Back to business.

"Well, I have some rather evil things that I want to sell," Gao Fan said.

"Oh?" Huang Hao's eyes lit up!

The price of all the evil things is often very high. As a middleman, he will gain a lot! Gao Fan will take out part of what was seized from Wang Chenguang. Sure enough, they are all kinds of ghost-type spiritual objects. In normal business,

The pavilion is inconvenient to take action.

Immediately, Huang Hao began to estimate. Don't look at this guy. He is only at the eighth level of Qi Refining Stage, but he has a good eye and can clearly judge the price of each ghost-type spiritual object.

"Brother Gao, this Thousand Bone Powder can greatly speed up the cultivation of ghost cultivators. One bottle contains at least five thousand spirit stones."

"And this is obviously the stamen of the purple flower. Well, it smells so good."

"The female ghost cultivator likes it best. It's worth at least ten thousand."

"And this, I need to evaluate the quality..." Gao Fan is naturally not a fool, and he knows that Huang Hao is not talking nonsense. As a result, after the final calculation, there are hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. Thank you Qi

Nan, thank you Wang Chenguang!

Two ‘good guys’, have a good trip!

"Brother Gao," Huang Hao said with extremely bright eyes, "There is no [ghost market] auction now, otherwise, the price will be higher."

"Because your stuff is of really good quality."

A spiritual object of a high-level ghost cultivator.

"This price is already good." Gao Fan knew that Huang Hao would definitely take a commission, but if the water is clear, there would be no fish. Gao Fan didn't care and even gave some six-leaf blue bamboo grass as a gift.

, said: "A small gift, thank you Brother Huang for your help."

Huang Hao rolled his eyes and suddenly said: "Brother Gao, one of my brothers in Hangzhou said that his friend has a Shangge for sale... The Shangge is very large, and it is in Fang City, Hangzhou.

, it’s a very lively area, I wonder if Brother Gao is interested?”

Everyone knows that Gao Fan owns [Yangfan Pavilion].

"Oh?!" Gao Fan's eyes lit up, he was about to open a separate cabinet.

Only by opening branches and blooming flowers everywhere can you make more money.

"Okay, you can discuss it with Lao Hu and Zhao Feixuan in the merchant pavilion."

"Congratulations to Brother Gao." Huang Hao waved and left, leaving behind countless spiritual stones. Gao Fan was lying in the mountain of spiritual stones and said: "Among them...are there any [fake spiritual stones]?

."

Of course not.

Gao Fan is now a high-level monk in the foundation stage, and he is a close disciple of Zhu Fusheng. Huang Hao, a mere deacon, does not dare to offend. Gao Fan is a high-level monk, and a few years ago, he had to treat Huang Hao to a drink.

When he helped Jing Zhenfangshi, things were completely different.

There is a world of difference in their status!

"To be happy in life, you must have all the fun, hehe," Gao Fan immediately took out the delicious food and tasted it. It was really satisfying to take a sip of wine and a bite of food. But suddenly, the brass mecha outside made a sound.

Is anyone approaching the cave again?

"What happened to Huang Hao again? He's back?"

Gao Fan waved his hand, opened the Green Element Formation and looked around, and saw an old man who was both familiar and unfamiliar: Aunt Zhou.

For ten years, Gao Fan was a low-level casual cultivator in the Qi-refining period, making a living by dealing with the relics of high-level monks or the rags discarded by big families. His cultivation was low, he was bullied by others, and it was a very difficult time.

At that time, Gao Fan could barely fill his stomach.

However, there was an old man who kept helping Gao Fan.

Whenever Gao Fan is hungry

When the bowels are full, there is always a hot pancake...

The old man obviously walked for two or three days before arriving outside Gao Fan's cave. His hair was gray and he looked tired and haggard. He was covered in dust, but he still couldn't hide the tears. The old man looked at Gao Fan's face.

The cave, eyes with the last direction.

Gao Fan was startled and quickly helped Aunt Zhou into the cave, saying: "Auntie, are you here? Why don't you tell me so I can pick you up."

When Aunt Zhou saw Gao Fan, this was her last hope. She kowtowed and said, "Gao Fan, you must save my son."

"Wuwu, I don't know anyone else, but you, Xiaofan, are the most promising. You must save him."

Auntie’s son?

Gao Fan seemed to have an impression of a very handsome young man.

"Auntie, please get up first and tell me what happened?"

"Xiao Wuzi, he has gone to the ghost cultivator and said he wants to practice ghost skills!" Aunt Zhou said helplessly in a low voice.

Gao Fan's eyes flashed!

[Three-Eyed Ghost Lord] Proclaimed himself emperor, ghost cultivators from all over the place recruited troops!

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Young people like to stand out and have unlimited glory: it is best for everyone to please him, everyone to envy him, and everyone to fawn over him. This is the best. Walking on the street, you look majestic and everyone will give way to you. However, in cultivation,

The road is not that easy. Even Gao Fan has to practice diligently every day to have such strong fighting power.

Where can there be the excitement of going to the gym or eating, drinking and having fun in boring cultivation?

But Gao Fan persisted, endured the loneliness, kept practicing, and advanced his cultivation!

As for Xiao Wuzi, it was obvious that he couldn't bear the loneliness and often hung out in Goulanwashe. In addition, his spiritual roots were average, so his cultivation level was even more average.

But if your cultivation is average and your strength is weak, who will think highly of you?

"So, becoming a ghost cultivator was his choice."

Ghost-type skills often advance quickly and have powerful attacks.

"Yes," Aunt Zhou whined with tears on her face: "I always advise him to find a job down-to-earth, and then accumulate spiritual stones to start a family and start a business. However, he always wants to reach the sky in one step...

"... I left a last letter saying that I would participate." Aunt Zhou's face turned pale, and she even looked around in fear: There are all mechas here, and there is no one.

"It just so happens that he went to participate in ghost cultivation." Aunt Zhou prayed: "Xiaofan, can you help me find him."

"Okay." Gao Fan waved his hand, and immediately, several brass mechas came forward and brought out a plate of high-grade spiritual fruits and a bottle of medium-grade fruit wine. Gao Fan said: "Aunt Zhou, take a rest first.

I'll go out and investigate this matter."

"Don't worry, I will definitely rescue Xiao Wuzi for you!"

"Thank you, Xiaofan, thank you." Aunt Zhou said gratefully.

There is no need to be grateful. When Gao Fan was at his most depressed, the hot pancakes were better than the jade liquor he has now. The so-called offering help in times of need was Aunt Zhou. At that time, Aunt Zhou had no idea that Gao Fan could become a high-ranking official.

Monk, this is an extremely kind old man.

"Xiao Wuzi, participated in ghost cultivation."

"Wait, ghost cultivator?"

Gao Fan quickly left the cave and headed towards the Immortal Grass Division. Along the way, the eight-color bird feather armor released a scorching light. There were also flying talismans, which increased Gao Fan's speed by 30%, almost as much as a

Golden elixir stage monk

From then on, in less than half a quarter of an hour, he arrived at [Xianqiu].

The Fairy Grass Department is still so lively. Several senior monks are giving lectures. Today, they are talking about planting a tropical Venus flytrap. In addition, there are many handymen who are fertilizing, and they see rotten spiritual fruits and demons.

The unique fertilizer made from animal bones is spread in large quantities in the medicinal fields.

The smell is rather strange, but tens of thousands of acres of spiritual grass are growing faster because of it.

Gao Fan quickly found Sima Wen, who was planting a dark blue high-level spiritual grass in his medicinal field. For a moment, the surroundings were surrounded by high-level cold air, which even made Sima Wen look like a frozen ice sculpture.

But the senior brother's cultivation is really good, and his movements have no impact at all, and he keeps fertilizing.

After hearing Gao Fan's words, he said: "No problem, you can go see those water ghosts."

Those water ghosts were captured by the Immortal Grass Division and were locked up in the dungeon. Gao Fan got the permission and quickly went to the dungeon. On the way, passing by his medicinal field, he found Xiao Yudie concentrating on planting spiritual herbs. Look.

Come on, the girl is really going to become a member of the Immortal Grass Division.

Sometimes, when the girl waved her hand, a large number of butterflies of various colors flew over...

Shaking his head, he came to the deepest part of the entire Immortal Grass Division, the heavily guarded dungeon. The dungeon of the Immortal Grass Division also uses a kind of combat spiritual grass: creeper! This purple creeper has terrifying electricity. If

The people inside tried to escape...

"One hundred thousand volts."

Gao Fan took out his token and opened three steel gates in succession. Among them, there were some prisoners who belonged to the Immortal Grass Division. For example, a handyman disciple secretly collected other people's spiritual herbs and sold them to earn spiritual wealth.

Shi. ​​As a result, he had to be imprisoned in a dungeon for ten years!

In the dark dungeon, Gao Fan radiated his spiritual consciousness and quickly found the three water ghosts. In fact, the water ghosts who attacked Gao Fan that night were not weak in battle. However, relatively speaking, Gao Fan was too strong. Therefore, in the face of this,

Against Gao Fan, the water ghosts seemed vulnerable:
To be continued...