Fantasy: I, The Longevity Body, Have Survived Ten Generations Of Geniuses

After finishing the matters here in Qingyangfang City, Ye Fan said goodbye to Qu Ruoyou and headed straight to Tianshuang City without stopping.

He first found Chen Boguan's stall.

After Chen Baiguan settled in Tianshuang City, he still set up a stall selling food in his old place.

After Ye Fan gave him the things Chen Mengying asked him to bring, he chatted with Chen Baiguan for a few words, found nothing unusual, and left.

"Sir."

After meeting Tu Peng and his wife again after a year, Fan found that the couple's cultivation had improved to a small level.

"Brother Tu, are you preparing for the Foundation Building?"

"We still have to wait for a while, but the Foundation Building Pill is not easy to buy."

Tu Peng now has no shortage of spiritual stones, but the Foundation Building Pill is priceless. He has asked around, but it seems that he has not found it yet.

"Can you find a reliable alchemist? I can help you get two copies of Foundation Building Pill's Spirit Medicine."

Ye Fan obtained the recipe for Foundation Building Pill and all the Spirit Medicine seeds needed to refine Foundation Building Pill nearly three years ago.

Now, these Spirit Medicines have been growing in the system Spirit Field for more than two hundred years. Although they are still a little old, they can barely be used to refine Foundation Building Pills.

"A reliable alchemist? No problem, I can find one."

Tu Peng thought for a moment and nodded.

"Brother Tu, are you sure that the alchemist won't betray us?"

Ye Fan frowned slightly, weighed it for a moment and said: "Forget it, let me find someone to refine the Foundation Building Pill. When the time comes, I will give you and your wife a few."

"Thank you very much, sir!"

Tu Peng and his wife said with tears of gratitude.

"Haha, you're welcome. If you do things for me, I will naturally consider you."

Ye Fan waved his hand nonchalantly.

At this time, he noticed that behind Tu Peng and his wife, there was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, looking at him curiously.

"Is this your child?"

Ye Fan asked with a smile.

"Yes, Tu Ziming, why don't you come over quickly to pay homage to the young master!"

Jiang Yao laughed and scolded, looking at her son lovingly.

"Ziming has met the young master!"

Tu Ziming has a strong build, obviously bearing the shadow of his father Tu Peng, and he will probably become a strong man in the future.

"Haha, Ziming, you're welcome! What spiritual root?"

Ye Fan saw that Tu Ziming had spiritual energy overflowing from his body, and he had obviously begun to practice.

"Oh, the four spiritual roots of water, fire, gold and earth!"

Tu Peng sighed worriedly.

It is not easy for Silinggen to build a Foundation Building, and the couple is a little worried about this.

"It doesn't matter, as long as there are enough resources, even five spiritual roots can still be used to Foundation Building."

Ye Fan smiled slightly.

"That's true."

Tu Peng and Jiang Yao looked at each other and felt slightly relieved.

"Sir, this is the fireball talisman I drew myself and gave it to you."

At this time, Tu Ziming took out more than ten Rank One fireball charms from his body and wanted to give them to Ye Fan.

"You can also make talismans?"

Although the Rank One Fireball Talisman is not of a high grade, it is considered pretty good among the Rank One Talisman.

Ye Fan's eyes lit up, and he immediately said in an encouraging tone: "Ziming, since you are interested in making talismans, I will give you some spiritual stones in the future." If you have time, you can make more efforts in this area.

"If one day you can draw the Rank Two Spirit Talisman, then I will reward you with a Spirit Weapon.

After saying that, Ye Fan took out a storage bag containing 10,000 Low Grade spirit stones and handed it to Tu Ziming.

"Then, I will work hard."

Tu Ziwu glanced at his parents and saw that they had no objection, so he carefully put the storage bag away.

(adea) "Okay, Zi Ming, you can play by yourself for a while, and let's talk about some serious business with the young master.

Tu Peng sent his son away, and then came to a room with Ye Fan with Zhao Lei.

Zhao Lei took out the account books for the last year and asked Ye Fan to review them.

"There's nothing unusual lately, right?"

Ye Fan felt quite satisfied after reading the account books.

After all, Tianshuang City is a big city of cultivation. Although its resources in some aspects may be slightly inferior to Wanghai City, it is still a big city with a population of one million.

Tu Peng, his wife and Zhao Lei's overall harvest this year was pretty good.

"We don't usually go out of the city much now! We haven't found anyone watching us yet."

Zhao Lei said.

"That's good. Anyway, if you need anything, most of it can be bought in the city. If it's not necessary, it's best not to go out of the city."

Ye Fan nodded and said.

"Okay, sir! By the way, sir, recently, a rumor has been circulating in Tianshuang City, saying that someone outside the city has discovered traces of Demon Race."

A look of fear appeared on Zhao Lei's face.

"Demon Race?"

Ye Fan's eyelids twitched and his heart sank slightly.

There is a difference between Demon Race and Demon Race.

Most of the so-called demon cultivators in Cangnan's cultivation world are actually human beings, they just practice the Demon Race technique.

The real Demon Race is not the same race as the human race. It is said that its shape is all kinds of strange, has many incredible abilities, and is very difficult to deal with.

"Master, if you go out recently, you must be careful."

Tu Peng also interjected at this time.

"okay, I get it!"

Ye Fan nodded, and a throbbing feeling came to his heart.

He learned from Ni Fan that during the ancient darkness and annihilation, although the Insect King led the human resistance forces to eventually annihilate most of the Demon Race, there were still a few Demon Race who slipped through the net and escaped into the depths of the ocean.

"It seems that one day in the future, the human race and the Demon Race will finally come to an end."

Thinking of this, Ye Fan's heart became a little heavy.

"By the way, sir, this is the golden soul sand liquid that you asked us to find someone to smelt and purify a year ago. Because we have to find people to process it in batches, most of it has not yet been purified.

Zhao Lei took out a storage bag.

"Okay! Don't be too anxious about this. Just give me the rest in one or two years."

Ye Fan took the storage bag, took a look inside, and nodded.

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