"Brother Wu is really a decisive person, knowing that the other party is a monk from Dry Bamboo Island, he dares to make such a ruthless move, Zhao admires. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Seeing that Wu Fan had killed a monk on Withered Bamboo Island with his hands turned over, Zhao Ritian was also stunned, and only returned to normal after a while, but his face was still extremely strange, he hugged his fists, and said in an indifferent tone.

"Hehe, Wu Moujie is a loose cultivator, but no matter how terrifying this Dry Bamboo Island is, it's a big deal that from now on, the contemptible people will flee to other countries, is it possible that this Dry Bamboo Island will really chase and kill me for the rest of my life. ”

Wu Fan smiled, as if he had a noncommittal expression.

"This is also, Brother Wu's Qilin talent, in just a few years, he has jumped from a lower-level disciple to a high-level monk who is about to advance to the Jindan, this withered bamboo island will naturally not be taken into account, since there is nothing else to do now, what are Brother Wu's plans next. ”

Zhao Ritian didn't care about what Wu Fan said at all, but instead changed his words and asked about Wu Fan's future plans.

"In the future, it is natural to find a quiet place to condense the golden pill first, and after that, Wu has not thought about it, so he can only take one step at a time. ”

Wu Fan didn't mean to hide it, and immediately said his future plans.

"Originally, I wanted to invite Brother Wu again, but it seems that Brother Wu is still willing to be an ascetic, so it's okay, the two of us will be separated here, Zhao is here to congratulate Brother Wu in advance that he can condense the golden pill and advance smoothly. ”

Seeing this, Zhao Ritian couldn't help but sigh lightly, hugged his fists and said goodbye to Wu Fan, and then turned around and planned to leave.

"Brother Zhao, wait a minute, it's not too late for me to divide half of the Heavenly Fire Glass Liquid with Brother Zhao. ”

Wu Fan saw that Zhao Ritian was really leaving, and hurriedly reminded him that he had planned to divide the Heavenly Fire Glass Liquid with Zhao Ritian from the beginning, so he naturally said it at this time.

"Haha, this spiritual liquid is still kept by Brother Wu himself, Zhao Mou saw that Brother Wu seemed to be taking the road of the Dharma Body Double Rest, this day the fire glazed liquid has some incredible effects on cultivating some body refining exercises, and Zhao Mou will not win people's love. ”

When the last few words fell, Zhao Ritian's figure had already turned into a small black dot, leaving only Wu Fan, who looked sluggish and incredible, was still standing in place, as if he had not recovered from this sudden scene.

In the end, after standing in place for a long time, Wu Fan still breathed a long sigh of relief, calmed down his excitement a little, and then also identified a direction and ran away.

The arrival of the Heavenly Fire Glazed Liquid also means that Wu Fan has finally gathered all the materials required for advancement, plus the Yuqing Pill, he has at least an eighty percent chance of being able to successfully condense the Golden Pill, although there is still a twenty percent chance of failure, but Wu Fan would not think that his luck would really be so bad.

A few days later, Wu Fan passed the map given by Zhao Ritian before, and finally came to the destination of this trip, in the middle of a continuous mountain range.

This mountain is called Zhong Mountain, and it is one of the few mountains in the south of Yue Kingdom that contains medium spiritual veins, and the place that is only more than a hundred miles away from this mountain is the territory of the Demon Yanmen that Wu Fan stayed in last time.

Although the spiritual veins over there were slightly better than those here, due to the relationship between Wu Fan and the Demon Flame Gate, the place for advancement was finally chosen in Zhongshan.

After all, it is a very dangerous thing to advance to the Jindan period, and it must not be allowed to be disturbed at all during the period, and when the Jindan is successfully condensed, it will also attract quite obvious visions of heaven and earth.

Therefore, after thorough consideration, Wu Fan not only arranged the cave mansion quite remotely, but also went deep into the mountains for dozens of zhang in the retreat cave mansion.

After the cave was built, Wu Fan arranged a few temporary magic circles at the entrance of the cave, as for the magic weapons of the array, they were obtained from several monks who had been killed before, Wu Fan didn't know if these magic circles were really useful, but for peace of mind, he didn't dare to have the slightest omission.

As a rather important bottleneck in the cultivation of a monk in his life, I don't know how many monks have been stuck in this bottleneck throughout the ages, but there is no way to do it, so I can only sit and wait for the longevity to run out, and the avenue is hopeless.

Entering the Jindan period not only means that the monk can refine the magic weapon, so as to simply drive the vitality of heaven and earth, but more importantly, the monk's lifespan has also increased exponentially, compared to the Xuanling period, which is only more than 200 years of lifespan, once the monk enters the Jindan period, he will have at least 600 years of lifespan to cultivate.

Those geniuses, although there are also those who can cultivate to the Jindan stage in less than a hundred years, but like Wu Fan, who has only cultivated for less than two years and can advance to the Jindan in his twenties, no one has heard of it at all.

Of course, Wu Fanzhi can cultivate so fast, it is not to say how rebellious his qualifications are, it is only because of the evolution of the system several times that he has today's cultivation, if he is allowed to meditate step by step, it is estimated that Wu Fan is still a disciple of the condensation period at this time.

And once the monk condenses the golden pill, not only does the mana in his body increase exponentially, but he can also refine the natal magic weapon, compared to the magic weapon and the spirit weapon, even the lowest-level magic weapon is powerful enough to surpass the best spiritual weapon several times.

This is also why even a monk with inferior qualifications, as long as he can condense the golden pill, just by relying on his own mana and the magic weapon that can drive, he can easily torture and kill all the talents of the Xuanling Stage.

Of course, the premise of this torture is that the disciples of the Xuanling Period themselves have not cultivated any anti-heaven supernatural powers, and there is no such thing as a perfect certainty in this world, and this comparison is only for the situation where the supernatural powers of the two sides themselves are almost the same.

Right now, Wu Fan is about to break through the first big bottleneck since his cultivation, although there is a possibility of failure, but deep down in his heart, Wu Fan still doesn't want to think about the slightest chance of failure.

After preparing everything in the cave, Wu Fancai sat down on a futon in the cave and began to meditate and adjust his state, in order to use the best state to hit the bottleneck.

He was impetuous, naturally not suitable for immediate advancement, and he was running around for days, both physically and mentally, a little tired, and these things could become unstable factors for his failure to advance.

At the same time, in the middle of an island hundreds of miles away from Zhongshan, in a magnificent palace made of bluestone, a middle-aged monk with gray hair and a gloomy face was sitting on the upper seat, eating the spiritual fruit on the table while admiring the beautiful dancing of several maids below.

The maid dancing below, wearing a purple light veil, the graceful body looms, the eyes of the middle-aged man sweep over several maids from time to time, the eyes are full of brilliance, beside him, there is also a maid wearing a light veil, with an outstanding appearance, the plump chest is half leaked and half covered, which looks amorous.

Suddenly, a figure flashed at the door of the main hall, and a fat young monk hurriedly broke in, and the maids dancing below were all startled, and they couldn't help but stop dancing and turn their heads to look.

"What kind of rules does it become to break in without being summoned. ”

The middle-aged man above saw the appearance of the young monk clearly, his face instantly became angry, and he scolded in a low voice.

"Master, no, it's not good, senior brother, he was killed. “

When the fat monk saw the middle-aged man's expression, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but there was a reason for it, and he couldn't care about anything else at this time, so he hurriedly knelt on the ground and said to the middle-aged man sitting with a crying voice.

"What, who is so presumptuous, even my disciple of the old man of withered bamboo dares to kill. ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he slapped it suddenly, and slapped the stone table in front of him directly into powder, and then he glared and asked angrily.

"Here's the thing, my senior brother and I were ordered to go to find the Heavenly Fire Glass Liquid.............."

The fat monk didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly told everything that happened on this trip, and after he finished speaking, he fell to the ground, crying and saying that the master must be the master.

"Hmph, this matter must be inseparable from the Tianfu Business Alliance, when the teacher finds out the truth, he will definitely peel this Wu Fan and cramp his skin, and refine his soul, you will first practice on the island with peace of mind in the next few days, and I will go out for a trip, master." ”

After listening to the fat monk, the middle-aged man commanded a few words in an unquestionable tone, and then his figure flashed and disappeared directly from the main hall.

Seeing that his master had left, the fat monk raised his head and peeked at the maids who had not yet left, and when he saw the graceful bodies of several maids under the light veil, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of spit, and then slowly withdrew from the main hall.