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Chapter 430 Tianhai Pavilion

With enough foundation building pills and spirit gathering pills, Li Feifan can be said to be going further and further on the road of cultivation, and he himself feels that the true energy in his body is getting closer and closer to the node of foundation building.

Once the foundation building period is reached, the path of practice will be much wider, and you can start to choose what kind of fairy character you will become.

Practicing swords, kung fu, Taoism, and self-cultivation are all different choices, but Li Feifan is relatively vulgar, and he just wants to become the most capable immortal.

Some people rely on Taoism to become immortals, and they are not very powerful in fighting. Their most powerful epiphany is wisdom, like Taibai Jinxing, Taishang Laojun, etc., who are themselves golden immortals, but they are weak in fighting. They rely entirely on magic weapons Fight with people.

But some are different. Sun Wukong has a lot of amazing skills, and Erlang God and others, the god of war in heaven, also have a lot of skills and skills.

Li Feifan felt that his IQ was enough, so he did not take the path of enlightenment, and just wanted to become stronger.

Li Feifan thought boredly, all this information was read from the novels of comprehension, and he didn't know if it was true that he actually grew up.

However, I still think a little too much right now, I am still too far away from that level, and I feel that building a foundation is not that simple.

He had already swallowed several pills, and he could clearly feel the gathering of spiritual energy, constantly impacting the veins of his dantian, but he was still a little short of establishing the foundation, and he didn't know why.

This situation has been going on for a long time.

"It doesn't matter, after two days, I will ask my iron buddy Sun Wukong."

Li Feifan hiccupped and lay down to sleep.

Right now, I am still a mortal, so let's deal with these mortal matters first.

With anticipation for the future, Li Feifan fell asleep.

However, at this time, in another corner of the city, Song Jijie and his son did not seem to calm down.

Song Jijie's father is Song Chongtian, and at this moment, he is by his son's bedside.

Song Jijie was still in a coma, and it was hard to say whether he would wake up in his lifetime.

Sending Chongtian with a look of anger, he asked a burly man under his command: "How about that incident?"

The big man replied: "I have already contacted, the killer of Tianhai Pavilion, the most terrifying killer organization in the world, will definitely kill the person injured by the young master this time."

"Okay, tell him to hurry up, dare to beat my son like this, death is not a pity!"

The big man nodded, but hesitated: "It's just..."

"Just what?"

"The asking price of Tianhai Pavilion is too high today. To kill Li Feifan, it will cost 500 million!"

Even though the rich man in Haicheng heard this number, Zhang Chongtian couldn't help taking a breath, and after a while, he said: "As long as you kill that kid, this money is nothing!"

"Also, have you found the genius doctor who helped Jijie heal?"

The big man replied: "I found it. It is an old man who retired from the mountains. It is said that he has the medical skills to bring the dead back to life!"

"Be sure to invite him here as soon as possible!"

The big man hesitated again: "It's just that this miracle doctor said that he wants to see a doctor, and he also has some requirements!"

Song Chongtian immediately asked, "How much does it cost?"

"It's not about the money."

"what is that?"

The big man was a little hesitant, so he had to say: "You should talk to this genius doctor yourself, he will arrive in Haicheng City in two days!"

A trace of doubt flashed in Song Chongtian's eyes, and he was determined, as long as he could cure his son, he would do anything.

At this time, a group of mysterious people are gathering in a certain mysterious building in the ends of the earth.

Tianhai Pavilion, the most terrifying killer organization in the world, everyone is the strongest among men, the king of soldiers among kings of soldiers, the special soldier of special forces, and even some people have mastered profound arts.

An old man in his 70s and [-]s, wearing a cloak, roaming the sky, he is the owner of the Tianhai Pavilion.

Tianhai Pavilion has been established for decades, and there has never been a record of mission failure. Those who are targeted by them are tantamount to being sentenced to death.

Lang Tianya glanced at the members below, there were not many people, only a dozen or so, but these ten or so people could even make an army fearful.

"500 million, kill an unknown person, hahaha, who wants this fat bill!" Lang Tianya said.

A person from the audience stood up. This person's face was thin, like a starving ghost.

"Let me go, I have been to Huaxia for a long time."

"Okay, Ghost Face, I'll leave it to you. Naturally, this kind of character doesn't need to send killers above level three!"

"Yes!" Ghost Mian agreed, but there was some dissatisfaction in his expression.

The killers of Tianhai Pavilion are also divided into levels. Among them, the strongest are first and second level killers. In the entire Tianhai Pavilion, there are only seven people, who can be ranked first and second, and the rest must be at the bottom level.

This ghost face has not been in Tianhai Pavilion for a long time, and he is a little dissatisfied with his ranking as a fourth-level killer.

Although he thought he was strong, he was not sure how strong other people were.

If you don't accept it, you don't dare to show it.

"Then I'll go now." Ghost Face said, his figure flashed, and disappeared in an instant under the eyes of everyone.

If ordinary people saw this speed, their eyes would surely fall out, but the rest of Tianhai Pavilion were not moved at all.

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Li Feifan has dealt with the troubles of the past two days, and at this moment, he is really at ease studying the exercises.

What is the Sutra of Inaction, the Diamond Sutra has been read for a long time, just like reading the heavenly scriptures, nothing can be realized.

Li Feifan knew that learning these exercises did not strengthen his strength, and could only be used as a foundation, and he didn't have much time to study them.

It may take thousands of years to read a book of scriptures before you can understand the Tao and improve your realm.

But I am different, and the world is also different. Now, it is not the world full of aura. As long as I have a little cultivation, I can consume it for a long time.

In this world, the pace is very fast, and the most important thing is to make money.

After thinking about it, Li Feifan decided to give up these advanced exercises and learn some low-level ones that are more useful.

For example, Li Feifan recently saw a chat group talking about Leifa, saying that he wanted to use Leifa to fry fish, and Nozha even demonstrated it. When he chanted the mantra, a bolt of lightning came down from the sky and directly blasted a thousand-jin-sized fish into the lake. fish.

To them, these are all pediatrics, but to Li Feifan's world, this is just for pretending... Oh no, it's a good way to save the world, you have to get it.

Thinking about it, he began to think about how to get rid of this set of spells from Nozha's hands.

Li Feifan didn't think about it for the time being, it was already morning, and he had to find a good job, Mu Ziyue decided to live here temporarily, and Xie Mengyao had been taking care of her.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with it, but Li Feifan feels that these two people are going to rely on him, and there are a lot of messy expenses every day, and the expenses are a bit behind.

The previous job is definitely not available, so Li Feifan has to find a new one.

(End of this chapter)