Chapter 250: Body Practitioner, Nine Emperors

Not long after Wu Fan left, he didn't even notice it very much, and the old man Ming Yao suddenly followed behind him, looking sneaky.

"You ran pretty fast just now!" Wu Fan turned his head with a sneer and mocked Old Man Mingyao.

"Ahem...... Xiaoyou, do you know that cultivators like ours would not dare to participate in the battle between the strong! Otherwise, I would have died a long time ago! The so-called people are not for themselves, and the heavens and the earth will be destroyed, this can't be blamed on me......" The old man Mingyao was quite thick-skinned, and he didn't blush at all when he said it, and he also spoke eloquently, as if he was the injured party.

Wu Fan was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly realized that he still underestimated Ming Yao's personality.

Along the way, on the quiet city road, except for Wu Fan and Mingyao old man, there was no one, the previous battle had already frightened the people in the entire city, what they were frightened was not the fluctuation caused by the battle, but the battle shook the entire city, but there was no intervention of the city guards, it can be seen that the people who fought were extraordinary, not they could provoke, if they accidentally died in the hands of those people, then they would be wronged.

Soon, Wu Fan returned to the Wind and Rain Building, and the old man Mingyao also followed him in cheekily, saying that he was afraid that Wu Fan would escape, so his three hundred spirit stones would be lost.

Wu Fan regretted it again, he shouldn't have brought the old man with him.

Walking into his own room, Wu Fan opened the invitation card and found that there were 10,000 strange patterns carved on it, and next to the pattern, there was a small piece of text.

"The Seven Absolute Flowers of Yin and Yang, grown from the place where the Yin Qi is extremely strong, the nature is masculine, it is a rare elixir, alchemy can enhance the success rate and medicinal properties of the elixir, and it is most suitable for people who practice positive exercises. ”

"Star Stone, it is rumored that after the planet bursts and burns, it leaves its hardest part, and it is the high-grade equipment used for refining, and the spirit weapon refined has an eighty percent chance of being a heaven-level spirit weapon. ”

"The Seven Immortal Stones, with the effect of assisting in absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, the better the quality, the faster its cultivation speed, suitable for the creatures below the Tianwu Realm, and it is the heavenly treasure that condenses the foundation of Tianjiao. ”

"The Blood Spirit Crystal, which contains a huge amount of blood qi, can be used for alchemy, and can also be directly absorbed, with the effect of a strong physical body, and the recovery of injuries is comparable to an elixir. ”

"Water Youlan, growing in an extremely cold place, cultivating next to it, has the effect of concentrating and calming the mind, and it is an excellent elixir to suppress the demons when breaking through the realm. ”

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After Wu Fan finished reading the invitation, the names and effects of all the auction items were very shocking, the items on the invitation were all noble things in Long Yunxing, and they were expensive, and some of them had not even been heard of by him.

However, none of those things are worth less than 1,000 spirit stones, and some even have tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and the total auction price of 10,000 pieces makes Wu Fan dare not think about it.

"This Pupin Pavilion is really not simple, just holding this auction, there are at least millions of revenues, and on it, there are also Pupinfets, and even the most high-end Pimpinge, whose wealth is really unimaginable. Wu Fan sighed in his heart.

After that, Wu Fan analyzed the situation of the Great Han again, although in this battle, the highest was the strength of the Heavenly Martial Realm, but this was already beyond his strongest strength, and he had to think of other ways to do it. It is no longer possible to break through the cultivation, he cultivated too quickly before, it was because there were too many opportunities, and now he wants to break through the Tianwu Realm quickly again, unless there is an anti-heaven pill.

Time passed day by day, Wu Fan waited in this wind and rain building for ten days, and in the early morning of the tenth day, Wu Fan was sitting in the small pavilion with his eyes closed, feeling the tranquility between heaven and earth.

After a while, Liu Yuyang, who had been walking for more than ten days, walked towards Wu Fan with a young man.

"Wu Daoyou, now we can have a good talk. Liu Yuyang smiled at Wu Fan and said with a fist, and the young man who came with him also bowed slightly, showing his respect for Wu Fan.

"Let the Venerable Master wait for a long time, please accept Chu Feng's bow to apologize......" The young man stepped forward again and said respectfully to Wu Fan.

"You are the Nine Emperor Princes of the Great Han!" Wu Fan slowly opened his eyes, his expression was calm, and he asked lightly, carefully looking at the young man in front of him.

Chu Feng was wearing a cyan robe, with a bit of handsomeness between his eyebrows, which was three points similar to Chu Lin, but on his body, there was not the slightest fluctuation in cultivation, just like a mortal civilian, not suitable for cultivation.

"It is the contemptible person, I learned of the existence of the Venerable Master from Liu Yuyang's mouth, so I came here today in the hope that I can ask the Venerable Master to assist me in competing for the throne of the Emperor of the Han Dynasty. Chu Feng still bowed down and replied respectfully, telling the reason why he came here.

"You don't have to call me that, just call me Wu Fan, and I have promised that person that I will definitely help you, but it depends on your own ability? I can help you, but I can only kill some stumbling blocks. And also...... You are a physical cultivator!" Wu Fan waved his hand, signaling that Chu Feng did not need to be like this, and at the same time, he found that Chu Feng did not have the slightest cultivation, but his qi and blood were beyond ordinary people, which made him look a little sideways.

"Senior Wu is really different from ordinary cultivation, when I was young, the heavenly capital was high, but the enemy used a strong force to break the meridians of the whole body, so that I had no chance with Xiuzhen from now on, but in order to survive, I made up my mind to embark on the difficult road of physical training, I practiced for fifteen years, and practiced with spiritual fluid, but it was only comparable to the average spiritual martial realm monk, which really made me a little depressed. However, this is the only way I can strengthen myself, and I will continue to do so. Chu Feng said with a firm expression, his eyes were full of persistence, it was a kind of unyielding to fate.

"But your way ...... It's wrong! Physical training is not relying on external objects, nor is it blindly penance, but the expansion of oneself, and one's own * is the source of strength, and foreign objects are just a method used to stimulate * strength! The fastest way to stimulate * potential is combat! This is the ...... * strength! Wu Fan slowly stood up, stretched out his right hand, his five fingers were flat, and suddenly clenched, and suddenly, his right hand, like a collision of fine iron, made a metal-like muffled sound, and the surroundings of the fist exuded an invisible momentum, as if as long as he wanted, he could use these fists to penetrate the heavens and the earth and control the world.

That kind of invisible momentum, Liu Yuyang can't feel it, but Chu Feng is a body cultivator, and the feeling on * far surpasses Liu Yuyang, the invisible momentum on Wu Fan's fist, he can feel the power contained in Wu Fan's fist, and he can easily kill him with one punch.

It is a kind of power that can burst out without the energy of heaven and earth, a kind of power that is constantly developed in its own *, almost limitless, and this is the mystery of *.