Chapter 252: Cultivation in another world

The only thing that could be picked up in the entire town was finished, Xu Zifan got up and walked outside the city. He planned to go to another city, a little farther away from the Xuantian faction, so as not to encounter any acquaintances. Although he has changed his body and appearance, people who are not familiar with him will never recognize him, but if he meets his younger brothers and younger sisters, it is still possible to recognize him.
He just left, giving Xiang Yushuang and Huo Chongjun an embarrassment, and also giving Xiang Wentian a soft nail. Xiang Wentian didn't say anything on the face because of his reputation, and he was kind and kind, but who knows if he would send someone to him in private to take him back? After all, Xiang Wentian is the only person who knows his pure yang body, and it is normal to have any thoughts.
There is nothing wrong with being careful. Before the strength is not strong enough, Xu Zifan feels that he must be cautious. This feeling is very exciting, as if returning to a slum, he has not experienced such a stimulating feeling for hundreds of years. It may be unpleasant to change to someone else, but he feels very happy!
The more exciting things he encounters, the more he can feel that he is truly alive and well alive. This kind of lifestyle is very meaningful. If there is always an unchanging daily routine, I am afraid he will not be able to persist for long. , People are tired. He was suddenly a little grateful for this journey, the world burned his enthusiasm. Although he is still a little weak now, he is in a very good mood.
It is not allowed to fly the sword in the city, unless there is an emergency or fight, these will also be explained to the city lord or fined afterwards. Xu Zifan sacrificed his flying sword after leaving the city gate and flew into the mountains and forests. The original owner has often been on missions in the past five years and led the team to experience outside. Xu Zifan has completely integrated the memory of the original owner and still knows the outside world very well. He went to a big city separated by five cities from the Xuantian School. There are inns that protect the privacy of the residents in the big city. You only need to pay enough spiritual stones to have a clean room to rest. The inn will maximize It protects the residents from being disturbed by anyone unless they encounter the kind of masters who cannot be beaten.
Xu Zifan handed in a high-grade spirit stone and rented a first-class room that could be used for retreat and alchemy for three days. When he moved in, it was already dark. He closed the doors and windows, sat on the futon in the middle of the room, and took out the three newly bought items and placed them in front of him. The black folding fan couldn't be opened at all. Xu Zifan spent two hours refining it before opening it to see its true content.
The material of the folding fan is a bit like a kind of mysterious iron that is very rare in the Beiyou Sea. It is not heavy but very strong. When it is opened, the edge of the fan is extremely sharp, and the iron is cut like mud. There is a mechanism on the fan handle. When the mechanism is touched, each fan bone will emit a thin golden needle. Xu Zifan held the fan and a row of golden needles was neatly inserted into the wall. He walked in and saw that It also glowed with a blue luster, quenched the poison!
Xu Zifan put the golden needles into the fan bones, holding the fan against the wall and casting a thunder and lightning, and found that the fan can double the power of his attack! He tried for a while, and Xu Zifan looked at the black folding fan in his hand and laughed, [Shaohua, this is really a baby! Fortunately, you helped me find it, let me pick up a leak, thank you. 】
[Shaohua: You are welcome, you have already taken a fancy to this fan before I say it. 】
Xu Zifan touched the baby fan several times over and over, and said with a smile: [No wonder the people in the comprehension texts always have some inexplicable perceptions. It is also a perception that I can see this fan at a glance. It belongs to the sixth sense of the practitioner. Perhaps the magic weapon that suits one's heart still depends on fate, this fan is great! 】
The most important thing is that this fan is the best magic weapon! This is really like a pie in the sky. He can refine this magic weapon. After the soul is connected, the magic weapon will be more powerful when used, and it will increase with his cultivation level. This is what he needs most now. arms.
Shaohua reminded Xu Zifan, 【There are still alchemy furnace and umbrella that have not been dealt with. 】
Xu Zifan put the fan away, picked up the umbrella and looked at it. It looks like an ordinary oil-paper umbrella, but it can be used as a shield by instilling enough spiritual power to open it, and it can block the base-building attack. Blocking about five times was of no use. There was a shield in his space that could block the attack of Jin Dan for ten times, which was much higher than this defensive magic weapon.
However, Xu Zifan still put it away properly. Even if this world is not used, he can take it to other worlds. In case he crosses the cultivation world and becomes a weak handyman disciple, these things are all good things.
[Shaohua: You are like a hamster, accumulating things constantly. 】
Xu Zifan shrugged, 【The more the better, the more we prepared were useless in the last world, but maybe we will use it in the next world? Opportunities are for those who are prepared. 】
After Xu Zifan had space, he inexplicably turned on the hamster attribute and was very loyal to hoarding things. Seeing more and more things in the space, he has a sense of accomplishment, security, and even warmth, as if the space has really become his home, a home that can follow him to any place and never disappear , As meaningful as Shaohua.
After putting away the oil paper umbrella, Xu Zifan cleaned the alchemy furnace with a cleaning technique. This was what he was most interested in! No doctor would not be curious about the magical pill. How to achieve the medicinal effect of so much spirit is really profound and mysterious. Alchemy is the skill he most wants to learn.
The basic alchemy books that Shaohua scanned had been memorized by him. He opened the alchemy furnace and looked at it, went out and bought ten Qi-condensing pills of herbs from the store, and returned to the room to make alchemy. The most basic Qi Condensing Pill is to help beginner disciples perceive aura. Pills and herbs are very popular. Xu Zifan asked Shaohua to call out the description of the steps for condensing Qi Pills and read it again, and then began to operate it.
Alchemy must control the heat. When it is big and when it is small, it will fail if you make a mistake; there is also the order and proportion of the herbal medicines. Xu Zifan failed several times before. Either the fire was too big and the herbs were burned to ashes, or the furnace was full of liquid and there was no pill. The fire and the spiritual power to control the formation of the pill were always poorly mastered.
He practiced like this all night. When the sun was shining brightly, the pill furnace emitted wisps of blue smoke, emitting the scent of pill. Xu Zifan carefully put out the fire, opened the lid, and saw five round pill inside. medicine. He happily sucked the pill into his palm, sniffed it, and took a pill. It was determined that it was a low-grade Qi Qi Pill, which was the lowest level of the pill.
But it doesn't matter, success means he did the right thing, and it will be much easier in the future. Xu Zifan put everything away, practiced cross-legged for half an hour, and the exhaustion of the busy night was wiped out. He estimated that on the second day of the Daofu ceremony, most people will leave Xuantian and return to their own school, but some people will go directly to various places to do business and experience. Maybe some news will come out, so they are ready to go. Listen to the news in a lively place.
Xu Zifan first went to a pill shop that sells pill medicine to buy a bottle of Yirong Pill, ten middle-grade spirit stones, there are only ten in them, the quality is top-grade, and one pill can keep the dissolution for three days. With this disguise, it will take the Yuan Ying period to see that he has changed his appearance, and he is not afraid that it will blur his makeup when he encounters water. His current simple smearing style will be over when it rains, so Yi Rongdan is better. It’s just that one piece of spirit stone is a little waste in three days. The upper, middle and lower grade spirit stones are one to one hundred. A middle grade spirit stone and one Yirong Pill are very expensive. It is better to learn how to do it yourself.
Then he went to the treasure chest, picked a medium sword, and spent five high-grade spirit stones. The original sword belonged to the first disciple of the Xuantian Sect, and many people had seen it before. He threw it into the space as soon as he entered the city, and he didn't plan to use it anymore. Finally, he bought a bunch of herbs for condensing qi pill and tonic pill before going to a restaurant, sitting in the corner of the hall on the first floor with his back facing people ordering food.
Speaking of it, he has been bigu for more than three months, and he usually doesn't feel busy when he is busy. Now he suddenly feels hungry when he sees the food. It is the kind of psychological hungry. Xu Zifan ordered a pot of wine, and listened to the lively laughter in the hall while eating.
"Have you heard? Yesterday, at the Daoist Ceremony of the Xuantian Sect's head and beloved daughter, the Xuantian Sect's head disciple left the Xuantian Sect!"
"Really? Where did you hear it? Isn't that true Zhengyang person always highly regarded, is he the next head of the Xuantian Sect?"
"Of course it is true! My cousin belongs to the Thousand Swords School. I was lucky enough to go to the Xuantian School. I can hear what I said when I went home to visit the elders today. That Fairy Yushuang was not the same as Zhengyang. Is it a couple? As a result, when Zhengyang Zhengyang died for ninety years, she and the newly-acquired junior brother of the Xuantian Sect leader became a pair. My cousin said yesterday that after listening to them, Zhengyang seemed to be seriously injured The younger brother has gone down, and his status is not guaranteed. They even asked him to attend the Dao Lian ceremony to bless the newcomers. Zhengyang Zhenren can't stay, and everyone who asked to leave the Xuantian Sect in public has heard it!"
"This...this is really incredible. How can the newly-acquired junior brother compare to the long-standing Zhengyang real person? Isn't this picking the sesame seeds and losing the watermelon?"
"Isn't it? I just can't figure it out. Maybe Zhengyang is really hurt too badly, it's not worth keeping."
Xu Zifan listened to them and shook the wine glass in his hand and drank all the wine in the glass. It's not that it's not worth keeping, it's that Xiang Wentian is afraid that Huo Chongjun's death will break Xiang Yushuang's pure Yin body. Xiang Wentian used a secret method to restrain him and Xiang Yushuang, so that no one would reveal their special physique. Only then did they keep this secret for so many years. Only Xiang Wentian and the two of them knew about this.
He now hopes that Xiang Yushuang can be kind and tell Huo Chongjun the secret later. But I didn't dare to hold too much hope. After all, Xiang Yushuang was a love brain, and he just embarrassed others, maybe he was finished. If he knows the formation method... Qimen Dunjia, Fantasy Realm, Shrinking the Ground, etc., his safety is even higher, and there are still many things to learn.
Two people walked into the door and sat near Xu Zifan. He heard one say: "Brother, do you think Zhengyang will join other schools?"
"Heh, leaving the Xuantian Sect has already attracted much attention. If you join other sects, you will be hitting the Xuantian Sect in the face. Who knows?"