Simulate Immortality from the Demon Gate

Zhou Peng laughed obscenely. Wang Fan ignored him, stood up and casually set up a second-level small magic circle to isolate sound, and then said seriously: "Zhou Peng, put aside the things I told you before, and now search for the best defensive spiritual tools or defensive magic tools. I have asked those casual cultivators to pay attention to this aspect. You too, notify me immediately when there is any news!"

Zhou Peng also said seriously: "Don't worry, godfather! Leave it to me, but the best spiritual tools are not bad, the general price is about one million spirit stones, and the magic tools are not only rarely seen on the market, but also ridiculously expensive, and you can't get them without millions of spirit stones."

Wang Fan naturally knew that few magic tools in the Jindan stage could afford them. They were generally used by cultivators above the Yuanying stage, so they were naturally of high quality. Wang Fan nodded and said, "I know that. You just need to collect information about where there are auctions or sales. You should also improve your cultivation as soon as possible. Don't waste time and energy on other things. I am very optimistic about you. Don't let me down!"

Zhou Peng was moved and said, "Without my godfather, I would still be a small errand disciple of the Corpse Yin Sect. I can see the end of my life at a glance. Godfather, you are my second parents!" He squeezed out two tears while saying this. Wang Fan said speechlessly, "Don't pretend. I have a few top-grade foundation-building pills. In addition, come to my place tomorrow and I will refine a few top-grade marrow cleansing pills for you. Both pills can improve your qualifications. With your four spiritual roots, you can almost be comparable to the cultivators with heavenly spiritual roots after building the foundation." After saying that, he handed Zhou Peng a bottle of pills.

Zhou Peng was really moved this time. He cried and wanted to hug Wang Fan's thigh. Wang Fan quickly jumped back and dodged, cursing "Fatty! Stay away from me!" He was still not satisfied after that, so he kicked Zhou Peng a few times...

Wang Fan did not simulate afterwards, but started to make pills every day and accumulated spiritual stones.

A few days later, Wang Fan appeared in the Ghost Market of the Yugui Sect. He learned that a top-grade spiritual weapon, the Lingjiao robe, was about to be auctioned here. This was a top-grade spiritual weapon made of dragon scales, with outstanding defense. The auction started soon. Wang Fan was possessed by a black robe, and he also wore a magic mask on his face to detect with his spiritual sense. The Breath-Retention Technique lowered his cultivation to the early stage of the Golden Core. Wang Fan was not interested in other things. At his level, he could not use anything except some thousand-year-old spiritual medicines or some special things. Soon, the auction of the Lingjiao robe began. Wang Fan did not rush to bid. When the price reached 980,000 Lingshi, Wang Fan started bidding, "One million!", "One million and one hundred thousand", "One million and one hundred thousand!", "One million and one hundred thousand!". Wang Fan glanced at the guy who had been bidding with him. The guy seemed to have sensed something and turned back to grin at Wang Fan. Wang Fan looked at this second-generation ancestor and felt a little familiar. Damn, isn't this the rich second-generation he met in the simulation of the auction of the Breath-Containing Art? Wang Fan then remembered that in that simulation, this guy not only took away his favorite Breath-Containing Art, but also followed him, wanting to give him a hard time. As a result, he pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger, and took him down directly. Unfortunately, he was hit by the blood talisman after his death, and was hunted down by this guy's Jindan-level father, and finally died at the hands of his father! After figuring it all out, Wang Fan stopped bidding. He made up his mind to kill this guy in a while. Although he would not go to war with the Yugui Sect directly now, it would not be a problem to kill a few small Jindan of the Yugui Sect. If the Yugui Sect's Yuanying ancestor was not sensible and came to trouble him, he would not mind killing him! The Yugui Sect, who was only in the middle stage of the Yuanying, was no longer in his eyes.

The second-generation ancestor was also surprised that Wang Fan did not continue to bid with him. Others saw that this second-generation ancestor had a background and did not compete with him. This man finally won this top-grade spiritual weapon for 1.11 million. The people in the auction house were also a little angry. But this man did not violate the rules, so they had to sell the Lingjiao robe to him. This rich second-generation in the foundation-building period, with a look of "you all are very sensible" swept across the audience, and even snorted, a little arrogant. Wang Fan shook his head, too lazy to compete with a dead man. He originally wanted to destroy the Yugui Sect, but the time was not right. It would be good to kill a second-generation ancestor in advance.

Outside the market, Wang Fan had already locked onto this person with his late Nascent Soul consciousness. On the road between the market and the Yugui Sect, Wang Fan stood in the sky, waiting silently. He saw this person swaggering out of the market, offering a Thousand Souls Banner, stepping on it, the Thousand Souls Banner was full of ghostly energy, like a black cloud. This second-generation rich man in the foundation-building period flew over on the black cloud, like a demon god, and kept playing with the Lingjiao robe he had just obtained. At this time, the Lingjiao robe was like a mini version of a small piece of clothing, only the size of the palm of your hand. Wang Fan looked at this guy flying from afar, stepping on the black cloud, with a long black cloud tail behind him, and sighed: When it comes to pretense, these second-generation rich men are the best!

After a while, the young man saw Wang Fan and was obviously stunned. Then he said angrily: "Boy! You dare to set your sights on me! Do you know who my father is?"

Wang Fan was speechless and too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He grabbed the man with a Xuanyin Mie Tian Hand. The young man was still struggling and cursing, but as Wang Fan clenched his fingers, the Xuanyin Mie Tian Hand slowly shrank. The young man only reacted at this time, trembling with fear and begging for mercy: "Senior! I will give you whatever you want. You want spiritual armor? Give, give, everything I have, I will give you!" Wang Fan sneered and shouted: "Stupid! I will also be mine even if I kill you!" Then he crushed the man with a hand, and the blood talisman flew out of his body. Before it could hit Wang Fan, it was shattered by the Xuanyin Mie Tian Hand thrown by Wang Fan...

Corpse Yin Sect, outer disciples' courtyard. Wang Fan sat cross-legged on the bed, playing with the Ling Jiao robes, a top-grade spiritual weapon he had just acquired, and couldn't let it go. This treasure has outstanding defense. If he collects another top-grade spiritual weapon or is lucky enough to buy a magic weapon, he can start to overcome the tribulation. (Magic weapons are generally used in the Qi Refining Stage, spiritual weapons in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and magic weapons are used above the Golden Core Stage. However, magic weapons are relatively rare on this continent, and materials are hard to find. Therefore, top-grade spiritual weapons are already very good equipment.) And just now Wang Fan checked this unlucky rich second generation, he has more than one million spiritual stones, several medium-grade spiritual weapons, a top-grade spiritual weapon flying sword, and a top-grade spiritual weapon Thousand Soul Banner. He can be said to be rich. You should know that the average poor guy's Golden Core is worth only more than one million. This wave of Wang Fan made a lot of money...

It's still fast to make money by robbing! No wonder there are so many robbery cultivators in the world of cultivation. Even if you walk by the river often, you will get your shoes wet. If you rely on robbery, you may kick the iron plate one day.