Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 60 Golem
In early autumn, gusts of wind blew, mixed with water vapor from the river, and the temperature was a little cool.

The Qingcang River is boundless and mighty.

At first glance, the water on the river seems to be still, but the occasional eddies make it clear that the waves are treacherous.

Su Fan stood at the bow of the boat, and there were occasional shadows of sails shaking on the river.

The Cangshan Mountain is far away, but there is no trace; the sky and the earth are vast, and you travel alone, and the meaning of a vast expanse arises spontaneously!

After leaving Sishui Ferry, Su Fan didn't dare to make too much noise, and once again disguised himself as a mortal and returned to Luqu County.

I chartered a cargo ship and headed north along the Qingcang River.

The owner of this boat was a father and son, who transported goods on the Qingcang River, and brought a few guests along on weekdays.

The boats have been sailing on the Qingcang River for several days without stopping day and night.

"Guest officer, the fish is ready..."

Su Fan turned around, and saw the captain carrying a large porcelain basin into his cabin.

The captain put down the porcelain basin, walked out of the cabin and greeted Su Fan with a smile, then turned around and secretly looked at his back.

This guest officer looked very thin, but his appetite was amazing. This big pot of stewed fish was enough for the two of them to eat for several days.

Su Fan walked into the cabin, sat on the desk, and took out a bottle of wine from the storage bag.

He bought this at the wharf in Luqu County. It is not a famous wine, but bought by people who have been sailing on the river all year round. The characteristic is strong.

The large porcelain basin on the desk is two feet in diameter, and several fat river fish are stewed in it.

The owner's skill is average, but he is willing to cut the ingredients. The thick oily red sauce tastes special.

Su Fan picked up the jug, raised his head and took a sip.

"hiss……"

The wine was like a ball of fire, scratching his throat painfully.

In this season, take a sip and you will feel hot all over.

This big pot of stewed fish was devoured by Su Fan, not even a fishbone was left.

Su Fan patted his stomach, he was probably [-]% full.

There was no way, he didn't want to take out Lingmi, and the little grain on the boat wasn't enough for him to feed him for two days.

Fortunately, on the river, the boat owner can catch some river fish every day, or he can only eat dried meat.

Su Fan sat down cross-legged and began to practice the second layer of "Heavenly Demon Saint Body Art".

The Dao Seed in the body suddenly spun.

Like the hot breath that was pouring into the stream, it scurry unscrupulously in his body.

As the exercises were performed over and over again, the manic evil spirit began to follow the trajectory of the exercises, constantly refining his skin, fascia, bones and blood marrow, as if being licked by flames.

The evil spirit entered the sea of ​​consciousness, tempering his spirit over and over again.

No matter how painful the physical body is, he can grit his teeth and endure it.

But the taste of evil spirits destroying the soul is too painful.

It was as if thousands of steel needles were constantly stirring in his brain, and he was about to die.

I don't know how long it took for Su Fan to slowly finish his work.

At this moment, his body was almost numb, and his hands and feet were already numb.

After resting for a while, Su Fan opened the game panel.

Celestial Demon Body Art (Tier 38): 200/[-]
The progress of the cultivation is really fast, but the process is too painful, it is like purgatory.

No matter what, let's complete the second level of cultivation first.

After suffering so many crimes, no matter what, he must achieve the "Pure Yang Dharma Body".

Su Fan sighed, and then took out the magic sword from the storage bag.

During those few days in the Modron, he finally found a clue on this sword.

Now this dharma sword is becoming more and more black as ink.

Although the dense spell patterns on the sword body are still not very clear, they have revealed a lot.

Su Fan guessed that it should be related to beheading a large number of foreign demons.

Because every time an alienated demon is killed, there will be a faint light flashing on the magic sword.

If it is really related to demons, then this sword is quite old.

At least it can be traced back to the era when Da Luotian invaded the cultivation world.

Su Fan didn't take it seriously, anyway, no matter how you looked at it, this sword didn't look like a magic weapon.

Since it is easy to use, then continue to use it.

He put the dharma sword into the storage bag, and took out several storage bags, all of which were seized from the people of Luo Tianjiao.

The largest five-party storage bag came from the leader of Luo Tianjiao.

There are more than 1000 spirit stones, including more than [-] middle-grade spirit stones.

There were only two magical artifacts, both of which were low-grade magical artifacts that Su Fan didn't like, and they were exchanged for spirit stones.

There were more than a dozen bottles of pills, dozens of talismans, and some miscellaneous things left, none of which could catch Su Fan's eyes.

The other storage bags are even more shabby, and there are only more than three hundred spirit stones.

Pills, talismans, etc., can't be sold for a few dollars in the market.

The people of Luo Tianjiao are just a bunch of poor people.

Su Fan put everything into the storage bag, leaving only one golem.

Although he couldn't name the golem, he knew it was an extraterritorial demon just by looking at its appearance.

The golem is only about three inches high, and there is no visible material.

His whole body was covered with bone armor and bone spurs, his weird face was extremely strange, his mouth was open, revealing a pair of ferocious fangs.

There are a few strange characters engraved on the front, and the rest of the place is densely packed with strange patterns, similar to those on the modron altar.

It seems to have been dusty for a long time, and it looks bleak.

There are fine cracks all over some places, and the age must be tens of thousands of years old.

Su Fan thought for a while, then took out the magic sword from the storage bag.

He put the magic sword on the golem, and the mutation happened.

In the eyes of the golem, there was endless black smoke, as if it was still wailing in a low voice.

Black air continuously flowed out, and was swallowed up by the magic sword in an instant.

"Om..."

The golem vibrated violently, as if a trace of aura had been born, and it had intertwined with a certain distant aura.

Su Fan only felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes watching him in the dark.

But in just an instant, that feeling disappeared.

Su Fan breathed a sigh of relief, it was so scary.

At this time, the dharma sword in his hand seemed to tremble happily, and the light on the sword flickered a few times, and then calmed down.

Su Fan glanced at the golem in his hand, it was cracked into several pieces.

He stood up and walked out of the cabin, throwing the remains of the golem into the Qingcang River.

This Luotian religion should not be that simple, it may have some connection with the Great Luotian outside the territory.

Just as Su Fan was about to enter the cabin, his eyes suddenly froze.

When he turned around, he saw a few monks who were driving magical weapons roaring towards the sky in the distance.

Su Fan was a little nervous, maybe he was coming for him.

The figures of several black-robed monks galloped across the river.

In this world, cultivators, regardless of whether they are immortals or demons, rarely show their faces in the mortal world.

Judging by their clothes, they should be disciples of a certain magic sect.

After a while, several figures whizzed past in the air.

Several waves of monks circled around for a while before leaving.

Su Fan took a deep breath. These demon disciples should have sensed the aura of the golem just now.

You can't be so rash in the future.

And that Luo Tianjiao, if we meet him in the future, we should stay away.

State of Zhao, Longjiang County, Qionghua Mansion.

Not far from the pier, the crowd bee chrysalis.

Cargo ships full of salt, tea, grain and other goods gathered here.

Not far away is an extremely magnificent ancient city, with a city wall more than three feet high standing on the river bank, which has experienced vicissitudes and is extremely solemn.

The huge city gate stands tall, and there is a lot of traffic in front of the gate. Teams of Kong Wu's powerful guards set up barriers. A large number of convoys and horse teams gather here, pouring in, showing the prosperity of this place.

Su Fan jumped off the cargo ship and followed the crowd into the city.

He wandered around the city, walked the streets and alleys, spent more than two hours, and ate all the well-known restaurants in Qionghua Mansion.

After eating a few tables of banquets, this is considered to be a full stomach.

Su Fan found several well-known wine shops in the city and bought dozens of jars of spirits.

As a city built by Yihe, even at night, it is still full of people.

There are many pedestrians and traffic in the city.

In the Linjiang tea shop, the waiter graciously opened the curtain and invited Su Fan in.

Entering the teahouse, a gust of steaming heat hits the face.

There were buzzing noises and chatter in my ears, and it was very lively.

Su Fan found a table, ordered some refreshments, and listened to the chatter of the people around him.

I will soon return to the world of comprehension, and I don’t know when I will return to the secular world.

It will be difficult to find such a down-to-earth place in the future.

At this time, Su Fan felt that someone was looking at him.

He turned his head calmly, and saw an old man at the next table looking at him with a smile.

(End of this chapter)