Fantasy: I, The Longevity Body, Have Survived Ten Generations Of Geniuses

"Junior brother Ye, you are right. We are overestimating our capabilities!"

Zhang Zhe talked about this trip to Qingmang Mountain with a sad expression.

"After arriving at Qingmang Mountain, we spent the first seven days capturing low-level Demonic Beasts on the outskirts of Qingmang Mountain, and we gained somewhat."

"On the eighth day, a few people became more ambitious and wanted to go deeper into the mountain. Who knew that the next afternoon we encountered a Qi Refining tenth-level wind wolf..."

"I was severely injured and lost an arm. I barely managed to activate a talisman and escaped."

"The three of them were not so lucky. They died on the spot under the sharp claws of the Qi Refining tenth-level wind wolf. No bones were left..."

After barely explaining the whole story clearly, Zhang Zhe took out a storage bag from his body and looked at Ye Fan with pleading eyes.

"Junior Brother Ye, I don't have many friends in the sect. You are my only trustworthy friend."

"Inside this storage bag are all my savings over the years. I will hand them over to you from now on. I just hope that if it is convenient for you in the future, you can visit my parents. If you can take care of me, that would be even better!"

Zhang Zhe seemed to be explaining the funeral affairs to Ye Fan, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Senior Brother Zhang, can't your injury be cured?"

"It's useless. I was injured too badly. Even my Dantian has been shattered. There's no hope!"

Zhang Zhe shook his head and pushed the storage bag into Ye Fan's hand with all his strength.

"Okay! Senior Brother Zhang, if I have a chance in the future, I will visit my uncle and aunt."

Ye Fan nodded solemnly.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Ye!"

A reassuring smile appeared on Zhang Zhe's face. After telling Ye Fan his home address and parents' information, he limped away.

A few days later, four new graves quietly appeared in a desolate valley behind Heaven-Connecting Peak.

With a heavy heart, Ye Fan came to pay homage to his four friends.

Zhang Zhe, Yao Bin, Xie Cheng, Li Chenqing!

Among them, only Zhang Zhe's remains lie in his tomb, and the other three only have cenotaphs.

Ye Fan offered incense to the four friends and placed spiritual fruits and some of their favorite foods on their graves.

Thinking of the voices and smiles of his four friends before they were alive, a drop of crystal tears appeared in his eyes unknowingly.

"People have died hundreds of times. Maybe within three to five years, not many people will be able to remember them."

Ye Fan sighed for a long time, and when he turned around to leave, he unexpectedly met Leng Tianqing with a cold expression at the exit of the valley.

"Junior Brother Ye, if you are going to travel far in the future, you'd better tell me in advance."

Leng Tianqing threw a storage bag to Ye Fan, then turned and left with a cold face.

"Senior Brother Leng..."

Ye Fan felt a little confused. He opened the storage bag and took a few glances, and his eyes widened.

It turned out that this small storage bag was filled with Qi Gathering pills, no less than 50 bottles in total. In addition to Qi Gathering pills, it also contained some mana-restoring and healing pills, as well as several life-saving charms. .

For Ye Fan now, this can be regarded as a huge fortune.

"Senior Brother Leng..."

Ye Fan shouted from behind.

"Practice well and don't run around!"

Leng Tianqing waved her hand impatiently, and her figure quickly disappeared on the mountain road ahead.

"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Leng would be so cold-hearted and so warm-hearted."

Ye Fan was confused for a long time, and he understood that this was the help Leng Tianqing gave him for Uncle Nineteen's sake.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Fan finally decided to keep the things first.

He thought that at best he could wait until his cultivation level was high before he could find a way to repay Senior Brother Leng.

Although this chance is very slim, who can say clearly what will happen in the future?

After returning to his residence, Ye Fan opened the storage bag Zhang Zhe gave him.

"There are actually 130 Low Grade spiritual stones!"

Ye Fan was a little surprised.

Zhang Zhe, like him, is an outer disciple of the Xuanshuang Sect, and has an income of three Low Grade spiritual stones distributed by the sect every month.

But they usually need various resources for cultivation, and they simply cannot save the few spiritual stones distributed by the sect.

Ye Fan himself has the help of Space Spirit Field, so he has no shortage of training resources.

How can anyone else have such conditions as him?

"It seems that Zhang Zhe also has his own secret."

Ye Fan stopped worrying about this issue and continued to look at the contents of the storage bag.

In addition to more than a hundred Low Grade spirit stones, there is also a flying sword of average quality in the storage bag, which should be the flying sword Zhang Zhe usually uses.

In addition, there are two talismans, one is a spiritual shield talisman, and a small teleportation talisman.

It seems that Zhang Zhe was able to escape from the Wind Wolf on the tenth level of Qi Refining before, probably because he used this small teleportation talisman.

"Oh, Senior Brother Zhang..."

Ye Fan sighed, feeling mixed.

If he had been a little rash and followed him this time, the consequences could be imagined.

Ye Fan transferred all the contents of Zhang Zhe's storage bag to the storage bag he usually uses, including the things Leng Tianqing gave him today.

Then Ye Fan put the storage bag into his personal pocket, turned around and left Wangyue Valley.

"Uncle Nineteen!"

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Fan came to the handyman area at the foot of Heaven-Connecting Peak and found Uncle Nineteen.

"Xiaofan! Do you want to go back with your uncle?"

A few days ago, Uncle Nineteen had approached Ye Fan and said he was going back to the mountain village.

"Uncle Nineteen, I...won't come back this time!"

Ye Fan pondered for a few seconds and shook his head.

Although he has joined the sect now, his qualifications are average and his cultivation level is not high.

Going home rashly will cause uproar in the city, and may bring great trouble to the family.

"Uncle Nineteen, help me bring these things back."

Ye Fan quietly took out a storage bag and handed it to Uncle Nineteen.

The storage bag contained dozens of spiritual fruits, as well as gold and silver jewelry worth about 20 taels of gold, which Ye Fan had quietly accumulated over the years.

Ye Fan has erased the mark of divine consciousness on this storage bag, so it can be used by mortals. After taking it back, you only need to pour out the contents like an ordinary cloth bag.

"Xiao Fan, uncle understands!"

Although Uncle Nineteen was just a handyman, he had stayed in Xuanshuang Sect for many years and immediately realized Ye Fan's concerns.

He nodded and said he would definitely deliver the things.

"Uncle Nineteen, be careful on the road! I wish you a safe journey."

Ye Fan was a little worried and couldn't help but give a few more instructions. Uncle Nineteen nodded in agreement with a smile.

The uncle and nephew chatted for a long time before they separated.

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