Of course, for the current Fang Nan, the knot is still too far away, but after three years of hard work, the foundation building that was originally indefinite can now vaguely see hope. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At present, Nan's Flame Technique has already broken through to the fourth layer, and his cultivation is only one step away from the peak of Qi refining, although his cultivation speed has slowed down greatly temporarily, but in the future, relying on the Spirit Attraction Technique, he must still be able to successfully break through to the twelfth layer of Qi refining.

At that time, as long as there are enough Zhuji Dan, Fang Nan will be able to get rid of his status as a low-level disciple and become a foundation-building monk who is admired in the sect.

Recalling the scene where Yun Qiu coldly scolded him just now, Fang Nan couldn't help but feel annoyed and aggrieved, but in the end, he could only forcibly press it down, after all, the weakness of his own strength and the huge difference in the status of the two were there, and no one was to blame when he encountered this kind of thing.

Really speaking, if you don't mention that you are cultivating to surpass the other party, even if you just become a foundation building monk, this temporary head master will not dare to scold herself so casually, right?

Sighing, Fang Nan had no intention of staying any longer, and after looking back at the direction of the staircase on the third floor, he went straight out of the gate of Yunji Pavilion.

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Walking along the mountain road, after about two teas, Fang Nan passed through a bamboo forest, and the familiar courtyard appeared in sight.

Looking at the small courtyard in front of him, which he hadn't seen for three years, there was a hint of complexity in his eyes, but in a blink of an eye, he shook his head slightly and returned to normal, strode out, pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.

The courtyard was a little cold, and he didn't see anyone else, so Fang Nan didn't stay long, and after closing the courtyard door casually, he used the token to open the prohibition of his room and entered the house.

Due to the fact that no one has lived in it for a long time, as soon as he entered the door, a damp air rushed to his face, and a thick layer of dust fell on the bed and bookcase, Fang Nan sighed lightly, silently recited the mantra of the dust purification technique, and with a flick of his fingers, a white spiritual light burst out from between his fingers, and then spread to the surroundings.

After a few moments, the dust in the house was gone, and it was completely new.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Fang Nan took out a spirit stone, then closed his eyes slightly, concentrated, and recovered the mana in his body.

Due to the changes in the early hours of this morning, the mana he lost all the way did not replenish much, and then he went all the way back to the sect and went up the mountain, and the remaining mana was already less than one percent, and now he was tired, and he really needed to meditate and recover.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already afternoon, and after Fang Nan looked at the sky, he got up and stretched, and sat on the chair in front of the bookcase.

After a moment of silence, as if he remembered something, he slapped the storage bag with one hand, and a golden bead the size of a fist appeared in his palm.

Holding the golden bead to the parallel point of sight, Fang Nan looked intently, but saw that the gray shadow as thin as a grain of rice still existed.

"What the hell is this bead, it can actually imprison ghosts on its own, and it doesn't look like a magic weapon, could it be a rare treasure born naturally in the world?"

When Fang Nan cautiously tried to infiltrate with his divine sense, but was still flicked away by the ball, he touched his chin and muttered with some puzzlement.

And what made him instantly creepy was that as soon as his words fell, a gloomy voice sounded in his ears:

"Hehe, what kind of treasure, a stinky boy who has not dried up, doesn't he even know such a thing as a relic?"

"Who's talking?"

Fang Nan snorted and stood up suddenly, and his divine sense also broke out in an instant, searching every corner of the room.

It turned out that nothing was found.

His eyes were slightly condensed, and when Fang Nan was about to search again, he suddenly reacted and looked at the golden bead in his hand.

Sure enough, when Fang Nan's eyes focused on the gray shadow inside the golden bead, the cold and disdainful voice sounded again:

"It's really stupid, I didn't even find out where the old man was, and if it was planted on the head of this kid of yours, it can be regarded as the old man's blood mold for eight lifetimes!"

Fang Nan completely understood the situation in front of him at this time, and immediately calmed down, after ignoring the other party's ridicule, he stared at the golden bead and sneered: "It turned out to be you old ghost, I thought you were already in ashes, what, jumping out now, is it because you want Fang to send you on the road in advance?"

"Joke, the old man himself is a ghost cultivator, if you want to talk about the road, you have already been on the road. Bragging is not afraid to blow out teeth. ”

After the voice in the golden bead was silent for a while, he sneered, "In the end, the old man just accidentally caught the way of this relic, and I really thought that I was afraid of you. ”

"Mole ant, it seems that Your Excellency's background before your death was not small, if you were to be released, Fang Mou would naturally have three points of jealousy, but now that Your Excellency has become a prisoner of the order, and you still speak in such a tone, do you really think that you can't help you?" Fang Nan was slightly stunned at first, and then his eyes suddenly cold.

"Haha, you can try, even the old man can't break through the confinement of this relic, just rely on you, a hairy boy who doesn't even know about the relic, can you hurt the old man in the slightest through it?"

Fang Nan frowned slightly, the other party called the bead in his hand a relic, although he didn't know whether it was true or not, but the golden bead was extremely hard, and his divine sense could not penetrate it, and it was true that he had no way to take it.

However, speaking of which, as soon as this old ghost said, except for the fact that the beads in front of him were larger, the rest of the characteristics were indeed similar to the relics left behind by the Buddhist monks in the previous life.

But he has been reborn for seven or eight years, whether it is in the southeast, or in Jixian Mansion, he has never seen the existence of Buddhism, before Fang Nan thought that it was because this world was controlled by immortal cultivators, resulting in the dominance of the Daomen, and there was no Buddhism, but since the word relics appeared in the other party's mouth, whether it was true or not, I was afraid that its concept was inseparable from the Buddhist holy relics that he knew.

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