There are many wood-rooms in the Immortal Gate. The reason why Jiang Nan chose this wood-room was because this wood-room was located in a remote place and almost no one appeared without a special purpose.

"Is it him?" Jiang Nan approached softly and pressed his ear against the door. Sure enough, a tight breathing and a careful sound of digging soil came from the room.

In the woodshed, He Wenxuan breathed a deep sigh of relief when he dug out the box: "Fortunately he is still there. If this baby is discovered by him, he will suffer a lot. No, it is no longer safe here, so I have to find another place to hide it."

He Wenxuan found out that Jiang Nan was assigned to carry the stones and guessed that it would not be possible to come back so soon, so he quietly came to the door. He Wenxuan saw the jade in the box more precious than life roots, so he could not lose it.

"Damn Deacon, I'm so tired!"

Jiang Nan's voice suddenly sounded, and He Wenxuan's heart suddenly jumped: "Damn it, why are you back so soon? You must be absent from work, you're so bastard." He Wenxuan cursed a few times and put the box in his arms.

‘Squeak…’ Jiang Nan pushed open the door and met He Wenxuan face to face.

"Hey, Junior Brother Jiang, such a coincidence?" He Wenxuan forced a smile and pulled out a folding fan from his waist: "You are sweating all over, where did you come from!"

Jiang Nan didn't appreciate it at all, and looked cold: "Fatty, why are you running to my room sneakily?"

"Junior Brother Jiang, what you said is wrong." He Wenxuan put away his smile: "This is a woodshed. As a disciple of the Immortal Sect, why should you sneak into the woodshed?"

"Hmph... Fatty, remember I told you yesterday that this is my territory. Without my invitation, no one can enter casually." Jiang Nan took a step forward: "Why, you have forgotten everything in just one day?"

This statement is reasonable, but in the entire immortal sect, no one cares about whether the words are not reasonable, but whether the cultivation level is high enough. If He Wenxuan's cultivation level is high enough, let alone entering the woodshed, no one dares to say anything more. But yesterday, He Wenxuan was defeated by him, and now he heard the words "reasonable" again, and he was inevitably insecure.

"Oh... Senior brother is in poor condition today and his brain is a little bad. Did you say this yesterday?" He Wenxuan looked silly and said: "Look at my memory, I don't remember it at all."

"Fatty, don't pretend to be stupid in front of me." Jiang Nan glanced sharply and said, "Say, are you going to my room to steal something?"

"Bah...Who are you like this young master?" He Wenxuan hated: "Jiang Nan, don't think that if you defeat me yesterday, you can show off your might in front of me. The Immortal Sect is not as simple as you think. Every year, there are not a few hundred or dozens of disciples who have disappeared inexplicably. I advise you to be careful!"

"Is this a threat?" Jiang Nan didn't care: "Although my room is simple, it doesn't mean there is no treasure hidden. I stole things and threatened me. Humph, I think this matter should be left to the deacon to handle!"

"You are cruel." He Wenxuan's true energy condensed, but recalling that his injuries had not healed yesterday, he had to lose his true energy: "This time I'm going to be a bargain."

He Wenxuan opened the storage bag and took out a fragrant spiritual herb.

"I got this Bailing flower by chance. In order not to let other disciples know, I have been hiding it in the woodshed. Today I came to take it back."

"Oh, take it back?" Jiang Nan looked at Bai Linghua: "Your name is not engraved on it! Besides, the things in the room should belong to me since yesterday, right?"

"Give it!" He Wenxuan handed Bai Linghua: "You bastard, you bastard."

What is the word? Jiang Nan has no idea. He took Bai Linghua and put it in the storage bag: "Fatty, don't pretend to me. He looks so painful. Who can I show it to you? Look at your stingy look, there must be more than one Bai Linghua hidden in the room. I only accept you, you probably will be secretly happy in your heart."

"You, you, are simply...hum..." He Wenxuan couldn't think of anything to describe Jiang Nan, so he threw the door hatefully. The door of the woodshed was not solid, and he almost broke up after he threw it.

"I have lost a Bai Linghua. When I have practiced the best immortal method, I will definitely crush you to ashes." After leaving the woodshed, He Wenxuan looked back and pinched the jade in his arms. This was his reliance on practicing the best immortal method.

"Bai Linghua, I don't know how much contribution value can be exchanged for." Jiang Nan opened the storage bag. This Bai Linghua was the first item in the storage bag. When he got the storage bag from Manager Tong, Jiang Nan thought it was an ordinary tip. It was not until he condensed the true qi and penetrated it into it that he found that the space of the storage bag was eight cubic meters.

With a storage bag, traveling outside is much more convenient. Of course, not everything can be put into the storage bag. For example, the piece of jade that Wenxuan took away was not allowed to be put into the storage bag. I'm afraid that this is why He Wenxuan hid it in the woodshed to avoid being exposed.

After condensing the true qi, the body will undergo qualitative changes. Three meals a day that is indispensable in the secular world seem unimportant. Even if you eat once a few days, you will not feel hungry. Take out the "Flame Palm" technique, and follow the luck route recorded in the technique, Jiang Nan calms his mind and quickly enters the state of cultivation.

Two hours later, Jiang Nan suddenly opened his eyes and shouted softly in his mouth: "Fireworks left the body..."

He pinched the magic trick in front of his body with his hands, "Huh..." a firework burned out of thin air in front of his palm. When his palms were pushing forward, the burning firework condensed into a ball of fire, drew an arc in the air, and fell to a corner of the woodshed.

"Success! Finally it's successful!" Jiang Nan stared at her palms, feeling very happy. Just now, Jiang Nan felt something, and the running true energy rushed towards a blocked meridian pulse. A torn pain spread throughout her body, like a little flame pouring into oil, and instantly burning.

"So that's it. The fireworks I took yesterday were pure luck. Today is the real threshold of the flame palm."

The flame condensed by relying on the true qi to gather the palms and forcibly increase the temperature will not only consume the true qi, but also the flames will be extinguished immediately after leaving a certain range of the palm. The real flame palm is to mobilize the five elements of fire elements in the air. It only needs to condense a little flame to ignite the gathered fire elements. In this way, it not only saves true qi, but also allows the flames to shoot out to a certain range.

"What does this taste...not good..." Jiang Nan sucked her nose and her face immediately changed: "Fireworks are dangerous, so be careful when playing with fire..."

The woodshed is a flammable place, and the flame just shot fell on the dry firewood. The fire ignited like this is much faster than the true qi igniting the fire element. Before he could think too much, Jiang Nan was busy lifting water to put out the fire. But he didn't notice that breaking through the blockage of the meridians was a very dangerous thing. Under the guidance of the deacon, the outer disciples would have to accumulate for at least several months before they dared to break through the blocked meridians.

His entry time was quite special, and the deacon in the sect thought that he could not condense into true energy, let alone guide the cultivation matters that break through the blockage of meridians. In the final analysis, it was a gift, and Jiang Nan was so confident and narcissistic.

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"Xiaowei, brother won't let you wait too long." Jiang Nan did not slackened because of his 'extraordinary talent'. Adjusted his breath and continued his luck in practicing. He practiced until late at night before he fell asleep.

"What a dangerous breath." Jiang Nan sat up suddenly, and the morning sunlight shot in from the gap.

At some point, Jiang Nan's spiritual sense became extremely sensitive and his judgment of dangerous aura was very accurate.

"Is it because Fatty He is seeking revenge?" Although he has only been in the first place for two or three days, he has caused more trouble than he has been in the first place for two or three years.

There is no need to say about the boss Tong. Fatty He and Li Song alone are probably troublesome. Especially the words He said yesterday, tens of thousands of disciples from the Liuyun Immortal Sect, and dozens of them are missing inexplicably every year. Fatty He was born in the He family in Xuanzhou, and with He Jingrui, the cousin, there must be many people who want to curry favor with him. Therefore, his words were not aimless.

Jiang Nan didn't want to disappear in this world for no reason, so he acted much more cautiously than before entering the door. At this time, the dangerous aura enveloped the entire woodshed. The person who came so blatantly must be a disciple with a higher level of cultivation in the sect.

"Senior brother visited so early, and he has never been far away to welcome him. He is disrespectful, disrespectful..." Jiang Nan opened the door calmly. No matter who was outside the door, he had no reason to hide.

Six meters outside the door, there was a young man standing with a slender figure, gentle expression, and quiet like a woman. The long sword on his back straddled and a white robe looked like a talented person in the fairy gate.

The young man glanced at Jiang Nan, his expression calmly as if he was a lake: "Are you Jiang Nan?"

"That's right, how can I ask my senior brother what to call him?"

"I thought he was someone, hum, but that's it!" The young man shook his robe, with a arrogant expression, like a high-ranking person, looking down at the ants underground: "You don't deserve to ask my name!"

Jiang Nan frowned, and the young man's words were like flames, igniting his chest anger: "Senior brother, I challenge you as a disciple of the Immortal Sect. Do you dare to accept my challenge?"

"Challenge?" The young man raised his eyebrows and laughed wildly: "Haha... a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, he is talking about a person like you!"

"Do you dare to accept my challenge?" Jiang Nan said word by word.

"You are still not qualified to challenge me." The young man turned his back and took a step forward and reached more than ten meters away.

"If one day, if you are qualified, I will consider whether to kill you." The young man's voice came from afar: "Chu Shaojun, go and ask how to be qualified to challenge."

"Chu Shaojun..." Jiang Nan said silently: "You wait, and soon I will definitely knock you down."

Although his chest was full of anger, he was not blinded. Chu Shaojun's cultivation level was definitely not something he could defeat at present. The realm between the two was several levels different. Jiang Nan believed that the other party could not accept the challenge, so he made a bold statement. Otherwise, if he was holding his anger in his stomach, he would get sick.
Chapter completed!