Fighting the Martial Universe

　　 The fact that Huang Qingyan broke through to Qipu quickly spread in Tianyun City, and almost everyone knew.

　　 "This Huang Qingyan is definitely an enchanting evildoer. It only took her a month to awaken the fighting spirit, right? She has cultivated to the realm of seven souls. This talent for cultivation is simply terrifying."

　　 "Now that Huang Qingyan is taken by Ye Wuhua, that Zhang Mofan is going to be unlucky."

　　 "That's not true, Ye Wuhua is aloof, as long as he doesn't harass Huang Qingyan, nothing will happen."

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　　 Countless discussions are being passed on in the streets.

　　 However, Zhang Mofan ignored it, he finally felt the pressure now.

　　 In any case, he must defeat Huang Qingyan, otherwise, Huang Qingyan's cultivation level will be more terrifying as he goes to the back.

　　 He knew that Huang Qingyan had awakened the fighting spirit a month ago, but it only took a few days for her to practice from one soul to seven souls.

　　 Zhang Mansion Secret Room!

　　 Zhang Mofan sits in it, constantly running the Donghuang Jue, between his eyebrows, constantly absorbing the vitality of the world and adding it to the dragon ball.

Among 　　 Dragon Balls, a large amount of golden essence was once again extracted. These essences flowed into the position of the three souls, and were absorbed by the three souls. When they hit the position of the top four souls, they disappeared and empty.

　　The golden essence is far from enough!

　　 The most terrifying part of this dragon ball is that it can absorb the vitality of the heavens and the earth, extract the golden essence that the warrior needs most, and improve the cultivation of the warrior.

　　A general warrior, even if he is able to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, even if he cultivates to the Bigu level, he needs the transformation of his dantian, and this transformation is much slower than that of the dragon ball.

　　 Later, Zhang Mofan even suspected that with Dragon Ball, he would be able to practice without a dantian.

　　 "Resources, resources!"

　　 Zhang Mofan sighed: "Huang Qingyan must have taken a lot of resources and also used the power of Dragon Ball. If I have many resources, I want to reach the sky in one step and hit Qipu in a short time, it is not impossible."

　　 Although the Zhang family is a third-rate family, the resources he can control are actually very few.

　　 The money he can get every month is only five hundred taels of silver, and he can buy five life source pills for healing. As for the Juyuan Pill for cultivation, he can only buy half.

　　 Although this kind of pill allows him to refine it, it can also be successfully refined, but if you want to refine a pill, you must have a pill furnace.

　　 An ordinary pill furnace is not what he can imagine.

"In the memory of Qinghuo Zhisheng, there are many advanced martial arts. If I write it silently, I can definitely sell it for a good price. However, that day, the Demon Zhisheng seems to be very familiar with the Qinghuo Zhisheng. If she is aware of it, For me, it is very dangerous. It seems that I can only find another way."

　　 Zhang Mofan frowned, and finally thought of a way.

　　 That is Douwen!

　　 Fighting pattern master is considered to be a more popular sub-professional in Zhou Yuan Continent than the alchemist and refining craftsman. If you can make a good fighting pattern, you can naturally sell for a lot of money.

　　 Moreover, it is not difficult for Zhang Mofan to make a first-order fighting pattern.

　　 "I am afraid that there are not many first-order fighting patterns in the entire Sky Cloud City. If I can sell one, I can buy a lot of Ju Yuan Dan."

The role of the 　　 fighting pattern is to increase the power and attributes of the weapon. For a most common weapon, if the fighting pattern is added, the power can at least double.

　　 In Sky Cloud City, only those Patriarch-level figures of first-class families, and their weapons, may have a fighting pattern attached.

　　 A first-order fighting pattern, even the most ordinary existence, can sell fifty thousand taels of silver, fifty thousand taels of silver, even the young master of the first-class family, can't get it out.

　　 Moreover, Tianyun City is in Dongzhou, and it can be regarded as a remote city. There are very few that can really make a bucket pattern.

　　 Therefore, there is often a fighting pattern in some large chambers of commerce, and it will definitely be beaten by the fighting heads of those first-class families.

　　Furthermore, fighting patterns can also be used to fight, but this kind of extravagant thing, ordinary warriors would not do.

　　 The value of the bucket pattern is too expensive.

　　 Zhang Mofan walked out of the secret room and came to the backyard of Zhang Mansion. Seeing that Mr. Zhang was ordering his servants to do something, his expression was not very good. He couldn't help but step forward and asked, "Butler, what happened?"

　　 "It's not the king's family yet!"

　　 Steward Zhang sighed and said, "Didn't you abolish Wang Chao and Wang Lietao yesterday? We originally had a cloth business with the Wang family. Now, they have directly interrupted our business."

　　 "What? Interruption of the transaction? Then the strength of the Wang family is similar to ours. They interrupted the transaction, and they suffered a lot of losses?"

　　 Zhang Mofan was startled, a little puzzled. According to reason, the impulse before the junior would hardly rise to the clan conflict unless he killed Wang Chao and Wang Lietao.

　　 "Not only the Wang family, there are already five aristocratic families, and they have all interrupted business contacts with us."

　　 The housekeeper frowned, and if this continued, the Zhang family was afraid they would not be able to hold on for long.

　　 "I'm afraid it's because of Ye Wuhua, right?"

　　 Zhang Mofan couldn't help but guess. He was entangled with Huang Qingyan before, and Ye Wuhua fell in love with Huang Qingyan again. Those aristocrats who dare not offend Ye Wuhua will naturally get away with his Zhang family.

"Hey!"

　　 Steward Zhang sighed and said: "If our Zhang family does not seek new cooperation, it will not last a month."

　　 A large family has to support hundreds of people, all of which are supported by business. If it can't make money, and can't support the subordinates, it will naturally be dissolved.

　　 "Steward, in the warehouse, is there still the blood of Tier 1 monsters?"

　　 Zhang Mofan asked instead.

　　 Now, the most important thing is to improve the strength. Only when the strength rises can the Zhang family have a turnaround.

　　 Huang Qingyan abolished his fighting spirit, and in the end it was still nothing. No one blamed her anymore. It was because of her strong strength and outstanding talent.

　　 As long as he shows great strength, naturally there will be a family that is not afraid of Ye Wuhua and join their Zhang family.

　　 Everything needs to be proved by strength.

　　 "Yes, last year, the owner of the family hunted and killed a fire snake with his men and collected its blood."

　　 Steward Zhang said.

　　 "Go get the fire snake's blood, and then take a piece of black stone to me. You want a flat black stone."

　　 Zhang Mofan ordered.

"Yes!"

　　 Soon, Mr. Zhang brought a bottle of blood and a black stone slab.

　　 Zhang Mofan took two materials for making the bucket pattern into the secret room and began to make them.

　　 Now, for him, the most difficult thing is to practice. He has the memory of the sacred sacred fire, but he hasn't gotten his insight.

　　 The black stone slab was spread on the table, and the bottle was opened. The blood of the fire snake was inside, burning like a flame.

　　 Pour part of the blood on the black stone, soaking the whole black stone, the blood will soon dry up.

　　 Zhang Mofan gathered the few golden essences in his body into sword fingers, and began to sculpt them on the black stone, carving out a tadpole-like rune.

　　 The golden essence is exhausted, and the outline is over, but the fighting pattern does not appear.

"Failed!"

　　 Resting for a while, waiting for the dragon ball to extract a trace of golden essence, Zhang Mofan tried a second time. This time, he was extremely calm, recalling the scene of the creation of the fighting pattern in the blue fire holy year, immersed in his mind, and continued to sketch.

　　 Finally, when he recovered the golden essence, a row of twisted blood runes slowly floated on the profound stone.

　　 That rune, burning like a flame, faintly flickered with the phantom of a fire snake, it was a first-order fighting pattern.