The two of them just sat down, and Xiang Ming said with a smile: "Zhang Daoyou, it's rare to come once, let Brother Wei entertain you first, and then it's not too late to talk about business." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Zhang Fan to speak, so he patted his hands lightly.

In just a moment, several young and beautiful women, holding trays in their hands, stepped forward gracefully.

At first sight, Zhang Fan's eyes immediately straightened.

It's not because of the beauty, I've seen the beauty of Xi, Bai, and Ji, and ordinary beauties can't cause him to react anymore.

What surprised him was that these women were not mortals, and without the need for special divine sense, it was not difficult to detect that the lowest of them was also a third-level Qi refining stage, and the strongest one even had a seventh-level cultivation.

Using a female monk as a servant maid serving tea and water is no longer something that can be summed up in two words.

Just after Zhang Fan was stunned for a while, all the female monks put down the tray and retreated one after another, only the seventh-layer cultivator still held the tray and stood behind Xiang Ming.

Under Xiang Ming's interested gaze, Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said, "Brother Xiang, you don't need such a big battle, right? Fortunately, it wasn't a few years ago, otherwise how would you tell your little brother to sit still!"

A few years ago, Zhang Fan was only a minor cultivator of the seventh layer of the Qi refining period, and even when he came out of the Valley of No Return, he was only a ninth-level cultivator. If you come to sit here at that time and find that other people's maids are on the same level as yourself, then it will be really embarrassing.

"Hahaha......" Xiang Ming laughed when he heard this, and at the same time stretched out his hand and signaled: "Zhang Daoyou tasted one or two first, in a hurry, a little simple, Daoyou is not strange!"

It's called haste, and what does it look like if it's ready?

The hospitality between immortal cultivators is naturally not as noble as mortals, extremely five-flavor food, Gu Hailu is ashamed of the abbot, there are only a few things in front of him, but just a tea, a wine and a fruit.

Even if there are only these three things, in terms of value, they far exceed the richest feast in the world.

The fruit is a spiritual fruit, with a spirit extract and few impurities, and it can be named without cultivation and self-perfection.

Wine is spiritual wine, cherish the spiritual fruit for it, all kinds of means, cellar for many years, can be created;

Tea is spiritual tea, spiritual land, spiritual energy, spiritual spring, plus different species, secret methods, all of which are indispensable to be made;

What especially satisfied Zhang Fan was that these three things were not taken at random, but they were all fire. In other words, it was specially prepared for him by Xiang Ming, so what was hasty, it was purely polite.

Such intentions did not make him feel the pleasure of being respected, but his heart throbbed for a while, and he only felt that his spirit stone was about to grow wings and fly away.

How could Xiang Ming do a loss-making business? Since he was willing to take out such a big battle to entertain him, he was ten layers and ten sure that Zhang Fan would bleed heavily, otherwise how could he be worthy of his reputation for skinning?

Fortunately, Duobao Pavilion is famous for clearly wanting to kill you, but it can make people willingly take out the spirit stone, which makes Zhang Fan smile bitterly at the same time, there is no lack of expectation, I want to see what good things will be worthy of Xiang Ming's handwriting.

After a staggered discussion, Xiang Ming was not busy talking about business, but his eyes lit up, looking at Zhang Fan and looking up and down.

In Duobao Pavilion, I haven't seen anything good, and in terms of the poison of vision, even Zhang Fan, a good refiner, thinks that he is inferior to him.

Sure enough, Xiang Ming's gaze swept over, and he didn't stay in other places for long, but paused on his left hand, right arm, and the Xuanjin gown on his body, first with a strange look on his face, and then with admiration.

Zhang Fan just smiled on the surface, as if he didn't care about his observations, but in fact, he never relaxed for a moment, and saw that the places he paid attention to were all related to his own hard work in the past few years, and he couldn't help but secretly admire his unique vision, which deserved to be a professional eater.

He didn't know that Xiang Ming also admired him at this time.

Xiang Ming has had the ability to remember since he was a child, and after coming into contact with all kinds of treasures over the years, he has a deep understanding of all kinds of treasures, and he pays more attention to the guests, so that he can observe their needs and recommend suitable items. Even if Zhang Fan was just a little monk who suddenly became famous a few years ago, he did not underestimate him and neglected to observe him because of this.

It is precisely because of this that Xiang Ming is clear about Zhang Fan's family background at that time. For example, this Xuanjin gown, although it seemed to be quite outstanding five years ago, it was only a top-level magic weapon. At first glance, it seems to be the same as back then, but there is a touch of bright white, flashing along the gorgeous lines from time to time, without deliberately covering it up, and there is a faint wild atmosphere revealed.

Although I don't know what kind of amazing demon beast spirit is fused, but just by this appearance and momentum, I know that it is an extraordinary product, at least it is a mid-level or above spiritual weapon.

Since seeing the face again, the strange-shaped book that Zhang Fan has been holding in his left hand and the hook and ring tied to his right arm are not ordinary goods, but they don't know the specific function.

Others don't know, Xiang Ming, as the head of the Duobao Pavilion, has the support of a detailed intelligence network, so he naturally knows that although Zhang Fan has a master of a refining master, he has been in retreat many years ago, and of course it is impossible to help the apprentice refine it.

Then, the new spiritual weapon on his body should be made by himself. Under the guidance of no one, it took only a few years to reach such a level, which was really amazing and brilliant, and greatly surprised him.

Xiang Ming shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I thought that Zhang Daoyou's cultivation in the past few years has made great progress, and he must have practiced hard. ”

"Later, I heard that Daoyou had gained a lot in the Valley of No Return, and had purchased a large amount of spiritual grass in our store. ”

"When I saw it today, Fang Zhi still looked down on you. I don't want Daoyou's talent to be so outstanding, but he can also take care of refining weapons, and he has achieved great results, and he has made further progress, which is gratifying, and he can't help but accept it!"

As he spoke, Xiang Ming also arched his hand exaggeratedly to express his admiration.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he is really sincere in what he said, and he admires Zhang Fan's ability to take care of multiple disciplines and make great progress in cultivation in just a few years.

But listening to Zhang Fan's ears, it is not a taste at all, it is no different from irony.

At the beginning, in order to cultivate diligently, first study the Dan Dao.

When I entered the door, I found that this Dan Dao was really not supported by the sect and the efforts of the family, so it was impossible to do it.

In the Valley of No Return, he himself gained a lot, and it was even more amazing after killing dozens of people in a row and receiving their fruits. In his heart, he even suspected that at least forty-one of the spiritual extracts produced in the Wuhui Valley this time had fallen into his hands.

Even so, Dan Dao had just been honed to the level of entry, and he had just refined a Qi Benefiting Pill or something, and he had exhausted all the spirit grass that was suitable for use, if he hadn't put away some rare spirit grass that he was reluctant to waste in advance, he would have returned to the valley in one day.

Seeing that he has not been able to refine the suitable pill, the ones in his own medicine garden are just seedlings, and he doesn't want to pick them until he waits for a hundred and eighty years. In desperation, he had no choice but to open the Qiankun bag and let a large number of spirit stones flow into the Duobao Pavilion, in exchange for batches of spirit grass to supply his alchemy career.

Now, five years have passed, and Zhang Fan has finally refined the elixir that can improve his cultivation by relying on a large amount of waste of spiritual grass to obtain the word "familiarity".

If you want to be careful in your calculations, in addition to the slight improvement in your alchemy level, a few years of hard work, in fact, it is better to directly sell all the spirit grasses and exchange them for spirit pills.

However, this is the only way for all monks, and I can only sigh that I really have no talent in this area.

Only in the way of refining, due to the "Great Five Elements Forbidden Breaking Technique" almost cheating each other, coupled with the fact that Master Han Hao's refining experience can be used for specialized research, he has finally made some progress and refined a few spiritual weapons that are quite suitable.

In particular, the two rings on his right arm are linked together, which is the result of his own philosophy refining by borrowing a Taoist object he saw in his previous life as a prototype.

Even an expert like Xiang Ming, who is accustomed to seeing treasures, seeing the spiritual weapon in his body, and then thinking of his age and cultivation, he can't help but sigh with emotion and praise:

"What a genius!"

"Uh......"

The refining weapon is full of water, the Dan Dao is worthy of entry, and the cultivation depends on the spirit pill, what kind of genius is this?

But what can you say? Zhang Fan could only smile bitterly.

ps: The spiritual weapon mentioned at the end of the chapter has a prototype, about ten years ago, Dongliu had seen this thing in the hands of an old Taoist priest, but now it is rare.

I wonder if any Taoist friends can guess what it is?

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