Rebirth – City Cultivation

"How, I was touched by my words, fell in love with me?" Lu Yanxue looked up and caught a narrow smile.

"Love you?" Chen Fan smiled and shook his head.

If Chen Fan of her previous life meets her, she might like her.

Jiang Churan, Xu Rongzhen, Yu Wenjing, Lu Yanxue, each of them is so outstanding, so dazzling, Chen Fan of the previous life is just a common man, and if he encounters one, he will not be attracted.

It is a pity that in front of Lu Yanxue, Bei Xuan Xian Zun, who has been honed for five hundred years and has been under pressure. His gaze has long surpassed the love and joy of the mortal world, and began to look at the universe and time, and traced it to immortality. When Chen Fan’s childhood was left with a mark, there would be no chance.

Although Chen Fan thought about this, he did not say it. He can detect the sadness behind the girl's smile. She is a living person, but she is given to others as a gift, and her self-esteem can't bear it.

"Forget it, don't say this. Let's go and take a tour of our ancient city of Linzhou."

Lu Yanxue cheered up, and the slender little hand took Chen Fan's arm and smiled cheerfully.

After the two left, Lu Hexuan, standing in the shadow, turned out of his body:

"Dragon Grandpa, what is the origin of Chen Beixuan?"

"He said that he came from Chuzhou and got to know Yan Xue in the middle of the road. It seems to be true, but it may not be." Lu Tianlong faintly shook his head. "In the place of Jiangbei, there is no genre of martial arts or a family of martial arts, and there is no master of cross-training."

"The forces of our Lu family will eventually be limited to Tiannan, otherwise they will be able to find out." Lu Hexuan long sighed.

"Hexuan, you don't need to worry, I have sent people to Chuzhou to inquire, and will soon understand." Lu Tianlong slightly frowned: "Your priority now is to quickly break through the peak of internal strength, and my Lu family is handed down by martial arts. Everything else is a trail. If there is another master, can the Chinese father of the sea still hold us?"

"Yes, Grandpa Dragon." Lu Hexuan's face is awe-inspiring, right.

Lu Tianlong was only satisfied with nodding at this time.

Lu’s generation, Lu Hexuan and Lu Yanwu, are all amazing and brilliant, and they are shining in their respective fields.

From the second day onwards, the number of warriors who came to the party increased.

Originally only a few dozen, it has now increased to one or two hundred. Chen Fan never thought that there were so many extraordinary existences in the real society. I really don't know how he lived through the past thirty years.

He is now stalling during the day and accompanying Lu Yanxue and Liao Xiaoqian to visit Linzhou in the afternoon.

Chen Fan is not in a hurry. The main purpose of this is that he has a spiritual medicine. Since he has already had Li Jia and Yao Shen Gu, the medicine is completed. If you can receive some spiritual things, it is an accident. The joy.

"I went, I actually have a quenching class of medicinal herbs? It is really helping me!"

A dusty servant, the middle-aged warrior who was unshaven, saw the banner, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He patted the table and said: "Boy, how many quenching drugs you have, I am all inclusive."

Finished, pull out a password box, the lid pops open, inside is a thick green paper, all dollars!

This box of dollars, less than one or two million!

Chen Fan sat there, his head didn't lift, he didn't seem to see it.

"Don't you hear me?" The middle-aged warrior's eyes stunned, revealing the fierce light of the monks.

Any warrior, temper will not be too good. After all, the chest is sharp, killing the machine. What's more, the middle-aged warriors straddle overseas, and in the mercenary world, there are countless killings, and a murderous murder is horrendous.

Chen Fan still does not move.

The people around him looked at the middle-aged warriors with compassion. At this time, the middle-aged warrior also noticed that it was wrong, just as a martial artist who had known each other quickly grabbed him and hardened him.

"Blood knife, don't you see the banner? He only collects thousands of gods, or special spirits. Nothing else."

"Great tone!" The blood knife snorted. "Millennium medicine, I am afraid it is the treasure of the townspeople of the top family."

He looked around Chen Fan, seeing Chen Fanping is not surprising, unlike the cultivation of internal strength, but the big one behind is huge, it is estimated that some can bear, but can not stop his three fists and feet.

However, the blood knife experienced a lot, did not act rashly, but asked:

"You can't buy it, just look at it like this?"

"Where can you?" The acquaintance smiled bitterly: "This guy has not only the top quality of the body, but also the best medicine, even Lu Jia and Yao Shen Gu Li Jia want to recruit him, he refused. That night, There are six warriors besieging him, including the guardian of the King Kong Temple, and you guessed it?"

"King Kong Temple protection law? That can not be a cross-training Dacheng can be?" Blood knife slightly moved. "and after?"

Although he has been abroad for a long time, he has also heard the name of the Jingang Temple. With his cultivation, although he is not afraid, he is not willing to provoke.

"All of them were crushed and crushed like a chicken! The six warriors did not have a whole body. The only one escaped. The rumor was also smashed by the master of the technique in the face of Miss Jingyi. The singer was serious." .

"What?" The blood knife took a breath.

"Medical God Valley is not famous for fighting the law, but Ms. Jing Yi is already in the middle of the road, and she has a strong weapon to protect her body. In front of her face, there is also a slashing and smashing the Jingang Temple to protect the law."

"So, you can't provoke it, you can't provoke it." The acquaintance shook his head. "The boy looks ordinary, but everyone guesses that he is a master of the road. And the giant man behind him is a rare master of the world. ""

"The master of cross training!" The blood knife was completely eclipsed.

The more an overseas warrior like him, the more he knows the horror of the master.

On the mercenary battlefield, ordinary warriors may need to avoid bullets, but the masters of cross-dressing put on the armor, they can charge like a tank, and ordinary rifles can't hurt them. On the battlefield, he met the master of this refining body with the most headache, so he wanted to seek quenching medicine.

When he thought of this, he was afraid after a while and thanked him again and again.

This time, when the blood knife comes again, it will be respectful:

"Mr. Chen, I don't have a thousand years of medicine, but there is one thing, I don't know if I can get into your eyes?"

"Oh? I look at it." Chen Fan raised his eyes slightly, and when he saw the object, he could not help but gaze.

I saw in the hands of the blood knife, is a gold statue, engraved with an eagle first person, a **** with a double-winged back. The statue knife was rough and wild, as if it was polished with a stone knife, but with a strange wave, people stared for a long time, as if they would be dizzy.

"The strong spiritual strength is wrong, this is the power of faith!" Chen Fan slightly frowned.

When God touches the statue, he can see a pair of portraits, all of whom are men and women in white clothes, squatting.

"Boom!"

The spiritual power on the statue was shocked by the gods, and suddenly turned into a stormy wave to Chen Fanchong.

In an instant, Chen Fan seemed to be in the hot desert, surrounded by white cloth, wrapped in the body, and fell to the ground to worship the interracial aliens. On top of his head is a sacred god, holding a golden scepter and a golden eagle.

"heresy!"

The eagle-headed **** seemed to find a crowd, and the only one who did not bow down, suddenly made a loud noise.

Then he raised a golden foot of a basketball court size and stepped on to Chen Fan.

"There are a few souls in the district, and dare to do it!"

In the face of such a terrible power, Chen Fan was not shocked, but snorted. Because he knows that this is not true, it is just the illusory space of the power structure in the gods.

"Get up!"

He instantly urged the refining gods, and an invisible **** condensed into a solid in this illusion space, and then condensed into a long silver knife with a long length.

"cut!"

Chen Fan gave a drink.

The silver long knife was fiercely spurred. She shot out and took a long, silver-and-white rainbow to the statue. In front of the gods, the silver long knife seems to be just a toothpick.

But at its glance, the golden statue is like a piece of cheese that has been cut by a sharp blade. It is easily smashed, and even the whole space is cut in half. The sky splits a huge mouth, and behind it is a dark curtain of empty holes.

"Stab!"

The phantom was broken and Chen Fan returned to Lujia Manor again.

Countless buzzing sounds like a tidal wave returning to his ears, and the blood knife in front of him still holds the golden idol, as if only the scene was seen by Chen Fan. Only the light on the statue seems to be faint.

"A good soul, I am careless."

Chen Fanduan sat still, but his face was white for a moment.

God's thoughts are formed in a cohesive manner. This is at least a means for Tong Xuan and even the Shenhai to display. Chen Fan forced to display it in order to break through the fantasy space. Although he broke the fantasy, his own thoughts were also damaged.

"But getting this statue, it hurts."

Chen Fan looked at the golden statue with enthusiasm.

"Mr. Chen, how do you see this statue of me?" See Chen Fan for a long time, the blood knife cautiously asked.

"Yes." Chen Fan simply nodded and picked up a porcelain bottle: "There are fifty quenched pills inside, is that enough?"

"Enough is enough!" Blood knife hurriedly took the porcelain bottle, opened it, only smelled a scent of fragrant medicine, knowing that it was a big medicine, suddenly nodded.

He wanted to leave when he put down the golden statue, but he did not expect to be stopped by Chen Fan.

"I will give you another bottle of remedy. You will tell me all the origins of this statue."

"Really!" Blood knife ecstasy.

He did not expect Chen Fan to be so interested in this statue.

To know that this statue is only his mission to save a big rich man in the Middle East, the wealthy mortgaged his property, although he feels a little different in his hands, but how can not detect what is different. However, the gold of the statue itself is very valuable, so it is retained for such a long time.

"Yes, I know, tell you all." The blood knife beat the chest.

With the blood knife coming, Chen Fancai knows the true origin of this statue. (To be continued.)