Picked up a fairy island

Chapter 74 Foundation Establishment II

In the next few days, Yang Fan was immersed in improving the spirit armor.

Sure enough, Huang Tian paid off to those who cared, with his hard work, he finally solved the defects of each part of the spirit armor.

It is said to be a solution, but in fact it is to use the spirit seal to connect the various components, so as to form a complementary and mutual assistance effect, which is indispensable.

In addition, with the help of old man Yang, he bought a house for 500 million yuan in Chaoyang Community.

The location is not bad, the most important thing is cleanliness.

Even when buying furniture, with the help of Yingzi, Liu Qingqing, and sister Lanbo, the house was quickly furnished and moved in on the same day.

Of course, the apartment building in Yuhui Community was also returned to the intermediary company, but because it didn't arrive in time, part of the liquidated damages was deducted, but this amount of money is nothing to him now.

After dealing with the house, the next step is to go to the foundation island. Yang Fan plans to complete the foundation when Penglai Xiandao opens.

But before that, under Yin Jiu's leadership, he made a special trip to the market in Kunlun.

I have to say that the market is really professional, just like a small county town, it sells everything, the most important thing is the high quality of the goods, compared with the Yanshan market, it is almost a world away.

After buying the pills and talismans, I wanted to go to Kunlun to see it, but due to time constraints, I left in a hurry with Yin Jiu.

At this moment, everything that should be prepared is ready. After settling the juice shop and other matters, go straight to Zhuji Island according to the route Yin Lingzi said.

Zhuji Island is located in a certain sea area, covered by white mist all year round, and there is no sight of the island at all. If you want to enter the island, you must take a spirit boat to enter.

As a great holy place in the world of cultivating immortals on earth, although it is extremely dangerous, there are still many people who come to try their luck every day.

At this moment, there are no less than 60 people gathered at the wharf of the spirit boat outside Zhuji Island.

Almost all of these people are casual cultivators, and their realm is also between the fifth and eighth levels of Qi training.

However, besides Yang Fan who practiced qi at the twelfth level of Dzogchen, there were three monks in the crowd who were not at the same level as him.

Two men and one woman, the three of them stood at the same place, and there was a faint sense of rivalry, obviously from three different forces.

Seeing this, Yang Fan sized up the three of them curiously. While guessing their identities, he took out the Lingquan and drank a few sips, closing his eyes and silently waiting to enter Zhuji Island.

After a long time, there was a sudden commotion at the front of the pier.

"Look, the ferry is coming!"

Yang Fan slowly opened his eyes and looked forward.

I saw a large boat of about 20 meters slowly sailing out of the white mist, and three middle-aged men in gray Taoist robes stood on the bow.

The spirit ship seemed to be moving very slowly, but it stopped in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

"Old rules, when boarding a boat, life and death are up to God, and no one can blame others, so let's start, each person has five hundred low-grade spirit stones, and no loud noises are allowed after boarding the boat." On the spirit boat, the middle-aged man standing at the front said in a deep voice.

After the man finished speaking, two men behind him came to the bow, one to register the number of people, and the other to collect the spirit stones.

Soon, everyone handed over the spirit stones and boarded the spirit ship.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in the gray robe waved his big hand, the spirit boat trembled, turned around and sailed slowly into the white mist.

After the spirit ship entered the white mist, a cyan spiritual mask immediately enveloped the spirit ship, blocking the white mist.

Everyone looked out curiously, and Yang Fan was no exception. Unfortunately, after looking at it for a while, he became bored, and simply found a secluded place to sit cross-legged, carefully checking the needed supplies.

"Second brother Zhao, according to my cousin's uncle's nephew's sister who is far away from Tieqiangmen, this Zhuji Island is very dangerous. With our mere fifth-level qi training, it may be very dangerous to go in! "

"Look at your disfigured look, you are afraid of a hair, come on, Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, and you will not be afraid if you have a whole couple of mouthfuls. Besides, the monks on the fifth floor of Qi training on this boat are not just us, aren't there so many? Don't worry, your second brother, I have come to Zhuji Island no less than five or six times, trust me."

"Hey, with Brother Zhao's words, I won't be afraid of Tieniu immediately. By the way, Brother Zhao, where did you buy this wine? It's delicious, tsk tsk!"

Yang Fan listened to the two people talking next to him, the corners of his mouth twitched, what the hell are these two talents, not to mention their low level, they are not even a bit nervous, you must know that this is Zhuji Island where people die at every turn , It's not a tourist destination.

Why are they so confident?
At this time, the middle-aged man who controlled the spirit boat suddenly said, "Everyone, you are about to rush out of the white mist and pass by the area of ​​the spiritual storm, please catch it."

"Second brother, what is a spiritual storm? It sounds very dangerous!" the monk named Tie Niu said in a panic.

"You ask me who do I ask?" Zhao Er hugged a nearby pillar tightly while speaking, and then said, "Quick, there is still a pillar next to you, don't let others snatch it!"

"Oh." After hearing this, Tieniu hugged the pillar quickly.

"What two talents."

While shaking his head and sighing at Yang Fan, the spirit boat sailed out of the white mist, and suddenly, there was another violent shock, and it seemed to enter a gravity field, and while it was difficult to move the body, it was also extremely difficult to breathe.

Seeing this, Yang Fan took a deep breath, and quickly put on the spirit armor stored in his dantian, and just to be on the safe side, he took out talisman seals to bless a few spirit shields.

After doing this, the feeling of pressure and discomfort disappeared.

"Damn it, what the hell is this? Almost blinded Laozi's dog's eyes!" Zhao Er's eyes were as big as bull's eyes, and he stared at Yang Fan in shock, more precisely, at the spiritual armor.

You must know that at this moment, with the activation of the spirit armor, it exudes dazzling multicolored light, especially when it is worn on Yang Fan's body, it is like a god descending from the earth, with a domineering side.

Except for Zhao Er, everyone else on the spirit boat was also shocked, especially the three qi-training twelfth-level Dzogchen monks.

They are all from first-class sects and have a lot of knowledge. Now after seeing Yang Fan's spirit armor, they are all in a bad mood.

"Ninth Grade Spirit Armor?" These four words exploded in his mind like thunder, and they could not dissipate for a long time.

After all, you can't find one or two pieces of this level of defensive spirit armor in any first- and second-rate sect in the world of immortal cultivation on Earth, let alone a complete set.

"Could this guy be the second generation of a certain hermit cultivator family?"

The most shocking thing was the three foundation cultivators who controlled the spirit ship, especially the gray-robed middle-aged man, whose eyes were sparkling and full of greed.

At this moment, Yang Fan didn't care what others thought, after the discomfort disappeared, he raised his head and looked forward.

I saw three tornadoes formed by spiritual power blocking the front one after another, and there were loud noises that shook the eardrums from time to time, even accompanied by flashes of electric arcs.

It is conceivable that if a person is involved in it, he may be torn into pieces in an instant.

Just as Yang Fan finished thinking, suddenly, a monk at the fifth level of Qi training was rolled up, and the next second he was directly torn apart, leaving no scum.

Seeing this, everyone's hairs stood on end and they grabbed the things beside them, closed their eyes and hoped that it would end quickly, and some even cried and complained that they regretted coming here.

"Everyone, we are going to the spiritual storm area, sit still..."

(End of this chapter)