little use to Senior Brother Neimen, so I just give it to my subordinates, I just spent fifty lower grade spirit stones to get it, but I take some risks to sell it, in general, you kid don't lose, and I can't make much. ”

He said.

Zhang Fan nodded, he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, but after Zhang Fan got it. He left the place, and he didn't trust the stall owner in its entirety. At least this thing could never have been bought for fifty lower grade spirit stones.

The stall owner was complacent for a moment, and then forgot about it

In the starry sky at night, Zhang Fan watched this volume of experience, almost more than two hundred words, as expected, it was just some temporary insights, which was not a very good thing, but it cost seventy low-grade spirit stones to buy, and it was not a loss.

Maybe it will be useful in the future.

Then Zhang Fan put aside these distracting thoughts and began to practice day after day.

From the first five hundred lower-grade spirit stones, until now, a total of more than four hundred have been consumed, and now there are still thirty lower-grade spirit stones left.

The main thing is to buy the Blood Condensation Pill, as well as the daily practice, and there are some situations that are bound to be touched, fortunately, tomorrow my father will let people send spirit stones, otherwise there are only thirty lower grade spirit stones left, and it is absolutely impossible for him to reach the same level.

"Huh! It looks like it's my birthday. Just when he was practicing, Zhang Fan suddenly remembered that today seemed to be his birthday, and he couldn't help but smile at the moment, he muttered to himself: "I heard that the advent of the great era, before the age of twenty, there may be atavism at the time of birth, so as to awaken the talent of the supernatural powers, today is my eighteenth birthday, if I can awaken the supernatural powers, then where do I need to work so hard, I can directly join the inner door and become obvious in the sect, even if it is to awaken a small supernatural power." ”

This self-talk is a complete self-soothing joke.

And right here and now.

In Dongzhou, on a mountain cliff, a forty-year-old man was holding his heart and running wildly.

Finally, a black shadow appeared in front of him, and sneered: "Lu Wu, I didn't expect that I would still be able to see you after eighteen years, if it wasn't for this time to participate in the pill festival, I really didn't know that you were still alive, saying, what did you do with buying the Body Washing Pill?" ”

A black shadow appeared in front of him, and soon under the moonlight, he found that it was a man, who looked like he was in his twenties, revealing a sharp momentum all over his body, and his eyes were full of coldness.

"Jin Wuya, twenty years ago, I was framed by you and became a murderer, the sect abolished my cultivation, I lived in this world reluctantly, just to take revenge, I bought the Body Washing Pill because I wanted to cultivate a disciple, cultivate a disciple who can kill you, but all this was discovered by you, hahahahaha, I know that you will not let me go when we meet again, so I will not let you get any benefit from me."

As soon as Lu Wu finished speaking, he immediately crushed the pill in his hand, and then bit his tongue and committed suicide.

"Hmph, just a body cleansing pill, I want as many as I want, but to meet you, it's really God's favor, do you know? From time to time, I am worried that you will reveal that secret, although your cultivation is completely lost, but I am still afraid, that day I will rape my sister to death, and then blame you, the master is heartbroken, and finally handed over all the inheritance to me, since then I have embarked on a strong road, and you have become a waste, meet today, you are naturally dead. ”

After Jin Wuya said this, he suddenly waved his hand, and a three-foot sword directly divided Lu Wu's body, and blood flowed all over the place, and after doing all this, Jin Wuya left this place.

"Poof!"

Zhang Fan, who was originally cultivating, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and he opened his eyes, his eyes full of horror.

"No!" Zhang Fan roared, his face sad.

He knew what he was vomiting blood for, at a very early age. He has a life-and-death blood connection with his father, and if anyone dies, he must have sensed it. Now that he vomited a mouthful of blood for no reason, Zhang Fan instantly guessed that something had happened to his father.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan was very sad.

"Child, if one day, you enter the Feather Divine Gate, and I fall, then you have met an enemy. My only enemy is named Jin Wuya, and maybe he didn't kill me, but no matter what. You have to pay attention to this person, and when you become stronger, remember to publish what I once told you in the Feather Divine Gate. Let this Jin Wuya be ruined. Suffering from the pain of the Spirit Slayer, you know? ”

Zhang Fan recalled in his mind what his father had said to him, thinking of this, Zhang Fan clenched his fists tightly, his nails were embedded in the flesh, and he didn't know that blood was falling.

His father was Zhang Fan's only support, and suddenly his father died like this, and Zhang Fan didn't know how painful it was. It's not because you can't practice without your father, it's because of an emotion. Since childhood, his father has raised him, and he has brought him up with one hand, and when he learned that his father died, Zhang Fan spat blood again, and then fainted.

And when Zhang Fan fainted, suddenly, a ghostly light appeared in Zhang Fan's eyebrows, and then Zhang Fan seemed to be surrounded by a cloud of black gas, and in the end, strange runes flashed.

If any monk was here, they would shout in surprise, "Atavism." ”

That's right, this is atavism, Zhang Fan is one of the lucky ones in a million, at this moment, is the time when he was really born, there is no mistake in every minute, at the age of eighteen, he had an atavistic phenomenon and awakened his innate supernatural powers.

In the great world of cultivation, once there is an atavistic phenomenon, it will attract much attention, if you awaken the great supernatural powers that have been extinguished, then you will grow up to be invincible for a lifetime, and it is extremely terrifying.

It's just that no one knows about all this.

The black qi lasted for a long time, and then it was all annihilated in Zhang Fan's body

When he woke up the next day, Zhang Fan was heartbroken, he sat on the table, looking at the sky outside, and his heart was completely uncomfortable.

Just like that, one day, two days, ten full days, Zhang Fan sat there, his heart filled with a kind of sadness.

During this time, the tears also dried up, Zhang Fan's eyes were red and swollen, and he still didn't say a word.

Click!

At this moment, a thunderclap sounded, Zhang Fan suddenly came back to his senses, he looked at his current appearance, and lost his mind at the moment.

"Why do I have to do this, my father is dead, and I am still giving up on myself like this, is not my father's death in vain? I want to cultivate, I want to become strong, I want to avenge my father, no matter what, I have to kill Jin Wuya first, fulfill my father's wish, and then investigate the cause of my father's death. ”

Zhang Fan came back to his senses, he woke up, and he was no longer so lifeless.

It's just that in the Feather Divine Sect, the sky has always been sunny and sunny, why suddenly there was a thunderclap, which is very surprising, but Zhang Fan didn't have the heart to care about these things, he went crazy and began to practice.

Start your practice with spirit stones.

Seven days have passed in this way, Zhang Fan is full of energy, his body is full of mana fluctuations, he has stored ninety-eight true qi, and he only needs two to break through.

However, Zhang Fan's current situation is extremely unstable, in order to take revenge, he lost his mind, contacted the seven-day cultivation, and finally condensed two true qi, and he couldn't wait to sprint his muscles.

A sharp pain came, Zhang Fan ignored it, just sprinted frantically.

Stab!

Zhang Fan spat out a mouthful of blood and spewed out a cloud of blood mist.

Then he realized that his meridians had been shattered, and the third meridian had a big problem, because he was too anxious and forcibly rushed through the level, and the problems that occurred, generally speaking, when he encountered this problem, would converge, because of the severe pain, but Zhang Fan was too sad and crazy, so he broke through his meridians.

Feeling his current situation, Zhang Fan collapsed on the bed, and the blows made his head empty.

And that cloud of blood mist fell on the table one after another, and all of them fell on the experience of the Great Qiankun Splitting Gold Sword Technique.

The blood turned into black gas, and little by little it drilled into this jade scroll.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! Zhang Fan roared, he pulled his hair like crazy, he gradually lost his mind, and hit him again and again, making him think of suicide.

With the death of his father and the failure of his cultivation, I have to say that Zhang Fan is still too calm and calm, so he single-handedly contributed to such a situation.

At this time, Zhang Fan suddenly woke up!

A little bit of memory came to mind. (To be continued......)