The Immortal Lord of the Reborn City Arrives

After returning to the room, Lin Fan did not start cultivating immediately.

Closing his eyes, he briefly recalled the defects of the exercises he had practiced when he went to Zhou's house for a banquet to diagnose Liu Shiqian's pulse last time.

He hasn't paid much attention to this matter, after all, a basic exercise, for him as an immortal venerable, the completion is just a matter of grasping it.

However, the three-day appointment will come soon, so let's correct the exercises for him today.

At the same time, Liu Qianxue's arrogant appearance appeared in his mind.

Lin Fan shook his head and smiled, and sighed: "

It's not necessary, I watched her seal hall that day, but I still have some skills for cultivating immortals, and when the time comes, test his spiritual root to see what attributes he belongs to, and it's okay to include it in my personal disciples."

Now that there are Wan Huayang and Heizi as the Zhenmu Hall Master and the Houtu Hall Master, there are still three that are needed to form the Five Elements Fangtian Great Array.

At present, there is no hurry, I haven't built a foundation yet, as long as I find five apprentices before the Dan stage and raise their cultivation to the fifth order of qi refining.

After a short period of effort, Lin Fan completed the exercises that the Liu family regarded as treasures.

Not only did he eliminate the loopholes in it, but he also added his own insights in many places, if he cultivated according to Lin Fan's heart exercises, he didn't know how much power he would have to improve.

It's just that this kind of exercise, when placed in the Immortal Cultivation Domain, is just a rotten street, and Lin Fan doesn't bother to take a look.

Sitting upright on the bed, Lin Fan crossed his legs, swallowed three Gathering Spirit Pills, and began to operate the Taixuan Shangqing Gong, preparing to impact the shackles of the eighth order of qi refining.

At this moment, he was like a huge magnet, and the spiritual power around him was drained by him.

That's not ...... enough, though

Lin Fan frowned, and the three Gathering Spirit Pills that he swallowed instantly turned into juice and entered the sea of qi in the dantian, and a large amount of spiritual power began to gather in the center.

This time it's about the same, it should be enough.

With a pinch of his hands, Lin Fan let out a low shout: Break

!

In the air, there seemed to be a sound of an egg breaking its shell, and the barrier of the ninth layer of qi refining was completely shattered under the impact of spiritual power.

The stars in his eyes flowed, his palms folded, and his gaze moved to the bright moon in the distance.

The essence of heaven and earth began to run through his body, constantly shaping and strengthening his body.

A quarter of an hour later, Lin Fan finally withdrew the exercises and returned to normal.

His skin became more crystal clear, and there was a large amount of black fluid oozing out of his body, all of which were impurities that were discharged after the breakthrough, and he didn't care.

It seems that Professor Wan needs to collect more medicinal materials, and the amount of the Gathering Spirit Pill is simply not enough.

If you want to break through the ninth order of qi refining to the foundation building stage, without a hundred spirit pills, it will not work at all.

Looking up at the foothills of the sky in the distance, although it was already night, Lin Fan could still see that at the top of the mountain, there were white mist-like transcendent qi circling.

This qi is not visible to others, but Lin Fan also saw it more truly after he exerted his contemplation thoughts.

There is a lot of heaven and earth aura!

Lin Fan's face finally showed a hint of relief, it seemed that he had to find a way to go to Tianlu Mountain to cultivate.

At this time, his mobile phone suddenly received a text message, Lin Fan opened it and looked at it, it was a reminder from the bank, the balance on the card had become 50 million, he smiled and sighed:

This guy, the work is quite fast.

At the same time, Haoting One.

Wu Bingxiong sat on the mahogany sofa, a cigar in his mouth, and was thinking about it.

Tonight is really the aftermath of the catastrophe, if it weren't for Lin Fan's presence, I'm afraid this life would be completely over.

He decided that from now on, he must hug Lin Fan's thigh.

Xing Feng's guy said that he still has a master, in case he is killed in the future, with his own strength, it is estimated that it will not be enough for the other party to stuff his teeth, and when the time comes, he will have to rely on Lin Fan to come forward to settle it.

Wu Bingxiong knows very well in his heart this little bit of strength, among the ordinary people in Qinglan City, naturally no one dares to provoke him, but once he joins the martial arts, he is completely inadequate.

With a long exhale, and was about to take a sip of water, the phone on the desk rang.

It's so late, who else is calling him?

Looking at the number, Wu Bingxiong frowned, what is this guy looking for me.

Picking up the phone, he smiled politely and slightly:

"Hey, Mr. Jiang, I don't sleep in the middle of the night, do you have any big contracts to talk to me?"

The person who called was Jiang Wenbin's father Jiang Yuncheng, one of the top ten real estate developers in Qinglan City, and Wu Bingxiong was also developing the property market during this time, so it was inevitable to deal with him and have to pay attention to him.

Jiang Yuncheng's voice seemed to be a little displeased, there was no previous greeting, and he said straight to the point:

"Brother Xiong, I won't talk much nonsense, this time I have something to ask you for help, I want you to help me get rid of one person, five million, you see if it's okay!"

Wu Bingxiong was slightly shocked in his heart, just for this in the middle of the night?

Who made this guy angry like this, it stands to reason that in this Qinglan City, anyone who dares to offend Jiang Yuncheng can be counted in one slap.

This matter must be asked clearly, if you offend someone who can't be offended, you won't be able to eat and walk around, and if it's serious, I'm afraid that your own life will be put into it.

He smiled

and said, "I said Mr. Jiang, who made you angry like this, with your methods in Qinglan City, what kind of person can't you solve, and you have to come forward?"

Jiang Yuncheng paused, and naturally heard the meaning of Wu Bingxiong's words.

Even if I am asked to kill, I must know who killed him, and he will not wade into troubled waters easily.

This old fox!"

"Mr. Wu rest assured, what I asked you to do is a little-known kid, this kid is very rampant, he stepped on three ribs of my family Wenbin, and I don't know what means he used, so far these three ribs can't be connected to the hospital." "

Oh?" Wu Bingxiong was a little surprised:

"This person actually has this means?"

Jiang Yuncheng gritted his teeth with hatred when he mentioned this.

He is considered to be an old man, he only found a junior in his forties, and gave birth to such a son for himself, and he is usually loved by thousands of people, how can he let the child suffer like this.

"Yes, Mr. Wu, our Jiang family's thugs are not that kid's opponent at all, so I thought about it for a long time, and I can only ask you here. "

If you throw out the martial artists, in terms of combat effectiveness alone, it is estimated that no one in Qinglan City can compare with Wu Bingxiong's strength, and he can only ask Wu Bingxiong for this matter.

"You say, could the person who beat your son be

a martial artist?" Hearing this, Jiang Yuncheng hurriedly denied:

"Impossible, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old person, even if he cultivates from his mother's womb, cannot be a martial artist."

Wu Bingxiong was about to nod, but he seemed to suddenly remember something, and hurriedly asked

: "What is the name of the person you want to kill?"

Jiang Yuncheng thought for a while and replied:

"It seems that what Lin is called, I don't know very well." With

a "chirp", Wu Bingxiong's mobile phone fell on the mahogany table, smashing out a loud sound.

He sat in place, his mouth slightly open, feeling a chill in his back, and beads of sweat the size of beans continued to ooze from his head.

Lin Fan ...... Jiang Yuncheng, are you crazy, let me kill

a martial artist? Not to mention that this martial artist has just saved me, even if I am ungrateful, but do you think that I have a few lives enough

to die? If Lin Fan hears this, won't he have to die without a place to bury?" Mr.

Wu ...... Mr. Wu, okay, give me a happy word, Lao Tzu must take this bad breath, and if it doesn't work, add another two million.

Wu Bingxiong picked up the mobile phone tremblingly, and scolded at the phone:

"Jiang Yuncheng, you bastard, you want to die yourself, don't pull Lao Tzu, get out!"

With a "snap", Wu Bingxiong hung up the phone completely.

Now he remembered the power of Lin Fan's knife, and he still had palpitations, and asked Lao Tzu to kill him, unless his brain was kicked by a donkey.

He thought about it for a moment and smiled.

Why don't you take advantage of this time to curry favor with Master Lin?

Wu Bingxiong silently dialed Lin Fan's phone.