These three True Qi Thunderstorm Bombs, the Eighth Master is going to use them for self-defense, and he doesn't plan to use them at all.

Now that it has been used by Zhang Mofan, he naturally wants to cry without tears.

But, having said that, all of this was done by the eighth master.

"Okay, don't cry with a sad face, it's just three True Qi Thunderstorm Bombs, these Na Ling Rings are the harvest I got from this trip to the Yin Sha Mountain Range, you can take all of them, and in the future, all my resources will be in charge of you." ”

Zhang Mofan gave several Naling rings, all of which were given to the eighth master.

The eighth master probed, his eyes lit up, and he immediately put away all the rings, and said, "Brother Fan, this is what you said, and all of this belongs to me." ”

The eighth master basically hasn't gone through the training, he has to cultivate himself, and Pixiu also has to cultivate, so he naturally needs a lot of resources.

"You just need to help me raise the little Pixiu. ”

Zhang Mofan said.

The eighth master walked over, patted Zhang Mofan's shoulder, and said, "Brother Fan, it's good to have you, these days, I'm going to leave the academy with Wushuang." ”

"Leaving the Academy, where are you going?"

Zhang Mofan was shocked and couldn't help asking.

"It's not his Duan family's business, I'll help her solve it and come back, during this time, don't think too much about me. ”

The eighth master said, and slipped away directly.

Zhang Mofan shook his head with a wry smile, although this eighth master is usually not serious, but when it comes to getting down to business, it is a set of things.

This time, it shouldn't be easy for the eighth master to help Duan Wushuang, otherwise, he wouldn't want to return to the True Qi Thunderstorm Bomb.

Next, Zhang Mofan's goal is naturally the Ancient Trial Battlefield and get adventures from it.

However, this trial, even if it is an eighth-order martial artist of the True Qi Realm, he can't get any benefits, right?

Therefore, Zhang Mofan planned to improve his strength again, and the only thing he could think of was to cultivate the fourth form of Fang Tian's painting halberd and draw monkeys!

For painting monkeys, he is naturally very longing.

Fang Tian's halberd painting method, the more he cultivated to the back, the more difficult it became, and in the same way, the power was naturally very terrifying.

Packed up his mood and prepared to leave, and went to the Halberd Hall to cultivate, but he happened to meet Xia Wuji.

"Senior Brother Zhang Mofan!"

From afar, Xia Wuji greeted him with a smile.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Xia Wuji, you don't have it now, right?"

Zhang Mofan also replied with a smile.

"Are you going out?"

Xia Wuji asked.

Hearing this, Zhang Mofan nodded, and then asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"I want to talk to you!"

In Xia Wuji's demeanor, there was a hint of loneliness.

"Come in!"

Zhang Mofan entered the cultivation tower, and when Xia Wuji also came in, he waved his hand and shot out a true qi, and they in the cultivation tower were also closed.

Lighting a candle, Zhang Mofan sat aside and said, "Say it, I'll listen to you." ”

Xia Wuji didn't speak, and ripped off the mask on his face, revealing a peerless face.

His face was still a little pale, and he obviously hadn't recovered from his injuries yet.

"First of all, thank you for saving your life!"

Xia Wuji knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times to Zhang Mofan.

Zhang Mofan didn't stop it, and looked at all this indifferently.

"My brother and I are actually from the Wild Clan!"

Xia Wuji slowly stood up and looked at Zhang Mofan, with a lingering pain in his eyes.

Zhang Mofan raised his eyebrows.

Deserters?

What race is this?

"What are the Desolate people?"

Zhang Mofan asked.

Xia Wuji also fell into a long painful memory, and said slowly: "You should have heard of the Great Wilderness, right? Actually, it was originally the territory of my Desolate people, and my Desolate people have been guarding the desolate fire for generations, and the true fire of all kinds of people. ”

"Later, the people of the Soul Killing Gate, in order to get the true fire of Samadhi, drove out more than 3,000 people from our desolate clan. ”

It's the Soul Killing Gate again!

Zhang Mofan clenched his fists, back then, he almost died in the hands of the Soul Killing Gate.

"My father was seriously injured and fled with the wildfire, as for me, I was only six years old, and I fled with my newborn brother in my arms, and later, in order to escape the tracking of the Soul Killing Gate, I took this human skin mask, and this area is twenty years. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Mofan frowned.

In order to escape the pursuit, the two sisters and brothers can be described as real incognito, and even their gender is hidden.

This soul-killing gate, I'm afraid it also wants to catch her sister and brother, and then use it to blackmail their father and hand over the wildfire!

"Now, both of our siblings are adults, but unfortunately, my younger brother doesn't know anything about his background. ”

Xia Wuji's face showed a hint of happiness: "Sometimes, I don't even want him to know that he is the young patriarch of the Desolate Clan, and let him spend this life ordinary. ”

It's too tiring and tiring to live with hatred!

However, the wildfire that their desolate clan has guarded for generations must not fall into the hands of the Soul Killing Gate.

"I advise you to tell your brother earlier, at least let him know that you are his sister, you can't live with a mask all the time, right?"

Zhang Mofan persuaded.

"I already have a plan for this, and I'm going to find a time to tell you, and now, the most important thing is the wildfire. ”

Xia Wuji arched his hand and said: "I hope you can help me find the Wild Fire, even if it can be refined, all in all, it must not be obtained by the people of the Soul Killing Gate." ”

"What do you mean, how can I help you find the wildfire?"

Zhang Mofan was confused.

"My father fell in the Ancient Trial Battlefield, the last time, the Ancient Trial Battlefield opened, my strength was still very weak, I found my father's fallen place, but I couldn't take the wildfire. ”

Xia Wuji raised his eyes to look at Zhang Mofan and said, "This time, the Ancient Trial Battlefield has opened, not only the disciples of our academy, but others can also enter, among them, there must be a master of the Soul Killing Sect disguise." ”

"They will definitely go to find the wildfire, you are the only one who knows my identity and has seen my body, I hope you can help me refine the wildfire. ”

She looked at Zhang Mofan softly, and said, "In the future, you will be the king of my desolate clan!"

However, Zhang Mofan's expression was very calm.

He looked at Xia Wuxian and said, "Why do you have to let me retrieve the Wildfire?

"Because, you're the only man who's seen my body. ”

Xia Wuxiqiao's face was slightly red, and she said: "I am a woman of the barren clan, I attach great importance to my innocence, and I can also see clearly what you are." ”

"What's more, you are very talented, only you can refine the wildfire!"

The desolate people have guarded the wildfire for generations, and regarded the wildfire as a holy fire.

Every time a genius was born in their desolate clan, they would try to refine the desolate fire, but no one could succeed.

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