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A white ball of light floated out from Lu Jin's corpse, was attracted by the Book of Destiny, and sank into Fang Xiu's body.

Appears at the top of the fourth page of the Book of Destiny.

“Give up the Gou Anping pattern.”’

Fang Xiu recited silently in his mind, and the Gou Ping'an pattern on the fourth page of the Book of Destiny instantly turned into light spots and disappeared.

The white light group merged into the fourth page of the Book of Destiny and separated into a blue light group.

[Borrow the talent ‘Turtle Breath Specialization’]

Fang Xiu didn't take a closer look. He took off Lu Jin's damaged black robe and injected a little magic power. A flash of light flashed on the robe, and the stained blood was quickly cleaned away.

After confirming that Lu Jin had nothing else on him, Fang Xiu put the robe and the shuttle magic weapon that fell on the ground into the storage bag.

call out!

Before leaving, a fire bomb popped out from his fingertips and burned Lu Jin's body to ashes. Then he quickly left the woods and returned to the house in the shanty town.

He sat on the bed and poured out the contents of Lu Jin's storage bag.

Low-grade spiritual stones piled up into hills.

Thousands of low-grade spiritual stones almost blinded Fang Xiu.

"It's really a gold belt for murder and arson!"

Fang Xiu sighed in his heart, sinking his consciousness to the fourth page of the Book of Destiny.

Lu Jin's memory picture then appeared.

"No wonder this person looks down on me so much..." After a moment, Fang Xiu came back to his senses and suddenly felt enlightened.

Lu Jin is not at the seventh level of Qi refining, but at the peak of the eighth level.

He is proficient in breath gathering techniques and often demonstrates his seventh-level Qi refining skills to others.

The mana of the eighth level of Qi refining is more than four times that of the fourth level of Qi refining.

In addition to a middle-grade magic weapon, the Ziyun Shuttle, Lu Jin also has a middle-grade defensive magic weapon, the Bishui Bowl. Both of them are exquisite among the middle-grade magic weapons.

In addition, he was wearing a first-level mid-level magic robe, the mysterious robe, which came with double body-protecting spiritual light and golden light shield spells, which was enough to withstand a full blow from a ninth-level Qi Refining monk using a high-level magic weapon.

"First-grade high-quality seal and golden bell talisman!"

Fang Xiu found a piece of golden talisman paper from a pile of low-grade spiritual stones.

The Golden Bell Talisman is known as the strongest defensive spell during the Qi Refining Period.

It was enough to withstand three full-force attacks from ninth-level Qi Refining monks using high-grade magic weapons.

The price of a golden bell talisman is enough to buy a first-level high-grade talisman master who is like a low-grade defensive weapon. It is difficult to guarantee the success rate of making a golden bell talisman.

Most golden bell talismans are made by second-level low-level talisman masters.

The place where golden bell talismans appear most is not in talisman and seal shops, but in many small and medium-sized auctions.

Three years ago, after Lu Jin saw Cheng Ziyi's terrifying strength, he participated in the triennial auction in Anpingfang City and bought a golden bell talisman for a large sum of money.

The mid-grade defensive magic weapon, the Blue Water Bowl, was also a fine product that he bought at the auction with 300 spiritual stones.

Lu Jin relied on his proficiency in the art of disguise and breathing, and often visited Anpingfang City to do things for Ghost Shura.

Of the more than a thousand spiritual stones in the storage bag, only a small half were his own, and the remaining half were donated by the ‘Hunting Gang’ in Anpingfang City.

Ghost Shura is the most notorious robbery cultivator near Anpingfang City, but he has been wandering outside Anpingfang City. As long as he does not enter Fang City, the patrol team will not take the initiative to trouble him.

To capture a master at the ninth level of Qi Refining, the patrol team itself would probably have to pay a heavy price.

Unless it is the manager of Fang City, the foundation-building ancestor of Danxia Sect takes action personally.

However, this foundation-building ancestor didn't care about things outside Fangshi.

As for the hunting gang, it is a loose gang composed of a group of middle and low-level casual cultivators. The members of the gang mainly make a living by hunting monsters and selling monster meat and furs.

The leader of the hunting gang is a seventh-level qi-refining cultivator named Feikang, who is very famous in the outer city.

This person is eager for justice and often fights injustices for lower-level monks.

The hunting gang also developed from his hunter team.

Ghost Shura is cunning and insidious, but he generally does not intercept and kill low-level cultivators.

His subordinates Gou Ping'an, Lu Jin and others specifically targeted low-level monks.

Especially Lu Jin, this person often pretends to be a cultivator in the early stage of Qi refining and is alone, fishing for other cultivators.

What he likes most is watching others beg for mercy and surrender after discovering his true cultivation, and then killing the enemy in a cat-and-mouse manner.

However, one time when he was killing members of the hunting gang, Feikang met him.

At that time, Lu Jin was only at the seventh level of Qi refining. He was defeated by Fei Kang at the same level and was injured by the opponent.

Later, in order to regain his place, Ghost Shura killed many members of the hunting gang together.

In the end, Feikang came forward to apologize and agreed that the members of the hunting gang would pay spiritual stones annually in the future, which calmed the conflict.

After that, Gui Shura's robbery team basically stopped robbing members of the hunting gang.

Low-level hunters may not be able to save ten spirit stones even if they are busy all year long, so they make up the majority of the hunting gang.

Instead of robbing and killing these people, it is better to wait for them to give half of the spiritual stone income every year.

It can be called sustainable fishing in a dry lake.

The hunting gang has six middle-stage Qi-refining cultivators below Kang's own expense.

The team was led by a monk in the middle stage of Qi Refining. Except for the Ghost Shura team, the nearby robbery cultivators did not have the strength to destroy the team alone.

"When I save enough spiritual stones to buy the second-level life-extending pill and return to the Yan Kingdom, I will most likely encounter ghost Shura in the wild.

Fang Xiu's heart sank slightly.

Unlike Lu Jin, who is cautious on the surface and hides his cultivation, but is actually indifferent and careless.

Ghost Shura was cautious and timid in the eyes of Lu Jin and others.

If it were Ghost Shura tonight, I'm afraid he wouldn't say anything nonsense and would just make a sneak attack.

First, use the force of thunder to restrain Fang Xiu, and then threaten him and negotiate terms.

Of course, according to Gui Shura's character, he will definitely not approach the market, including the shantytowns.

From today on, Fang Xiu has to treat the other party as an imaginary enemy.

The red fire flag in Gui Shura's hand is a top-grade magic weapon with a large attack range and long distance.

Twenty ice arrow talismans plus one hundred Sanjue Danjin talismans can kill Lu Jin, but it is hard to say against Gui Shura.

The other party will never approach him openly, let alone give Fang Xiu a chance to get close.

"With these more than a thousand spirit stones, I will definitely be able to save enough spirit stones to buy the second-level longevity boat before the auction starts in three years."

What Fang Xiu has to consider now is how to cultivate to the sixth level of Qi Refining within three years, or even the seventh level of Qi Refining.

[Master: Fang Xiu (Level 2)]

[Limit of Talent Fate Storage: 10/9]

[Borrower: Lu Jin]

[Talent: Turtle Breathing Specialization]

[Rank: Blue Level 3]

[Effect: Your progress in practicing breath-retaining spells is increased by 100%. You can completely restrain the fluctuations of mana. Without leaking the mana, a person who is two realms higher than you must be able to see through your cultivation (can be improved))

"Give up the talent [Rat's Stratagem].'

Fang Xiu made the choice without hesitation.

His talisman-making skills reached After the first-grade lower grade, [The Rat's Stratagem] only had side effects. Before the late stage of Qi Refining,

he had no energy to learn refining and formation, and this talent was no longer useful.

[Turtle Breathing Specialization] talent was more valuable to Fang Xiu.

Lu Jin had a special spell to change the fluctuation of mana, called "Shock Breathing Spell", which could not only hide the cultivation level, but also release the fluctuation of mana one level higher than the real cultivation level.

In other words, the fourth level of Qi Refining can pretend to be the first and second levels of Qi Refining, and can also pretend to be the fifth level of Qi Refining.

"This is the real breath-retaining technique! Next time you buy pills, you can change a vest. "

Fang Xiu showed a happy expression.

Through Lu Jin's memory, Ghost Shura is now looking for a seriously injured second-level initial stage monster in the depths of the Broken Soul Mountains.

Half a year ago, this monster was discovered by the foundation-building ancestor of Fangshi, and both sides were injured.

Now the foundation-building ancestor of Fangshi has returned to Fangshi to recuperate.

This top-secret information is only known by a very few people.

Ghost Shura also encountered it by chance.

He now wants to take advantage of this big bargain before the foundation-building ancestor recovers from his injuries.

I'm afraid he won't notice that Lu Jin is in trouble in a short time.

Taking advantage of this time, Fang Xiu just quietly develops.

Fang Xiu transferred all his belongings to Lu Jin's large storage bag.

The internal space of Lu Jin's storage bag is enough for one cubic meter.

There are also two and a half bottles of Huanglong Pills, a total of twenty-four pills.

This kind of pill that can improve the cultivation of late-stage Qi Refining cultivators is worth eight spirit stones per pill.

"It's still faster to make money from robbery cultivation! "

One year later.

Yan State.

Tianze Mansion.

Changqing Villa.

On a sunny spring afternoon, Ye Jin'er sat under the magic tree in the middle of the yard, embroidering patterns on the sleeves of a black robe.

Although the climate was mild and comfortable for ordinary people, she still wore thick clothes and a windproof cloak.

"Ahem.. : "Ye Jin'er coughed lightly from time to time.

The crown of the magic tree swayed gently in the breeze. When it heard her cough, it would slowly lower its branches to block the wind blowing towards Ye Jin'er.

Ye Jin'er looked up at the magic tree. When she just gave birth to Fang Xianlan, she was still very weak.

After recuperating for a few days, her health gradually improved.

In the fourth year of this year, her health took a sharp turn for the worse.

Although she took a blood-generating pill, she was still lazy all day.

However, she liked to stay under the tree in the yard, as if Fang Xiu was by her side.

"Cough cough..."

In the quiet yard, apart from the sound of the wind and the rustling sound of the branches shaking and rubbing, there was only the cough of Ye Jin'er from time to time.

After more than half an hour, Ye Jin'er looked up at the sky and moved her sore neck and shoulders.

"Mother! Mother!"

A delicate little girl ran into the backyard. I heard her voice before I saw her.

"Miss, run slower! Slower!" Xiaolu held a scroll and chased after her with her skirt lifted. Four years had passed, and she had shed her girlish air and became plump and smooth.

Fang Xianlan, who was four years old, was lively and curious about everything.

"Mother! Look at me!"

The little girl came to the yard, threw herself on Ye Jin'er's legs, and snuggled in her arms.

Ye Jin'er quickly raised the needlework and clothes in her hand and handed them to Xiaolu.

"Nan, what happened to your face?"

Ye Jin'er held Fang Xianlan's little face and suddenly found that her daughter's eyebrows had turned white and white hair had been attached to the corners of her mouth.

"Mother! Goudan and I were playing a game. I played the grandfather and he played the grandmother. Teacher Yang also drew small portraits for us! "Fang Xianlan said crisply.

As she spoke, she demonstrated to Ye Jiner, taking off the crooked mustache and sticking it back on, imitating the hunched back of an old grandfather.

Ye Jiner looked at Fang Xianlan's face, which was similar to hers when she was a child, and her eyes, which were exactly the same as Fang Xiu's, and she couldn't help but be absent-minded.

The child just thought it was fun, and Fang Xianlan couldn't help laughing after a few tries. She looked up at Ye Jiner with a smile, hoping to get praise from her.

"Mother? Why are you crying?"

Ye Jin'er came back to her senses and reached out to touch her cheek, as if she didn't even know she was crying.

"Mom, don't cry! I will never play games again!" Fang Xianlan didn't understand why Ye Jin'er was crying.

"Mother didn't cry, it was just that the wind and sand blurred her eyes. Didn't Nan say she had a little face painting? Show it to mother quickly!" Ye Jin'er took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears and changed the topic.

"Well!" Fang Xianlan came to Xiao Lu and stretched out her hands towards her: "Aunt Lu, hurry up and stock up the little portrait!"

Xiaolu seemed to have thought of something and hesitated a little.

Fang Xianlan jumped up anxiously.

"Let me see... I won't have the chance to see Xianlan grow up and get older..." Ye Jin'er coughed softly.

"Madam...:" Tears welled up in Xiao Lu's eyes, but she still obeyed and unfolded the scroll.

The girl's face, with her beard, white eyebrows, and white hair, was obviously 'funny', but Ye Jin'er's eyes got wet.

"Mother, are you blinded by the wind and sand again?" Fang Xianlan climbed onto Ye Jin'er's lap, placed her small hands on both sides of her eyes, and gently blew her eyes.

"The painting is really good... Let Ms. Yang draw more portraits of my daughter when she grows up in the future. Mother likes to see them."

"Ye Jin'er hugged her daughter tightly.

"Teacher Yang's painting is not as good as my mother's. From now on, I will only let my mother paint...:" Fang Xianlan nestled in Ye Jin'er's arms.

"Madam!" Xiao Lu's tears burst into her eyes again, she cried loudly and hugged Ye Jin'er and Fang Xianlan.

at the same time.

Deep in Yunmeng Lake, above the former Jiuyou Island.

The space was slightly distorted, showing a twelve-pointed snowflake and ice crystal array.

As the dazzling blue light lit up, a woman in silver clothes walked out of the magic circle.

She has a round and charming oval face, affectionate peach blossom eyes, and skin as smooth as gelatin, looking forward to the radiance.

The appearance of the woman in silver shirt is at least 70-80% similar to Ye Jin'er.

Compared to Ye Jin'er's charm and softness, her temperament is colder, and her ice-blue eyes are full of indifference, as if she despises all living beings equally.

At this time, the woman in the silver shirt counted her fingers and said slightly, "?According to the time, this mortal incarnation should have died four years ago..."

Metaphor!

The silver-robed woman looked in the direction of Evergreen Villa, and a twelve-pointed snowflake and ice crystal formation appeared in the void again.

She walked in with her feet up.

Metaphor!

The next moment, the woman in silver appeared in the back hill of Evergreen Villa thousands of miles away.

She appeared in front of Jinxin Pavilion, looking down at Ye Jin'er in the backyard of the villa, and Fang Xianlan in her arms.

The woman in the silver shirt counted her fingers again, her ice-blue eyes gradually widening.

"How is this possible? My avatar actually got married? And we have a child!!'

The woman in the silver shirt was in a state of shock, her delicate lips trembling continuously.

After a long silence, she calmed down.

"Will there really be any surprises when I transform into a mortal this time?... Is this an opportunity for me to ascend..."

The silver-robed woman murmured softly.

"So... let's wait a few more years...'