Best little divine farmer

At the back of the scientific research hall, there are some ecosphere, space resources exploration and other projects. Tang Yifan is not interested in these and can't get in touch with them.

After all, our major is not in that one, just leave it to them.

Entering the No.2 scientific research hall, Tang Yifan saw that Dr. Wen was busy in front of the sword of the future.

When I entered the hall two days ago, the sword of the future smashed the floor. It had been repaired within two days. It seems that the work efficiency of these people is quite high.

Tang Yifan didn't come forward to disturb their work. Instead, he watched for a while at the entrance and left.

If this sword of the future can be successfully developed, it is also a weapon to take advantage of. No matter which one can increase the strength ten times, it will be extremely powerful.

A fifth level cultivator is only two or three times more powerful than a fourth level cultivator.

However, there are two or three times as many cultivators who can crush the fourth level cultivator. Just imagine, if the fourth level cultivator holds the sword of the future in his hand, and one sword is far more powerful than the fifth level cultivator, or even close to the sixth level cultivator, who can stop it.

Tang Yifan's research and development of the sword of the future is full of expectations.

After all, the only weapon I have now is a limitless sword.

Although the limitless sword is very effective for assassination or surprise attack, when it comes to the real strong, it often steals the chicken, but can't peck the rice.

This is also a very important reason why Tang Yifan looks forward to the sword of the future.

Out of the future base, Tang Yifan simply explained to the dark night, then left the future base.

Before leaving, he asked the night for information about waibamen.

It has to be said that the news of the dark night is smart, and the hidden forces like waibamen are all written on it like a piece of white paper at the moment of the dark night.

What kind of door is there, what kind of business is done, what kind of business is done, all of which are clearly written.

Tang Yifan is only interested in this stolen door, and the red handkerchief door that was intended to destroy the future base.

Tang Yifan decided to go to the red handkerchief door first and give all those old and immortal people a pot.

If you dare to come here to find something, you should be ready to be beheaded.

Tang Yifan looked at the information in his hand and sneered.

Then, go straight.

Red handkerchief is a traditional debris flow force in China. Of course, the debris flow was in the feudal era before the era of science and technology.

At present, the debris flow is at most a stream of muddy water in the mountains, which deceives the villagers of small mountain villages and the old people who still believe in feudalism.

Therefore, the red handkerchief door is now located in the old mountain forest of Z Province in South China.

A temple, built on the mountain.

The temple is different from other temples. The sculptures in this temple are mainly ghosts, the king of Tibetans, ox head, horse face, and ferocious.

The existence of this temple alone gives the whole old mountain forest a gloomy atmosphere.

However, on the Baizhang stone steps in front of the temple, people lined up one stone step after another.

These hands are bare handed to climb such a tall mountain forest, with all kinds of gifts in their hands.

Don't be silly.

What's more, these people are all attracted by their name, all of them are elderly people, just to come here to ask God to cast magic for their own family, so as to solve the disaster and turn the tide.

"Next!"

In front of the temple, there was a man and a woman in strange clothes, just like the clothes of a dead man when he was buried. His face was puffed with powder. The atmosphere was terrible. This person's voice is quite thick, but he shouts to the people in line with a female voice.

"God mother-in-law, my old father doesn't know what's wrong. He has been twitching strangely since last month. What's the matter? Is he haunted by ghosts?"

This is a middle-aged man in his fifties. At this time, he looks haggard. He is obviously tired. He is tired both physically and mentally.

"Keke, I can help you solve this kind of problem, but sometimes I'm not sure. You can look for me or my master, but my master is in the temple. If you want to enter this threshold, Keke, you know!"

The waiter is very strange. After a long time, he just wants money.

No matter how stupid the middle-aged man was, he could still hear the meaning of his words. If he was asked to see our old father, it would be a mistake.

After pondering for a moment, the middle-aged man took out his last savings from his arms and handed them to the waiter.

"Why so much! Who are you going to show this to? You're here to send the beggars? "

The waiter glanced at it and found that it was only two hundred yuan, and that it was just small change. He was not happy.

Just as the waiter wanted to send the middle-aged man away, two people came out of the temple.

One of them was dressed like the waiter, the other was ordinary people.

"Traitor, what are you doing? Master, there is no one there. Please lead people in quickly

The man yelled at the servant.

The Little Traitor snatched the two hundred pieces of money from the middle-aged man, slipped it into his sleeve, and said to the man with a smile.

"Hey, hey, what elder martial brother said is, I'm going to lead people in now!"

The Little Traitor turned his head and yelled at the middle-aged man, "let's go. You're lucky. Today, master will see two more people!"

Immediately, he took the middle-aged man into the temple.

"Well, well, that's all for today. You're all gone. Come back tomorrow!"

The Little Traitor called out to the crowd and their discontent. It's obvious that he didn't make much money today.

When they heard that they were not watching today, they all went down the mountain with a dejected voice.

After all, it's getting dark now. If it doesn't go down before dark, the wild animals in the mountain are not easy to provoke.

However, when the crowd dispersed, suddenly a young man appeared in front of the temple door and directly crossed the threshold to enter the temple.

"Wait, who let you in? Are you deaf? Can't you hear me say it's closed? "

The little traitor of the door attendant, who was not satisfied with everyone, yelled at the young man.

This young man is naturally Tang Yifan.

"Why, you're not doing business? It's a ten million dollar deal

Tang Yifan can see at a glance that the servant is a greedy and lustful man. You can see it from the broken notes on his sleeve.

Sure enough, the little traitor was stunned when he heard ten million.

This is 10 million. If you get 10 million, it's better than working here for 100 years.