"Fortunately, we didn't encounter any accidents along the way." Jiang Fan quickly closed the door after returning to the inn.
He originally thought that the young master of the Feng family would send someone to murder him, but there was no trace of him along the way, which surprised Jiang Fan.
Just when Jiang Fan was confused, Ji Yue's voice came into his ears: "That guy did send people here, but they were just two minions at the sixth level of the spiritual energy realm, and they had been secretly solved by the maid from the Treasure Pavilion. "
Jiang Fan suddenly understood and couldn't help but sigh: "I knew how he could not send people to seek wealth and death. I didn't expect this to be the case, but Sister Yumei was still very thoughtful." As for the maid from Zhenbao Pavilion, Naturally, it refers to Xiaojiu.
With Xiao Jiu's cultivation level, it was really easy to deal with the two Spiritual Qi Realm monks quietly, so much so that Jiang Fan didn't notice Xiao Jiu's actions.
On the other hand, Feng Tianba originally planned to send more men, but he immediately changed his mind after getting Yin Yang Hehuan San at the auction.
Compared to Jiang Fan, a big man, Feng Tianba would certainly choose a cold and beautiful woman like Qin Xue. Moreover, it had already been Feng Tianba's plan to use the Nine-turn Spirit Vine to lure Qin Xue into taking the bait, but the appearance of this Yin-Yang Hehuan Powder made him speed up his actions.
Feng Tianba planned to use the Yin and Yang Hehuan San to achieve his evil purpose. For Qin Xue, he had already coveted it for a long time.
In addition, for someone like Jiang Fan who only has the third level of spiritual energy realm, it is enough to send two subordinates who are at the sixth level of spiritual energy realm. But Feng Tianba never expected that Su Yumei, who usually didn't like to get involved in family disputes, would actually come to the rescue.
The two monks at the sixth level of the spiritual realm never imagined that what they thought was an ordinary mission would actually lead to their deaths.
At the moment, Jiang Fan doesn't think too much, as long as he is safe and sound. He put all his thoughts on the black sword.
"Master, is this black sword really as powerful as you said?" As soon as he entered the room, Jiang Fan couldn't wait to take out the black sword from his Qiankun bag and began to look at it carefully.
"If I guessed correctly, this black sword should have experienced serious damage, causing the sword's soul to enter a long sleep, and the black color is not its true color." Ji Yue said seriously.
"What kind of battle did he go through to allow such a magical weapon to sustain such damage?" Jiang Fan couldn't help but feel horrified. According to Ji Yue's previous description, this black sword is at least an emperor-level spiritual weapon, and may even be a divine-level spiritual weapon.
"But for you, it is a good thing that the soul of this sword has entered a long sleep! If its soul is awake at this moment, it is almost impossible for you to control it. Now, you will drop your blood essence On this black sword, do a bloody sword recognition." Ji Yue urged softly.
"Okay, Master." Jiang Fan nodded and responded.
Then, Jiang Fan bit his finger and dropped a drop of blood on the black sword. In an instant, the blood was completely absorbed by the blade, which surprised Jiang Fan.
"Now, follow the method I taught you, use your mind to control this black sword, and try it." Ji Yue said softly.
Jiang Fan followed the instructions, concentrated his mind, and began to use his mind to control the black sword.
The next moment, Jiang Fan's forehead began to sweat, and the black sword slowly left the table and floated, but it only left the table for a moment before falling down.
Jiang Fan was unwilling to fail and continued to use his mind to control the black sword.
"Clang!"
However, just as the black sword left the table, it fell again, and several subsequent attempts also ended in failure.
However, in a short period of time, Jiang Fan was already exhausted and sweating profusely. It was obvious that controlling the black sword with his mind consumed too much spiritual energy.
"Master, this black sword is really difficult to control." Jiang Fan gasped and said laboriously.
"It seems that although the strength of this black sword is comparable to that of a holy spiritual weapon, your cultivation level is too low and you cannot even exert the power of a high-grade spiritual weapon." Ji Yue sighed helplessly.
For high-grade spiritual weapons, relying on the owner's thoughts, they can carry out close-range air attacks, and their power cannot be underestimated. But right now, Jiang Fan can't even do the simplest control of his mind.
"It seems that I must speed up my cultivation. The strength of the third level of the spiritual energy realm is really not enough." Jiang Fan shook his head helplessly, then took out a spiritual energy pill from the Qiankun bag and swallowed it.
Always maintain the best fighting condition, this is Ji Yue's advice to Jiang Fan. In addition, Jiang Fan received ten million taels of wealth from Su Yumei, and he no longer cared so much about the consumption of spiritual energy pills.
"The spiritual energy here is too thin and not suitable for cultivation. After we buy the spiritual grass to restore the soul in Wu'an City, we will leave Daxia and go directly to the dark forest to practice. The monsters there are not only able to help you Cultivation can also help me regain some strength." Ji Yue warned earnestly.
"Dark forest?" Jiang Fan recalled Su Yumei's introduction at the auction, looked at the black sword on the table, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
To be honest, Jiang Fan also wanted to go to the dark forest to find out in person. After all, the black sword in his hand came from the dark forest full of monsters.
"Jiang Fan, start practicing Flame Palm first. Although you have reached the Dacheng realm, it is still far from enough. As for this black sword, wait until your cultivation reaches the Spiritual Spring realm before you use it." Ji Yue said softly.
"I understand, Master!" Jiang Fan nodded and immediately put the black sword into the Qiankun bag.
Right now, for Jiang Fan, practicing Flame Palm is indeed the most suitable choice. After all, he has dozens of spiritual energy pills on his body, which are enough to support the consumption of spiritual energy when casting spells.
"Remember, don't show this black sword easily. I will fall into deep sleep again. My soul power is still too weak." Ji Yue said nothing.
"Don't worry, Master! My disciple understands the principle of keeping wealth private." Jiang Fan replied with a smile.
Afterwards, Jiang Fan sat cross-legged on the bed, preparing to practice Flame Palm to the peak level in the inn, and then go to the Zhenbao Pavilion in Wu'an City.
Without a spare trump card in hand, Jiang Fan felt a little uneasy. Once you leave Ziyang City, there will be no help from Su Yumei. The only way out is to increase your strength as soon as possible.
"If Xiaojiu hadn't helped me just now, I might have gotten into trouble, and might even have needed Master's help." Jiang Fan shook his head helplessly, and then started practicing.
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...
Next, Jiang Fan recited the formula of Flame Palm and devoted himself to practice.
I don’t know how long it took, but a beautiful figure flashed outside the window, looking a little embarrassed.
"Qin Xue! You can't escape my grasp today!" came a familiar and annoying voice.
"I can't wait to get you!" he said with a lewd smile.
After that beautiful silhouette passed by, several figures quickly flew past Jiang Fan's window.
"Is it her?" Jiang Fan suddenly opened his eyes and looked out the window.
