75.Chapter 75: A Bunch of Poor Goods
Wang Fan is immersed in the mystery of casting bones at the moment. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
After the combination of the elixir in the vat and the formation of the bone pattern, the pain of broken bones before had disappeared a lot, and at this time, Wang Fan's whole body was soft and numb, and he even enjoyed this feeling, as if he was basking in the spring sun.
If the old man knew how he was feeling now, would he be depressed and dying.
In fact, while Wang Fan felt the coolness, he was also studying the intermediate bone casting pattern, since the perfect bone casting pattern was successful, then it can also be carried out to the intermediate stage, right?
Yes, Wang Fan is very yearning for the intermediate stage.
Once again, he ran the Bone Casting Pattern, which was much more complex than the Elementary Bone Pattern, just as it was several times more difficult for a baby to learn to speak, and an adult to learn the language of another race.
Although Wang Fan did not completely control the primary bone casting pattern, he understood a lot.
"What is he doing?"
The bone caster stared at Wang Fan deadly.
The primary perfect bone pattern is running, and it is moving towards a more complex road.
The old man's bones caster's eyes were about to bulge, how could he, as a senior bone caster, not know what Wang Fan was doing, intermediate bone casting, he was going to cast an intermediate one now.
"No way. ”
The old man bonesmith took a few steps back, holding on to a chair with his hand, and his heart was deeply hit.
The old man clearly saw that Wang Fan's bone casting pattern was moving towards another change, and he actually wanted to imprint the intermediate bone casting pattern.
"In my life, have I lived to be a dog?" the old man asked the sky speechlessly.
As a high-level bone caster, the old man had a very high status among the grassland tribes, and if the grassland people heard what he said, they would definitely be surprised.
However, this is indeed the case.
It took the old man half of his body to learn the intermediate bone casting pattern, while Wang Fan only took a few days.
Beginner Direct Jump Intermediate.
Wang Fan was immersed in the mysteries of the intermediate level, and suddenly felt that the bone casting pattern was difficult to imprint, and he opened his eyes.
"What's going on?" Wang Fan frowned.
It turned out that the bars of elixir in the vat had been completely absorbed and turned into a vat of ordinary turbid water.
Wang Fan moved his body, and the pain when he broke his bones was completely gone.
It's an amazing feeling, everything in the body is completely renewed.
He waved his fist, and the fist made a sound like a brass drum, and if you didn't listen carefully, you would think it was the sound of the air breaking through the air.
This is the bone casting technique, the body is different, it is said that the body is strong, but in fact, it is not, but the power that bursts out from the bones.
Just like the bone weapon of the prairie people, as long as a ten-year-old child has the strength to swing, he can make the bone weapon burst with super power.
Wang Fan's bones all over his body are in this state now.
"Old man, let's go on. Wang Fan couldn't wait.
"Also, can you change to a larger bar, and double this medicine?" Wang Fan showed his white teeth.
"Tell me, have you ever seen a bone pattern before?"
At this time, the old man bone caster, with unkempt hair and a pair of cloudy eyes, stared at Wang Fan deadly, and he hoped that Wang Fan would nod.
Wang Fan touched his nose and said, "Is this bone casting pattern difficult?"
"Little freak. "The old man bonesmith was helpless.
The old man was jealous, but he kept his promise.
The old man is a very noble bone caster, and he will do what he promised, but if Wang Fan can't do it, then he can only give up.
But now that Wang Fan has done it, then it is necessary to move on to the next step.
When Wang Fan was practicing the bone casting technique, Azema and Agulei didn't wake up for half a month, and many people began to get anxious and thought of all the ways.
The original owner said very cautiously: "Don't disturb them, I feel that their spirits are receiving a kind of inheritance baptism." ”
When the steppe people heard this, they were all shocked.
The grassland is not far from Luohaizhou, and the grassland people have heard some news, and after coming out of the grassland secret realm, some geniuses have been unconscious, and their state is exactly the same as Azema and Agulei.
Half a month later.
Originally, those who were still monitoring Wang Fan and Gu Tuo found that one person and one sheep were living very comfortably in the tribe.
Wang Fan practiced the Bone Casting Technique day and night, and he found that the Bone Casting Technique would bring him great benefits and enter an unprecedented perverted path.
Gu Tuo is more hard, and he has been studying the secret realm altar that teleported into the grassland forest, and he almost has an eyebrow several times.
This shocked the grassland people, they have been studying the altar secret realm for generations, and they have never made progress, but in a sheep, they see the hope of cracking the altar secret realm, why not be surprised.
"In Gu Yan's body, I saw the shadow of the grassland god. "There is humanity.
When Gu Yan heard this, the person who chased the speaker beat him violently.
He knew that the steppe god was a sheep, and the other party was saying that he was a sheep.
The man covered his bruised and swollen face and wept profusely.
In this way, the grassland people who monitored them were very depressed, especially the young grassland people who had been taught by Wang Fan, he gritted his teeth, and really hoped that Wang Fan would cause something to do and teach him a lesson.
On this day, Wang Fan, as always, happily went to find the old man bone caster, but was blocked by a group of young grassland people, among them, there were young people who had been taught by him, and they glared at him viciously.
"I heard that you are very strong, how about we fight?"
What stopped Wang Fan was a two-meter-tall grassland man, with messy hair and shawl, like a lion, not angry and arrogant.
"Uncle, please how old are you, find someone your age to play. Wang Fan rolled his eyes
When the steppe tribesman heard this, his face turned red with anger, and the teenagers who came with him couldn't help but cover their mouths and smile.
The steppe man roared angrily and said, "I'm only seventeen years old, and I'm not an uncle. ”
Wang Fan looked at him with a different face, with a Chinese face, a silhouette like a front, a stubble on his face, a tiger's waist and a bear's back, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like an elderly uncle.
"I'm sorry, you're so chic, I don't see it, you can find someone else to play. Wang Fan didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Everyone looked weird, and this tone felt like they were sending a child.
This person couldn't hold his face, blocked Wang Fan's way, and said, "If you don't fight, you have to fight." ”
"I really don't have time to play with you. Wang Fan is helpless, he is indeed very busy.
"Wang Fan, don't you dare to fight your cousin? If you don't dare, kneel down and admit your mistake, and my cousin will let you go. "The one who stood up to speak was the young man who was kicked away by Wang Fan half a month ago.
Wang Fan hugged his hands, he knew that it would be impossible not to fight today.
"It's okay to fight, but as I said before, I'm very busy, and if you come up with some expenses for the beating, you can consider it. Wang Fandao.
The young people were stunned, and they had never heard of the fees charged for the competition.
Wang Fan hugged the back of his head with his hand, pouted and said, "If you don't have any money, you can still make a hair!" Get out of the way, Ben Shao is very busy, and there are thousands of fine stones in minutes. ”
looked at Wang Fan's mocking look, as if to say, a group of poor people!
Everyone was angry, glaring at him through gritted teeth, and almost rushed up to beat him together.
The precocious big man couldn't stand it, he sneered: "I have a bone weapon here, Feiyun Lock, which can lock anything in the sky, and the ninth layer of the Spirit Condensation Realm can also be locked, you can learn from me, if you win, you will kowtow to me, how about calling grandpa?"
Wang Fan still had a look of disdain.
"What do I want it to do with a broken lock, I want to have a spiritual treasure, if I don't have a spiritual material, I must at least take out a four-grade essence stone! ”
"Why don't you rob it?" said Dahan's cousin angrily.
"Don't waste your time. ”
Wang Fan turned around and left, still thinking in his mouth.
"A bunch of poor people. ”
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