"Shuyi, let me leave something to you next." Yan Fan said suddenly.

Yan Shuyi immediately felt energetic and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Go to the Trade Building to buy the flesh and blood of aliens, as well as some treasures that cast the body of the imperial spirit." Yan Fan paused and emphasized, "The more, the better."

Yan Shu suddenly had a bitter face and said, "Boss, although the flesh and blood of the alien race is not as precious as spiritual bodies, if it is a powerful alien race, the value of the flesh and blood is not low. Besides, what can be purchased outside is basically the flesh and blood of the Transcendent Realm or the Spirit Realm, and the Ming Shen Realm is hard to come by."

Yan Fan was a little silent.

Shi Qi immediately said: "Boss, the five major alien races around us are all very cautious about us. It is difficult to kill their Mingshen Realm clan members. Unless we go out..."

Yan Fan glared at him and said, "If you want to go out, go! Don't urge this or that."

Shi Qi smiled embarrassedly and said, "Boss, how can I be so capable alone? It's almost the same to greet three or two brothers."

"Stop attracting others to get involved, I have my own arrangements for this matter." Yan Fan said.

After saying that, he looked at Yan Shuyi again and said, "You just need to place an order to acquire it. Quality is not absolute. If the quality is not enough, you can get the quantity."

"Okay!" Yan Shu agreed and asked again, "Will the complete spirit still be acquired?"

Yan Fan knew that Yan Shuyi was not particularly familiar with his situation, and did not take it seriously. He smiled and said, "No need! I need a green spirit now. The purchase cost of this thing is too high. I might as well send more people to the chaotic place to kill the alien race."

...

Yan Fan, who broke through to the Ming Shen Realm, felt that he was no different from the past, and he did not intend to promote it everywhere...

This matter cannot be promoted.

Now who doesn’t know that his Spirit Master is only at the sixth level of the Transcendence Realm?

The spiritual master's cultivation level cannot exceed that of the spiritual master, which is almost an iron rule.

Once others know that they have broken through to the Mingshen realm, many things cannot be explained, and there will definitely be a lot of trouble.

Low-key is the king.

Back at the campus of Jingjiang University, Yan Fan glanced at the surroundings.

The campus is still peaceful, without the scene of corpses everywhere he was worried about.

Shi Shiran came to the guard room, but Zhang Yong stared at the screen with concentration.

"Zhang Yong, there is nothing big happening these two days, right?" Yan Fan asked with concern.

Zhang Yong shook his head and said, "No. Even fewer aliens came here through space cracks than before."

"No out of control?"

"No."

Yan Fan nodded and then said, "You go back first and have a good rest."

Zhang Yong responded and retreated respectfully.

After Zhang Yong left, Yan Fan fell into thought.

From what I just asked, two situations can be roughly inferred.

First, the alien race retreated and defeated. With Jingjiang City as the center, the number of alien races within a radius of hundreds of miles was small, so there were naturally fewer alien races entering the Earth Star through space cracks.

Second, the previous teleportation of the lizardman outside the control range was just an unexpected situation.

As for how frequently this accident occurs and whether it is related to other factors, Yan Fan has too little information to be sure of.

It is more troublesome to verify this situation, and Yan Fan is too lazy to do it.

He put the thermos in his hand on the table and lay comfortably on the rattan chair.

"I don't know if I will approve a space capsule seat now."

This thought flashed through Yan Fan's mind, and then he focused on the spiritual spirit.

There are now seventy heroic spirits in my sea of ​​consciousness.

Among them, only five of them completed the engravings of the fertility, and the remaining sixty-five have to be prepared one by one by one by one.

Even if you don’t eat or sleep every day, it will take at least four or five days to complete this task.

Sure enough, no one is easy to practice.

To calculate it, the process of nourishing heroes is quite simple. What really makes Yan Fan a headache is to recast the body for these imperial spirits.

I am now at the first level of the Ming Shen Realm, and at this time my newborn spirit control strength can reach the second level of the Ming Shen Realm.

According to past experience, we must cultivate a second-level Mingshen Realm Imperial Spirit based on a golden-grade heroic spirit. Even if we use all the corpses of the Mingshen Realm of the same realm, we cannot cultivate a single Daoist Spirit without five or six.

The imperial spirit with gold-quality qualifications is indeed strong in combat and has very sufficient potential, but it only takes too much resources to cultivate, and ordinary cultivators can't afford it.

Now Yan Fan needs to cultivate all these seventy heroes into imperial spirits, and simply calculate it, kill all the tribesmen at the level of the Mingshen Realm among the five major alien races around him, and then think of a way to get together is almost enough.

Unfortunately, this task is too difficult to complete, and there are too many uncertainties in it.

Yan Fan has a great advantage. If you can’t think of it, then you don’t want it. There will be a road before the car arrives at the mountain.

If you have this time, wouldn’t it be nice to have one or two heroes on the chair?

At least, life is quite stable now.

The human race has been surrounded by countless alien races and has been holding on to the major guarded places for more than 200 years, but has not seen any trouble. There must be some background. At present, it is indeed not my turn to worry about these things.

Not long after, a girl lay on the window ridge of the guard room.

"Brother, I haven't seen you for several days, and I thought you had quit."

Yan Fan raised his eyelids and didn't want to pay much attention.

This woman is obviously greedy for her body.

How can this be done?

It is definitely just a superficial phenomenon to be greedy for your body. What the other person is really greedy for is definitely his own chromosome.

When you get married and have children, will your life return to the same state as you did in your previous life?

Whenever Yan Fan thought of this, he couldn't help but shivered.

Even if there was a natural look in the window, he could not find any feeling of being moved.

"Jing'er, you're really flirting with the little brother here." The round-faced girl walked over from the campus with a bright smile on her face.

After saying that, she had already walked to the window.

"You have no conscience, you don't know that you are not here these few days, and our classmate Ren Jing'er is almost in love with her."

"Stop talking nonsense! Who is suffering from lovesickness? I just heard that the school is very messy recently, and people often hear some strange noises at night, worried about something unexpected."

Yan Fan frowned slightly, looked at Ren Jing'er and asked, "The school is very messy? Why?"

"I can't say it either, it feels strange anyway." Ren Jinger smiled and said, "Some people say that there were supernatural events in the school, and they were very serious. Now there are still some strange associations, and there are still many people who add them. They always feel messy."

"Jing'er, you can't talk nonsense." The girl with round face said quickly, "Our Extradimensional Association is not a mess. Our President has seen the Extradimensional Gate with his own eyes..."

"That's just his nonsense, you really believe it!" Ren Jing'er couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"I think it's true." The girl with round face said weakly.

At this moment, a tall figure gradually approached from outside the school and arrived at the school gate in a few steps.

"Yan Fan, I'm back." Du Zixi waved to the guard room.

Ren Jing'er's eyes suddenly fell on Du Zixi's face, with a sense of vigilance in her eyes, like a little female cat protecting food.

Yan Fan's body, which was slumped on the rattan chair, did not move, and floated out lightly: "Come back if you come back."

Ren Jinger breathed a sigh of relief...

Du Zixi pouted and wanted to go back, but considering the environment here, she still held back.
Chapter completed!