Chapter 1,150: Miao Wu Rong Dan Hand

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At the same time, the Lord of Shenhuo City discovered a fact that made his hair stand on end, that is, all the creatures in the City Lord's Mansion, except for each other and himself, had frozen expressions, and their bodies stood there like clay sculptures, even if they were not even on a leaf. The same goes for insects.

This method subverted his cognition. Moreover, he still froze silently without any sign!

Is this really possible at the late Xuan level?

The Lord of Shenhuo City began to doubt life.

Then, the young man flicked the dust on his clothes with his fingers and nodded.

The next moment, the aura that covered the City Lord's Mansion fluctuated. If it was a drizzle before, then now it was a torrential rain, suddenly rising to an unknown number of levels.

"Earth...ground steps..."

The Lord of Shenhuo City fell to the ground with a plop, and rolled and begged Zhao Fan for mercy: "Senior, senior, I was the one who offended him blindly, and I deserve death. I deserve death."

Zhao Fan looked down with satisfaction. This unexpected experiment had good results.

Integrating the soul amplitude into the breath fluctuations creates a sense of oppression that is almost the same as the real mid-earth level.

Zhao Fan originally wanted to turn his aura fluctuations into pressure, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it. Otherwise, the Shenhuo City Lord who was only at the early Xuan level would probably be crushed into a meat pie when faced with the pressure of the middle Earth level!

The aura fluctuations emitted can shock the mind, and when turned into pressure, it can act on the entity.

After a few seconds, Zhao Fan calmed down the fluctuations in his aura with a thought. He stood on the punishment platform as if he were harmless, which was very deceptive.

The Lord of Shenhuo City felt the invisible pressure disappear, but he no longer dared to treat the young man as a martial arts master. Regardless of his dignity, he knelt on the ground and waited for the other party's anger to come.

That is a high-level existence!

Even if I burn the two sources, I'm afraid that if I don't escape even one step, I will be destroyed physically and mentally.

"Get up."

Zhao Fan raised his hand and said, "I'm too lazy to argue with you."

"ah?"

The Lord of Shenhuo City was dumbfounded again. This happiness came too suddenly, and he thought it was an hallucination.

"It doesn't matter, you can kneel if you like."

Zhao Fan said nonchalantly: "It's very sad that your son was killed, but it's your fault to arrest people randomly to vent your anger."

"Senior Qi."

The Lord of Shenhuo City explained with a dry mouth: "I, I don't know that I arrested the wrong person. It's all because of Chen Jun's indiscriminate behavior."

"Is it interesting to dodge?"

Zhao Fan looked cold.

The Lord of Shenhuo City's neck was as constricted as a quail, how dare he open his mouth to defend himself.

"He arrested the wrong person, but you didn't even verify it before you went ahead and sentenced him." Zhao Fan sighed, then waved his hand and said, "What's more, your son was used to being domineering and domineering, so he brought it upon himself to die. If you're the one to blame, It’s your fault that you didn’t teach yourself well.”

"Yes Yes Yes."

The Lord of Shenhuo City nodded repeatedly.

"By the way, I was passing by this place and I liked Wang Ming in your house, so I took him away. You don't have any objections, right?" Zhao Fan lowered his head and looked down at the other party.

"No no."

"Then Chen Jun is his brother. Just arrest random people and give them a little punishment."

When Zhao Fan finished his words, his figure disappeared without a trace as if he evaporated out of thin air.

The Lord of Shenhuo City knelt down for nearly a stick of incense as if he had been granted amnesty. Afterwards, many monks in the City Lord's Mansion returned to normal.

When they saw the embarrassed city lord, they were stunned and didn't understand what was happening.

And the young man who was tortured also disappeared...



At this moment, Zhao Fan showed up at the bun shop he visited yesterday. When the boss saw him coming, he picked up a full bag and said, "Ten Dihuo buns."

"Thanks."

Zhao Fan took the bag, floated into the air, and left Shenhuo City under the adoring eyes of countless people in the city.

On the way, while eating, he exclaimed: "This Dihuobao is really delicious, but it's a pity that there are too few."

"Master, why did you let the Lord of the Divine Fire City go?"

The drooling Titan Tyrant Bear asked in confusion.

"No matter what, he is the lord of a city. Killing him will cause unnecessary trouble." Zhao Fan threw three earth fire bags into the Quicksand Pagoda, and then said: "Besides, he was not the one who captured the person, because his son is dead. I can understand even if I am eager, and with today’s lesson, I can restrain myself in the future.”

"Although the young master is kind," Huo Yan Suan Ni said with a smile, "but he never spared anyone who deserved to be killed."

"That's natural."

Zhao Fan shrugged his shoulders.

Next, it was time to look for fire in the wilderness again.

It took a day of boring stop-and-go to reach the next city.

It is worth mentioning that during the period, an earth fire fire was discovered, but Zhao Fan absorbed a trace of its source fire, deduced it, and judged that the power was not as powerful as his own life fire, so he did not refine it and threw it away. Feeling sorry for it, he sealed it away.

"Jincheng, this is a good name."

Zhao Fan looked at the big monument standing under the city gate, then continued to pretend to be a martial arts master, paid the entrance fee, and walked inside.

The size of Ember City is equivalent to one hundred of Divine Fire City!

It is an out-and-out big city in the Territory of Ten Thousand Fires, ranking ninth!

Not only that, the number of monks from outside the territory has also significantly increased.

It is very easy to distinguish between the inside and outside of the domain, because the monks in the domain are recognized by the rules and order and will not be affected by the void fire energy. Compared with the former, the monks from outside the territory are like being exposed to the sun in the summer.

"Master, Jin City is huge." Titan Violent Bear said with great anticipation: "Baozi, I want Baozi, Earth Fire Bao, thousands of them are not too many."

Zhao Fan asked with great interest: "Are there any Skyfire Packages for sale here?"

"Although I have never been here, it is probably like the earth fire package in Shenhuo City."

Huo Yan Suan Ni shook his head and said: "With the scale of Jin City, it is impossible to supply unlimited supply of Sky Fire Packs. Most of them are limited."

"All right."

Zhao Fan looked for the bun shop.

There are several stores in succession, but although the Dihuobao is not a monthly limit, it is a daily limit and has been sold out.

After walking around, I found a large one.

When asked, there is more.

The boss even patted his chest and said, "Little brother, I'll have as much as you want."

"Then come one hundred thousand."

While Zhao Fan was speaking, a purple crystal card appeared in his palm.

This is the five-star Juyuan Zika that originated from the Lord's Mansion of Zhankun City.

The boss's pupils tightened. He looked at the textured purple light fluctuations on the crystal card and the three characters of Juyuanzhuang. He staggered and almost fell to the ground. The existence of such a purple card in his name was not a big shot in the world. , and although the aura fluctuation is only a martial arts master, his identity is definitely close to the owner of the main card!

His attitude immediately changed, and he bowed solemnly and said: "Dear Sir, I just went too far. Please pay attention. We still have about a thousand left in our store today."

"Then pack it all up."

Zhao Fan threw over another ownerless storage ring.

"Okay, please wait a moment, it will be ready soon." The boss was flattered and turned around, telling the waiter to get busy.

Zhao Fan patiently waited for half a stick of incense before the other party sent the storage ring over, "Dear Sir, please accept it."

After refining, Zhao Fan swept his mind into it and found that it was more than 1,100, so he said: "Then pay."

After swiping the card, he gradually disappeared into the distance of the street under the awed eyes of the boss.



"Next time, try the six-star purple card from Tongbao Pavilion on Seventeen."

Zhao Fan smiled in his heart. He would get tired of pretending to be cool in the same way. Trying it once in a while can keep it fresh.

After wandering aimlessly for half an hour, Zhao Fan vaguely heard that the street next door seemed to be extremely lively, so he moved over and saw that the place was crowded with people. The source was an old man setting up a stall on the street. Next to him, A sign was put up saying, "Medicinal materials are provided and alchemy is made free of charge."

Free alchemy is a rare bargain.

At first, some people doubted the old man's level of alchemy, but after refining everything from wild-grade pills to Xuan-grade pills all morning, the monks in Jin City who were in need of pills became excited!

One pass to ten, ten to one hundred, one hundred to pass...

As a result, this street was filled with monks, some who had entered Taoism, and some who were at the Xuan level, all waiting for the old man to finish refining the previous one and vying for the next one. Even in the air and at the end of the street, there were monks squeezing their heads to get closer.

"interesting."

Zhao Fan's figure was like a loach, sliding back and forth and easily squeezing into the first row at the front. The monks around him were all paying attention to the old man who was refining the alchemy, and they didn't notice another figure.

However, the old man who was controlling the alchemy cauldron with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Zhao Fan thoughtfully, then closed his eyes again and continued to refine the alchemy.

"He sensed me...?"

Zhao Fan was startled. With his method, it was impossible to detect it without the perception of the early stage of the earth level, but he could not detect the aura fluctuations of the old alchemist!

This means that the opponent's level is unfathomable, at least above the mid-level earth level!

Zhao Fan was not here to cause trouble, so he calmly watched the old man refining the elixir.

The other party's alchemy techniques were extremely clever. Zhao Fan looked at three elixirs in a row from the time they were made to the time they were made, but he didn't even see the secret.

"Master."

At this time, Qingluan's voice sounded in his consciousness, "If I read correctly, the technique used by this person should be Miao Wu Rong Dan Shou, one of the eight ancient alchemy techniques!"

"Miao Wu Rong Dan Shou?"

Zhao Fan asked in surprise: "Are you sure?"

"I'm still a little unsure..." Qingluan shook his head and said, "Because the techniques shown in refining low-level elixirs are simple and limited, I just vaguely felt that there was a shadow of Miao Wu Rong Dan's hand in it."

Zhao Fan had learned about the eight ancient alchemy techniques as early as when he followed Liang Rui to learn the soul alchemy technique, and there are also relevant records in the inherited messages.

These are all inherited from distant times, but in addition, there are many more that have been lost and difficult to reproduce.

Even though the Eight Great Alchemy Techniques have not been lost, alchemists who master them are extremely rare.

The techniques learned by the vast majority of alchemists in the world are extremely weak compared to the eight ancient alchemy techniques. They have neither efficiency nor speed, and the yield is also low.

The Miao Wu Rong Dan Shou ranked third.

Zhao Fan focused his attention on the old man's hands. However, what the monks wanted to practice was below the earth level. This was equivalent to killing a chicken with a butcher's knife, and the real skills were of no use at all.

"It should be the Miaowu Rongdan hand." Huoyan Suanni expressed his opinion at this moment, "The range of the old man's ten fingers when starting the hand and condensing the elixir is compared with the Miaowu Rongdan hand I have seen. , is simplified. But that doesn’t mean it’s not fully understood.”

Zhao Fan nodded, mastering the complete ones first, then simplifying the complex ones, and omitting the wasteful steps when refining low-level elixirs.

"Can you tell that he is of a different rank?"

Zhao Fan asked.

"can not tell."

The three bodyguards shook their heads. The old man concealed the fluctuations in his aura too perfectly, just like an ordinary person. Even during the process of refining the elixir, his body was as smooth as ever.

In other words, when the old man made alchemy, he did not use his soul power at all, but simply relied on his technique.

About two hours passed.

After the old man finished refining the elixir, he extinguished the flames in the cauldron. He looked slightly tired and said to the many monks with fiery eyes: "Sorry, I'm tired today, so let's stop here."

"Don't go, old man!"

"Isn't it enough if I give you money?!"

"Forget it, forget it, he has really been unable to bear it since he made the alchemy early."

"Then will you come again tomorrow?"

While many monks were disappointed, they reluctantly asked the old man whether the alchemy was free and of excellent quality, which made them feel like pie falling from the sky...