Monster Refining System

Long ago, Xia Fukun felt that his face was already relatively thick.

But now after encountering this tombstone, Xia Fukun felt that he had overestimated his face.

at least……

Tombstone is now doing these things and saying these things, he can't do or say anything.

"It's okay, Junior Brother Xia Fukun, don't care about me, you can just take care of yourself, and I just need to clean up by myself."

As the tombstone said, carrying his luggage, he found a room on the first floor and cleaned it up.

Xia Fukun took a deep breath.

If according to his previous temper, he might have shot the tombstone directly.

But there is no way, he has seen the strength of the tombstone, if the hole card is poor, the power of 40 million nebula! That is very different from Long Fei's 27 million nebula power.

He can't beat the tombstone...

Therefore, I can only watch the tombstone occupy a room on the first floor.

"Grass, I have to think of a way to see how to drive this guy away. It's like a dog skin plaster that sticks to me."

If possible, Xia Fukun even wanted to teach the pseudo-barbarians to the tombstone, and then let the other party leave honestly.

But the problem is, Xia Fukun himself didn't know how the pseudo-barbarians practiced!

Before that, he had lost sight of that pseudo-barbaric decision, and then he cultivated to the third level.

He couldn't tell the tombstone, because he was able to directly reproduce and perfect the pseudo-barbaric decision because of the magic of all phenomena.

If you really tell.

Xia Fukun felt that not only would this tombstone not go away, but he would also haunt him, asking himself what the Art of All Phases was...

Helpless, Xia Fukun had to go upstairs to clean up his room.

Fortunately, as a cultivator, it’s easy to pack things up. Take sweeping and mopping the floor as an example, Xia Fukun doesn’t need a broom or dustpan to do it bit by bit. Flicking his sleeves directly, all the dust in the room disappeared.

Xia Fukun also discovered that the nebula aura in this holy child's cave mansion was much higher than that of the heavenly cave mansion where he was originally at the outer door.

Give a simple example.

If the calculation unit of the nebula gas contained in the Heavenly Grade Cave Mansion of the outer gate is Xiaoxi.

Then, the unit of measurement for the nebula gas contained in the Saint Child Cave Mansion of the inner door is the sea!

Even, Xia Fukun’s nebula power reached 18.5 million under the accumulation of the colorful orbs. Now, just doing sanitation in this room, Xia Fukun feels that the nebula power in his body has begun to rise. , Vaguely, almost approaching the 19 million.

If this is let other people know, a mouthful of old blood will gush out of absolute anger.

What's more, they have worked so hard to cultivate for decades, and the power of the nebula in the body may have increased by that hundreds of thousands. Xia Fukun was good, and doing some sanitation, he increased the power of the nebula by hundreds of thousands!

Sure enough, there is still a gap between this person and people.

It is **** to say that all beings are equal.

Xia Fukun had just cleaned up the room here, and the tombstone came upstairs.

"what are you doing?"

Xia Fukun was a little confused when he saw the tombstone in front of him, this guy, didn't he know that he knocked on the door when he entered the room? !

"Junior Brother Xia Fukun, don’t worry, I didn’t come to you and ask you to teach me that pseudo-barbaric decision. I was thinking, didn’t I learn how to fight the landlords from you before? I’m thinking, should I get an interest? Class or something, right? I want to bring the landlord culture into Fulinmen, so that more disciples can do something in their spare time."

Xia Fukun: "..."

How did this landlord speak from the mouth of the tombstone, and he is still so tall?

What kind of landlord culture?

Xia Fukun thought of the whole Fulin Gate in the future. There were three gathered under the tree here, and three squatting under the tree over there. There were still people running over to him and saying that the two were missing and the other was a chill.

"Haha, this matter, Brother Tombstone, you can do it yourself, you don't need to communicate with me."

"Then the founder of this landlord culture, I claim to be you?"

"Don't don't...you don't bring me."

Xia Fukun waved his hand quickly.

What's up?

He came to Fulinmen to cultivate, to become stronger.

Did he come to fight the landlord?

Xia Fukun Zhengshou didn't know how to get rid of the entanglement of this tombstone, when he heard a sound of footsteps.

"It seems that someone is coming. I will pick up the guests first. If you want to think about the landlord culture, Brother Tombstone, go to your room and think about it."

Xia Fukun said, and ran to open the door.

Tombstone looked at Xia Fukun's fleeing back and couldn't help shook his head.

"I will definitely spread the landlord culture to every corner of Fulinmen..."

Xia Fukun didn't know that the tombstone had such ambitions.

At this time, he had already opened the door.

After opening the door, he was also a little stunned.

Because it's outside his cave house, that is, at the door of the small garden.

A bunch of people standing.

These people have flattering smiles on their faces, one by one, holding some wooden boxes in their hands.

"Are these people here to give gifts?"

Xia Fukun licked his lips.

He really didn't expect it! When he was at Odin College before, he also enjoyed this kind of treatment, but after all, this is Fulinmen. Xia Fukun felt that these geniuses and proud men should have their own personalities, and it should not be so easy to bow to himself Correct.

But I didn't expect this happiness to come so suddenly.

Involuntarily, Xia Fukun walked toward these disciples with a face full of spring light.

"Hahaha, what are you doing here?"

To be honest, when Xia Fukun said this sentence, people who knew Xia Fukun would have a "cock" in their hearts.

If Chang Yuxuan, Yang Yao and others were by Xia Fukun at this moment, watching these children take the initiative to give gifts to Xia Fukun, they would definitely mourn for these lovely Fulinmen disciples for three minutes...

There is no other reason, these disciples are too naive...