However, judging from Tang Fan's performance, he felt that his ancestor was right, and Tang Fan probably hadn't discovered An's plan yet.

"You all want to test me, but you think of me too simply!"

Tang Fan threw his cell phone aside, went downstairs to say hello to Mo Yan, and began to retreat to draw talismans and refine elixirs.

He has experienced countless lives and deaths recently, and his talismans and poison elixirs are almost exhausted and need to be replenished as soon as possible.

Tang Fan spread the golden talisman paper on the case, picked up the red ape-tail pen, dipped it in blood-eye insect ink, silently recited the incantation, and began to draw the talisman.

Throughout the morning, Tang Fan drew hundreds of various offensive and defensive talismans, and then took out the Burning Moon Alchemy Furnace to refine pills.

Tang Fan plans to refine a batch of Zhenyuan Pills and Naling Pills, and sell them at the Fairy Market when he has time.

In fact, what he really needs now is the poison pill. It would be too wasteful to refine it separately.

He is now extremely good at the Soul-Destroying Pill and the Magic Spirit Pill, and has no time to research new varieties for the time being.

Just after finishing two furnaces, Mo Yan walked in.

"Is something wrong?"

Tang Fan opened his eyes and asked.

Mo Yan said: "Chen Yang called me. He held a charity auction tonight and invited me to participate. Do you want to go?"

Tang Fan smiled and said: "His company building was just bombed, and the charity auction was held as scheduled. Does he want to tell everyone that he is an invincible Xiaoqiang?"

"Then shall we go?"

"Of course, I will accompany you, even if you meet him officially!"

"good!"

Mo Yan stopped disturbing Tang Fan and went out to prepare.

"Xiaojiu, let's work harder, we still have some time!"
Chapter completed!