Chapter 47: Let me pour you with chicken soup

High-speed text starting
Mobile phone simultaneous reading
"Brother Huang, you are also here." At this time, Zhang Long came from a distance.
Lin Fan wondered, "Brother Zhang, why are you here?"
"The task has been handed over, isn't it to send the task reward to the younger brother." Zhang Long smiled, and then saw a car of scrap iron, a little ignorant, "What are these?"
Huang Fugui said with a smile: "This is for Brother Lin."
This scrap metal is not valuable, and I don’t know why Brother Lin needs this, but I didn’t think much about it. I took out the reward from my arms and handed it over, "Brother, take it away."
This time I was able to complete the task, I really had to rely on Brother Lin. If it were not Brother Lin, I am afraid they would not be able to return.
"Brother, this is a bit much, I remember that there are not so many mission rewards." There are at least 30,000 Yanhua coins here, and there is also a bottle of top-grade medicine, which is too much.
I feel basically rewarding myself with the task.
"Not much, not much." Zhang Long hurriedly said.
Lin Fan waved his hand directly, "Yes, when I am stupid, or should I be regarded as someone by Lin Fan, I will take 10,000 for this money, and I will take two for the Elixir, and the rest of the brothers will be divided. If you don’t take it, we won’t know it in the future, I’m serious.

He still cherishes these brothers who are very concerned about himself. Moreover, he has no need for this class to improve his cultivation practice, and he must definitely let the brothers hurry to upgrade the cultivation process. Otherwise, How can I keep up with my rhythm.
"Brother, you..." Zhang Long was speechless. Eventually he could only take the thing back, and he was very moved. Then he patted Lin Fan's shoulder, and all his words were in his heart.
In his view, it is a blessing in his life to be friends with Brother Lin.
After sending the two away, he was thinking about something.
Now that there is scrap metal, there is no shortage of grenades. Recently, the grenades were sorted out, and I went to the monsters to score points.
But before that, you have to use this wealth. With this wealth, you can buy immortality medicine and exercises.
The practice method is not needed for the time being. For him, after all, it is only a transition period for him. It is wise to first use these wealth to buy some immortals and improve his strength.
Cultivation and immortality are merged together, and the speed of this cultivation is definitely a lever.
When I arrived at Alchemy Hall, when I looked at the prices of these immortals, I didn't want to say anything.
At least three thousand Yanhua dollars is needed for the next level of medicine.
Xuanjie Elixir generally needs tens of thousands, and even more reaches hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.
For ordinary disciples, these are luxury goods.
If you can't afford a panacea, you can only practice honestly.
After watching it for a while, Lin Fan's eyes locked on a Xuanjie top-grade cultivation-type medicine.
Xuan Gu Yan Dan: Xuan Ti top-grade cultivation-type medicine.
After swallowing, the bones will crack, the fire will burn, and your mind will not be strong. If you lose halfway, you will cause great harm to your body.
The price is 250,000 Xuanhuang coins.
Compared with other Xuanjie top grade medicines, the gap is really too big.
I am afraid it is because of this side effect that the price is so low.
The Xuanjie Elixir is very valuable, and it can be used to help him practice till the Dagang Realm is completed.
Moreover, among the ancestors, the land gang environment is the mainstream, so the Xuanjie Elixir belongs to the priceless market.
Counting your own wealth, touching the body to the present, the accumulated wealth is also huge, as much as 130,000, but there is still a small gap between the price of this medicine.
It seems I have to find a way to make a fortune.
At this time, Lin Fan thought of the Xuan-order inferior sword technique lying quietly in the storage ring.
This is something drawn from Liu Feng, and it seems that the only way to find a way is from the Xuan-order inferior exercises.
in the afternoon!
Zongmen grudges.
Where there are many people, there are contradictions, and if there are contradictions, they must be resolved. Zongmen set up such a grudge desk in order to allow the disciples to resolve their grudges.
In the case of no harm to their lives, they can win or lose.
"Bet, bet, second-ranking disciple He Xu against second-ranking disciple Bai Xin."
"He Xuxiu is a six-fold quenched body."
"Bai Xinxiu is a sixfold quenched body."
"Bet."
There is a middle-aged man shouting and calling disciples to bet on the other side of the grudge. This is a normal situation among the sect, and there are many disciples in the sect. The way to get rich is to rely on this.
For the two disciples on stage, they are here to resolve their grievances, but for the disciples below the stage, this is to get rich and get rich, and to reach the peak of life.
Lin Fan was standing among the crowd, wearing a mask, which was a normal dress in Zongmen, and would not attract anyone's attention.
He now feels that this door is getting more and more interesting.
There is even gambling.
Lin Fan did not place a bet, he was waiting quietly, could he get a good start, but just watch this time.
On the stage, the two stared at each other, anger erupted, and at the beginning of the duel of grudges, the two immediately started.
It didn’t take long for He Xu to display a wide-open gesture, directly flapping the opponent and falling down, and then stepping on Bai Xin under his feet, his eyes were sharp and his expression was overbearing: "Bai Xin, you lose Well, remember, I will be respectful in the future."
"Humph."
The long sword in Bai Xin's hand flew aside, spitting blood in his mouth, glaring at He Xu.
He Xu shook his sleeves, proudly, looking down at Bai Xin, "you only need your hands to defeat." Then he shook his head and stepped down directly. In his view, this Bai Xin is not worth mentioning.
Although the two are equal, his "Zhenhai Qiankun Palm" has already been cultivated to the peak, and his strength has not been compared by Bai Xin.
Bai Xin stood up hard, picked up the long sword, and left in a lost voice.
He did not expect that the gap between him and He Xu was so great.
He was unwilling in his heart. All of this was because he didn't have a powerful method.
If there is a powerful exercise, how can one lose so fast, and even suppress He Xu, it is not impossible, but it is too late to say anything now.
Lin Fan looked at the low back, hidden in the face under the mask, and suddenly showed a smile.
Frustrated is good.
Only frustration can start.
Followed silently.
At the edge of Zongmen Cliff~EbookFREE.me~Bai Xin sat there, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the endless scenery, and couldn't help sighing.
"Brother, the moment of winning or losing is not important, as long as you have a heart that keeps moving forward, it is the most important thing." Lin Fan came and sat next to him, said indifferently.
Bai Xin glanced at the person next to him. "Thank you, Brother, for comforting, just losing is losing."
"Wrong, failure is the mother of success. One failure will only make you understand your shortcomings. As long as you make up for your shortcomings, you will succeed next time." Lin Fan began to instill the soul chicken soup.
When Bai Xin heard this, he couldn't help but look squarely at the strange brother sitting beside him.
He suddenly found out that what Brother said was very reasonable.
The emotion of failure actually faded a lot.
Lin Fan smiled and made a joke. I haven’t heard of Soul Chicken Soup. In order to sell the exercises today, let me water you with Soul Chicken Soup.