super hate ring

Chapter 293 Pulling Double-sided Hatred

After releasing Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan took the medicine bottle and secretly glanced at his chest. Qian Tingyi actually felt a little sensation in that part, and wanted to turn around to prevent Jiang Fan from looking at it, but in the end she didn't move her body.

"He watched secretly, I can also pretend that I don't know he is watching."

After giving herself an excuse, Qian Tingyi didn't move, until Jiang Fan handed two bottles of pills in front of her, Qian Tingyi was startled, as if she was the one who lost her mind.

Qian Tingyi took two bottles of elixir. Except for Jiang Fan, I am afraid that there is no ancient warrior who treats her so well. If she advances to the third level of the prefecture level and the elixir of the middle stage of the prefecture level, other ancient warriors would rather die than He would hand it over, but Jiang Fan easily gave himself two bottles.

For 90.00% of the ancient martial arts female cultivators, it is worth selling themselves.

"Only I will give you the elixir for the mid-term advancement of the prefecture level."

"What? Can you still refine the elixir for the mid-term advancement of the prefecture level?"

Qian Tingyi held two glass bottles and looked at Jiang Fan in surprise. If Jiang Fan could really refine the elixir that advanced to the middle stage of the prefecture level, he would be a great alchemist in the ancient martial arts world and would be respected by all sects .

"What's so strange about that?"

Jiang Fan was still depressed. He tried to refine the elixir for the mid-term advancement of the prefecture level once, and it was baked three times, and he got a total of one elixir, and it was the worst among the low-grade elixir... The success rate and quality of the elixir made Jiang Fan feel more depressed. Fan is too embarrassed to make alchemy anymore.

According to the reminder of the ring, the attribute points of physical power and mana power of 1700 are barely enough for the middle stage of the prefecture level. Breaking through 3000 is equivalent to the late stage of the prefecture level.

Controlled by magic power, it is barely possible to refine the earth-level four-layer elixir, and it is just barely, and plus I don't know how to practice, so the rate of success and the quality of the elixir are naturally very poor.

There are very few medicinal materials in the middle stage of the prefecture level. If you want to keep the seedlings, you can't test them a few times. There is only one plant in the late stage of the prefecture level.

Everything else is just floating clouds, hatred is the kingly way, and I don't know how much hatred I can get from participating in the competition this time.

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In the remaining ten days, Qian Tingyi consolidated her cultivation. As expected of her aptitude, her meridians quickly adapted to the current energy. Many people need to spend months or even years to consolidate their cultivation. Tingyi has almost recuperated.

Jiang Fan and Qian Tingyi both pretended to be young monks, together with Fa Shan Fa Tong Fa Xuan and the Four King Kongs, took a few young disciples to the competition site, Fa Wu found out to stay at Nanguo Temple.

The venue for the competition was an ancient martial arts sect. This sect was not a great sect. It could only be regarded as a middle-level sect in the Shennongjia area, similar to Nanguo Temple.

There is a not-so-big lake in front, about 100 square meters, the lake is clear, with ripples under the breeze blowing in early spring, it looks no different from ordinary lakes.

Perhaps backpackers who got lost in Shennongjia would still drink water here. No one could see that this was the entrance of an ancient martial arts sect called the Water-Resistant Palace.

Because there is an ancient formation under the lake, the ancestors of the water-avoiding palace accidentally found the gate of the formation, and established a sect here since then, hence the name.

At this time, there were quite a few people on the shore of the lake. Apart from the people from Nanguo Temple, there were two other sects. Here, everyone wore the clothes of the sect. From the neckline, the two sects were called Xueshan School and Jingshui Gate.

Jiang Fan didn't use magic power to sweep, but judging from the aura of the warriors, the Snow Mountain faction is far stronger than Jingshuimen. There are six people in Jingshuimen's party, four of them are Huang-level, only one is Xuan-level, and the other is a middle-aged woman. , It seems to be an early stage of the prefecture level, and Jiang Fan is not sure if he has no magic power, but it will not be too high.

All three sects sent disciples out to greet them at the level of Waterproof Palace.

People from the Xueshan faction did not attract Jiang Fan's attention, but a dark-skinned female disciple from Jingshuimen caught Jiang Fan's attention twice. Isn't this little girl the black girl she met at the East China Sea auction?
Jiang Fan remembered that the black girl made a lot of gadgets and sold them all, but she didn’t get the Qingxinlan she wanted, and she cried on the table, and forgot to give it to her when she bought it. She's still a poor early yellow class.

"Junior Sister, why does the monk keep staring at you?" A white-skinned and big-breasted senior sister frowned at Jiang Fan, and said to the black girl, if she didn't see Jiang Fan as a monk, she would have stepped forward to argue.

"I don't know." Hei girl shook her head suspiciously. Jiang Fan changed his appearance last time, but this time he became a monk again. It's strange to recognize him.

"I think it's probably because I'm greedy for the beauty of my junior sister." On one side, a female disciple with a wax gourd face but exquisite facial features is not ugly, glanced at Jiang Fan in disgust.

"How is it possible, Senior Sister, stop talking nonsense. He is a monk from Nanguo Temple. Nanguo Temple strictly abstains from alcohol and sex. How could he fall in love with me, and I am so ugly." The black girl said the last sentence in a low voice.

"Whoever dares to say that junior sister is ugly, I will knock out his teeth." A male student who is five years old and three rough said loudly.

After being stared at several times by several people, especially the male disciples who were five-year-old and three-year-old, their anger almost turned into a stream of water, and Jiang Fan realized that he had lost his composure and withdrew his eyes.

"Why are you staring at me?" Others just stared at him, but Jiang Fan turned around and saw Qian Tingyi also staring at him.

Qian Tingyi glanced at Hei girl from the corner of her eye, and said to Jiang Fan, "That can't be your lover?"

"What's your tone?" Jiang Fan questioned.

"My tone of voice."

"Your tone is clearly looking down on the black girl, and thinks you are prettier than her."

"I didn't say anything." Qian Tingyi immediately argued.

"Your subtext is clearly this, don't pretend." Jiang Fan was so unreasonable, and the two talked to attract people from the Xueshan School. Although they couldn't hear what they said, the two monks whispered like this, which was very attractive. look sideways.

Qian Tingyi noticed the eyes around her, her blush crept up to her ears, she turned her head and ignored Jiang Fan.

"Abbot Fashan, I didn't expect you to lead your disciples here this time. I haven't seen you for a long time. Your internal qi has become more and more deep. You are worthy of being a master of Buddhism. I am ashamed of myself."

The leader of the Snow Mountain Sect came over. It was Zhang Mo, the elder of the Snow Mountain Sect. His cultivation base at the prefecture level was one level lower than that of the original Fashan. It is higher than Nanguo Temple, so Zhang Mo is not polite in front of Fashan.

This time it is just to win the opportunity for young disciples to obtain resources, and management has been formed. It is enough to send an elder to lead the team. The abbot of Nanguo Temple, enshrined, added an elder, and brought the Four King Kong. Obviously paying too much attention to it, in Zhang Mo's heart, he looked down upon it.

But what puzzled Zhang Mo was that Fa Shan had brought Jiang Fan. The handsome young monk next to him couldn't see his cultivation level, but this monk didn't seem to have any cultivation base at all, so he brought him anyway.

It is extremely difficult for an earth-level martial artist to hide until he has no cultivation, and it is impossible at this time. If Jiang Fan is just a young disciple, a Huang-level Xuan-level, and still hides his cultivation, wouldn't it be a joke.

Then why bring such a disciple with no cultivation base?Not too big, not too young, and no rules, could it be that he is the son of a top dignitary from the city?
That's possible. Some high-ranking officials in the city often pay a huge price to hand over their children to the ancient martial arts sect for gold plating. These young children think that they are the best in the world when they arrive in the ancient martial arts world. Disciples look down on it.

Many of these disciples provoked the ancient warriors and were killed immediately. The dignitaries in the urban world had no choice but to pay a high price.

"Where is there, Elder Zhang has made great progress in cultivation, and he is about to hit the third floor of the prefecture level?" Fa Shan bowed.

"En?" Zhang Mo gave Fashan a strange look: "It's not talented, it's already the third floor of the prefecture level."

Zhang Mo was a little puzzled, but he was good at restraining his internal energy. With his cultivation base at the peak of the third floor of the prefecture level, how could he fail to see his own cultivation base.

As soon as Fashan heard Zhang Mo's tone, he immediately knew that he had made a fool of himself, and hated Jiang Fan even more in his heart. If he hadn't caused him to become the peak of the Xuan level, how could he not see Zhang Mo's cultivation.

Because the fact that the cultivation base has regressed is unimaginable, unless it is a madness when it is promoted, it will not happen under normal circumstances, so Zhang Mo only thinks that Fashan is making a joke.

"Abbot Fashan, you two disciples don't seem to understand the rules. It's nothing to meet our Snow Mountain Sect. Our Snow Mountain Sect disciples never care.

But after entering the Water-Resistant Palace, there are many sects in it. When the time comes, if you say something wrong or do something wrong, if you are killed by some senior, it will also damage the reputation of your temple. It is better for the abbot to take care of it. "

Zhang Mo glanced at Jiang Fan and Qian Tingyi, and reminded Fa Shan.

"none of your business."

Before Fashan could answer, Jiang Fan suddenly spoke up. He couldn't get used to this elder who looked like [-] people for a long time. Relying on the fact that the Snow Mountain Sect had a prefecture-level middle-term in charge, he didn't mention Nanguo Temple at all when he spoke. look.

Still staring at himself and Qian Tingyi, pointing fingers, Jiang Fan immediately spoke up.

Fashan Fatong and other Nanguo Temple disciples were stunned. Even the former Fashan was polite to elders like Zhang Mo. Although a prefecture-level mid-term is only one, but this one is quite enough. Because of nuclear deterrence, how could Nanguo Temple dare to offend the Snow Mountain Sect casually.

Not far away, the disciples of Jingshuimen also heard Jiang Fan's words, and they all looked at Jiang Fan in astonishment. The big-breasted senior sister said to the black girl, "I'm very impulsive for this monk you admire."

"Senior sister, you are talking nonsense again." The black girl lowered her head, because her face was dark, she couldn't tell if she was flushed or not.

"Little bunny, what are you talking about?"

With so many eyes focused here, how did Zhang Mo step down and glared at Jiang Fan.

"I said the abbot doesn't care about me, you, fart, it's a matter." Jiang Fan said every word, Zhang Moqi's hairs stood on end, and the disciples of the Xueshan sect behind him stared at Jiang Fan angrily, and a few even moved. Killing intent.

(End of this chapter)