Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 120
"Seven-return pill, a mysterious pill, can restore [-]% of the spiritual power of warriors under the Spirit King Realm within a quarter of an hour!"

"Zhenfu Pill, a mysterious pill, can increase the cultivation speed of warriors under the Spirit King Realm by ten times!"

"Spiritual Ascension Pill, a mysterious elixir, can allow warriors below the Spirit King Realm to break through a small realm unconditionally!"

Yao Shisan's expression became one point of surprise every time he read out a prescription, until the last time he read the Ascension Spirit Pill, Yao Shisan's mouth was wide enough to swallow an egg.

"Yun, Young Master Yun, these prescriptions are real, you gave them all to me?" Yao Shisan's voice trembled, and his breathing was extremely short.

Jian Fengyun looked indifferent, threw out a storage bag, and said: "The pill is true, and the elixir needed is more expensive. There are a total of 300 million low-grade spirit stones here, which are left over from the eight clans. You Take it to buy spiritual materials, I want to see the elixir tonight!"

"This, this..." Yao Shisan spoke hurriedly, and was speechless for a while.

Jian Fengyun frowned slightly, and asked: "What's the matter, what's the problem?"

"No, there's no problem, Young Master Yun, but I'm too surprised. These three elixirs are much stronger than the same type of elixirs on the market. If they are released, the Tianyang Dynasty will definitely be shocked!" Thirteen hurriedly said.

Jian Fengyun glanced at Yao Shisan, then turned around and walked away, "Don't worry, these pills will be released sooner or later, but not now, you just need to refine the pills and give them to me!"

"Boss, what did you just say to old man Yao? I walked over to see that his face was rosy, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood!" Wang Chuyuan followed Jian Fengyun suspiciously and asked.

"It's just some pills!" Jian Fengyun responded lightly.

"Then boss, what are we going to do now?" Wang Chuyuan asked again.

"Go and write a kung fu!" Jian Fengyun stepped towards his wooden house.

"Writing exercises?" Wang Chuyuan was taken aback, rolled his eyelids, but still followed, "Boss, what exercises are you writing?"

Inside the wooden house, Jian Fengyun stepped into it, and saw a piece of medicine paper spread on the wooden table, on the medicine paper, a row of twisted ink characters were impressively written on the paper.

"Great master,

When you read this letter, this god dog has already taken Xiaobai and the little girl to the Monster Beast Mountain Range. A few days ago, I found a plant with the breath of heavenly material and earthly treasure. I will go to find out today. Master, don’t worry . "

In the lower right corner of the letter is a black imprint of a dog's paw.

"Boss, this local dog is too bad. He discovered the treasures of heaven and earth, and he didn't call me for such a fun thing!" Wang Chuyuan said indignantly when he saw the contents of the letter.

"Just now it went to Wanbao Building with me, you still have time to chase after it!" Jian Fengyun rubbed his chest, only to realize that at some point, the god dog had disappeared.

"Forget it, I still won't go. There are many dangerous monsters in the Monster Beast Mountain Range. It would be a tragedy if I was eaten by a monster!" Wang Chuyuan curled his lips and said: "Boss, the most important thing is , This kind of opportunity, that local dog didn't even tell you, it obviously doesn't take you seriously, Boss!"

When Jian Fengyun heard it, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help thinking of the words of the owner of Wanbao Building.

The auction item in Wanbaolou was lost. The thief was a strong soul. He stole the blue soul grass and some soul crystals, as well as the finale - the earth soul fruit.

For those with strong souls, the only ones with strong souls in Bei'an City seem to be the god dogs around him.

Moreover, a few days ago, Shengou went to Beiman Peak and brought soul crystals when he came back, and Wang Jing also took out blue soul grass at that time.

Jian Fengyun is not an idiot, after thinking about these things, he immediately understood that the strong soul Qian Jinzhuo said was the god dog beside him, and the reason why the god dog disappeared in those few days was to steal the treasures of Wanbao Building!
With so many treasures, only one soul crystal was given, and the rest were privately swallowed.

It seems that I have to find a time to torture this god dog!
The corner of Jian Fengyun's mouth suddenly curled into a sly smile, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Seeing Jian Fengyun's ecstatic expression, Wang Chuyuan was puzzled and said, "Boss, what's wrong with you, why are you smiling so lewdly!"

Jian Fengyun glanced at Wang Chuyuan, and then said: "Don't worry, I will take care of that dirt dog when he comes back!"

"Oh!" Wang Chuyuan responded.

At the same time, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, after a certain mountain waterfall,
A certain dog shuddered suddenly, the dog hugged itself with its eyes, glanced around, and said to itself: "Damn it, who is thinking about this god dog? Why do I have an ominous premonition!"

Jian Fengyun engraved a copy of the exercise on a jade slip, handed it to Wang Chuyuan, and said: "Take this exercise outside the small world, people from Wanbaolou should be here by now, you take their things here, Then give this jade scroll to them and you can come back."

Wang Chuyuan finished the jade roll, said lightly, and then went out.

After a while, Wang Chuyuan came back with a pale face.

Seeing Wang Chuyuan's miserable state, Jian Fengyun couldn't help frowning and asked: "What's the matter, what happened?"

Wang Chuyuan's face was pale, and he said: "There is no accident, Wanbaolou sent a team of experts from the real spirit realm, and the transaction was a success!"

"Then why are you crying?" Jian Fengyun asked.

"Boss, I just took a peek at the storage bag they gave me. Damn it, it's too scary. There's a ghost!" Wang Chuyuan said in a miserable tone, and slowly took out a storage bag wrapped in a formation, and threw it away. Like garbage, it was thrown to Jian Fengyun as quickly as possible.

The moment the storage bag was exposed to the air, the surroundings instantly became cold and cloudy, like a thousand-year-old tomb.

"Isn't it just some evil things, as for being afraid of becoming like this!" Jian Fengyun waved his hand, and hit a spell on the storage bag, instantly dissipating the surrounding Yin energy.

"Boss, what kind of evil thing, I clearly saw a grimace, why are you buying these things!" Wang Chuyuan looked at the storage bag in Jian Fengyun's hand vigilantly.

Jian Fengyun put the storage bag on the wooden table beside him, and then said: "Evil things have only been used in profound arts since ancient times, what do you think I want to do?"

"Mystery?" Wang Chuyuan frowned, looking at Jian Fengyun with doubts on his face.

Jian Fengyun looked at Na Na's ignorant gaze, and couldn't help explaining: "Xuanshu is a kind of mysterious art in the ancient times of the immortals, which can break the illusion. This art is in line with the way of heaven and earth, and is linked with ghosts. It has been lost so far. I don't know how much it is. Years have passed, and there are very few people in the world who can understand profound arts!"

Wang Chuyuan stared blankly, and asked again: "What is the age of the ancient immortals? There are not very few people in the world who understand profound arts. Boss, how do you know?"

Jian Fengyun said: "The Immortal Ancient Era was the era before the Dharma-Ending Era, and it is two eras away from the current Shenwu Era! As for why I know profound arts, you don't need to know!"

"Oh!" Wang Chuyuan was thoughtful.

"I'll go and see Xue'er first, when the moon is above the treetops tonight, come to Xue'er's room and prepare to break through!" Jian Fengyun put away his storage bag, got up and left.

(End of this chapter)