Chapter 7 Five Days of Wishes
"Brush!"
"Brush!"
Chen Fan held the sword and slashed out like a phantom.
Faintly, a flash of purple light was visible.
The next second, an apple that was thrown away by him was cut into two halves with his sword.
Before the apple could fall to the ground, he slashed it flatly with his sword.
Then, the two halves of the apple, which were still in the air, were caught by him with his sword.
"Finally reached the state of moving Qi."
He looked excited.
Warriors in the Qi Moving Realm can use their inner Qi to bless their bodies.
Each move increases in power.
Under normal circumstances, as long as a Qi-moving realm warrior is not weak in actual combat experience, there will be no problem in defeating two or three Qi-raising realm warriors.
A powerful Qi-moving realm warrior can even rival five or six Qi-raising realm warriors.
"Next, you can try to learn some Qinggong and other martial arts."
Chen Fan's mind wandered.
Now, he only masters one Ziji sword technique.
This sword technique is just the most common sword technique.
The increase in combat against him is modest.
But higher level martial arts can no longer be learned from Ziji Martial Arts School.
He could only think of other ways.
"But...if I switch to another martial arts school now, my strength will be exposed."
Chen Fan thought of a way.
The speed of his cultivation is too fast.
Under normal circumstances, it would take a highly qualified warrior a year to break through from the Qi-nurturing realm to the Qi-moving realm.
But it only took him 10 months.
If he is young, nothing yet.
But for an uncle in his thirties, it seems abnormal for him to practice at such a speed.
"Come on little by little."
Chen Fan shook his head.
...
"Resources..."
Three days later, Chen Fan made soup and drank the last pack of Shiquan Dabu, frowning.
After his cultivation breakthrough, his consumption of resources became even greater.
Even five packs of all-inclusive supplements a day are not enough for him.
He has money.
But the current situation is that even if he has money, he can't buy so many great supplements.
As for making a wish...
the amount of tonic he can get from making a wish is enough for him to use for a day at most.
"I make a wish. If the Three Yuan Yang Stove is useful to me, please give me how long it will take to continue making my wish, so that I can get it without any danger."
Chen Fan finally made up his mind.
He was going to suspend improving his warrior qualifications.
Then it took a certain amount of time to get the Sanyuan Yang stove that many warriors were fighting for.
"Five days..."
Suddenly, just after Chen Fan made this wish, a message appeared in his mind.
To his surprise, the guidance given to him by the wishing bead turned out to be that he only needed to make wishes for five consecutive days to get the Three Yuan Yang stove.
And there is no danger.
"How is this possible..."
Chen Fan was in disbelief.
He felt that there were only two possibilities for this situation.
First, the San Yuan Yang stove was not as precious as he imagined.
Second, he did not fully understand the mechanism of the wishing beads.
"Could it be that when I make a wish through the wishing bead, I want to obtain something, and it depends on how difficult it is to obtain it." "
And it has nothing to do with whether the thing itself is precious or not?"
Chen Fan's heart suddenly rose. A glimmer of clarity.
If this is the case, he will have more room to operate if he uses the wishing beads in the future.
"That's too much!"
The next day, Chen Fan came to Ziji Martial Arts Hall again.
But as soon as he arrived at the martial arts gym, he saw the gym owner He Yitong staring at the opposite door with an angry look on his face.
"Blood Sword Martial Arts Hall..."
Chen Fan turned his head.
He glanced across.
A new martial arts gym opened there.
He frowned slightly.
He hasn't been to the martial arts gym for a few days.
But he had already heard about this Blood Sword Martial Arts Hall. It is said that the Blood Sword Martial Arts Hall is a force in Qingyang County.
But I don’t know what the Blood Sword Martial Arts Hall thinks.
He actually moved the martial arts school from Qingyang County to Baishi City when Sanyuanyang Furnace was born.
"Senior Sister Xiaoyun..."
Chen Fan asked He Yun in a low voice what happened.
During this period of time, the Blood Sword Martial Arts School opened branches everywhere, and almost all the schools opposite the various martial arts schools in Baishi City were contracted by the Blood Sword Martial Arts School.
Therefore, He Yitong's anger was obviously not just because of this.
"It's Qi Qiang. He transferred to the Blood Sword Martial Arts Hall, practiced the Blood Cloud Sword Sutra, and broke through to the Qi Condensation Realm. After the breakthrough, he said that my grandfather mistakenly recruited his disciples, and took more than a dozen disciples with him and transferred to the Blood Sword Martial Arts School."
He Yun said in a low voice.
There were more than twenty people in the Ziji Martial Arts School, and most of them were lost this time.
"Qi Qiang?"
Chen Fan was a little surprised.
He knew this man.
This man is one of the five Qi-moving realm warriors in Ziji Martial Arts Hall.
Half a year ago, Qi Qiang set out to break through the Qi Condensation Realm, but he never succeeded.
Unexpectedly, he actually switched to the Blood Sword Martial Arts School.
"Chen Fan."
At this moment, a group of people walked out of the Blood Sword Martial Arts Hall.
The leader was none other than Qi Qiang.
He looked at Chen Fan and said, "I believe you also know what happened. I wonder if you are interested in joining the Blood Sword Martial Arts School with us?"
"Sorry."
Chen Fan frowned: "I don't like fighting. Kill, kill, forget it."
Blood Knife does not belong to conventional martial arts schools.
All disciples who join the Blood Sword Martial Arts Hall must obey orders.
And you can't betray.
"Just don't regret it."
Qi Qiang said lightly.
He actually didn't value Chen Fan.
It was only because Chen Fan was rich that he asked.
After all, Chen Fan is already in his thirties and has only just reached the state of Qi cultivation, so his potential is limited.
After saying that, he led the people away without even looking at He Yitong and He Yun.
"Qi Qiang!"
On the side, He Yun gritted his teeth as he watched Qi Qiang lead people away.
She couldn't wait to rush forward and kill Qi Qiang.
"Okay, it's not worth getting angry with such a person."
Chen Fan patted He Yun on the shoulder.
According to his understanding, Qi Qiang is not an ordinary disciple of Ziji Martial Arts School.
It was the true martial arts master who was formally accepted as a disciple by He Yitong.
Not only does martial arts training cost no money.
You will also receive resource support from martial arts schools.
In this world, ordinary martial arts disciples who want to switch to other martial arts schools have no problem.
But the martial arts true biography is different.
But Qi Qiang not only switched to the Blood Sword Martial Arts School.
He also said that He Yitong mistakenly led others to join the Blood Sword Martial Arts Hall, which was really a bit excessive.
"Are you here to get the big repair pack again?"
He Yun glanced at Chen Fan.
She was very grateful that Chen Fan had not joined the Blood Sword Martial Arts School just now.
"Yes."
Chen Fan smiled.
"Then I'll get you thirty more bags."
"You save some."
"And don't sell it to others this time. Our martial arts gym doesn't have much reserves."
He Yun warned Chen one by one. Fan.
"Well, I won't sell it this time."
Chen Fan nodded.
Then he took the complete repair package from He Yun and left.
Before leaving, he glanced at the Blood Sword Martial Arts Hall.
Rumor has it that there is more than one Houtian realm warrior in the Blood Sword Martial Arts Hall.
Even forces like the Black Tiger Gang and the Red Blood Gang must be treated with caution.
Even if he doesn't like it, he can't do anything.
"I make a wish that I will be able to get the Sanyuan Yang stove in the shortest time without any danger!"
Near the early morning, Chen Fan cooked five pots of Shiquan Dabu Decoction, drank them all, and felt a slight improvement in his cultivation. Finally, he finally made the wish he had kept today.
(End of chapter)