Fu Jun shuttled through the mountains of medicine storage rooms, skillfully rummaging through the medicinal materials he wanted. Since coming to this Cangshan faction, this place seems to have become Fu Jun's paradise, and he always comes here several times a day to conduct a search-style "big Taobao".

Now Xiao Ruyi's status in the gang has soared to the sky and become the supreme helmsman of the Cangshan faction.

Fu Jun's status is also rising with the tide, and the guards of those sects are also turning a blind eye to such small things as looking for and asking for a few medicinal herbs, and they are too lazy to offend people.

After a few days of Taobao, Fu Jun still gained something, and several medicinal materials of the Qi Replenishing Pill, ginseng, licorice, atractylodes and Xuanfu flower have been collected.

The medicinal materials of Yiqi Pill, Suoyang, Acanthopanax senticosus and Beisha have also been found, but the main of them is the white dew frost, which has not been found until now.

The busy figure squirmed in this huge space, about a cup of tea, stopped the turning hands in his hands, Fu Jun was slightly disappointed, this search for "Taobao", although it was occasionally small, but after all, he still did not find the only missing medicinal herb white dew as frost.

Returning to his residence, using the true qi in his body, and staring at the ancient finger rings that were gradually emerging, Fu Jun couldn't help but show a wry smile.

When he first entered the forbidden land of the inner forest, he happened to encounter the iron pull ring, and Fu Jun, who opened the "teleportation array" by exhausting the true qi in his body, had already dried up the oil, but fortunately with the blessing of the gods, the treasure jade he wore with him saved his life, which can be described as nine deaths.

Then it happened that the relics left by the "old man of dead wood" were very happy, and then he got out of danger and came to the Cangshan position, Fu Jun penetrated the "divine sense" to check the storage bag, but he was disappointed.

According to common sense, the "old man of dead wood" is the supreme figure of the realm of transforming gods, and the relics he leaves behind must be dazzling, and the value is also rich and rivaled.

And what is surprising is that in the storage bag with a vast space, there are a few things scattered here, not to mention the secret books of the exercises, the peerless treasures, and even the treasure Dan furnace mentioned in his mouth is not there, only a hundred or so pieces of spirit stones of different colors and different brightness are curled up in a corner, which seems to have been forgotten by his previous master.

This kind of unreasonable encounter made Fu Jun indignant, calling the "old man of dead wood" a liar, and sometimes, Fu Jun felt that with such a destitute value, the old man of dead wood was at most just a monk in the Qi refining period......

And the unknown ancient ring on the finger, in addition to the "invisible" effect, the divine sense has no effect on it, it also looks like an ordinary thing, if it weren't for the "old man of dead wood" in the book, to use this thing, Fu Jun would have already thrown it into the corner.

Touching the jade jade on his chest, Fu Jun thought about it, the origin of this jade was unknown, and he saved his life in danger several times, and the place was mysterious and abnormal.

And learned from the godfather that this treasure jade has been worn on Fu Jun since he picked it up six years ago, and he has never left his body for more than six years. According to his deference, this unknown treasure jade may be inextricably linked to his true background.

Stroking this nameless treasure jade, Fu Jun's heart was calm, and he reached out and flipped through it, and there were two more books in his hand, one was the fireball technique and the other was the winding technique.

These two books were obtained from the old man surnamed the last man after his death, how could a character in the rivers and lakes have the secret book of a cultivator, at first Fu Jun was also puzzled, and then thought about it carefully, from the mouth of the old man surnamed casually, it seems to have something to do with the Xiuzhen sect known as the "Eight Desolation Gates".

In fact, this is also what Fu Jun is worried about, now the relationship between the Crouching Tiger Gang and the Cangshan faction is delicate, and the war is about to break out, if the Crouching Tiger Gang is only the strength of the surface, if it is really related to the Eight Desolation Gates, then the matter is not as simple as imagined.

You must know that the Eight Desolation Sect is known as the third-class sect of the Lu State, and there are as many as seven elders in the foundation building period alone, and now he is only a minor monk of the sixth level of the Qi refining period, so he naturally cannot match and compete.

Although this speculation is only a small possibility, but in the dark, Fu Jun feels that the Crouching Tiger Gang is definitely not as simple as it seems, and there must be something to do.

After reading the two books in his hand, sitting upright and running the Great Zhou Tian Cycle, his fingers pinched the seal, and the qi was cleared through the veins, and suddenly Fu Jun raised his right hand and stretched out a finger straight, which seemed confusing.

In the middle of the ring, I saw that Fu Jun's erected index finger was about half an inch high, and suddenly there was a trace of spatial fluctuations, and a few sparks appeared out of thin air.

And after a while, the fireball on the fingertips suddenly shook violently, one moment larger, the other smaller, unable to maintain its original shape, and it didn't take long for the fireball to slowly become smaller, turn into sparks again, and disappear into the air.

"Sure enough, it's not something that can be learned as soon as you learn it, and now you're practicing this technique, and your true qi is enough, what is missing is the essentials of mastering it, as well as the art of its transformation. ”

"Come ............... again"

"Come ............... again"

Time flies like a white horse, Fu Jun has been practicing tirelessly like this, and I don't know how many times he has practiced, from sunrise in the morning to sunset in the evening, as if he didn't need to rest, he worked hard to practice the fire bomb technique and winding the book.

He believes that although his qualifications may be mediocre, he will eventually become stronger step by step by relying on continuous efforts to protect himself and his family.