Chapter 92: Spirit Dan
A night without words.
The next day, Lu Fan and Han Feng walked down Jianbao Mountain.
"Ah, I slept really comfortably. Lu Fan, my junior brother, let's come to Jianbao Mountain every few days from now on. Xunxiang Pavilion is a great place, that bed, that fragrance... "
Han Feng said and said, and saliva came out again.
Lu Fan interrupted his senior brother and said, "That gold coin is also flowing. One night, several hundred gold coins, this time it was the guys from the Yin Yang Institute who contributed a lot of money to us. But next time, next time, Han Feng senior brother, are you sure you can bear it?"
Han Feng's face suddenly fell. To say, the accommodation fee last night was still paid by Lu Fan. He didn't even want to use that little money on him, it was his private savings.
"Alas, if my family members gave me some support, I would care about this little money..."
Han Feng let out a few humming noises from his nose, then muttered some more in a low voice about something like "son of a bitch" and "heavenly revelation".
Lu Fan had no idea what Han Feng was saying and didn't bother to respond.
At the foot of Jianbao Mountain, Chu Xing had been waiting for a long time.
When they saw Han Fen and Lu Fan walking over, Chu Hang and Chu Tian's faces both broke out into brilliant smiles.
"Haha, you two junior brothers, you've finally arrived. You absolutely can't imagine, yesterday we spent a night at the Curve Building for fifty gold coins per night. Look at the blades in our hands, top-quality hundred-refined blades, one knife and one sword together are worth a full five hundred gold coins."
Chu Xing and Chu Tian Xiao are laughing happily, their eyebrows are dancing.
Han Feng lightly coughed and turned his head to ask Lu Fan, "Lu Fan Shidi, should we strike him down?"
Lu Fan nodded and made a welcoming gesture towards Han Feng.
Han Feng smiled and pulled out a sign from his hand, which was the room sign of Xunxiang Pavilion. Han Feng had stolen it specially.
"Alas, Third Brother, Second Brother. Your taste is really not up to par. The Curved Building, 50 gold coins a night. You can actually say that out loud. Look, the room sign of the Fragrant Pavilion. I and Lu Fan spent a full 800 gold coins last night, thoroughly enjoying ourselves. What's yours worth showing off?"
Chu Xing and Chu Tian suddenly widened their eyes.
Then, Chu Xing stepped forward and directly snatched the Huixiang Pavilion room card from Han Feng's hand. After taking a closer look, Chu Xing's eyes twitched as he said: "This is indeed the room card of Huixiang Pavilion. You didn't steal it out, did you? Where did you get 800 gold coins? You're someone who would even save a single copper coin by stuffing it into your pants."
Han Feng's eyes darted about as he said, "It was indeed stolen. But that's not the point. The key is that Lu Fan, my junior brother, invited us out for a treat. Hehe, you guys might not know this, but Lu Fan and I did quite a few big things yesterday."
As he spoke, Han Feng began to recount to Chu Xing and Chu Tian what had happened between him and Lu Fan the day before.
Can't help but say, Han Feng's storytelling ability is quite good, blowing it to the sky. Those who know can still tell that he is talking about Lu Fan and himself, while those who don't know think he is talking about the great war between gods and demons in ancient times.
Korean Feng stopped after talking for a whole incense stick time.
Chu Xing and Chu Tian automatically skipped the messy narrative and directly asked the key question: "In other words, you robbed three students from the Yin Yang Institute and one student from the Ming Xin Institute."
Han Feng nodded and said: "Listening to it seems a bit strange, what is robbery? But that's the way it is."
Chu Hang and Chu Tian stretched out their hands directly to Lu Fan and Han Feng, and Chu Hang exclaimed sorrowfully: "Two junior brothers, please pity your unlucky senior brother."
Chu Tian said in a clear voice: "The rules of the First Yuan Court, sharing fortune and misfortune together. You've made this profit, hum, how much oil and water has come out?"
Han Feng shouted loudly.
"Today you're a fairy, I didn't know there was such a rule."
Lu Fan smiled lightly and took out two swords from his waist belt.
A heavy ghost head knife, a hilt of swimming dragon green bamboo sword.
These two swords are Yu Xin's personal treasures. Although Yu Xin doesn't use these swords, he has been in the Yin Yang Institute for so long and has a lot of stock on hand. The rules of the Yin Yang Institute are that if you lose, you have to pay the price. As one of the top masters in the Yin Yang Institute, Yu Xin naturally made many students pay a heavy price. So his family's wealth is exceptionally rich, and now all of this wealth has been given to Lu Fan.
Lu Fan now has seven or eight decent sabers in his waistband, although they can't be considered divine weapons, they are absolutely good things that can't be seen on the market.
"Both of you, brothers, these two swords belong to you now."
Lu Fan generously took it out. Chu Xing and Chu Tian received it together, and the blade of the hundred-refined sword was thrown directly to the ground. Both of their mouths were about to drool.
"Lu Fan, junior brother, it's too precious, haha, too precious. Senior brother will reluctantly accept it."
Chu Xing spat out a mouthful of saliva and began to wipe it off carefully, his movements almost identical to Han Feng's.
Lu Fan finally learned whose action is with He Feng.
Chu Tian's senior brother was a bit better off, playing with the Ghost Head Knife, with a smile all over his face.
"This weight is enough, and it feels good in hand. I like it. Lu Fan, junior brother, senior brother owes you a favor."
"Second Brother, Third Brother, look at your behavior," said Han Feng, shaking his head.
The words had just been spoken when Chu Tian suddenly slashed a knife onto the ground in front of Han Feng, leaving a deep gash, which frightened Han Feng so much that his hair stood on end.
"Good sword, good sword."
Chu Tian smiled and said.
Han Feng wisely kept his mouth shut. He would never tell Chu Tian and Chu Xing that he also had a lot of spoils on him.
Just as Chu Tian and Chu Xing's two Shixiong were overjoyed, a sudden clap of thunder boomed from the distant horizon.
Four people turned their heads at the same time, and saw that the sky in the distance suddenly transformed into a three-colored rainbow cloud, and a thick thunderbolt as big as an arm fell again.
Boom!
A small half of the mountain burst, house-sized boulders splashed in the distance, and the ground beneath shook violently.
Han Feng stared blankly into the distance and asked aloud: "What's going on, who broke into Wudao Academy?"
Lu Fan's nose twitched and he caught a whiff of a rich sandalwood fragrance.
"It's a Dan medicine. Some people have cultivated it into Lingdan, Sanse Danlei, and its grade is not low."
Han Feng exclaimed: "Spirit Dan! Wow, I didn't know that the Martial Arts Academy had such a powerful Qi Refiner. Why don't we go take a look? I've never seen a Spirit Dan being refined before. It looks like it's not far from here."
Lu Fan and several others exchanged a glance, smiled slightly, and then the four of them unfolded their movements and rushed towards the not-too-distant mountain peak.
At the same time, several masters from the nine major branches flew into the air.
Yin Yang Institute, Xing Yuan Shizun gazed at the exploded mountain peak from afar and chuckled: "Looks like Zhu Lao Gui's alchemy has improved again."
Hengshan Courtyard, Shentu Shizun chuckled and flew out: "Haha, the Spirit Dan is mine."
The Pavilion of Drifting Dreams, Dreamweaver Zun smiled lightly and flew back.
Yi Yuan courtyard, Qing Shi Zun raised his head slightly and then withdrew his gaze, looking at Dao Guang Shi Zun: "What do you want to do with these few earth-grade martial skills?"
Daoguang Shizun rolled his eyes and said: "You owe someone a favor, take it back to that little kid. You don't need to worry about it anymore."
A Qing Shifu shook his head helplessly.
