super hate ring

Chapter 291 Occupying the Nanguo Temple

When you are not facing death, it is often easy to talk about death. When you really face death, thinking that there will be nothing after death, there will be boundless terror. The warriors in ordinary times have the choice to live now, and they will also become cowards. .

Fashan gritted his teeth, grabbed the Gu worm in Jiang Fan's hand, and threw the Gu worm into his mouth with three beeps. The hatred value was 40 points.

"Etc., etc."

Jiang Fan yelled, a freezing technique passed, and the Gu worm was frozen in Fashan's mouth, and Fashan's mouth was propped up, Jiang Fan smiled and said: "I almost forgot, I heard that the abbot usually likes to drink, this time I went up the mountain Nothing else, just two bottles of Erguotou to express our feelings."

Jiang Fan took out two bottles of Erguotou from his pocket, put one bottle on the ground, and opened the cap of the other bottle.

Fashan looked at Erguotou in front of him in horror, Jiang Fan smiled: "The abbot is injured, his hands and feet are separated, let me feed the abbot."

Jiang Fan picked up the Erguotou, poured it into Fashan's opened mouth, Fashan's eyes widened, his mouth was supported by ice, and he couldn't stop the wine from entering his throat. I felt that my true energy was draining rapidly.

Hate is worth 50 point.

"Damn it, the abbot is really good at drinking. A bottle of 60-degree Erguotou is still not drunk. I admire it. Let's drink another bottle."

After one bottle, Fashan's cultivation had only dropped to the second floor of the prefecture level. What a waste of wine, Jiang Fan opened another bottle of Erguotou and poured it into Fashan's mouth.

"Gudong, gudong."

Qian Tingyi squatted on the top of the thousands of stone steps, glanced back by chance, and shook her head speechlessly. Now she finally knew the answer to a question, "How is the second thing made?" Qian Tingyi couldn't figure it out at all. I understand where Jiang Fan's sadism comes from.

After three bottles of Erguotou, Fashan's cultivation finally broke through the earth level and became the peak of the Xuan level, Jiang Fan let go of Fashan.

A master of the third level of the prefecture level was made into the peak of the Xuan level by Jiang Fansheng. It was a hard work of hundreds of years, and it disappeared after three bottles of Erguotou.

Fashan's hatred for Jiang Fan reached 60 points.

"It seems that the abbot has drunk enough, come on, it's time to eat delicious Gu worms, 'ah'..."

Jiang Fan activated the Water System Five Elements Technique, and the lump of ice melted quickly. With a "pop", Jiang Fan smashed the wine bottle on Fashan's cheek, and the Gu worm was swallowed by Fashan.

Hate is worth 65 point.

Fashan's body withered completely, and seeing Fashan's decline, Faxuan and the Four King Kong felt inexplicably happy.

"Now it's the turn of the other three masters." Jiang Fan picked up two more bottles of wine, walked towards Fa Ming and backed away step by step, and said fearfully: "No, no..."

Jiang Fan used his magic power to grab Fa Ming over, and with a "plop", he knelt down to Jiang Fan: "Hero, please forgive me, don't let me drink. Fa Ming must be loyal to the hero. No, the master is loyal. Death without complaint, please don't let me drink."

"Oh, why are you so cowardly? Where did the righteous and brave master who reminded the abbot just now? ... Don't talk nonsense, come and drink."

Fa Ming's cultivation level became the peak of Xuan level, he swallowed Gu insects, and his hatred value was [-] points.

Then it was the turn of Fawu and Fatong, both with the same result, the former got 40 hatred points, and the latter got 55 points.

"Reminder, successfully pulled the hatred value of 20, completed the main task, and obtained 200 attribute points, please allocate."

"Fucking shit, after refreshing to the third level, it was exchanged 1000:1." However, Jiang Fan quickly allocated attribute points as expected.

"Reminder, the mana power has been changed to 1750, the next main task will be released, successfully pull 50 hate points within half a year, complete the task on schedule to reward attribute points, if the deadline is not completed, attribute points will be deducted, and the health value will return to 0. The owner will die .

The host currently has a surplus of 12 hatred. "

Jiang Fan fed Gu worms to every monk in Nanguo Temple. It is more expensive to learn Gu skills, but Gu worms are still very cheap, and these Gu worms can afford it.

Pull 3 hate points again, accumulating to 15.

"Okay, now I'm the abbot, children...no, little monks, come and see me soon."

Too lazy to spend hatred points, let Qian Tingyi show her medical skills, heal Fashan and others' injuries, connect her arms and legs, Jiang Fan went to the hall and sat down, Faxuan, Fatong, Fashan, Fashan Wu, Faming, the Four King Kongs, and other Nanguo Temple disciples paid respects to Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan nodded with a smile, and Qian Tingyi, who was standing aside, looked at Jiang Fan's look with contempt.

"Very good. Now Faxuan, Fatong, Fashan, Faming, and Fawu all have similar cultivation levels. I will entitle you all as elders of Nanguo Temple, and the Four King Kongs as Dharma protectors."

Fashan and Fatong were originally two of the highest status, but now they are on an equal footing with the other three elders.

"Follow the abbot's decree." All the people bowed down to Jiang Fan together, not bowing, but kneeling.

"Okay, Elder Fatong, pass down the order that Nanguo Temple will be closed for half a month until the Shennongjia martial arts competition begins."

"Yes." Fatong gritted his teeth and replied.

"Elder Fashan, tell me about the location of this contest."

……

Jiang Fan successfully entered the Nanguo Temple, and Nanguo Temple announced the closure of the temple for half a month. Jiang Fan saw that Nanguo Temple closed the gate, and there were still many people outside who came to ask for talismans, especially those families whose children were still missing.

Jiang Fan shook his head, Nanguo Temple can't be destroyed now, let's talk about it after participating in the martial arts competition, the dead child will never come back.

"Any clues?"

The altar of Nanguo Temple hangs in the air more than ten feet high, about the size of a basketball court. Jiang Fan climbed up the steps, only to feel the strong wind blowing against his face and the rustling of monk robes.

There was a map of Fakong on the altar, and Qian Tingyi was carefully comparing the types of herbs on it, when she heard Jiang Fan's voice and shook her head: "I can't analyze it, many places on Fakong's map are unreasonable, it should be to hide some real The precious things are not marked on purpose, or they are replaced by other names, it seems that the only way to see them is at the tournament."

Qian Tingyi raised her head, hesitated and said, "Jiang Fan, are you really looking for Bati Lin's family?"

Jiang Fan nodded, and Qian Tingyi said: "Think about it clearly, the Badilin family is not Nanguo Temple, and the Badilin family belongs to one of the seven sects, so it is not so easy to deal with. As far as I know, there are more than 300 patriarchs in the Badilin family. Years old, his cultivation base is unpredictable, he must be above the ninth floor of the prefecture level, how can you be his opponent?"

"I also don't think I'm his opponent, but people have come to him, so I can't refuse to return the courtesy. Even if I can't take over the Badilin family, at least let them know that Jiang Fan is not easy to mess with, right?"

"You men, you value face too much. If I were you, I would find a place to live in seclusion and practice martial arts hard. Anyway, you have so many cultivation resources. In the future, your cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds, and then you will find the Badilin family to beg for it with interest. Wouldn't it be better to come back?"

Jiang Fan smiled inwardly. If he went to live in seclusion by himself, it wouldn't take long for him to belch because he couldn't complete the hatred task. Who else could he kill?

"You always mention those medicinal herbs, insinuating, don't you just want it? You women, you are so duplicity."

"You...I don't care." Qian Tingyi didn't expect Jiang Fan to tease herself with her own words, she lowered her head angrily, pretending to continue to check on the map, but her attention was on Jiang Fan's hand, no matter what, She still wants some medicinal herbs, otherwise it's not a solution to always get stuck on the ground level.

"Stop pretending, duplicity woman, Nah, take this first." Jiang Fan handed a bottle of elixir to Qian Tingyi, and Qian Tingyi took it and looked at it suspiciously.

He opened the glass bottle and smelled it, and was shocked: "Is this the fairy medicine made by Xiannvhong?"

"That's right, try it, it's basically a low-grade pill."

Jiang Fan had no choice but to buy the technology of refining elixir, and only after upgrading to the first level did he realize that this thing, like planting, also requires skill.

Materials and techniques determine whether the pill is good or bad.

I don't have skills, and I can only make middle-grade and low-grade pills with the materials. But with so many, it should be enough for Qian Tingyi to advance. We just have so many resources.

But Qian Tingyi has a completely different idea from the regretful Jiang Fan. Alchemists are extremely rare in the ancient martial arts world, and they are expensive to sell. It takes a long time for ordinary warriors to hire alchemists to make alchemy. It is more cultivation resources to exchange.

Many monks couldn't wait, or couldn't afford the price, so they could only boil the medicinal herbs to drink. In this way, the effect and promotion probability were greatly reduced, ruining many warriors' dreams of promotion.

But Jiang Fan can make alchemy by himself. It would not be too surprising if he only knows how to make alchemy, but it would be strange if he has shown so many extraordinary things before and can still make alchemy.

The most important thing is that Fairy Red only got it for two days. Generally, it takes tens of days or even many years for an alchemist to produce a batch of pills. Some heaven-defying pills may take a lifetime to make.

The speed of producing earth-level pills in two days... has never been heard before.

Qian Tingyi's hand holding the elixir trembled. She thought that Jiang Fan would give her the herb, and then she would either take it back to Luohua Palace and ask an alchemist to make the elixir, or cook the medicinal soup by herself.

But it seems that I can only choose the latter. If I take the herbs back to Luohua Palace, the palace owner will definitely ask about such high-level herbs. I will ask where the other medicinal materials have gone.

Wouldn't that expose Jiang Fan, and it would be strange not to be hunted down by the entire ancient martial arts world with so many herbs on his back.

But what I got now is the finished pill. Not only does it not need to drink medicinal soup, but it can also greatly increase the chance of promotion. Even though she has always been calm, Qian Tingyi couldn't help being excited.

Only then did I realize that since I met Jiang Fan, I have been excited many times.

Watching Qian Tingyi meditating and preparing to advance, after adjusting her internal energy, she put the elixir into her mouth, and Jiang Fan stood aside to protect her.

(End of this chapter)