86: C86 The Grave Duty

C86 The Grave Duty

When the people of Hero Fighting Martial Meet heard Chu Fann's words, they finally recovered from their shock.

The Sect Master of Hero Fighting Martial Meet, Ku Lingying, let out a slight sigh and laughed, "I have long heard about Mr. Chu's recent achievements. It is naturally good to be able to befriend Mr. Chu. Farewell!"

Ku Lingying didn't want to become enemies with Chu Fann, so he immediately left with the people of Hero Fighting Martial Meet.

Ku Lingying didn't take Chu Fann's disrespectful words to heart.

At the scene.

All the disciples of Beggar Gang heaved a sigh of relief. The cold sweat on their bodies finally dried up at this moment.

Currently, the Beggar Gang was still weak, and there was only one Expert of Desolation Stage left. It was impossible for them to fight against a powerful force like the Hero Fighting Martial Meet.

"Did you all see that? In the Asura Great Land, the path of martial arts is respected! If it wasn't for me, Chu Fann, you all would have to compensate for your losses today, and you would also be humiliated by the people of Hero Fighting Martial Meet! "

Chu Fann put his hands behind his back and slowly took a step forward. He said in a low voice.

The disciples of Beggar Gang nodded their heads. Their respect for Chu Fann increased.

They dispersed. Their hearts were filled with desire for power. They must work hard and break through as soon as possible so that the Beggar Gang wouldn't be bullied by others.

Ninth Pouch Elder Pan Hong walked over and said respectfully, "Mr. Chu, Ninth Prince, how will the Beggar Gang develop in the future?"

Zhao Xumin looked at Pan Hong and said, "Elder, don't worry. With the presence of the King of Min, your Beggar Gang will definitely be able to establish a foothold in Zilai Imperial City. "

"Development? If you follow me, Chu Fann, you will be able to become the number one sect in the Asura Great Land no matter what. "

Chu Fann slightly raised his head and looked at the sky. His expression carried a sense of vicissitude.

In his previous life, he was very powerful and had accepted some talented disciples, but he didn't have his own power.

The Asura Journal was an organization equivalent to a publishing house. It did not have any martial power. Any Soul Returning Stage powerhouse with the title of Martial Path Supreme could be easily destroyed.

Hence, Chu Fann decided to nurture his own power.

He wanted the entire Asura Great Land to be filled with people from his own power after his reincarnation!

Even in the corner of a remote small city, if someone were to casually speak ill of him, he or she would be beaten up by the people from his own power!

Chu Fann ordered, "Hong Qier, go and find two calm people to come here. I have two bottles of Heavenly Bestowal Desolation Liquid here. "

Hong Qier immediately found two men. Chu Fann excluded one of them and left an old man behind.

"Pan Hong, both of you consume it together. I will help you break through. " Chu Fann said again.

Pan Hong and the old man immediately took the medicine excitedly, carefully holding it in their hands. They slowly opened the bottle cap and drank it directly.

After the two drank it, their bodies immediately erupted with a powerful wave of primal energy.

Bang! Bang!

The Primal Void Position above their stomachs was immediately filled with powerful energy.

The dantian in their stomachs was immediately formed, and waves of primeval energy began to roll around like boiling water in their dantian.

Chu Fann immediately moved his body and made the two of them sit down cross-legged. He pointed at the empty spaces between the two of them.

Waves of powerful energy spread across the headquarters of Beggar Gang.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, both of their strength had increased, and they had become First Level of Desolation Stage warriors!

"Mr. Chu, this old man's name is Chen Dagu, a person from the Azure Mist Province. I will remember your great kindness! I will definitely do my best to the Beggar Gang. " Chen Dagu was so touched that tears flowed down his face. He knelt on the ground and said while kowtowing.

Chen Dagu had no children and begged for a living. Only then did he join the Beggar Gang.

Before the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, his strength was only at the eighth level of the Body Refining Stage. But after the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he had actually become an Expert of Desolation Stage respected by tens of thousands of people!

"Mr. Chu, please accept my bow!"

Pan Hong was also extremely grateful. Tears fell from his eyes as he violently kowtowed. Even his forehead was bleeding from the kowtow.

Chu Fann was very satisfied, and gestured for the two of them to stand up.

Seeing this, Hong Qier was also incomparably excited. He thought to himself that the Beggar Gang now had three Desolation Stage warriors. They were no longer a weak force that could be bullied by anyone.

"Mr. Fann, I want one too. Give me a bottle. " Zhao Xumin felt an itch in his heart when he saw others suddenly become strong. He said with some desire.

"Xumin, don't think about it! Although the Heavenly Bestowing Desolate Liquid is a shortcut, But it affects the path of martial arts later on. "

Chu Fann immediately poured a basin of cold water on Zhao Xumin.

Zhao Xumin felt a sense of loss. He sighed and could only give up. He also knew that Mr. Fann would guide him in the future.

All the disciples of Beggar Gang were overjoyed when they sensed the birth of a powerful expert.

Their inferiority had been swept away. With three Desolation Stage warriors, they were no longer afraid of being bullied.

"Master, my humble posture has encountered a bottleneck. Look at my bent body. If the enemy attacks above me. . . This is the weakness of the humble posture. "

Hong Qier immediately asked Chu Fann about his martial arts.

Chu Fann frowned. The humble posture indeed had a weakness, and then he said with a smile. "Then, on the basis of the subservient stance, free your hands and learn the strengths of the Blood Moon Ox Head Form. Just guard against the top. "

"I understand, thank you, Master!"

Hong Qier was overjoyed and quickly ran out to research and develop it himself. . . .

When nothing happened to Beggar Gang, Chu Fann and Zhao Xumin returned to the academy.

Next to the teaching building in Zilai Academy, there was a low three-story building.

Although the building was short, there were people coming and going at the entrance. Many students and people outside the school were coming and going.

This was the Mission Building in Zilai Academy to receive missions.

Some of the martial artists outside the school, or some forces, would send people here to assign missions. The school would accept missions and arrange students to complete them.

After the students completed the missions, they would be rewarded.

Chu Fann and Zhao Xumin entered together.

In the hall. There were many windows, and they were divided into normal missions, adventure missions, and king level missions.

"Xumin, go and do an ordinary mission. I'll go and take a look at the king level missions. " Chu Fann's eyes swept across the window of the king level missions and said.

Zhao Xumin shook his head and said, "How can that be? Mr. Fann, I am just following you. When doing missions, you can also guide me. I will try my best not to drag you down. "

" Alright. "

Chu Fann had no choice but to agree.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, arrived in front of the king level mission window.

"Receive the mission. "

Chu Fann said to a woman with red lips, white teeth, and light makeup.

The woman held a few scrolls and sized up Chu Fann. She kindly reminded him, "Student, a king-level mission. The enemies you face might have Expert of Desolation Stages. Have you thought about it?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Do you have them or not?"

Chu Fann started to get impatient.

A middle-aged man passed by the window and patted Chu Fann. "Classmate, the adventure level mission over there suits you. "

"Get lost!"

Chu Fann's shoulder trembled, and a powerful force rippled out like a tidal wave.

The middle-aged man was shocked, and his arm felt numb. He said with a frown, "Kid, I'm the director of the inner grade, Zhao Shanhe. You're at the fourth level of the Soul Creation Stage, and your attack power isn't low, but your strength is still far from enough. "

Zhao Shanhe could feel Chu Fann's aura. It was like a mountain, and not even he, a Desolation Stage, could withstand it.

"Hello, Teacher Zhao. "

Zhao Xumin smiled and greeted him.

Zhao Shanhe was also a member of the Zhao family, but he did not work in politics. He knew Zhao Xumin and said, Hello, Professor Zhao. " You are with that kid. . . He is Chu Fann, right? I will recommend you all to the king level mission. "

Thus, Zhao Shanhe walked to the window and handed a scroll to Chu Fann and Zhao Xumin.

The scroll was ancient, but it was very new. The black ink inside emitted an ink fragrance. It should be a new mission.

He opened it and took a look. It's a silent mission.

"Mr. Fann, let me take a look. . . Damn, what the hell is this, guarding someone's grave?"

Zhao Xumin widened his eyes and carefully looked at this mission. He was similarly speechless.

This mission required the cooperation of many people in Zilai Academy to head to the neighboring Yunhe Province of Zilai Imperial City to guard Guo Dafu's grave. The reward was one Desolation Stone per person. According to the performance, there would be other compensation.

One Desolation Stone was worth 100,000 shells.

The most important thing was that Chu Fann just happened to be short of one Desolation Stone. If he went to do this mission, he would be able to get one.

"Don't think it's that simple. This tomb is the ruin of a powerful sect many years ago. I think that Guo Dafu must be a descendant of this sect. He asked us to protect this ruin. "

Chu Fann analyzed it carefully and immediately determined the whole story.

The Yunhe Province was very close to the Imperial City. The Zhoucheng was far more developed than the Xiongshan State and the Qinglan Province. Why did he ask the students of the Zilai Academy to guard the tomb?

The students of the Zilai Academy had yet to reach the Desolation Stage, so how could they guard their graves?

A series of questions appeared in Chu Fann's mind. It seemed like this tomb was not simple!

Zhao Xumin rubbed his head and did not think too much about it. He nodded and said, "Mr. Fann, I will listen to you when the time comes. "

"You have confirmed that you have accepted this mission? Then sign on this mission form. "

Zhao Shanhe took out another form and handed it over.2

When Chu Fann and Zhao Xumin finished signing, he reminded, "Tomorrow morning, gather at the entrance of the academy. At that time, someone from the Guo family of Yunhe Province will come and pick you up. "

"Thank you, Teacher Zhao. "

Zhao Xumin smiled and politely thanked him.

Chu Fann frowned and did not say anything. He looked at Zhao Shanhe meaningfully and left with Zhao Xumin.

After putting away the mission scroll, Zhao Shanhe looked at Chu Fann who was walking away. He sneered in his heart. His cold eyes flashed with a strange and insidious look.

"Eh? Teacher Zhao, do you have any recommendations for king level missions?"

In the lobby of the mission building, another young man walked over. His strength was Ninth Level of Soul Creation Stage, and he was the true disciple of the class, Chu Ritian.

Zhao Shanhe sized him up, and his heart was filled with joy. He smiled and said, "The mission of guarding the Yun He Province's grave is to reward Desolation Stones. . . "

After listening to the introduction and reward, Chu Ritian was quite satisfied and immediately signed to accept it.

After a while.

Some students came over one after another. Zhao Shanhe asked them to sign and sign to receive this mission.

"There are more than twenty of them, and they are all Soul Creation Stage warriors. There are so many soul sacrifices! That thing. . . " Zhao Shanhe's expression was extremely vicious. He put away the scroll and disappeared.

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