I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 235
After all, he was also a monk on the ninth floor of the foundation building, and together with his own spirit beast, he was kicked out of the ring by the shit.

It's really embarrassing.

Among the onlookers, many people couldn't hold back their laughter.

Fatty Wang was very embarrassed after falling off the ring, but fortunately he was not seriously injured, so he felt shameless and continued to stay in the arena.

Hastily put away the earth gang pig that was still howling and spurting blood, while muttering strange words like "youthful rat tail juice", and left in embarrassment.

"This person is so rich, even Fatty Wang can't compare."

"I'm afraid the background is not simple."

"It must be a child of a super power."

Some onlookers whispered.

"Do you think he might be a disciple of those ancient fairy palaces?"

"It's really hard to say..."

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are several Immortal Palace forces that have been inherited from the era of Great Destruction in ancient times, and the Wuji Palace is one of them.

In addition, there are several great fairy palaces that have been hidden from the world, but it is said that there are also ancestors of Huashen.

Fang Han is so good at such a young age, it is understandable for others to assume that he is a disciple of the ancient fairy palace.

After he flew off the ring, he glanced at Bai Qianqian from the corner of his eye, turned his head and left indifferently.

"Junior Sister Bai, it seems that you have identified the wrong person, he doesn't know you."

Qin Yuxuan looked at Fang Han's back and said to Bai Qianqian.

"Yeah, I admitted my mistake from the beginning." Bai Qianqian said a little lonely.

The world is impermanent, Bai Qianqian has experienced the destruction of her family, and after her original sect was destroyed, she is no longer the proud white swan she used to be. She wandered all the way and almost became a female slave. Fang Han no longer has a sense of superiority, on the contrary, she can only look up to her.

Not only them, Meng Taihao also stared at Fang Han's back.

"There are twelve divine senses, I still underestimated you."

he murmured.

It is not surprising that Jindan Senior can reach twelve, or even sixteen or more spiritual consciousness.

However, a foundation-building seventh floor can cultivate twelve divine senses. This surprised Meng Taihao, who had always looked down on monks of the same level, and felt a little ashamed. But soon, his eyes burst out with sword intent again. .

Determined to become a sword fairy, he is not willing to stay behind.

However, he still underestimated Fang Han, the other party actually has sixteen spiritual senses.

Fang Han felt Meng Taihao's fighting spirit, and couldn't help frowning. He was not interested in fighting for the front. All he did was to go further on the immortal road, that's all.

Next, his main goal is to form alchemy.

Soon, the 20-year competition for Lingshan Cave House was settled.

In everyone's mind, the Golden Core stage and Foundation Establishment stage monks who were expected by everyone have won the favorite Lingshan Cave Mansion one after another.

In addition to these well-known monks in the overseas cultivating world, there are also some foreign monks who have sprung up suddenly.

This includes Fang Han.

He closed his eyes and sat quietly in No. 3085 cave.

The layout and furnishings of the cave are simple, except for a few independent secret rooms, some tables, chairs and stone beds made of spiritual jade, there is nothing else.

Walking out of the cave and stepping up the hillside, you can see the endless sea outside, and the small islands surrounded by the Lingshan Mountain, the monks coming and going, and the busy crowd.

Of course, the higher the cave on Lingshan, the better the view.

But from the outside of Lingshan, the specific location of the cave on the mountain cannot be seen. Fang Han only saw circles of winding roads and some vague buildings.

This is because there are restrictions everywhere in Lingshan.

Fang Han is very satisfied with this cave. Although it is on the lower No.30 floor, the abundance of spiritual energy is far beyond comparison in all the places he has lived in. Sometimes even just taking a deep breath, he can Feeling the traces of spiritual energy in the air being sucked into the body, mana is slowly recovering without meditating. This effect is even better than the effect of extracting spirit stones.

In addition to the ground fire in Fang Han's cave, there is also a Wang Lingquan.

A spiritual spring emerged from the cracks in the stone wall of the cave, and a burst of spiritual mist rose around the spring, spreading continuously, making the spiritual mist in the cave quite dense.

Why the spiritual energy in the cave is so strong, a considerable part of the credit should be attributed to this spiritual spring.

This spiritual spring should flow down from the top of the mountain.

"It's really good. It's not in vain that I almost spent all the spirit stones on my body to rent it for 20 years."

Although he won the right to rent, he still spent 19 Lingshi to move in.

Calculated, the annual rent is almost [-].

This is much more expensive than the caves outside, even the caves in ordinary spiritual lands.

This is still the No.30 floor, and the higher-level caves are more expensive.

It is precisely because of the high price that only those monks with rich net worth can afford to rent it.

But now it seems worth the money.

What's more, there is also the bonus of the rules of heaven.

Outside the cave, there are restrictions that come with Lingshan.

Although Fang Han knew that under normal circumstances, no one would dare to break into Lingshan to make trouble.

But Fang Han, who is cautious, still set up the Tianmen phantom array outside the cave.

After he took a bucket of spiritual spring from the spring, he carried the spiritual spring into the fairy mansion cave.

Today's Lingtian has been expanded to an acre of land by him.

In the spiritual fields, the spiritual grasses and elixirs of all levels are growing gratifyingly.

Fang Han thought for a while, and made a magic formula, turning the spiritual spring in the bucket into spiritual rain, and applying it to the spiritual field.

He wanted to try it out, because since he got the Lingtian of Xianfu, he has hardly watered it except for the daily weeding and loosening of the soil.

After watering the spiritual spring, I want to see if it can make the elixir grow better.

Another thing is to see if it can solve the problem of some elixir not bearing seeds.

He was puzzled by how many elixir medicines did not produce seeds after they matured. Let's see if Lingquan can solve it.

In addition, Fang Han naturally did not forget to continue brewing Huiling wine.

"If we continue to improve the formula, extend the age, and use spiritual springs to brew the Spiritual Rejuvenation Wine, I don't know if we can brew the Spiritual Rejuvenation Wine that Jin Danqi can take." He thought to himself.

Now Fang Han brews the Huiling wine for his own use, which is only suitable for the foundation building stage. After he advances to the Jindan stage, he must brew the Huiling wine for the Jindan stage. With the spirit spring, he should be more confident.

The ant nest in the small wooden house has passed for so many years, at least hundreds of years, but it has only bred more than 300 swallowing ants, and one third of them are still worker ants that cannot fight.

He observed it carefully, and after so many years, each of these Sky Swallowing Ants has only advanced to the middle stage of Qi training. This is judged from the surging breath of spiritual power on them. I don't know the actual combat power, but this All kinds of spirit insects fight in groups, and you can't see anything when you look at them individually.

However, this made him amazed. If there is no such artifact as the Immortal Mansion Cave, ordinary people would have to spend a lot of life and financial resources to cultivate the Sky-Swallowing Ant. It is no wonder that since ancient times, no one has seen the Sky-Swallowing Ant that finally evolved.

Fang Han began to close the house and practice hard.

With the passage of time, the discussion of this contest for the Dongfu gradually faded away, and those topical characters began to be gradually forgotten.

Before I knew it, seven years had passed.

(End of this chapter)