"Miss, Mr. Jiang has just left the Zhenbao Pavilion. Do you want Xiaojiu to follow him?" In the room, Xiaojiu stood aside and respectfully reported to Su Yumei.
Su Yumei waved her hand and chuckled: "No need to do this, this guy will definitely visit our Treasure Pavilion again in three days."
"Oh? How did the lady know?" Xiao Jiu was a little confused.
I saw Su Yumei glance at Xiao Jiu, and chuckled: "This guy has just stepped into our treasure pavilion, and he has already revealed his purpose. Although he has obtained a magic secret book, he has not yet obtained the spiritual secret book." Weapon. Therefore, in order to find the spiritual weapon, this guy will definitely visit our Treasure Pavilion again in three days."
"That's it!" Xiao Jiu suddenly realized.
Then, Su Yumei asked softly: "By the way, Xiaojiu, is there anything going on with the Qin family and the Feng family recently?"
After hearing this, Xiao Jiu respectfully reported back: "Miss, Xiao Jiu has secretly inquired and heard that the illness of Qin Lin, the head of the Qin family, seems to have been caused by the Feng family. However, Xiao Jiu has not yet found out the specific person who poisoned the family. .”
Suddenly, Xiao Jiu remembered something and added: "By the way, miss, the Feng family seems to have had a few new faces recently. Xiao Jiu guessed that the Feng family may take action next."
"New faces? It seems that Ziyang City is going to change." Su Yumei frowned.
"Miss, would you like me, Feige, to send a letter to the Pavilion Master, asking him to send some people from Wu'an City to protect Miss, just in case." Xiao Jiu showed a worried look.
Su Yumei said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I don't want to be laughed at by him. Besides, our Zhenbao Pavilion is just an auction house open for business, and we will not participate in the disputes between these families."
After thinking for a moment, she seemed to feel a little uneasy, and Su Yumei warned: "But you are right, we should let everyone be more peaceful these two days. You will pass the order later and tell the people in the cabinet not to meddle in other people's business in the near future. ,Do our part."
"Yes! Xiaojiu excuses himself." After saying that, Xiaojiu took the first step and left.
"Brother Jiang Fan, let's meet again in three days." Su Yumei looked at the beauty elixir in her palm, her eyes flashed with charming charm, and her red lips smiled slightly.
On the other side, after leaving Zhenbao Pavilion, Jiang Fan hurried all the way and deliberately chose an inn in a remote and quiet place as a temporary residence.
This inn called "Wangyue Tower" is located on the northeast edge of Ziyang City and has three floors. The first floor is the main area, with a spacious hall and a few small rooms for guests to enjoy wine and chat. The second and third floors are dedicated to guest rooms for guests to rest.
"This young master is so generous. He actually gave me ten taels of silver. All he needs is one meal a day." In the inn, the waiter looked at the silver in his hand and was overjoyed.
After Jiang Fan entered the room, he eagerly took out a wooden box from the Qiankun Bag.
"Flame Palm?" Jiang Fan opened the wooden box and was slightly startled when he saw the three big characters written on the secret book.
Spells are monks who, by learning, practicing and mastering specific spell skills, can manipulate the power of heaven and earth, perform powerful attacks, heal injuries, predict the future, and even change forms. Under normal circumstances, spells can only be learned by practicing spell secrets.
According to the power of spells, they can be divided into four classes: Huang Class, Xuan Class, Earth Class and Heaven Class. Each class is divided into three levels: primary, intermediate and advanced, with gradually increasing power.
Yellow level spell is a quite common spell, but its power should not be underestimated. Some monks can often kill opponents whose cultivation level is higher than theirs by relying on this spell. This type of magic has been passed down in some big families and ordinary sects of cultivating immortals.
As for Xuan level spells, they are very rare in the world of cultivation and are mostly owned by powerful immortal cultivating sects and some royal forces.
Earth-level spells are extremely rare in the world of cultivation, and can only be mastered by some super sects, demon clans and fairy clans.
Finally, there is the heaven-level magic. This kind of magic can control the power of heaven and earth at will. It is extremely rare in the world of cultivation. Legend has it that only certain ancient tribes can master it.
Recalling Master Ji Yue's previous detailed description of the spells, Jiang Fan couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that Sister Yumei is really quite impressive for Huang-level intermediate spells."
"Currently, I don't have a suitable spiritual weapon, and this flame palm happens to be able to be used without a spiritual weapon, so it is perfect now." Jiang Fan looked at the introduction in the secret book and decided to start practicing quietly.
The flames burn the heart, the palms are filled with fire, the thoughts are condensed, and the flames are blazing. Gestures and spells, energy flows, flame palms appear, blazing and boundless...
As his practice deepened, Jiang Fan gradually felt the sensation of flame energy flowing within his body.
Time passed by in a hurry, and it was already late at night in a blink of an eye. During this period, the waiter came once with food, but when he saw that Jiang Fan was silent, he had no choice but to leave the food at the door.
After a day of practice, Jiang Fan's palm gradually emitted a faint light of flame. With his eyes closed, he had obviously entered a deeper state of cultivation.
The next day, Jiang Fan still sat quietly on the bed, concentrating on practicing. At this moment, his palm was already emitting bright flame light. This is a sign of the true integration between the cultivator and the power of fire, and also proves that Jiang Fanli has taken a step closer to mastering the flame palm.
Three days passed by in a blink of an eye. On this day, Jiang Fan was able to perform a powerful and precise flame palm attack.
"Go!" Jiang Fan concentrated his thoughts, and a blazing flame was released from his palm, instantly illuminating the entire room.
When the waiter downstairs found out, he thought Jiang Fan's house was on fire, so he hurriedly ran upstairs, knocked on the door outside the house and said, "Sir? Master, are you okay?"
Just when the waiter was about to break in, Jiang Fan's faint voice came from the room: "I'm fine, you go and do your work."
The waiter breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, looked at the food on the floor, and couldn't help but said with concern: "Sir, your health is important. You haven't eaten for three days."
"Okay!" Jiang Fan replied.
Seeing this, the waiter also left wisely. I was still muttering in my heart: "This young master must be a monk..."
Seeing the results of his three-day retreat, Jiang Fan sighed with slight satisfaction: "According to the records in the secret book, this flame palm should have reached the level of Dacheng by now. Finally, he has one more move to suppress before the auction begins. Bottom of the box.”
According to the progress of spell cultivation, it can be divided into three cultivation realms, namely Xiaocheng Realm, Dacheng Realm and Peak Realm.
Xiaocheng state: Have a preliminary knowledge and understanding of the moves recorded in the spell book, practice according to the methods recorded in the spell book, and gradually master the spell moves through this cycle.
Dacheng state: Have a deep knowledge and understanding of the moves recorded in the magic secret books, have reached the state of mastery, and have completely mastered the moves of the spell.
Peak state: He has a deeper understanding of the moves recorded in the magic secret book, has reached a state of perfection, and can exert the power of the moves to his peak strength.
After these three days of practice, Jiang Fan realized that this flame palm attack can be an instant burst of fireballs or a continuous burning flame beam. The specific form depends on his skill and willingness.
Jiang Fan slowly stood up on the bed, gently opened the door, and sighed: "It's time to have a good meal, and then go to the auction of Zhenbao Pavilion!"
"I hope that I can take a picture of a suitable spiritual weapon during this trip..."
