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Chapter 922: The baby is in hand

In fact, without reminding Elder Meng, he also knew that not everyone could exchange the Nine Yang Futu Tower of the Nine Yang Sect. However, who is Fang Yan? The youngest immortal elixir master of the Nine Yang Sect, he is expected to become a great immortal elixir master. With this identity, he can exchange it as long as he has enough contribution points in the sect.

"Elder Meng, I want to apply for a trip to the sect." Fang Yan said to Elder Meng.

"You have killed so many demon clans in the demon world, and they have all been exchanged for contribution points of the sect. Now you can enter and exit the Hell World at will without any sect missions." Elder Meng couldn't help but hear this.

"That's the case, thank you elder." Fang Yan couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

After saying goodbye to Elder Meng, Fang Yan gathered with Xu Yun, Ning Lie, Liu Zitong and others for a while. He sent a jade talisman to the Shuang Saint Song Lingshuang, informing the other party that he had returned to the Nine Yang Sect and then left the world of hell.

Fang Yan reminded Song Lingshuang that he had returned to the Nine Yang Sect. If Song Lingshuang really had Fang Zhen in her heart, she would definitely return to the Nine Yang Sect to meet Fang Yan as soon as possible.

When Fang Yan returned to the Nine Yang Sect, he changed his god and turned into his original appearance. He directly entered the sect’s merit hall. In this merit hall, as long as you have enough contribution points to the sect, you can exchange for anything you want here, including elixirs, magic weapons, and martial arts, only those you could not imagine, and no one you exchanged for.

"What? Do you want to exchange for the Nine Yang Futu Tower?" Fang Yan took out the elder's token and reported the items he wanted to exchange for at the elder inside. The other party couldn't help but exclaim when he heard this.

"Do you know how many sect contribution points are needed to exchange for this Nine Yang Futu Tower?"

"I know that the contribution points of 2 billion sects must be the identity of the elders of the inner sects." Fang Yan couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

"You know, have you raised 2 billion sect contribution points?" The deacon elder couldn't help but say with a puzzled look when he heard this. The other party was too young, which made him feel unreal.

"That's right, I have raised 2 billion sect contribution points, you can take a look." Fang Yan smiled when he heard this.

"I have really raised 2 billion sect contribution points." The deacon elder took Fang Yan's elder's order and swept his spiritual sense, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.

As Fang Yan took out the elder order and 2 billion sect contribution points, Fang Yan was very smoothly in exchange for the Nine Yang Futu Tower.

"This is the Nine Yang Futu Tower. It is equivalent to the blessed land of the Six-Star Cave Heaven. Practicing for one day is equivalent to practicing in it for nearly two years. With such a magical artifact, I can quickly accumulate experience value and upgrade it." Fang Yan recognized the master of the Nine Yang Futu Tower with blood, and then couldn't help but sigh.

After simply recognizing the master, the next thing is to refine it.

In order to refine the Nine Yang Futu Tower, Fang Yan took half a month to completely refine the top-grade immortal weapon Nine Yang Futu Tower.

"This Nine Yang Futu Tower is really a good thing, both offense and defense, and has a very fast time. With this treasure, my cultivation speed has been greatly accelerated, and I have another sharp weapon when facing the enemy." Fang Yan took half a month to refine the Nine Yang Futu Tower, and he felt that it was worth it.

"Hey, the Frost Saint is back to the Nine Yang Sect." Fang Yan opened the ban in the cave, and suddenly the jade talisman flew over. Fang Yan opened it and saw that the Frost Saint Song Lingshuang was back. She wanted to see Elder Fang Yan.

"Father, mother or not. It depends on how heavy you are in his heart." Fang Yan stood up and murmured to himself, then walked down the mountain.

Fang Yan didn't plan to see Shuang Saint Song Lingshuang now. He sent a jade talisman to Song Lingshuang in the name of Mu Yan, telling the other party that Elder Fang Yan was not in the sect and went to Jinwu City. If he wanted to see Elder Fang Yan, he would go to Jinwu City.

Fang Yan received Song Lingshuang's voice transmission jade talisman and knew that she would go to Jinwu City. Fang Yan was not idle either. The nine clones were sent to Dao Jiuyang Futu Tower to practice, and then set off for Jinwu City. As long as Song Lingshuang and Fang Zhen recognize each other and are looking for Dao Fu Qingxuan at that time, then their family can be reunited.

"This Nine Yang Fu Tu Tower is good. However, this thing costs more money than the Fire Man Immortal Mansion. It requires 600 grade immortal stones every day. No one can afford this thing." Fang Yan was rushing to the road. A day passed quickly. He found that this Nine Yang Fu Tu Tower is good, but this thing is just a money-burning thing. Even the strong people in the Feixian Realm may not be able to support it. They need 600 low-grade immortal stones every day. It costs more money than the Fire Man Immortal Mansion he has used.

But after all, if you say that, if others can't support it, it doesn't mean that Fang Yan can't support it. When he can refine the best fairy spirit pill, the immortal stone will not be rolling.

"It seems that in the future, in addition to having enough mechanics, you also have to get a lot of immortal stones so that you can eat it into fire." Fang Yan sighed, and then began to continue his journey.

In this way, three days passed quietly. With Fang Yan's full efforts to get on the way, he entered the Jinwu City.

"Father, Father, I'm back." Fang Yan entered the Xiandanfang and couldn't help but shout at the store.

"Young Master, you are back."

"Master, Young Master Yan is back."

As soon as Fang Yan entered the house, the Fang family members in the store kept saying hello to Fang Yan, and several clever tribe members ran to inform Fang Zhen.

"Father, nothing happened in the store during the days when I was not here!" Fang Yan couldn't help but say when he saw Fang Zhen.

"It's normal!" Fang Zhen said a little absent-mindedly.

"Father, what happened in the store? Why was it so deserted when I came in that I almost saw less than a dozen customers." Fang Yan noticed Fang Zhen's abnormality and immediately said.

"Since you saw it, I'm not satisfied with you. There is indeed a problem in this store." Fang Zhen couldn't help but hear this.

"Father, what's going on? Is someone else going to the store to make trouble again?" Fang Yan's eyes flashed with a trace of evil spirits, which made the air around him suddenly cold.

"Yan'er, during your absence, no one has come to this store to cause trouble, but someone from the Nine Yang Sect said that he would ask for half of the profits of this Xiandanfang." Fang Zhen could not hide it and immediately said.

"Who, who wants half of the profits of my Xiandanfang? Does he think he is, are you impatient to live?" Fang Yan's eyes flashed with fierce light when he heard this. The joy of seeing his father was suddenly wiped out.

"This person is a saint son of your Nine Yang Sect. He seems to have his surname Liu's name, Wu Mu, or something." Fang Zhen couldn't help but say when he heard this.

"The surname is Liu, what's the name of Mu? Is it Liu Mubai?" Fang Yan couldn't help but hear this.

"Yes, just call it Liu Mubai. Could it be that Yan'er, you know this Liu Mubai?" Fang Zhen slapped his thigh when he heard this. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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