Picked up a fairy island

Chapter 67
After leaving Xiandao, Yang Fan still felt a little uneasy about Zhen Youcai, but the matter has come to this point, and I hope that guy can dispel his thoughts after discovering that Fu Rong is a spiritual puppet.

Taking a deep breath, he took out the spirit puppet chrysanthemum from the storage, and then took a shower.

Star University.

Just as Yang Fan walked out of the parking lot with the spirit puppet Chrysanthemum, he ran into Yin Jiu head-on.

"Damn, boss, this is..." When Yin Jiu saw the chrysanthemum, her eyes suddenly lit up, especially when she saw the two giant peaks, her body trembled and her mind buzzed.

This... how in this world can there be such a tall and straight...

After seeing Yin Jiu's virtue, Yang Fan snorted in disdain, heh, man!

"Don't think too much, this is the spirit puppet I refined."

"Ah, Ling...ling puppet?" Yin Jiu widened her eyes after hearing this, stared at the chrysanthemum for a few times, then stared at Yang Fan and said in surprise, "Boss, you actually know how to refine spirit puppet? It's so awesome. If such a realistic spirit puppet is sold, it will definitely be snatched up by people, especially those old guys who look like dogs!"

"Okay, let's go to work!" Yang Fan smacked his lips, and after walking a few steps, he remembered something, turned around and added, "By the way, once you meet someone, you say she is your cousin from the countryside. "

juice shop.

After Yingzi and the others saw the chrysanthemum, they all looked at Yang Fan with doubts, but they were fooled by Yin Jiu's introduction.

Regarding the identity of Chrysanthemum as a spiritual puppet, Yang Fan still doesn't want the girls to know, and the girls don't know that he is a cultivator.

"Oh, by the way, boss, my master is here." In the midst of her busy schedule, Yin Jiu suddenly leaned over her face and said.

"Yeah." Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and the money giver came.

At noon, Yuhui Community, inside the apartment.

"Yang Daoyou, this is the spirit stone that was owed on credit last time, order it." Feng Tuzi took out a storage bag and put it in front of Yang Fan.

"No need to order, I have cooperated with Guizong so many times, I still believe in this reputation." Yang Fan tossed the spirit stone into the storage while talking and laughing.

"Fellow Daoists, have fun!"

Seeing this, Feng Tuzi was overjoyed, clasped his fists together, and said, "Young Daoist, seven days later it will be the ancestor worship ceremony of our Yinlingzong. On behalf of the Yinlingzong, I invite fellow daoists to participate in it. I don't know when the time comes." no free..."

"The Grand Ceremony of Worshiping the Ancestors?" Yang Fan thought for a while after hearing this, and nodded slowly in agreement, "I'm free, and the noble sect sincerely invites me, how can I not go!"

"Thank you for the face." Feng Tuzi breathed a sigh of relief, and then chatted with Yang Fan.

About two hours later, Feng Tuzi said goodbye, and when he left, he and Yang Fan bought five hundred catties of Jinling rice, and at the same time, Yin Jiu also left, because his sect was going to hold such an important ancestor worship ceremony , How could he not go back as one of them.

Not long after he left, Yang Fan suddenly remembered to ask about breaking through the foundation establishment.

"Forget it, it won't be too late to ask when I arrive at Yinlingzong in a few days!"

......

Time passed quickly, and seven days passed in a blink of an eye.

During this period, Yang Fan added more than 30 new members to the Xiong Family Army.

At the same time, it is gratifying that as he became more proficient in refining the puppet, he improved it on the original basis.

Now the Xiong family's army is all in the tenth level of Qi training, especially equipped with the Five Elements Spirit Bomb, which is even more powerful, even if it encounters monsters in the early stage of foundation establishment.

In short, since the establishment of the farm, until now, the defense has been completely stabilized.

Moreover, during the period of refining the spirit puppet, he was successfully promoted to the eighth rank of the Huang rank weapon refiner, and he was only a hair away from becoming the ninth rank of the Huang rank.

Of course, he didn't forget to attend the Yin Lingzong's ancestor worship ceremony.

A special gift was specially prepared for this purpose.

The Yinling Sect is very lively at the moment, there are not many disciples under the sect, but all the members are dispatched, which seems to be a little more active than usual.

"Changle Sect has arrived!" At this moment, a loud voice sounded from the mountain gate.

Hearing this, the lord of the Yinling Sect and all the elders rushed to greet him.

The Changle Sect and the Yinling Sect are both low-level sects. The two sects have a lot of contacts on weekdays. In short, they come to the ancestor worship ceremony every year, and their relationship can be regarded as good friends.

After chatting and laughing, quickly arrange the Changle Sect and his party.

"The iron gun door is here!"

At this time, another sect came.

Similarly, this Iron Spear Sect is also an unpopular sect, and it can be regarded as one of the best friends of the Yinling Sect.

"The Flame Sect has arrived!"

“Happy Valley is here!”

"Feiyan Mountain is here!"

……

In a short time, no less than ten sects came one after another.

"The Seven Little Fortunes of Mount King Kong have arrived!"

Since the Seven Little Blessings of King Kong Mountain, not a single sect has come.

As for the first- and second-rate sects, there was not even a single chicken feather in sight.

"What did I say? Hmph!" Feng Tuzi glanced at the mountain gate with a displeased expression, then flung his cloak and left.

Yin Lingzi and all the elders sighed helplessly, turned around and walked a few steps when they saw a scene from the mountain gate that made them unbelievable.

"Elder Chixiao from Wanjianmen has arrived!"

"Hongmen Iron Master is here!"

"Mi Canyon is so wide!"

"Prince Yang of Dabei Mountain has arrived!"

……

Representatives of second-rate sects arrived one after another.

While everyone in the Yin Lingzong couldn't believe it was real, the representatives of the second-rate sect had already stood in front of them.

"Junior Brother, quickly pinch me." Yin Lingzi said to an elder beside him in a dazed voice.

"Haha, Sect Master Yin is really funny!" At this time, Elder Chi Xiao from Wanjianmen chuckled.

"Ah, it's true!" Yin Lingzi exclaimed, he really couldn't believe that the second-rate sect would send a representative here this time, but he was also the master of a sect, so he quickly recovered his calm, talking and laughing Respond to these sect representatives one by one in time.

At this time, I saw another voice coming from the mountain gate.

"Emei Puhui real person has arrived!"

"Mr. Kunlun Yao is here!"

"The Shu Mountain Sword is as strong as it gets!"

"Longhushan Xu Yi is drunk!"

At this moment, at the Yinlingzong mountain gate, the voice of the Yinlingzong disciple who was passing the message was almost hoarse. He was just a small outer disciple. How could he have seen so many big men in the world of cultivating immortals!
This shit is more exciting than watching a circus!

Following the arrival of the four major sects, the representatives of the second-rate sects were stunned for a moment, but after thinking of something, they were no longer surprised.

To say that the most excited at the moment is of course the Yin Lingzong.

"Quick, everyone, please come in quickly, Junior Brother, hurry up and ask someone to prepare Jinling rice." Yin Lingzi was so excited that he trembled a little while speaking.

"I'm disturbing Sect Master Yin!"

...

Yin Lingzong main hall.

The sects were seated based on their strength. Of course, the Yin Lingzong, as the principal, should be seated in the principal seat, with the four major sects accompanying both sides.

At this time, Yin Ling tidied up her clothes, especially for the sake of being more ostentatious, and specially took out the eighth-grade Huang-rank spiritual sword to be refined by Yang Fan and hung it on her waist, then stood up and bowed to everyone, " Here, on behalf of the entire Yinling Sect, I would like to thank you all for your kindness in participating in the ancestor worship ceremony of our sect, hereby, our sect has specially prepared spiritual porridge for you to eat."

The eyes of all sects lit up sharply when they saw the spirit sword, and their faces were full of envy and greed.

Shit, a lowly hot chicken leader actually has such a magical weapon?

Yin Lingzi closed his sentence, glanced at the crowd secretly, touched the spirit sword on his waist happily, and at the same time said to an elder of the Yin Lingzong, "Junior brother, Shangling porridge!"

"..." Zhu Zong saw Yin Ling deliberately touching the spirit sword, his face twitched, and he suddenly had the urge to rush up and give him two slaps.

Show off Nima, rub!
At this time, there was another hoarse shout from outside the hall.

"Loose cultivator Yang Fan is here!"

....

Ask for a ticket!

(End of this chapter)