Chapter 20: Under the Pavilion of the Storm [Ask for Collection]

It is said that if you don't fight, you don't know each other, Zhuo Bufan and the profiteer Chu Mubai don't know each other at all.

Although this profiteer was nervous, Zhuo Bufan was still very grateful to him and helped him cultivate his soul.

"Boy, the cultivation of the divine soul is extremely difficult and dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will be wiped out. Let me show you the way, if you want to cultivate the divine soul, then join a mountain sect or a force for systematic cultivation. ”

"Of course, you kid doesn't know what exercises he has cultivated, and he has developed an inexplicable physique. The general mountain sect will not accept you. ”

"A suggestion for you, go to the Temple of Charms!"

In the end, the profiteer kindly pointed out a clear path to Zhuo Bufan and suggested that he go to the Charm Temple.

However, Zhuo Bufan has decided to join the Four Seasons Mountains and Rivers, and he will go to the Four Seasons Mountains and Rivers Treasure Hunting Conference tomorrow morning.

"Hey, I also want to ask you a question, how can I enter the second stage of cultivation?"

Zhuo Bufan spent so much money, he couldn't spend it in vain, he still had to ask what he should ask.

After hearing this, the profiteer replied, "The first realm of the second stage is called the Jindan realm. If you want to refine the golden pill, you need to fuse the three of essence, qi, and spirit. ”

"Now that I have the essence, qi, and spirit, can I enter the second stage of cultivation now?"

Zhuo Bufan knew that entering the second stage of cultivation did not mean that the first stage of cultivation was over, on the contrary, the first stage of cultivation would accompany him for the rest of his life.

"Of course not, now if you were to Yudan, you would blow it to pieces. The profiteer exaggerated.

"If you want to get married, your Divine Soul must reach the fifth level, which is the Yuan Shen Stage. Only the divine soul of the primordial god stage can withstand the energy generated when the pill is formed. ”

Hearing this, Zhuo Bufan nodded. In other words, the fifth primordial period of the divine soul is the key.

"Boy, this thing is for you, put all your in it, and get out!"

The profiteer Chu Mubai threw a ring to Zhuo Bufan, which was a ring, and the steel ring was inlaid with a white spar the size of a soybean, which was the lowest level of a talisman treasure.

"How do you use this thing?" Zhuo Bufan said in confusion with the ring, although he had refined the divine soul, he still hadn't found the trick.

"Hey, it's so stupid, I'm going to charge you an extra thousand spirit stones. Focus all your attention on this broken ring, and you'll see a space. This ring opened naturally. ”

Zhuo Bufan did as Chu Mubai said, and really opened the ring.

Inside this ring, there is a space of one cubic meter, like a large wooden box. It's small, but it's good enough to fit all the mess on his body.

Zhuo Bufan's mind moved, and the rings, crystal cards, shadowless crossbows, crow feather knives, including the Thousand Evil Sword, and a large pile of messy books given by profiteers, were all included in the ring.

No more, no less, just stuffed.

"By the way, what is the Divine Soul Seal? Zhuo Bufan has unconsciously regarded the profiteer Chu Mubai as an encyclopedia.

"The Divine Soul Seal is a wisp of your Divine Soul, and if you separate your Divine Soul from a strand and integrate it into the rune treasure, then this rune treasure is your personal property. ”

"If someone else wants to use it, they can only erase your Divine Soul Mark. ”

"How?" Zhuo Bufan continued.

Asking questions if you don't understand has always been a good habit for him. However, in the eyes of profiteer Chu Mubai, it is extremely annoying.

"First of all, out of body!"

After Zhuo Bufan listened, he closed his eyes and snorted, out of his body!

This time, his spirit did not float out directly, but attached to his body. The spirit wrapped his body in a looming place.

"Grab the ring and separate a part of the soul and leave it on the ring. The profiteer said.

Zhuo Bufan did as he said, and separated a part of the divine soul from his fingertips and burrowed into the ring.

"The soul is in its place!"

Immediately, Zhuo Bufan's soul returned to its place, and he felt the time of accepting the ring in front of him again.

I found that this ring and his soul seemed to be integrated and became inseparable. He was able to perceive the presence of the Na Ring all the time.

"That's great, so I don't have to fight back. ”

Zhuo Bufan put on the ring and looked relaxed.

"Boy, that ring was specially refined by me, and now it is recognized by you. I won't talk to you about it, just give me two thousand spirit stones and sell them to you. ”

Profiteer Chu Mubai stretched out his hand and said to Zhuo Bufan.

Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan was stunned and said, "I'll wipe it, isn't this what you sent me?"

"Send it to you, is there such a good thing in the world? Hurry up, two thousand spirit stones, not one is missing. ”

"Profiteer, I didn't!"

Zhuo Bufan didn't think about it, he ran away, and rushed out of the profiteer's yard.

Zhuo Bufan, who escaped from the profiteer's lair, felt like he had escaped from the mouth of a tiger and escaped alive.

Looking back, he was relieved to see that the profiteers hadn't caught up.

I think the profiteer was just joking with him.

Later, he found a tavern and spent the night.

Early the next morning, after some inquiry, he went to the Fengbo Pavilion.

He hadn't forgotten that today was the day of the Treasure Hunt.

Along the way, he found many people who were like him, and some of them even wore the same outfits as him.

Obviously, the 'Invisibility Suit' is very popular, especially for those of them who want to be killer assassins.

The Wind Wave Pavilion is located on the edge of a quiet river, and when he came to the Wind Wave Pavilion, he found that under the octagonal pavilion of less than ten square meters on that side, it was already full of people.

"There are quite a few people participating in the 'Treasure Hunting Conference' this year! ”

"After all, 'Four Seasons Mountains and Rivers' is the number one killer organization in the world, and becoming the killer of 'Four Seasons Mountains and Rivers' can get the most commissions. ”

"Cultivation is about the Dharma and wealth, the Tao first, and wealth second. Which strong person is not piled up with piles of spirit stones. ”

"I heard that completing a Class E task in 'Four Seasons Mountains and Rivers' is enough for us to get for half a year. This is why so many people want to break their heads and squeeze into the 'Four Seasons Mountains and Rivers'. ”

......

It was only through some conversations that Zhuo Bufan understood the importance of resources for practitioners.

This immortal cultivation realm has become a cruel world of cannibalism, and it is because everyone competes with each other for cultivation resources that it has become such a life-and-death situation.

"The ship is coming. ”

While everyone was talking, they saw a huge wooden boat coming from the mist on the river.

It was a huge wooden ship, three stories up and down. As it came, it broke through the fog and pressed towards the Wind Pavilion, causing everyone to retreat one after another.

Fortunately, the ship stopped in time, otherwise everyone would have thought it would have been crushed.

"Get on board!"

A black-robed man on the boat with a white mask said that his mask was very interesting, with a huge "eight" written on it.

"Could that be the owner of the August Building?"

"It should be, the four seasons of mountains and rivers are divided into four seasons hall master, December landlord, born on three hundred and fifty-six days. ”

"It's autumn, and the treasure hunt is presided over by the three owners of July, August and September. Who else will it be besides the owner of the August Building?"

Hearing the discussion of his predecessors, Zhuo Bufan raised his eyes slightly and looked at the man standing on the bow of the boat.

He stands on the bow of the boat, hands on his back, hunting majestically, and looks like a master.

For a moment, Zhuo Bufan felt that he was looking at himself. Zhuo Bufan immediately lowered his head, not daring to take another look.

He doesn't want to attract too much attention, and in this world, keeping a low profile is king.

"Archive!"

Zhuo Bufan archived in time, covering the archive bar on the first door, and the name on the archive bit became "Wind Wave Pavilion".

On this boat, he didn't know what was going to happen, so it was better to keep it on file in time.