Chapter 1361: Counting the Harvest

Think carefully, although the spirit world is extremely far away from the solar system, the spirit world, big and small, regards itself as the master of the mortal universe. There are many people like Haoyuan Sect who travel in the vast universe to open up new territories and plunder resources.

It is very likely that the spaceship they were riding encountered a certain spirit world force, and they were eventually captured alive and became auction items for some people.

From the memory of Xinghu, it was still in its larval stage when it was auctioned, about a thousand years ago, and the time can also match.

"Damn it!"

When Yang Fan thought of the three little guys at the time, they were actually auctioned and enslaved and driven by people, a flame burned in his chest, and his heart was full of murderous intent.

It seems that the little flower pig was auctioned in the end, but what about the house snake and the big black dog? I wonder if they are alive or dead?

Yang Fan's eyes were gloomy and cold.

A thousand years have passed, and what should have happened has happened. Even if he rushed to the spirit world now, he could not reverse their life or death.

However, whoever dares to touch Yang Fan's things, whether it is a person or a pet, will definitely pay a heavy price!

Thanks to these people, he has one more reason to go to the spirit world.

Taking a deep breath, calming the murderous intent in his chest, and not thinking about it for the time being, Yang Fan put the space ring on his finger and looked at the Hunyuan Divine Spear and Kaihuang Sword.

After thinking about it, Yang Fan gave up the idea of ​​using the materials of these two fairy treasures to re-forge a fairy treasure suitable for himself.

On the one hand, he is not capable of it, and on the other hand, he is not alone now. He will inevitably face many dangers when going to the spirit world. These two fairy treasures, Bai Xiaoyu and Tang Anya just happen to have one each.

However, in Yang Fan's opinion, the refining method of these two fairy treasures is still too rough after all, and the potential of the materials has not been truly tapped.

"I still have to refine it again." Yang Fan sighed.

Being a master is indeed laborious.

The level of these two immortal treasures is okay, but even Elder Lin, who is in the middle stage of ascension, cannot really exert their power, let alone Bai Xiaoyu and the others?

One of the reasons is that the refining method is too rough, which forms a shackle and places too high a demand on the holder's cultivation.

If it is in the God Realm, any cultivator who is slightly proficient in the way of refining instruments can refine immortal treasures that are several times better than these two. Not to mention the Yuanying stage and the Jindan stage, even the innate cultivators can exert some power.

Fortunately, Yang Fan is now in the Jindan stage and has condensed immortal essence, otherwise he can only rely on skills to make up for the lack of cultivation.

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"Ten days." Yang Fan estimated the time required to re-refine the immortal treasure.

This time, he did not intend to use his time ability. These ten days would be his last ten days on Earth, and also the last ten days for Bai Xiaoyu and his family to be together.

Finally, there was the Nebula Robe.

This was also an immortal treasure, which contained a small amount of star sand extracted from the core of the stars in the immortal world. The immortal world had been destroyed, and this magic weapon was considered a unique one in the mortal world.

The reason why Yang Fan could easily kill the young master of Haoyuan Sect with the Thunder Clone was, on the one hand, because of his profound swordsmanship, and on the other hand, because the latter did not exert the true power of this defensive magic weapon at all.

Yang Fan decided to refine it a little and give it to Liu Jingyu. As the head of the Dianlong Sect, he always had to have something decent on him.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.