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Chapter 195 The middle-aged monk with a story(1/2)

One day later, the Yinling Sect's Xurenxu human-shaped puppet left the Yinling Sect and flew towards Linsen Fairy City.

Then with the help of the teleportation array, he was teleported to Hehuan Fairy City who didn't know how far away.

At this time, Xu Fan controlled the virtual refining stage puppet with excitement and walked into the chamber of commerce opened by Hehuan Holy Land.

Ten days later, Xu Fan's ears heard the voice of Putao reporting.

"Master, all twelve demon teleportation arrays near Tianquan Kingdom have been destroyed."

"But there are four monsters who disappeared as soon as they came out of the teleportation array. Those four monsters' basic body types are probably in the fusion stage."

"Speed ​​up the refining of space-based weapons satellites and strengthen the monitoring of the Linsen Fairy City area." Xu Fan said.

Four monsters in the combined stage cannot make a dent in Linsen Fairy City.

At this time, Xu Fan received news that Su Rantian and his colleagues came to visit.

The two escaping lights flew directly through the gap opened by the Yinlingmen Lake and Mountain Formation.

In the main peak dojo, Xu Fan and the middle-aged monks were drinking tea in the dojo. As for Su Rantian, he probably went to find Li Xingci.

"Elder Xu, is it time for my spiritual sword to be repaired this time?"

The middle-aged monk said, taking out a Taoist spirit sword and placing it in front of Xu Fan.

Xu Fan picked up the spirit sword and looked at the many tiny cracks on it.

Well, it is indeed time to fix it.

"Are the materials prepared by the seniors ready?" Xu Fan asked. Generally, when refining a Taoist weapon, the master refiner will usually leave some materials left in order to repair the Taoist tool if it is damaged in the future.

"Ready."

The middle-aged monk took out a small piece of black titanium steel and handed it to Xu Fan.

"In three days, senior can come and go with the Taoist Spirit Sword." Xu Fan said while looking at the small piece of dark titanium steel in his hand.

At this time, the middle-aged monk rubbed his hands and said flatteringly to Xu Fan: "Elder Xu, don't you say that my spiritual sword can be strengthened and upgraded."

Xu Fan took out a jade slip and said, "Senior, after gathering the materials inside, I can upgrade this Taoist spirit sword for senior."

In fact, according to Xu Fan's point of view, it is better to sell the Taoist Spirit Sword and then buy a new one with the materials and refining it.

Because there is really no need to upgrade this Taoist Spirit Sword. Even if it is upgraded, it is just the icing on the cake.

The middle-aged monk looked at the materials in the jade slips, his heart trembled, and then he smiled bitterly.

"Senior, why is this happening?" Xu Fan asked,

"The materials here easily amount to tens of billions of spiritual stones. I'm afraid I won't be able to get them out for a while."

"It seems that there is no way to upgrade my spiritual sword." The middle-aged monk said with a sigh.

This Taoist Spiritual Sword has been with me for hundreds of years. It was not easy for me to meet a master who suited my heart and begged for mercy. Unexpectedly, I couldn't even afford the materials in the end.

For some reason, Xu Fan actually saw the expression of being overwhelmed by life on the face of this middle-aged monk.

"Senior, as a combined monk, why..." Xu Fan did not say the rest of the words.

"Why are you so poor that you can't even get such a few spiritual stones, right?" the middle-aged monk said with a wry smile.

Xu Fan nodded.

"Are you willing to listen to my story?" the middle-aged monk said. After getting along with him for a period of time, he felt that he was very close to Elder Xu. This was not a secret of his, so it didn't hurt to tell him.

"Senior, please tell me, this junior is willing to be a listener." Xu Fan said, although the two of them are equal in terms of status, in the world of immortality, strength speaks for itself.

It's just that he seemed to have heard the senior's opening remarks there.

As the middle-aged monk told him, Xu Fan slowly understood why this glamorous sword cultivator in the integration stage was so poor. Even the maintenance cost of one billion spiritual stones was expensive.

The story of the middle-aged monk, according to current theory, is that he used to have a happy family, and then his wife was suddenly attacked by gangsters and turned into a vegetative state, and it was not an ordinary vegetative state. He had to spend medicine every day to maintain his wife's vitality.

One day's expenditure is equivalent to what an ordinary person earns in a lifetime.

But fortunately, the money a man earns can barely sustain him, but besides maintaining it, he hardly has the energy to sell other things.

After listening to what the middle-aged monk said, Xu Fan slowly exhaled.

"By virtue of the senior's membership in the Presbyterian Council, the Mahayana Venerable should also be able to see the senior's wife." Xu Fan asked.

"I have seen it, the Venerable who majored in the Avenue of Life said it."

"To revive my wife, we must have a large amount of life crystals, and this kind of thing can only be found in the demon world."

"But even if there were, I can't afford it with my current wealth." said the middle-aged monk.

Hearing this, Xu Fan sighed slowly, as expected, there is only one disease in this world.

Xu Fan's comforting words came to his lips but he didn't say them out. He knew that a man like this didn't need comfort, he just needed to give him an encouraging look.

"Senior, if someone could cure the lady, how would you help?" Xu Fan asked.

"After making an oath of heaven, my benefactor will be the object of my allegiance from now on." The middle-aged monk said without hesitation, and looked at Xu Fan with expectant eyes.

"Maybe Elder Xu can get a lot of life crystals."

"But no, I just thought that now is a special era of integration of the two worlds. Maybe in the not-too-distant future, some human beings will get what our predecessors need."

"Senior only needs to prepare the spirit stones when the time comes." Xu Fan said.

At this time, the middle-aged monk's face turned bitter. After all, the problem had returned to its original point.

"Senior, there are many ways to earn spirit stones. If the Elders Council allows it, senior can serve as a guest elder in the Yinling Sect."

"In the future, there will be several major things to earn spiritual stones that require senior's help," Xu Fan said.

After he reaches the Nascent Soul stage, he can refine a sea boat that can sail across the endless sea. He wants this middle-aged monk to be the helmsman.

It's not because of anything else. In this complicated world of immortality, a man who can never leave his wife can have any bad intentions.

"You are sympathizing with me." The middle-aged monk frowned and said.

"Senior, we can be considered friends." Xu Fan asked.

"yes."

"My major projects of earning spiritual stones require the cooperation of the monks in the integration stage, and senior is the only friend in the integration stage that I can talk to."

"Senior needs spirit stones, and I need integration stage monks. This makes sense." Xu Fan spread his hands and said.

"I can serve as the Keliao elder of Yinling Sect." The middle-aged monk nodded and said.

"Okay, the Yinling Sect will donate 100 million spirit stones every year. If you have troubled me, I will express my gratitude." Xu Fan said.

The middle-aged monk ordered it. The offering spirit stone was a bit overpriced, but it was still within the market price.

"Grape." Xu Fan called.

"I'm here~"

"Choose a mountain peak for your seniors to use as a resting place." Xu Fan ordered.

"As commanded."

"Senior, if you are not in a hurry, you can wait another three days." Xu Fan said.

"Okay, I haven't been on duty recently. I just happened to be here waiting for you to repair my spirit sword before leaving." The middle-aged monk nodded and said.

Xu Fan then asked the tool puppet to lead the middle-aged monk to Yingke Peak, which is a place dedicated to entertaining guests.

In the underground space, Xu Fan saw clones No. 1 and No. 2 working hard as soon as he opened the door.

At this time, the task of refining the heavy-armored puppet of the God Transformation Stage is coming to an end.

"Main body, I don't have time to do other things now, you can think of a way on your own." Clone No. 1 said, looking at the spiritual sword in his hand.

"Unless you are adding a novel." The second clone interjected from the side.

"You take your time and work, I will do this work myself."

Xu Fan is now thinking about a question. In the future, the novel will only give half a step, whether the two clones will rebel.

In the underground weapon refining room, Xu Fan used the spiritual fire that had not been used for a long time and began to repair this most basic Taoist weapon, the spiritual sword.

After seeing the workmanship of this sword, Xu Fan remembered the magic weapon he refined for the first time, a spiritual sword named Tongyou.

"Hey, I have never seen such a pitiful integration stage monk."

Xu Fan said and began to devote himself wholeheartedly to the maintenance of the Taoist Spirit Sword.

On the other side, in a sea of ​​flowers in front of the main peak of Yinling Island.

Su Rantian and Li Xingci were walking among them. Su Rantian was like a little girl, secretly looking at Li Xingci.

She found herself falling deeper and deeper into Li Xingci.

"Xingci, tell me your past story." Su Rantian said.

"There's nothing to say. My father died when I was not born, and my mother also passed away when I was two years old."

"Then he was taken in by Master, and he has been until now." Li Xingci said lightly.

"Xingci, in addition to your master, I will accompany you from now on."
To be continued...
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