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

"Got it!"

"I didn't expect that Hong Xuan'er is really trustworthy!"

Ye Fan was walking on the streets of Tianshuang City, but his mind was carefully examining the newly obtained substitute puppet in the system space.

No one could have imagined that with a low-level puppet, he could easily obtain the precious Jie Jie Puppet and the formula for the Purple Bamboo Jade Liquid. By the way, he also obtained two Spirit Medicines for brewing the Purple Bamboo Jade Liquid.

Everything went so smoothly that Ye Fan couldn't believe it.

He had been prepared for the exchange to fail.

Whenever Hong Xuan'er or the controller of Qianji Pavilion shows a little bit of greed, he will control the low-level puppet to self-destruct and destroy all clues.

Fortunately, Hong Xuan'er didn't play any tricks, allowing him to successfully obtain the Jie Jie Puppet and the formula for the Purple Bamboo Jade Liquid.

As for the low-level puppet, Ye Fan did not take it back. Instead, he controlled the low-level puppet to walk out of Tianshuang City, found a secret corner, and destroyed itself.

In this way, even if someone wants to trace him, it is absolutely impossible to trace him.

"Uncle Wan, Uncle Wan!"

While Ye Fan was ecstatic, Hong Xuan'er excitedly found Wan Qiankun in Qianji Pavilion's shop.

"Xuan'er, why are you so happy?"

Wan Qiankun asked curiously.

"Please take a look!"

Hong Xuan'er took out the seven thousand-year-old Spirit Medicine she had just obtained.

"Hiss! So many thousand-year-old Spirit Medicine? Is there really someone here to exchange for that puppet?"

Wan Qiankun was taken aback, with a shocked expression on his face.

"Uncle Wan, you guessed it right! Someone came over early in the morning and replaced the puppet."

Hong Xuan'er said with a smile.

"Who can take out seven thousand-year-old Spirit Medicine in one go? Could it be someone from the four major sects?"

"I don't know. That person didn't show up. He only sent a pitifully weak low-level puppet."

"Low-level puppet? It seems that this person is bold and very cautious."

Wan Qiankun smiled.

"Yes, this person calls himself Li Yifan. He should be very young and his cultivation level is not high. I have secretly investigated this person's origin before, but I did not find any information about this person. Therefore, I suspect that this person is not We, the people of Cangnan Cultivation World.”

"When you say so, I also think it is very possible. This person may come from outside the region and is the genius of a certain major sect in the region."

Wan Qiankun nodded and said.

"Yes, but these have nothing to do with us, so we don't need to worry about them."

Hong Xuan'er took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Wan, I will send the Spirit Medicine to my master right now."

"No, I'd better go!"

"Your cultivation level is too low. It would be dangerous to carry so many thousand-year Spirit Medicine. It would be better for me to go there myself."

Wan Qiankun stopped Hong Xuan'er's idea of ​​going out, took the Spirit Medicine from her and disappeared.

"Disciple Ye Fan, I have met Patriarch Zuijian!"

In a certain alley in Tianshuang City, Ye Fan nervously saluted the Zuijian Ancestor.

Ye Fan never thought before that the slovenly old man in front of him turned out to be the sect's supreme elder, a Nascent Soul old monster.

Now that he knew the identity of Zuijian Ancestor, he would naturally be a little nervous.

"Okay, take me quickly to see your sick friend."

Drunk Sword Ancestor took a comfortable sip of the spirit wine in the gourd and waved his hand impatiently.

"Okay, but ancestor, please stay a moment while I find someone to lead the way."

Ye Fan quickly took out a pot of 800-year-old "Sanyang Jade Dew" from the system space and asked Zuijian Ancestor to drink it while waiting.

He didn't expect that his ancestor would actually wait here, so he didn't bring Chen Baiguan here at all this morning.

"Okay, I'll wait here, you go and come back quickly!"

As soon as Zui Jian Ancestor smelled the aroma of the 800-year-old "Sanyang Jade Dew", he immediately agreed with a smile on his face.

Ye Fan stepped forward, found Chen Baiguan's stall in a hurry, and took him to the alley.

"Ancestor, people have arrived!"

"Then let's go!"

Ancestor Drunken Sword glanced at Chen Baiguan and nodded indifferently.

So, the three of them left Tianshuang City.

"Boss, that guy from the fourth floor of Qi Refining is out of town!"

When Ye Fan walked out of Tianshuang City, one of Fan Gang's men hurried over and found Fan Gang.

"Out of the city? Then gather the brothers and get to work!"

Fan Gang laughed, and soon followed him out of the city with a group of seven or eight brothers.

"Are you sure you want to rob me and my ancestors?"

Half an hour later, Ye Fan looked at the bold Rogue Cultivators in front of him with a strange expression.

"Yes, if you are sensible, please take out the storage bags you are carrying. We can consider saving your lives."

One of Fan Gang's men laughed and said with a proud smile.

"Awesome! I have to admit, you must be the boldest robbers in history!"

Ye Fan couldn't help laughing.

A few Qi Refining weaklings dared to rob a Nascent Soul monk.

You are simply digging a hole to bury yourself and seeking your own death!

"Stop talking nonsense and hand over the storage bag quickly."

Fan Gang said viciously.

He felt something was wrong and wanted to make a quick decision, so he quickly grabbed the things and ran away.

"Ancestor, do you see?"

Ye Fan turned to look at Zuijian Ancestor.

"Didn't I give you a Foundation Building puppet? It's up to you!"

Zui Jian Ancestor raised his eyebrows and walked aside to drink with a strange expression.

"Sir, please be kind and spare my life! I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child. I can't die like this!"

A few minutes later, Fan Gang was holding Ye Fan's thighs with tears in his eyes and howling incessantly.

As for several of his men, they had already been beaten into pieces by the tiger-shaped puppet.

Fan Gang, on the other hand, saw that the situation was not right and immediately knelt down and begged.

"If you are so afraid of death, why do you pretend to be a Rogue Cultivator! You have simply disgraced the face of all Rogue Cultivators in the world."

Ye Fan sneered.

"Young master, you don't know. I was forced to become a Rogue Cultivator. If I wasn't desperate, who would be willing to do such an unforgivable thing?"

Fan Gang wailed and kowtowed dozens of times to Ye Fan. His desire to survive was very strong.

"Okay, okay, I'm so annoyed!"

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.

He took out a Spirit Gathering Pill and a Qi Pill from his storage bag, crumpled them into a ball quietly, and threw them to Fan Gang.

"Take this poison pill and then go to the city gate and wait for me!"

"Okay, okay, thank you sir for sparing my life!"

Fan Gang was overjoyed, and then took the elixir with a grimace.

"get out!"

Ye Fan sent Fan Gang away, then collected the storage bags on the ground, and then followed Chen Baiguan to his home with Zuijian Patriarch.

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