Zhuo Fan shook his head.

"It's okay to drop blood, but it's okay to recognize the master, you and I are friends, don't call the master in the future, it sounds very twisty, just call Zhuo Fan."

After speaking, regardless of Shi Laodao's insistence, he bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood.

The cyan Dan furnace instantly became smaller, turned into a cyan aura, and flew into the back of Zhuo Fan's left hand, and a cyan alchemy furnace pattern appeared, small and cute, lifelike.

Immediately afterwards, a message appeared on the retina, which surprised Zhuo Fan inexplicably.

Special Talents: Luck, all success rates plus 31%

"The success rate of special talents has increased by 1 point?" He thought that the special talent was a fixed value, but he didn't expect it to be able to be increased.

However, it should be very difficult.

This Qiankun Five Qi Furnace is so against the sky, and it has only increased a little, and it seems that it is impossible to greatly improve it.

Even so, it was a rare opportunity.

Moreover, he had a strong feeling that if he had chosen to let Shi Lao Dao recognize the Lord just now, he would probably not have this luck value.

This Shi Lao Dao is also a poor man, he was detained in the alchemy furnace and became a furnace ghost, which is enough to be aggrieved, and he calls his master every day, and he must die of depression?

Zhuo Fan doesn't have this hobby, the role of a friend is much more useful than that of a servant.

Give respect.

The harvest is sincere.

In his eyes, Shi Laodao is a human, not a ghost.

Shi Laodao was so excited that he burst into tears.

But the words of gratitude had not yet been spoken, and Zhuo Fan's next sentence directly drove him crazy.

"Shi Lao Dao, how about a discussion?"

"Is there any other White Dragon Pill? Let's eat one hundred and eighty first! ”

Zhuo Fan rubbed his hands, his eyes shining and staring at the cyan alchemy furnace, like a child asking for candy.

Shi Laodao was directly furious: "Ma Dan, do you really eat this elixir as a jelly bean?" One hundred and eighty more! Not to mention the more you eat this thing, the higher the lethality rate is, and as your cultivation increases, the effect will get worse and worse, and finally it will become a poison completely. ”

If he hadn't had no hands, he would have directly hammered Zhuo Fan's head, what good thing did this head think about all day?

Zhuo Fan's eyes showed a sudden look.

Xin said: "Is this really the case? ”

He had vaguely guessed that he couldn't eat more of the White Dragon Pill, so he asked tentatively, but he didn't expect it to be the case.

"Then let's have ten."

"No, there is not much slag left in the furnace, all the accumulation of ten thousand years is for you to alchemy, ask for so much, provoke me, Lao Tzu will not follow you..."

"Then three!"

"Two!"

…

After a long meal of soft grinding and hard foaming, dead skin and face, only to come down two foreign white dragon pills, Shi Laodao spit out two pills, and after dropping two sentences, he was no longer silent.

"If you want a pill in the future, you must exchange it for a pill and an elixir."

"Otherwise, no way!"

"This old way, it's really picky!"

Zhuo Fan directly threw one of them into his mouth.

Three warm currents dispersed in an instant.

As before, the information on the retina is constantly refreshed and changes rapidly.

In the end, Zhuo Fan saw his character information on the retina.

Character: Zhuo Fan

Profession: Immortal Cultivator, Spirit Warrior

Level: Qi Cultivation Level 4, Lingwu Level 4

Psy: 0/40, 0/40

Advanced Success Rate: 70%

Magical powers: know the other

Cultivation exercises: 0/10 in the early stage of the Lingwu chapter of "Arrogant Jingwu".

Special Talent: Luck, all chances plus 31%

Available Spiritual Power: 0

The profession of an immortal cultivator has also successfully risen to the 4th level of qi training, and this cultivation speed is faster than riding a rocket.

The premise is that he has a special talent bonus, and if he eats the second Alien White Dragon Pill, the lethality rate has been increased to 40%, and after being subtracted by 31% by the special talent "Luck", it becomes 9%.

Zhuo Fan knew that this Strange White Dragon Pill could not be eaten again in the future.

Eating it again is really poison.

However, listening to the meaning of Shi Laodao's words, there may be a surprise with the new Dan Fang?

If there are many roads, you don't have to hang yourself from a tree. However, the elixir is relatively easy to find, and there is no shortage in the deep mountains and old forests, but where can I find this pill?

"Headache, let's talk about it later."

Pick up the ancient book of "Proud Jingwu" and throw it into the Qiankun Five Gas Furnace, this thing has another advantage, that is, it has Qiankun inside, and it can be used as a warehouse, which is really convenient.

Shi Laodao protested, not wanting to be used as a warehouseman.

Zhuo Fan said the protest was ineffective.

One vote passed.

I glanced at my watch, and it was seven o'clock.

At this moment, the sky has brightened, but the white fog is still not clearing.

Looking up at Xianxia Temple, the Xianxia View at this moment, shrouded in white mist, is like Qionglou Yuyu in the immortal atmosphere, a fairy atmosphere.

"Zhuo Fan, I advise you not to fight the idea of Xianxiaguan, now you are looking for death!"

As if sensing what Zhuo Fan was thinking, Shi Laodao's voice came from his left arm, and the warning was very strong.

After speaking, he once again hid the pattern of the alchemy furnace.

Zhuo Fan nodded, and Shi Laodao reminded him twice not to go to Xianxia Temple, which was definitely not untargeted.

The danger factor there must be ten times or even a hundred times that of Shi Yazi.

He turned around and got off Shi Yazi and walked towards his patrol car.

This trip to Shiyazi was full of harvest, he got a book of cultivation exercises "Arrogant Jingwu", received the Qiankun Five Qi Furnace, refined the dual-class cultivation mode, awakened the god to inform him, and his cultivation level also skyrocketed by leaps and bounds.

Back in the patrol car, just about to open the door and get into the car, Zhuo Fan found that something was wrong, there was a strong smell of blood.

There was a large pool of blood on the ground, and some minced meat. The blood has not dried up yet, so it should have happened not long ago.

"Anyone?"

Zhuo Fan was vigilant.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and he heard the slight sound of branches breaking in the woods, and now Zhuo Fan's perception ability has increased several times, and any wind and grass can't hide from him.

Zhuo Fan frowned slightly, although the sky had brightened, but after the dense mountain forest was shrouded in white mist, the branches became thick and large, and the green forest was forested, and even many branches evolved into the shape of a snake's head, and the danger factor rose sharply.

Carrying the Xianxia Sword, Zhuo Fan walked forward slowly.

Keep your eyes and ears around and be alert to unexpected situations.

One step, two steps, three steps... Ten steps...

The sound came from behind a big tree surrounded by two people, Zhuo Fan walked to the tree, raised his sword directly over his head, and slashed behind the tree.

But before the sword fell, a female voice suddenly sounded.

"Help! Big brother don't kill me! ”

Zhuo Fan hurriedly retracted his strength, and when he looked at it, a thin figure was curled up behind a tree, shivering, looking at himself nervously, and there was a dead middle-aged man beside him.

Zhuo Fan, who was originally full of tense muscles and nerves, was slightly stunned.

It was a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a white sweatshirt, curled up behind a tree, arms tightly clasped on her bent legs, a small face that could not see the slightest blood, and a pair of wide eyes full of crystal tears.

But at least, he's still in human condition!

"Wait, people?"

Zhuo Fan was ecstatic in his heart, he finally met a normal person!

He was no longer alone, she had breathing, she had a heartbeat, and she was a human being who could communicate normally.

Observing the tear stains on her face, she looked at the corpse of the middle-aged man on the ground, and a large hole had been cut in her chest, as if it had been picked open by some monster.

Vaguely, Zhuo Fan understood something.

Coughing lightly, Zhuo Fan cleared his throat, wanting to ease the atmosphere.

"Don't be nervous and afraid, I'm not a bad person, I won't hurt you."

Zhuo Fan put down the Xianxia Sword that he had just raised in his hand, but he still held it in his hand, slowing down the nervous expression on his face and making his demeanor look more gentle.

"Is this your father?"

Seeing that the little girl and the middle-aged man who died on the ground had some eyebrows, and it was obviously a corpse, the little girl still did not give up, Zhuo Fan guessed that the two might be father and daughter.

But how did this man die?

Zhuo Fan inadvertently glanced around the big tree, and in the dark corner, the pair of latent scarlet eyes, as well as countless demon branches coiled like snakes, were stared at by Zhuo Fan, and they all shrank back.

Killed someone, but didn't gnaw on the corpse, and besides, the little girl is still alive?

All of this is so inconsistent.

What's even more strange is that Zhuo Fan probed the past through Zhibi's supernatural powers, and the result obtained was actually "unknown", which made Zhuo Fan very surprised and secretly surprised.

The little girl nodded and looked at the middle-aged man's gaze with a deep reluctance.

After confirming the relationship between the two, Zhuo Fan continued to ask, "How did your father die?" ”

The little girl did not answer Zhuo Fan directly, but turned her gaze to the Xianxia Temple on the top of the mountain, her eyes were full of horror, and she even trembled.

Sure enough, it's not that simple.

Fortunately, he listened to Shi Laodao's advice and did not blindly explore the Xianxia Temple.

With pity for this girl in his heart, Zhuo Fan thought about it, took out a small bag of dried meat from his pocket and handed it to the girl.

When the other party carefully took the dried meat, Zhuo Fan took advantage of the situation to pull her up again.

It's not safe here, you have to get back to the car quickly, this mountain forest gives Zhuo Fan a very dangerous feeling, even the trees are constantly evolving, and I don't know what kind of perverted monsters are hidden in the depths of the mountain forest, the forest is strange.

Although the appearance of this little girl is very unreasonable, at least she is still a person.

This one reason is sufficient.

The girl took the dried meat and was stunned for a moment, but she couldn't help but tear open the package and bite it down.

It seems that I didn't have breakfast.

After being frightened, I was even more hungry.

Perhaps because she was in a hurry, she choked, her little face flushed, and she coughed.

Zhuo Fan smiled, pulled her back to the car, took a bottle of mineral water, opened it and handed it to her.

"My name is Zhuo Fan, what's your name? How old is it? ”

The girl glanced at Zhuo Fan carefully, and when she saw Zhuo Fan's pure and concerned gaze, her heart was a little calm, and then her lips moved slightly, and she replied in a low voice: "Lan Yichen, thirteen years old." ”

"Ariel Lan?"

"It's a rare surname..."

But just as Zhuo Fan was pondering, a blood-red fleshy tongue suddenly wrapped around Lan Yichen's waist, and with a "whoosh", pulled her back into the mountains and forests.

Zhuo Fan's eyes breathed fire.

"It's so easy for Lao Tzu to find a companion, and you just arrested me like this?"

Picked up the big sword, jumped directly into the mountains and forests without saying a word, and slashed at the strange figure in the dark...