Boss Level Face-Slapping Specialist [Quick Transmigration]

Cultivation in another world (6)

The only thing that could be picked up in the entire town was finished, Xu Zifan got up and walked outside the city. He planned to go to another city, a little farther away from the Xuantian faction, so as not to encounter any acquaintances. Although he has changed his body and appearance, people who are not familiar with him will never recognize him, but if he meets his younger brothers and younger sisters, it is still possible to recognize him.

He just left, giving Xiang Yushuang and Huo Chongjun an embarrassment, and also giving Xiang Wentian a soft nail. Xiang Wentian didn't say anything on the face because of his reputation, and he was kind and kind, but who knows if he would send someone to him in private to take him back? After all, Xiang Wentian is the only person who knows his pure yang body, and it is normal to have any thoughts.

There is nothing wrong with being careful. Before the strength is not strong enough, Xu Zifan feels that he must be cautious. This feeling is very exciting, as if returning to a slum, he has not experienced such a stimulating feeling for hundreds of years. It may be unpleasant to change to someone else, but he feels very happy!

The more exciting things he encounters, the more he can feel that he is truly alive and well alive. This kind of lifestyle is very meaningful. If there is always an unchanging daily routine, I am afraid he will not be able to persist for long. , People are tired. He was suddenly a little grateful for this journey, the world burned his enthusiasm. Although he is still a little weak now, he is in a very good mood.

It is not allowed to fly the sword in the city, unless there is an emergency or fight, these will also be explained to the city lord or fined afterwards. Xu Zifan sacrificed his flying sword after leaving the city gate and flew into the mountains and forests. The original owner has often been on missions in the past five years and led the team to experience outside. Xu Zifan has completely integrated the memory of the original owner and still knows the outside world very well. He went to a big city separated by five cities from the Xuantian School. There are inns that protect the privacy of the residents in the big city. You only need to pay enough spiritual stones to have a clean room to rest. The inn will maximize It protects the residents from being disturbed by anyone unless they encounter the kind of masters who cannot be beaten.

Xu Zifan handed in a high-grade spirit stone and rented a first-class room that could be used for retreat and alchemy for three days. When he moved in, it was already dark. He closed the doors and windows, sat on the futon in the middle of the room, and took out the three newly bought items and placed them in front of him. The black folding fan couldn't be opened at all. Xu Zifan spent two hours refining it before opening it to see its true content.

The material of the folding fan is a bit like a kind of mysterious iron that is very rare in the Beiyou Sea. It is not heavy but very strong. When it is opened, the edge of the fan is extremely sharp, and the iron is cut like mud. There is a mechanism on the fan handle. When the mechanism is touched, each fan bone will emit a thin golden needle. Xu Zifan held the fan and a row of golden needles was neatly inserted into the wall. He walked in and saw that It also glowed with a blue luster, quenched the poison!

Xu Zifan put the golden needles into the fan bones, holding the fan against the wall and casting a thunder and lightning, and found that the fan can double the power of his attack! He tried for a while, and Xu Zifan looked at the black folding fan in his hand and laughed, [Shaohua, this is really a baby! Fortunately, you helped me find it, let me pick up a leak, thank you. 】

[Shaohua: You are welcome, you have already taken a fancy to this fan before I say it. 】

Xu Zifan touched the baby fan several times over and over, and said with a smile: [No wonder the people in the comprehension texts always have some inexplicable perceptions. It is also a perception that I can see this fan at a glance. It belongs to the sixth sense of the practitioner. Perhaps the magic weapon that suits one's heart still depends on fate, this fan is great! 】