When I take my cultivation to the extreme

Chapter 40 Mask, Ancient Books

In Li Fan's eyes, Xu Xianhua was just a spoiled young man from a big family, who failed to achieve anything but failed.

But the other party's words also revealed some news.

For example, about Uncle Li Fan.

Li Fan's great-uncle Li Yuan went to clean up foreign battlefields for three years, but there was no news.

Not only the Xu family members suspected that Li Yuan had died, in fact, even Li Fan felt that Li Yuan might be in danger.

As a result, the ownership of Wangxian Island has become a problem.

Although Wangxian Island is not the core industry of the Xu family, it can produce thousands of spiritual stones a year, and it is also a place that can generate resources.

Resources are always scarce in the world of immortality. Wherever there are resources that can be produced, countless pairs of eyes will be watching.

The strength Li Fan has shown so far is not enough to protect the foundation of Wangxian Island.

At this moment, Li Fan was holding the teacup and thinking about something else.

"It seems that the private agreement between me and Sixth Elder Xu Jie has not spread."

"Xu Jie wants [-]% of the output of Wangxian Island. The exchange condition is that in the next few years, the ownership of Wangxian Island will still belong to me."

"I still need two to three years to develop myself. Wangxian Island is my current foundation and I cannot lose it in a short time."

"Now that I have offended Xu Xianhua, it seems that I need to be more careful when I return to Wangxian Island."

Li Fan took a sip of the spirit tea and already had a clear plan in mind.

"It will last for two years and the foundation will be established as soon as possible."

"After the foundation was established, the Xu family didn't dare to do anything to me. Moreover, I could go to the entire Falling Star Islands, and no one dared to ask me about my origins."

"In the final analysis, what matters among monks is their realm, which determines their status."

Li Fan is determined to build the foundation within two years at most!
He drank the spiritual tea in one gulp.

...

Two days later.

Li Fan has been relatively stable these past two days and has not encountered any retaliation from Xu Xianhua.

Li Fan was also a little surprised. He didn't know whether the young master, the direct grandson of the Xu family, was planning something big, or whether he was so incompetent that he only paid lip service and didn't even have any real means.

But Li Fan didn't pay too much attention to this matter.

The market has entered its ninth day.

There are a lot of people here. Stalls are set up every day, and there are about 6000 or [-] people doing business, and the order is starting to get a little chaotic.

Outside Haishi, Li Fan had already heard about seven or eight cases of robbery cultivators planning to kill people and rob spiritual stones and magic weapons.

However, the tribulation cultivators are quite cunning, and most of the targets they attack are rogue cultivators who have no roots and no support. The location of their attacks is not in the sea market, but in the nearby mountains and forests, so the people in the rogue cultivator alliance turn a blind eye. One eye doesn't care about this.

The dead cultivators really died in vain.

Not only did the person die, but he also had to be looked down upon by others and thought he was greedy or stupid, so he met with a murderous hand.

After Li Fan knew this, he sighed in his heart.

"Being weak is a sin in the world of immortality." He thought so.

Because there has been some chaos around Haishi, Xu Xinzhi, the fifth elder of the Xu family, also issued a ban. One person can go to Haishi during the day, but after dusk, entering the Haishi area must be in groups of three, and they must return before midnight Camp.

In addition, the Xu family has been in contact with the Yu family who also came to Haishi to trade, and they have begun to talk about cooperation to deal with the Xiang family.

The Yu family was the third most powerful among the three major families in the southwest of the Luoxing Islands, and they had originally planned to join forces with the Xu family to fight against the powerful Xiang family.

The talks seemed to go well this time. Xu Xinzhi and Xu Yang, two foundation-building masters, saw no one at the Xu family camp during the day. Sometimes they came back when the night was dark. It was said that they were negotiating at the Yu family camp.

Things just progressed between chaos and order.

Today, after Li Fan finished his daily practice for the day, it was not yet noon. He thought about it and decided to go to Haishi to have a look.

Although Li Fan is relatively short of spiritual stones now, he still has more than 300 low-grade spiritual stones, which is quite rich compared to ordinary monks.

After all, at least half of the people who come to Haishi don't have such savings yet.

Li Fan also wanted to see if he could find magic weapons that met his needs, or elixir seeds, seedlings, etc.

He left the Xu family camp and directly entered the sea market.

Li Fan walked into the sea market, which was more than twice as active as before.

In the sea market area, people are surging, rubbing shoulders, and there are countless small vendors of all kinds. The sounds of hawking, bargaining, and people's conversations are intertwined, forming a unique rhythm of a lively market.

Li Fan walked in the market, looking at the vendors around, looking for what he wanted.

He walked for almost a moment, and suddenly, the goods on a vendor caught Li Fan's attention.

Li Fan knelt down and looked at a mask that looked like a middle-aged man on the stall.

The stall owner is a 42-year-old man with a rather stout build and a red face.

"This is a disguise mask. It is solidified with a defensive mind and a prohibition on spiritual prying. Even a great monk in the late stage of foundation establishment cannot see through your true face behind this mask."

Seeing Li Fan's interest, the red-faced stall owner said.

Li Fan picked up the mask and looked at it for a while.He had identification skills, and as soon as the mask touched his hand, Li Fan judged that what the man said was true.

Disguise masks are actually not uncommon among monks, and many monks can make them.

However, for monks, this food is tasteless and it is a pity to discard it.

The reason is that all monks have the power of mind, and when it develops to a certain level, it becomes spiritual consciousness.

Although many monks can make disguise masks lifelike, but once the spiritual consciousness is swept away, the true face is exposed, what is the use of the disguise mask?
Plain and simple arouses suspicion.

The real value of the disguise mask in Li Fan's hands is its solidified restriction.

Li Fan could feel that the above restrictions were not simple, and it was indeed possible that even the spiritual consciousness of the monks in the foundation building stage could not detect them.

"What's the price of this thing?" Li Fan asked.

"160 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones." The red-faced man shouted the price.

Li Fan immediately put down his mask, stood up and left.

"Hey! Don't leave yet!" Seeing that Li Fan was about to leave, the red-faced man became anxious and shouted to stop him.

Li Fan stopped, looked at the stall owner, shook his head and said: "So what if your mask can really block the prying eyes of the foundation-building monks? 160 low-grade spiritual stones are almost half of the offensive and defensive magic weapons."

"A disguise mask, no matter how well made, is it worth the price?"

The red-faced stall owner himself felt a little unsure. He lowered his head and muttered: "It will be of some use after all, right?"

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became.

"How much do you pay?"

"80 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones." Li Fan quoted.

"That's too little!" The red-faced stall owner said angrily, "At least, 120 yuan!"

Li Fan looked at him with a smile.

The red-faced stall owner felt a little guilty when he saw it, and said: "For 120 yuan, I will give you another ancient book, which records some small methods to assist cultivation, which are very effective."

"There are methods such as food tonics, spiritual tea ceremony, and midday nap. If you learn them all, you will not only be able to speed up your practice by one or two points when drinking tea and eating, but you will also be able to shorten your sleep, giving you more time to practice every day. "

Li Fan's heart moved.

This ancient book may not mean that much to others. After all, it only increases the speed of practice by one or two points.

However, if combined with Li Fan's white bead imprint, it may have miraculous effects.

"100 yuan low-grade spirit stone, no more."

"And the ancient books you mentioned must also be given to me." Li Fan said.

The red-faced stall owner was a little reluctant when he heard this.

However, he has been setting up his stall for nine days. Many people have asked, but no one has bought. The red-faced stall owner's initial motivation to ask for a price has been worn away, and he only thinks that he can sell it.

"Deal." The red-faced stall owner said through gritted teeth.

Li Fan smiled.

Li Fan took out 100 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones, bought a disguise mask, and received ancient books as a gift.

Li Fan looked through the ancient books and couldn't help but feel very happy.

"Exactly what I want!"

"This thing may not have much effect on others, but for me, it is just right. For this ancient book alone, one hundred low-grade spiritual stones are enough." Li Fan thought to himself.

He pocketed the ancient books.

Li Fan took out the disguise mask again.

He thought for a while, but although there were many people around him, no one paid attention to him.

Li Fan smiled and put the mask directly on his face.

Wearing this thing, it is very docile, without any sense of disobedience.

Li Fan's face has turned into the image of a middle-aged prodigal who was quite handsome when he was young, but now has a sense of vicissitudes and downfall.

Some people around saw Li Fan wearing a mask, but they were just a little surprised and stopped paying attention.

Li Fan felt very strange.

His true appearance was hidden under the mask and he continued to visit the sea market.

He is walking forward.

suddenly.

"...Li Fan...Xu Xianhua...Xu family..."

Several names suddenly floated into Li Fan's ears.

Li Fan immediately stopped and looked sharply towards the place where the sound came from.

(End of this chapter)