Chapter 51: Unexpected Gain, Low-grade Foundation Building Pill
Lin Fan looked expectant.
He suffered heavy losses in the battle with the bald man in the foundation-building stage of the Ghost Spirit Sect.
Four top-quality spiritual weapons.
A thunder and fire talisman.
The total value is no less than 20,000 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones.
This does not include the Yuanhui Dan consumed these days.
Otherwise, Lin Fan would have lost more than 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones this time.
"More than 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones. If calculated based on the welfare of Qixuanmen's direct disciples, it would take about seventeen years to get them back."
Lin Fan smiled bitterly.
It feels good to detonate the spiritual weapon for a while, and then immediately go to the crematorium after the feeling is over!
Lin Fan, who originally had a high price tag, suddenly felt stretched.
Right now, the bald man's storage ring is his only hope.
For safety reasons, Lin Fan did not dare to stay here.
After quickly picking up the storage ring, he drove the wind-controlling divine boat and left quickly.
Just waiting for him, he fled for dozens of miles in one breath and found a secluded cave to hide in.
Wow!
A stream of spiritual power was injected into the bald man's storage ring. The contents inside clattered to the floor.
The first thing that caught the eye were more than three hundred pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones.
Each one is as big as an egg.
Colorful and sparkling, it made Lin Fan very happy.
"Three hundred and twenty-seven pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones, if exchanged for low-grade spiritual stones, it would be thirty-two thousand seven hundred yuan!"
Lin Fan was surprised again and again.
Just the spiritual stones harvested at this moment were enough to make up for his losses.
Besides, the bald man’s storage ring contained more than just mid-grade spiritual stones.
With a casual sweep, Lin Fan put away the middle-grade spiritual stones first.
After that, continue counting the loot.
"Three dozen mid-grade fireball talismans, one dozen mid-grade ice pick talismans, and ten dozen low-grade fireball talismans... The total value of these talismans is no less than 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones!"
Lin Fan was ecstatic again.
The mid-grade spiritual stones and spiritual talismans have completely turned his losses into profits.
The next spoils are completely net income.
At this moment, Lin Fan felt extremely happy.
"There are five high-grade spiritual weapons and fifteen middle-grade spiritual weapons. Not bad."
Lin Fan tapped lightly while picking out the spiritual weapon and putting it aside.
At this point, the inventory of spiritual weapons, spiritual talismans, and spiritual stones has been completed.
What's left is a bunch of miscellaneous things that require patience and time.
Lin Fan didn't mind it and counted them carefully.
After a moment, Lin Fan was surprised to find that among the remaining debris, there were more than two hundred elixirs for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill.
"Coupled with the elixir I picked myself, the elixir I can bring back to the sect this time will definitely allow me to obtain a bottle of foundation-building pill."
"If I add the foundation-building pill as a reward from the sect competition, I should be able to successfully build the foundation, right?"
The more Lin Fan thought about it, the more ecstatic his expression became.
Build the foundation!
Lin Fan, who is at the tenth level of Qi training, is facing an imminent threat.
What's more, only when his realm reaches the foundation-building stage can he have the opportunity to find a way to lift the short-lived curse.
otherwise!
During the Qi training period, it is inconvenient to do anything.
Besides, only by reaching the foundation-building stage can Lin Fan's lifespan be increased to five hundred years.
Let him take one step closer to becoming a true immortal with longevity and Tianqi.
"This trip to the Blood Spirit Valley is over. After I return to the sect, I will work hard to practice. I will try to break through to the foundation building stage as soon as possible." Lin Fan said with a firm expression.
After putting away the elixirs he had counted, Lin Fan looked at the remaining pile of miscellaneous items again.
Here, most of the personal belongings of the bald man are piled up.
Clothes, shoes, etc.
Lin Fan was not interested in these things.
When he was about to burn it, he discovered that at the bottom of the debris, there was a small medicine bottle the size of a palm and a book "The True Explanation of Puppetry".
Lin Fan, who was in the Qi training stage, was not interested in refining puppets.
After hesitating for a moment, he put "The True Solution to Puppet" into the storage ring and then picked up the small medicine bottle on the ground.
boom!
The medicine bottle was opened, and the pure medicinal fragrance overflowed.
Lin Fan's eyes suddenly glowed with an unprecedented brilliance.
"Low-grade foundation-building pill?"
The preciousness of the Foundation Establishment Pill is self-evident.
Especially for Lin Fan, it was simply his dream.
Unexpectedly, what he had worked so hard to get could be obtained so easily by him at this moment.
"The Foundation Establishment Pill must be kept properly. Don't let anyone know that I still have this thing on me!"
After a while, Lin Fan came back from his excitement and quickly put the Foundation Establishment Pill away properly.
Next, Lin Fan wanted to avoid missing anything useful.
I patiently rummaged through a large pile of debris.
This time, he was slightly disappointed.
Except for the bald man's pile of clothes, there was nothing of use to him.
"So be it!"
Lin Fan flicked his finger, and a fireball landed on the remaining debris, instantly setting it on fire.
"Now, there is still more than a day before the end of the Blood Spirit Valley. If I go out, I will be in big trouble if I meet other foundation-building immortal cultivators from the Ghost Spirit Sect."
"Why not take this opportunity to meditate and practice here while strengthening the elixirs and spiritual weapons."
The only usable top-grade spiritual weapon in Lin Fan's hands was the Black Iron Shield.
In urgent need of the best spiritual weapons for self-defense.
While he still had time, Lin Fan took out the mysterious copper bottle and put five high-grade spiritual weapons into it first.
About an hour later, a spiritual light flickered on the mysterious copper bottle.
The mini dragon also began to swallow clouds and mist, absorbing the nearby aura of heaven and earth.
Another hour passed, and the five medium-grade spiritual tools were completely strengthened into top-grade spiritual tools.
"I've made a fortune again!"
Lin Fan smiled happily, put away the strengthened top-grade spiritual tools, and put the medium-grade spiritual tools in.
This time, because the strengthening time is longer.
Lin Fan waited patiently while urging the "Five Elements Chaos Sword Art" to practice.
During these days in the Blood Spirit Valley, Lin Fan experienced countless battles of all sizes.
There were many hidden injuries in his body.
At this time, while the "Five Elements Chaos Sword Art" was running, the hidden injuries in Lin Fan's body were also healing little by little.
…
Just when Lin Fan was hiding to practice, in the Blood Spirit Valley, the disciples of the seven major immortal cultivation sects of the Chu State were still desperately snatching spiritual medicines.
But these had nothing to do with Lin Fan.
There were more than 300 spiritual medicines in hand, enough for Lin Fan to go back and report.
In a flash, most of a day and a half had passed.
Lin Fan, whose spirit and energy had returned to their peak state, waved his hand casually, collected the items on the ground, and turned to leave the cave.
The next moment, he was wearing a light veil of concealment and shot directly towards the exit of the Blood Spirit Valley.
…
Outside the Blood Spirit Valley, the restrictions at the entrance had begun to slowly close.
But only more than ten disciples from the seven major sects of immortal cultivators came out.
This made all the Jindan stage immortal cultivators from the seven major sects frown.
Xuan Lingzi, who always looked indifferent, was very nervous at this moment.
"It's been so long, why hasn't the little kid come out yet? Could it be..."
Xuan Lingzi frowned.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure shooting from the entrance of the Blood Spirit Valley.