Chapter 195

After this journey to explore the Heavenly Master, chen fan has already felt that there is a faint sign of breakthrough in his cultivation. Then the appearance of Bigu Dan has solved his urgent need.

With this object, chen fan can practice here for a period of time with peace of mind, and then leave when his cultivation is further improved.

Check the number of Bigu pills, probably enough for Chen fan to use for two or three months. The quantity must be enough.

After that, chen fan looked at another thing.

It's a volume of martial arts. It's a low-grade sword skill!

Chen Fan's combination of the best yellow level sword technique before made it his own killer mace. Now, with the improvement of cultivation, the power of Dugu one sword is not as powerful as before. With the sword technique of Xuan level inferior, it is just possible to refine Dugu one sword again.

Chen Fan split this set of swordsmanship from the lonely nine swords. Because he didn't have such a high level of martial arts skills on hand, he couldn't practice it completely.

However, it doesn't matter. Since it's nine swords, Chen fanda can divide it into nine levels. The best yellow level skill is condensed into the first level, and the xuanlevel inferior level skill is enough for him to refine the second level.

In this way, the name of the skill naturally changed from Dugu Jiujian to Yijian, but its power can be improved for a long time.

Full of joy, the martial arts into the storage bag, chen fan to the old poison's body.

Compared with Huo Guang, there are less good things in each other's storage bag. In addition to some unknown poisons and materials, only the bodies of bloodthirsty bats attract Chen Fan's attention.

What means should the old poison have to be able to turn the corpse of the monster into a tool for releasing poison through sacrifice.

The former bloodthirsty bat is a good proof.

This is a good thing. Just imagine, in the face of the siege, a poison bomb is thrown out, and even the martial arts master can influence the poison. Who can deal with it?

The only drawback is that the number of poison fog bombs is too small. It may be because the old poison has not much time to refine. Now there are only a dozen left.

Chen Fan certainly doesn't know how to refine it, so for him, the poison fog bomb is also used once less.

This is no way. Chen fan can't hope to kill two martial masters for himself, and then he can gain the whole world. It's too unrealistic.

With a wave of his sleeve, he collected all the things into his storage bag. Chen fan then went to check the weapons and pills on the shelves on both sides of the tomb.

It may be that it has existed for a long time. Everything has been weathered to varying degrees, and it can no longer be used.

Chen fanpo is also a little sorry. After all, judging from the weapons and pills, the period of total victory must be a great thing. Now the blade of his cold light sword is cracked, which just needs to be supplemented.

Unfortunately, this idea can only be realized later.

Therefore, chen fan still has some insights. No matter how powerful a monk is, or whether he is a weapon or a pill, it is hard to resist the passage of time.

Slowly converging, chen fan went to the shelf where the book of heaven was, took a deep breath and picked up the scroll.

When it is opened slowly, there is no writing in the scroll, like a piece of white paper emitting dense precious light.

Chen Fan observed a time, did not find the usage, holding the mentality of trying, put the spirit into it!

"Hua..."

just at the moment when his mental strength penetrated into the book of heaven, chen fan suddenly felt as if he was wandering in the sea, washed away by the waves.

This feeling made him have unspeakable pleasure.