If you use a fishing rod, you won’t be able to catch Yin Yang Dragon Balls.”

"Why didn't you tell me earlier..."

Ning Fan shook his head helplessly. As he walked into the city, the little enchantress did not mention the custom-made fishing rod at all, but she did not mention it until now. It was definitely intentional.

Ning Fan was still using green gold and black topaz to repair the golden ancient sword after taking a rest. Now it seems that he must deal with the fishing rod first.

"Among the jade slips, there are eleven weapon refining workshops, all of which are capable of refining purple-grade fishing rods. You can go and take a look. By the way, purple-grade fishing rods are expensive. If they are specially customized, the price is usually even higher.

Give 30%. If you don’t have enough money, you can borrow it from me. Hehe, if you and I are a couple, if you ask, I will lend it to you no matter how much it is, but if that is the case, you will owe me another favor."

The little demon girl smiled and handed Ning Fan a jade slip.

Ning Fan scanned the contents of the jade slip with his mind, put it into his storage bag, rubbed his temples with a slight headache, and left the palace without saying anything.

He wouldn't borrow money from a little witch, and he wouldn't be able to afford just a fishing rod.

As soon as he left the palace, Ning Fan restrained his flying light to Wenxu level and flew towards each weapon refining workshop.

There are only eleven weapon-refining workshops that can make purple-grade fishing rods.

Ning Fan visited ten weapon refining workshops in a row, but none of them could order a purple-grade fishing rod.

Each refining workshop only has six or seven refining masters who can refine purple-grade fishing rods. Ning Fan arrived too late, as countless old monsters had already come here to order.

If Ningfan wanted to order a purple-grade fishing rod before the Dragon Fishing Conference, it was a no-brainer.

"Are you late...forget it, let's go to the last one and have a look. If you really can't order a purple fishing rod...just grab one, what's the problem."

Ning Fan made up his mind and flew towards the eleventh weapon refining workshop with a flash of light.

This last weapon-refining workshop, named ‘Shangjiuge’, is one of the three largest weapon-refining workshops in Tianyuan City.

The plaque on the refining workshop is written in gold lacquer, and the handwriting is sloppy. There seems to be a hint of lost interest contained in the lines.

Outside the Shangjiu Pavilion, there is a large group of monks standing outside at this moment. Most of them are Nascent Souls, transformed into gods and cultivated.

Seeing Ning Fan's escape light descending, all the monks' eyes changed slightly. Occasionally, some people complained in a low voice, "Hey, here comes another senior who ordered a purple-grade fishing rod... This last fishing rod. I don't know what Master can do."

Was it obtained successfully?"

"Hey, with that person here, even Master can't rob him... Even this senior may not be able to rob him..." Someone else sighed.

Naturally, the words of these people could not be hidden from Ning Fan's ears.

Ning Fan's eyes flashed slightly, and it seemed that there was still the last order for purple-grade fishing rods in the Nine Pavilions.

There seem to be several old monsters in Shangjiu Pavilion, fighting for the last fishing rod...

Ning Fan has not yet entered the Nine Pavilions, but he has already sensed four or five auras from the Refining Void Pavilion.

These low-level monks outside the door should be the disciples of the old monsters in the pavilion.

"It looks like we need to fight for this fishing rod."

Ning Fan smiled and walked into Shangjiu Pavilion.

There is no Suixu aura in Shangjiu Pavilion, which means that the only ones who came to fight for the fishing rod are Xuxu Refining monks.

If there was a dispute, Ning Fan would bid with fairy jade. It would not be difficult to get this fishing rod.

Now he has nearly three trillion immortal jade in his body, part of which was obtained from the Vine Palace, and part of which was obtained by killing the sect masters of the Three Realms, Rain Emperor and others.

He didn't think that just a few Void Refining monks would have more immortal jade than him.

In a martial arts fight, Ning Fan is already at the broken level, and it is even more impossible for him to lose to a few Void Refining monks.

As soon as Ning Fan entered Shangjiu Pavilion, an old man walked out with a wry smile and saluted Ning Fan with a fist in his hand.

This old man is Wenxu's cultivation base, and he is the Pavilion Master of Shangjiu Pavilion.

Naturally, the Wenxu aura that Ning Fan deliberately exuded could not be concealed from his perception.

"I am the master of the Shangjiu Pavilion, Ah Jiu. I don't know what to call this Taoist friend. Today I am entering the Shangjiu Pavilion to order a purple-grade fishing rod?"

"I'm Bai Mu. This time I'm really here for the purple fishing rod." Ning Fan returned the salute with his fists clasped, his expression calm, and he was slightly surprised.

After all, the master of Shangjiu Pavilion is also a Wenxu monk, and his name is Ah Jiu. The name Ah Jiu is very similar to that of a servant.

Upon hearing that Ning Fan came here just for the fishing rod, the Lord of Shangjiu Pavilion smiled even more bitterly, sighed, and said, "Since fellow Taoist disciples also came here for the purple-grade fishing rod, just follow me into the main hall to talk about it. To be honest, the main hall

Within, there are four fellow Taoists who practice Lianxu, who have the same purpose as their Taoist friends, and they all come here for fishing rods. Among them, one is Wenxu, two are Chongxu, and one is Guiyuan Taixu..."

"Yeah."

Ning Fan responded casually and followed the Lord of the Nine Pavilions into the hall, his expression calm and without any fluctuation.

Ning Fan would still have to put in a lot of effort if he had to fight for the fishing rod with four old monsters.

If you are just competing with a few Void Refining monks, there will be no difficulty at all.

The Lord of the Shangjiu Pavilion was secretly surprised. He deliberately revealed the cultivation levels of the four old monsters fighting for the fishing rod to Ning Fan, just to let Ning Fan retreat.

Three of the four old monsters fighting for the fishing rod this time have higher cultivation levels than Ning Fan.

In the opinion of Master Shangjiu Pavilion, if Ning Fan knew that Guiyuan Taixu would intervene in the fight for the fishing rod, even if he would not be scared off on the spot, his expression would definitely change slightly.

After all, Ning Fan was just asking the monk Xu, and he couldn't afford to offend Guiyuan Taixu. Generally speaking, he wouldn't dare to steal things from the old monster Guiyuan.

What surprised the Lord of Shangjiu Pavilion was Ning Fan's indifferent attitude.

It seems that to him, returning to Yuan Taixu is nothing.

"If this boy doesn't have a sufficient background and is not afraid of returning to Taixu, he must have an extremely deep mind, and his joy and anger cannot be expressed in color."

"It's just that I don't think that this boy can compete with Guiyuan Taixu. After all, Guiyuan Taixu also has a big background."

The Lord of Shangjiu Pavilion sighed slightly.

This Guiyuan Taixu is the disciple of the Ape Emperor, the strongest among the ten demon emperors of this generation.

When it comes to background, what background can rival the background of the Demon King?

Ning Fan didn't know what the old man was thinking.

He followed the old man, turning left and right, and walked to the main hall.

Before entering the main hall, a cold and stern young voice suddenly came from the hall, forming a wave of pressure like a storm, containing infinite fighting intent, and attacked Ning Fan and the Lord of Shangjiu Pavilion.

"Oh? Another Taoist friend has come to compete for this purple-grade fishing rod."

In that overwhelming pressure, the will to fight was as strong as the sky, and there was even a Guiyuan level aura, which seemed to be able to crush anyone's fighting spirit.

The face of the Lord of Shangjiu Pavilion changed. Under the pressure, he hurriedly took several steps back. His face turned red and his breath became chaotic.

Ning Fan narrowed his eyes, and he seemed to be able to see a giant fighting claw hidden in this invisible coercive storm.

Those giant claws can crush anyone's fighting spirit and make them retreat without a fight.

It's a mysterious magical power...but nothing more than that.

Ning Fan kept moving forward, seemingly unaffected by this pressure.

When the invisible claws of war clawed at his chest, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly froze, and he raised his hand and flicked his sleeves.

In an instant, the claws of fighting spirit shattered, and a young man's muffled sound immediately came from the hall.

The Master of the Shangjiu Pavilion was shocked. Naturally, he could not imagine that Ning Fan's mere "Wenxu" cultivation could block the magical powers and secrets of the Ape King's disciples.

Ning Fan said nothing and walked directly into the main hall.

At this moment, four Void Refining monks were sitting in the main hall.

An old man in purple robe who asked about Xu's cultivation, a middle-aged man who came to the realm of Chongxu, a beautiful woman who came to Chongxu, and a young man in animal robe who returned to Taixu.

The young man's face turned red at this moment, and he was covering his chest with a gloomy look. When he saw Ning Fan entering the palace, he immediately said coldly,
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