Almost at the same time as the jade bottle and the corpse pill appeared, the bodies of the three demon babies flying in the air suddenly froze, and then like vicious dogs, they instantly pounced.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, shook his hand and opened the jade bottle, and the pure yin qi accumulated in it, which was almost as many as seven layers of Yin Yuan Fruit, dispersed, and was divided into three parts and thrown into the demon baby.

At the same time, the fingernails were lightly scratched, and the corpse pill was also thrown in three parts.

Whether it was collecting pure yin qi or corpse pills, they didn't have a very clear purpose at the time, but they just stored it thinking that it might be useful, and they didn't want to come in handy so quickly.

According to the Soul Venerable Immeasurable Formula, in addition to absorbing yin qi for a long time, the demon baby can also be improved by absorbing the essence of other yin things, whether it is the yin yuan fruit or the corpse pill, they are all of this kind of top grade, and they are naturally great supplements.

In addition, there are other great supplements, such as the human soul and the monk's primordial infant, all of which are of great help to the growth of the demon baby.

The problem is that mortal spirits have little effect, and it is enough to make significant progress without killing tens of millions, such a thing, even if Zhang Fan thinks he is hard-hearted, he can't do it.

As for the monk's divine soul, it is not so easy to obtain, let alone Yuan Ying, it is estimated that there is no hope for a few hundred years.

Fortunately, these pure yin qi and corpse pills are not ordinary things, and they are enough to raise the three demon babies to a certain height, enough to participate in the battle.

After a while, the demon baby seemed to be eating, its small body swelled and contracted, and honestly and consciously re-entered Zhang Fan's body, and continued to put on that appearance of sitting and discussing, digesting the sudden meal.

Feeling the changes in his body, a smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face, everything is over, and now is the time to get out.

Suddenly stood up, waved his hand and removed the prohibition, like a cloud, the small courtyard was bathed in sunlight again.

Immediately, his heart moved, and he stepped out, and suddenly disappeared from the quiet room. When he reappeared, he was already in the courtyard, and there were several golden lights floating in front of him, flickering slightly like a spirit.

Knowing that he was in retreat, what urgent matter did he need to transmit? Zhang Fan frowned, stretched out his hand and summoned all these transmission notes into his hand, and after a while, he raised his head, and his face changed.

The Battle of the Three States, from the old monsters to the new generation, such a big scene actually took turns in a hundred days!

In the mountains, it has been a thousand years in the world. Sometimes it is not only about time, but also about the changes in the world, which can also give people a sense of vicissitudes.

The rest is okay, although it is shocking, it is not your business, the most important thing is the news from Zhuo Hao.

That was what he did before he left the mountain to fight, and he not only described the situation in detail, but also repeatedly told him that if the sect did not force it, he would never invite himself to the battlefield of Tianzhu Mountain.

"Do I give the impression that I am so restless?" Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The meaning of his words was nothing more than that many sect disciples had already fallen, and if he wanted him to continue his retreat, it was best to treat him as if he didn't know anything.

Zhuo Hao's feelings for the sect Zhang Fan knew, just by looking at his lack of resistance to the battle, he knew a thing or two, but even so, he still left such words, obviously when it came to the people he cared about, the interests of the sect still stood aside.

At the same time, Zhang Fan smiled, if he failed to build the foundation this time, he would naturally have to obey Zhuo Hao's kindness and continue to retreat, otherwise the above battlefield would not be a cannon fodder, and he would have to face the local foundation building powerhouse at any time, but he would not have such good luck every time.

Now it's different, after being promoted to the foundation building period, he can clearly feel the huge improvement in his strength, not to mention, just the golden feather who chased and killed him, if he appeared in front of him again, not only would he not be his opponent, but he wouldn't even want to run.

Besides, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, so what is my Zhang Fan afraid of.

Not to mention that he is fearless, even if he really wants to do what Zhuo Hao said, it is already too late.

Within the scope of his divine sense, he had already found a disciple in Tsing Yi wandering back and forth at the gate of the courtyard, looking around from time to time, obviously waiting for him.

With a smile, Zhang Fan stepped out, passed through the prohibition, and appeared in front of the comer.

While the other party was shocked, Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Senior Brother Huo, I haven't seen you for a long time, how can you have time to come here for my brother?"

Seeing his appearance clearly, he was overjoyed, and said in a loud voice: "Senior Brother Zhang, you have finally come out, deacon......"

Halfway through speaking, he seemed to have seen something terrible, and suddenly froze, then looked at it again in disbelief, and then said in a trembling voice: "Master Zhang...... Uncle Shi, have you already laid the foundation?"

Although there were doubts in his words, in his heart, he already decided that it must be so.

Zhang Fan didn't hide his cultivation much, although it seemed that there was no change at first glance, anyone with a discerning eye could see that his whole person seemed to be reborn.

Originally, although he was modest, and there was no aggressiveness between his words and deeds, but I don't know if it was the Fa Xiang or the Gongfa, as long as he looked at it, his eyes were always sharp, and people didn't dare to look at it directly.

Now it's different, the hope is harmonious, the edge converges without disappearing, and the divine light in the eyes is more free, feeling like a warm spring sunshine.

If you don't look at it directly, you can only feel like a spring breeze, if you are disrespectful, it will be like a dragon's scales, and if you touch it, you will be angry, as if under the calm sea, you can see the waves.

"It's just a retreat, and it's ......" Senior Brother Huo's heart was full of bitterness.

Although he has a good relationship with Zhang Fan, and the other party has never bullied him as a core disciple, and even took care of him, but seeing that he may not be able to pursue something in his life, it is so easy and easy on the other party, how can he not be resentful and angry.

Barely suppressing the strange thoughts in his heart, he forced a smile and saluted, "Congratulations to Uncle Zhang." Zhang Fan smiled slightly, as if he didn't see the other party's gaffe for a moment, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, you can too." ”

Although he knew that it was a comforting word, Senior Brother Huo nodded gratefully, and he couldn't say the words in his mouth, and only said after a long time: "Uncle Zhang, the disciple is now serving in the Deacon Hall, and today I am ordered by Uncle Chen, please come over." ”

"Deacon Palace?" Zhang Fanqi said.

The last time we met, this Senior Brother Huo was still in the Inheritance Hall, so how could he get it to the Deacon Hall now.

The deacon hall is not bad, but there are many and complicated things there, and it is very cumbersome, and it is not good for cultivation, as long as the disciples who are a little ambitious are avoided. This Senior Brother Huo hasn't known each other for a day or two, and he has been a delicate person and worked hard to drill the camp, not to go further?

"I can't help it. Seeing the look of surprise in his eyes, Senior Brother Huo smiled bitterly, and then said hatefully: "It's all Li Shi's eight calves, relying on a few beautiful sisters, and giving them to Uncle Zhuji as a concubine to please him." ”

"No, he took a fancy to the good errand of the Inheritance Hall, so he squeezed me to the Deacon's Hall, not because I took advantage of his way. Phew!"

Zhang Fan laughed, he didn't dare to be interested in their intrigue and chicken feathers, and after a few casual sentences, he set up a red cloud and flew towards the deacon's hall.

Looking at his back, Senior Brother Huo's face suddenly disappeared with resentment, leaving only a gloomy sigh.

People are really angry compared to others, why are other people's qualifications so good, they can easily build a foundation, and they do their best to drill camps, and I don't know ...... Is there such a day in this life?

Shaking his head, he turned to leave, and his back was full of gloom and gloom as if he had aged in vain.

...... "Hello uncle!"

"Uncle Zhang is rare!"

...... In this life, Zhang Fan has heard the word "uncle", and he has not come much this morning.

When I was called Uncle Shi for the first time, I was still a little excited and proud in my heart, and the bearing of a monk in the foundation building period immediately came out. Later, I was numb, and I had to learn from other predecessors when I was so annoyed that I just nodded slightly and walked quickly.

Along the way, he really experienced what kind of gap this step is with before.

Many of the same people who have intersected with each other and talked very happily have seen each other after a hundred days, but they have many words of groveling, and there is more respect and more fear and less cordiality between words, as if in an instant, there is a ditch separating the two.

"Sometimes the butt not only determines the head, but also the communication, and it is difficult to get along freely without a considerable position. "It was like this in the previous life, and it is the same in this life, and the immortals are the same. After sighing for a while, Zhang Fan stepped into the place where Deacon Chen handled affairs.

The desk, the jade tablet, the high seat, and the person in the seat, everything is just like that, but Zhang Fan's own strength and mentality are completely different, and there is no trembling in any way.

As soon as he entered, Deacon Chen looked up, immediately stood up, and said in surprise: "Zhang ...... Senior brother, have you built a foundation?"

"Yes, it's just a fluke. ”

Zhang Fan still had a good impression of the old man in front of him, stepped forward and saluted with a smile, and said, "I don't see you for a long time, Uncle Chen is not harmed!"

"Haha, good, good, it's good to build the foundation. As if seeing that his children and grandchildren had a good life, Deacon Chen was relieved, and then said with a straight face: "In the future, you will call me senior brother, since you are already a foundation building monk, I will wait for the same generation to make friends, and you can't come nonsense." ”

Tens of thousands of years of conventions have been formed, and everyone will take it for granted that they will be judged by their strength. Zhang Fan was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't refuse, after all, being different is not a good thing many times.

After chatting a few words, Zhang Fan asked, "Senior Brother Chen called the younger brother here, I don't know what is important?"

When questioned, his face was somewhat solemn, now that the Sanzhou War is in full swing, I think I want to send him to the battlefield, right?!

In this regard, he has nothing to do, although the strength of the foundation building just now is not stable enough, but it is okay, it is not a pleasure to understand the strength of the foundation building masters of the other two states.

(To be continued)