In the afternoon, Su Fan sat cross-legged in the monastery of the Zangfa Hall. He held an ancient book and read it with gusto.
The incense burner on the low table was lit with incense, and the fragrant air curled up, making people feel refreshed.
At this time, the small red clay stove next to him started to steam.
He picked up the kettle on the stove, made himself a cup of spiritual tea, and then drank happily.
Su Fan put down the tea cup and was about to continue reading when the communication array around his waist vibrated slightly.
He picked it up, looked at it, smiled, and then activated the communication array, and a shadow popped up in an instant, it was Zhang Junpu.
"Brother, where are you..."
"Where else can I be, at the Tibetan Dharma Hall? It's my turn to be on duty these days..."
"I'll go over there right away. Make a pot of spiritual tea and wait for me..."
Su Fan put away the communication array and shook his head.
"This guy……"
He was more willing to associate with Zhang Junpu than Qiu Dianquan. Even in the entire Chunjun Demon Sect, he could get along with this guy.
Back then, he was just a little transparent person in the Yunze world. Others ignored him and left him to fend for himself. Zhang Junpu was the only one in the entire team who pulled him.
In times of crisis, humanity is most visible.
Although Su Fan didn't need the other person's help at all, he always remembered this favor.
The two have similar temperaments, and now they have no worries about talking to each other.
Zhang Junpu walked into the hall of Zangfa Hall. When the few girls behind the counter saw him, they stood up quickly.
"Meet Master Junpu..."
Zhang Junpu was not polite and pointed at a girl casually.
"Which room is Su Fan in? Take me to find him..."
After hearing this, Chu Han quickly ran out of the counter as if he was flattered, and respectfully led Zhang Junpu to Su Fan's monastery.
"Zhenren Su Fan is inside. I'll take my leave..."
Chu Han bowed and waited for Zhang Junpu to enter the room, then she ran back to the hall with a blushing face.
Several little girls quickly gathered around and started chattering.
"Hanhan, have you spoken to Master Junpu..."
"Master Junpu is so handsome..."
"Oh...why didn't he come to me..."
Chu Han patted her chest, which relieved her rapid heartbeat, but her face was still red.
That was Junpu Zhenren, who ranked among the top twenty in the Chunjun Demon Sect's competition. Not only was he well-born, but he was also so handsome. He was definitely an idol among the female disciples in the sect.
"How does he know Master Su Fan..."
"Could it be that Zhenren Su Fan is the descendant of Gui Jue Demon Lord who lives outside..."
"It's very possible, or he has no chance to meet Master Junpu..."
The girls thought for a while, and in a short while, they came up with a bizarre and bloody plot.
Zhang Junpu walked into the monastery and saw Su Fan making tea for him. He sat down cross-legged, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
Su Fan refilled his glass and asked, "Where are you coming from..."
"Senior Brother Dianquan and I went to Chonghua Realm, completed a few bounty tasks there, and then came back..."
Su Fan had heard about this small plane, which belonged to the demon clan's sphere of influence. The battle there was fierce, and the human monks and the demon clan had been fighting for decades without a winner.
"You live a comfortable life every day..."
"I don't want to fight or steal. I just want to practice with peace of mind. Is there anything wrong..."
Zhang Junpu sighed and said: "It's a pity that with your strength, you will definitely be able to reach the top 100 on the Kunxu Tian record list..."
"Fame and wealth are just floating clouds..."
After listening to Su Fan's words, Zhang Junpu almost became angry to death.
He turned his head and looked outside, and said with a smile: "The girls in the Zangfa Hall are quite good..."
Su Fan was so angry that he glared at the other party.
"Brother, they are still children, and you can be a grandfather at your age..."
"What's the matter? Don't tell me. You've been in the sect for so long and you don't even have a good partner. Do you need a buddy to help you introduce some..."
Let me introduce you, this guy is not a good cake either.
"I am a serious person, how can I be so casual..."
Zhang Junpu immediately became energetic after hearing this, and he looked at Su Fan with a half-smile.
"You're not still a virgin, haha..."
You are really a virgin, your whole family is a virgin.
"I even have a daughter, do you have one..."
Zhang Junpu was stunned for a moment and said: "Well...this really doesn't exist..."
After he finished speaking, he teased: "How many Taoist companions do you have..."
Su Fan smiled, and the images of senior sister and Lu Qinghuan suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Two...ah, no, it's three..."
Although Li Miaoxue put up her pants and refused to admit it, Su Fan still added her.
Zhang Junpu laughed loudly after hearing this and said: "Brother, you can do it. Are they still in your original plane..."
Su Fan smiled bitterly, and then nodded silently.
Seeing that Su Fan was a little depressed, Zhang Junpu patted him on the shoulder.
"It's okay. One day my parents will pass by your place and help you bring them here..."
Su Fan, who was still a little disappointed, suddenly became energetic after hearing Zhang Junpu's words.
"Brother, if it's true or false, don't fool me..."
Zhang Junpu rolled his eyes and said, "On this trivial matter, am I going to deceive you..."
This is a bit of a mess, but it's across planes.
Su Fan grabbed the other person's arm and said with a serious face: "Brother, you have to help me. I miss my daughter so much that I almost go crazy..."
Su Fan's physical body was as strong as a monster, how could the other party resist him?
"Brother, let go first, you are pinching me..."
He broke free from Su Fan's clutches, grinning and rubbing his arms.
"This is really not a big deal, but you still have to wait ten or eight years. Our family's space-time fleet only goes out every thirty years."
Su Fan quickly poured him a cup of spiritual tea and presented it to him with both hands.
"Brother, you must help me with this..."
Seeing the eagerness on Su Fan's face, Zhang Junpu was stunned.
"Which plane are you from..."
"Xuanluo Realm..."
"What the hell, where is the Xuanluo Realm..."
Su Fan listened for a while and didn't know how to answer, because he couldn't tell where the Xuanluo Realm was.
There was something in his heart, and he suddenly remembered the two people he met in the magic boat.
"By the way, our Xuanluo Realm seems to be on the same road as the 'Haotian Realm' and the 'Chiyuan Realm'..."
Zhang Junpu was still confused after hearing this. He had never heard of this.
"Okay, I'll go back and find someone to inquire..."
What the hell...
After all, the Chunjun Demon Sect is a super demon sect, so how can it possibly know those ordinary small planes.
Despite this, Su Fan was still very excited.
He felt that his structure was a bit small, and he was always used to explaining Kunxu Tian using the Xuanluo world's way of thinking.
Kunxu Tian is also a relatively large plane in the Blue Sky Star Territory. It has very rich cultivation resources, surpassing the Xuanluo Realm by countless places.
Moreover, it has opened up so many dimensional battlefields that achieving cross-dimensional time and space travel is nothing at all.
Now it seems that there should be many ways to return to Xuanluo Realm.
Time and space travel is as difficult for Xuanluo Realm as it was for humans to break out of the solar system in previous lives, but for Kunxutian, it may not be a big deal.
"Brother, have you had lunch? Let's take a sip later..."
Zhang Junpu is also a drinker, he laughed and said: "Nonsense, didn't you see that I came here on the cusp of a meal? I came to your place, if you don't arrange it, who will arrange it..."
Su Fan didn't lead him to the restaurant at Moyun Peak, but went directly to the small courtyard behind the monastery.
He took out the barbecue rack, spiritual wood charcoal, and various ingredients from the ring, and grilled the meat skewers in the yard.
Su Fan always has a Baifang Najie, which is filled with various ingredients and kitchen utensils.
As long as you give him half an hour, he can prepare a table full of skewers, shabu-shabu, seafood, Western food, and the four major cuisines for you.
There is no way, the foodie world doesn’t explain it.
Looking at the various meat skewers displayed on the long barbecue rack, Zhang Junpu was stunned.
He had eaten barbecue before, but this was his first time seeing it grilled like this.
"Brother, what are you eating..."
"Why do you care so much? Just wait and eat..."
Su Fan worked hard for a long time, and finally the roast was done. He took out a square table and placed the grilled meat skewers on it.
"Brother, you eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good when it's cold..."
After he finished speaking, he took out a jar of spiritual wine from the Najie and placed it in front of Zhang Junpu.
"You drink first, and I'll make some cold dishes..."
Zhang Junpu picked up the jar of spiritual wine in front of him, opened the mud seal and smelled it.
"Brother, you are so willing..."
He is also a monk from a family. He has never seen any kind of spiritual wine since he was a child, so of course he knows the price of this jar of spiritual wine.
"It's okay. Who among our buddies is following the other? You've finished drinking..."
Su Fan finally finished his work and had already prepared a large table full of dishes.
He sat opposite Zhang Junpu and got him a glass of spiritual wine.
"Come on... let's go one by one..."
The two of them drank all afternoon, and they were all in high spirits. The two jars of spiritual wine were almost empty.
"By the way, in a few years, there will be a space-time arena in the Blue Sky Star Territory, and you don't want to see it..."
"Time and Space Arena..."
Su Fan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.
Are you kidding me? The Blue Sky Star Region's once-in-a-hundred-year space-time arena doesn't sound like a good place.
Whoever you love will go, even if you beat him to death, you won't go.
"I'm going to join in the fun. Why, you want to go..."
Zhang Junpu sighed, raised his head and took a sip from the wine glass.
"I would like to go, but unfortunately I don't have the qualifications. Only the top ten elite disciples in the sect competition have the opportunity to participate..."
"What about Senior Brother Dianquan? Is he qualified to go to the Space-Time Arena..."
"Senior Brother Dioquan ranked sixth in the competition, so of course he is qualified..."
Su Fan smiled, and then poured a glass of spiritual wine for Zhang Junpu.
"It's not easy to survive in the space-time arena of the Blue Sky Star Territory..."
"Well...it is said that out of the ten disciples from the sect who have participated in the Space-Time Arena, two or three of them come back each time..."
The mortality rate is 70% to 80%, so they are still rushing to go there. I really don’t know what these people are thinking. Isn’t this a rush to die?
The two of them drank until midnight, before Zhang Junpu swayed away.
Su Fan was also drunk and slept until noon the next day.
He rubbed his swollen and painful head, got up from the ground, sat down cross-legged, and exercised his energy to eliminate the alcohol.
"call……"
Su Fan spit out the strong smell of alcohol and suddenly felt clear-headed and clear-eyed.
After breakfast, he went to a room behind the monastery, which was his utensil-making room.
Because Su Fan has been thinking about the natal magic weapon during this period, Su Fan often read books on weapon making in the Tibetan Dharma Hall recently.
Sometimes when I feel inspired, I will go to this tool making room to practice my skills.
Although he still had no clue about his natal magic weapon, he found an idea about the blank of the "Soul-Eating Forgotten River Bell" magic weapon that the sect had rewarded.
Su Fan took out the magic weapon blank of the "Soul-Eating Forgotten River Bell" from the ring, and then took out the "Withered Bone Demon Viper Whip" that had been used for a long time.
As the realm breaks through to the Golden Core realm, this top-quality magical weapon has long become useless.
Even Su Fan himself didn't know how many ghosts the "Withered Bone Demon Viper Whip" had devoured. Anyway, there must be hundreds of thousands.
The "Withered Bone Demon Viper Whip" is vicious and cunning, and its combat power is extremely fierce. If this magical weapon were given to a Foundation Establishment Realm Ghost Dao disciple to use, it would definitely be called a divine weapon.
But Su Fan was not that noble. Even though it was of little use, he was still reluctant to sell it.
After reading ancient books in the Tibetan Dharma Hall during this period, Su Fan finally found a glimmer of inspiration. He planned to integrate the "Withered Bone Demon Viper Whip" into the "Soul-Eating Forgotten River Bell".
The "Soul-eating Wangchuan Bell" is actually an imitation of the ancient Taoist artifact "Wangchuan Bell".
Many of the natal magic weapons who majored in Shenhun Dao Demonic Cultivation chose the "Soul-eating Forgotten River Bell", and they also refined their own styles according to their own characteristics.
He doesn't want to use the "Soul-Eating Forgotten River Bell" as his natal magic weapon, but as one of his trump cards, this magic weapon is pretty good.
In addition, Su Fan also found a suitable refining idea for himself through the experience of his predecessors in the Tibetan Dharma Hall.
Two days later, Su Fan walked out of the tool-making studio with a smile on his face, playing with a small jet black clock that was about an inch in size.
The surface of the small clock is engraved with detailed and strange inscriptions, and the whole body looks magnificent and strange in the flow of brilliance, like some kind of rune, with an evil dark light flickering faintly.
If you look carefully, you will find a skeletal snake covered in ferocious bone spurs.
In order to integrate the "Withered Bone Demon Viper Whip" into the "Soul-eating Forgotten River Bell", Su Fan spent a lot of effort, but fortunately the final result was good.
He threw the "Soul-eating Forgotten River Bell" in his hand into the air. The small bell was good at catching the wind, and instantly turned into a huge pitch-black bell several feet in size.
The pitch-black giant bell was hidden in the thick smoke of magic. Countless ghosts with hideous faces howled miserably in the smoke, exuding an extremely evil aura.
Su Fan pinched his fingers and chanted a curse, then raised his hand and pointed.
"Buzz..."
A buzzing sound was heard, and a sound wave visible to the naked eye spread to the surroundings instantly. The entire courtyard shook violently, and even the space became flat and distorted.
"broken……"
Su Fan quickly took out a second-level isolation jade talisman and crushed it with a "pop" sound.
But it was too late, there was still a shrill humming sound coming from the small courtyard.
Hundreds of meters away, in the hall of the Zangfa Hall, there were more than a hundred young disciples of the Chunjun Demon Sect. They were gathering in small groups to play and play.
Suddenly, a vague buzzing sound came, like a demonic sound from outside the territory, instantly making everyone's vision go dark.
The more than a hundred Qi-training and foundation-building disciples gathered in the main hall all covered their heads and collapsed to the ground.
After a while, Su Fan trotted to the main hall. Looking at the many disciples spread out on the ground, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He walked up to a qi-training disciple, his eyes focused, his consciousness scanned his body, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he only tried it briefly and only exerted less than 10% of the power of the "Soul-Eating Forgotten Bell".
Su Fan glanced at the many young disciples spread out on the floor of the hall, stretched out his hand, snapped his fingers, then turned and left.
"Snapped……"
The disciples who fainted in the main hall only felt a crisp sound in their minds.
It was like a bell lingering in their ears, and their confused minds instantly regained their clarity.
Everyone got up from the ground one after another, looking around each other with confused faces.
Who am I, where am I, what am I doing.
No one knows what happened just now.
The instigator had already returned to his own monastery, acting as if nothing had happened. Anyway, even if someone came to ask, he would not admit it.
Su Fan played with the "Soul-eating Wangchuan Bell" in his hand. He had underestimated the power of this magic weapon just now, but he did not expect that the power would be so terrifying.
As soon as he focused his eyes, he saw a black shadow wrapped in thick magic smoke jumping out of the small bell and circling up and down in the monastery.
Su Fan nodded with satisfaction and waved the shadow into the "Soul-eating Forgotten River Bell".
This magic weapon has finally been finalized. Not only can it instantly release a strange sound wave that attacks the soul, but it can also protect Su Fan's soul from being infringed.
Moreover, the essence of the "Withered Bone Demon Viper" is sealed in the small bell, which can be hidden in the "Soul-Eating Forgotten River Bell" to sneak attack on the opponent.
This essence is condensed from countless resentful souls, and its power is naturally extraordinary.
Moreover, this spirit can also slowly grow by continuously devouring ghosts, and its power will become more and more powerful.
Su Fan put the "Soul-eating Forgotten River Bell" into the Najie, and then began to think about his own magic weapon.
Master Jindan’s natal magic weapon is no ordinary magic weapon.
Many golden elixir monks who have made breakthroughs for many years have still not succeeded in refining their own magic weapon.
Of course, you can fool him if you want, but the power will be greatly reduced.
Moreover, the natal magic weapon will follow the monk for his whole life. As the monk's realm improves, he will continue to grow. Some of the best natal magic weapons can even grow into Taoist tools.
Since I don't have any ideas for the time being, let's just wait and see.
This is really not a matter of urgency.
The next day, Su Fan made a handover with another elder on duty at the Golden Core, and then came to leave.
When he walked out of the hall, several little girls behind the counter gathered together again.
"The magic sound yesterday, I don't know if Su Fan was affected by it yesterday..."
"I guess he fell asleep just like us, haha..."
"No way, he is also Jin Dan Zhenren..."
"That's not necessarily the case. It is said that the golden elixir monks in small places are very good..."
What happened in the Zangfa Hall yesterday, after everyone's reasoning, they always believed that it was a trace of magic sound emitted by a certain demon king of the sect while making a weapon.
There was a precedent for this kind of thing in the Chunjun Demon Sect. Anyway, no one thought that the culprit was Su Fan.
(End of chapter)
