Su Fan left depressedly. When he learned that the White Tiger actually had the legendary Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Technique, he was shocked. Is that the legendary master of the immortal art possessed?

But who knew that there was only one kind of Tiangang technique in the inheritance of the White Tiger, that is, the Big and Big Ruyi, or the kind that cannot be passed down.

"Okay, your inheritance is better than the other, and each one is more stingy. I don't believe it anymore. If I work hard to practice, I can't compare to you?" Su Fan rode his bicycle back to his rental house in depressedly and went to bed directly.

...

The next day, Su Fan got up early, practiced "Ten Thousand Breathing Methods", and then opened his attribute panel. He didn't have time to read it last night, but he took a look today.

"Inheritance-Wanhua (top treasure)!"

"You can convert any recognized object into your own attributes. The current conversion rate is 55%, and you can upgrade!"

"Ten Thousand Breathing Method: Foundation Building!"

"Soul:439"

“Body:538”

"Internal Force: 538"

"Remaining treasure air value: 82"

"Slave: 0/3"

Well, the progress is pretty good. I have accumulated some treasure qi values ​​these days, but it is really difficult to enter the fourth grade of Kaishan. Not only do I have to increase all three attributes to 800, but I also have to save an additional 800 treasure qi values. Finally, I have to find three more enslavements.

It really feels like a long time.

"Comrade, keep working hard!" Su Fan encouraged himself.

Today is Saturday, and there is no need to go through the practice class, so Su Fan is preparing to go back to his hometown!

"Xiao Su, you can register directly in the Tiangong World, and you don't have to go to the monks' union specifically." Teacher Li Mu sent a message.

"Okay, I know, thank you teacher." Su Fan replied with a message and quickly logged into the Heavenly Palace World.

Su Fan walked into the Cultivator Union. Fortunately, this was in the Heavenly Palace world. Although there were many people, the Cultivator Union here occupied a very wide area, just like a large square. Everyone was warmly received and there was no need to wait at all.

"Do you need to sign up for the qualifying competition?"

"Yes!" Su Fan nodded.

"Congratulations on your successful registration. Please pay attention to the communication equipment. The Monks Union will notify you two days before the official competition!"

After Su Fan registered, he thought about it and bought two top-level communication watches. He rented a car from the Tiangong World car rental company and left Tiangong World.

My hometown is only a 40-minute drive from the county town.

After Su Fan got off the car, the money was automatically deducted.

"Our college student is back." Grandma walked up with a smile on her back and said, "What are you carrying?"

This is the ardent expectation of the family, and she hopes that Su Fan will be admitted to college, so she has been calling for college students.

"Grandma, this is a weapon. I am already a monk, just like the one mentioned on TV." Su Fan bowed down and explained.

"Oh, it's the kind of monk who can fly in the sky?" Grandma nodded repeatedly, "That's amazing, but Da Yanzi, no matter how he does, he still has to study hard and take the college entrance exam."

"I know, grandma." Su Fan nodded. Although grandma knew about the monks, she still dominated the old ideas. She was admitted to a good university and could find a good job in the future, and then have a stable income, marry and have children, and pass on the family line.

But she didn't know that every piece that Su Fan wears is valuable now. Even if he graduated from college, he found a good job with a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan. He had to work for two years without eating or drinking just a pair of shoes. What's more, the gravity tights and the dragon-patterned meteorite iron knife are something that most college graduates will never make in their lifetime.

But Su Fan knew that this was the expectation of his family for himself. No matter how well his cultivation level was, he had to take the college entrance exam. This was the dream that the old Su family had since the old man's generation.

"Grandma, where are my parents? Why aren't they at home?" Su Fan asked.

"Today I went to the ancestral home to clean it up, and I will worship my ancestors in two days." said grandma.

"Don't my dad's leg hurt? Why did he go there?" Su Fan became anxious when he heard this. "His leg is still in the recovery period. If he is injured again, it will affect his recovery."

"Grandma, then I'll go there first." Su Fan said to grandma, then ran to the ancestral home quickly, just like the wind, and suddenly disappeared from grandma's sight.

"My big family is really different." Grandma rubbed her eyes and put her hands behind her back to cook with pleasure. Her eldest grandson loves to eat big stove crusts the most, and she has to bake a pot of good crusts today.

The ancestral home is in a farmland behind the home, only about eight or nine hundred meters away.

Su Fan only took one minute to arrive at his ancestral home.

My parents, my second uncle and second aunt are packing up their things.

"Dad, why are you packing your things here? Your legs can't move around now." Su Fan quickly helped Su Jun out.

Su Jun wanted to resist, but he didn't expect that Su Fan was so powerful that he, a carpenter who had worked on the construction site for half his life, could not even break his son's hand.

"The old man has left a lot of things. When worshiping ancestors, they have to wipe them clean, otherwise they will be ugly at that time." said the father.

"Then tell me, can I just organize it?" Su Fan lowered his head and walked into the ancestral home.

The ancestral home does not have the same feeling as a large mansion on TV. It is just the most ordinary brick and tile house. It used to be just a vegetation house, but later it was blown away by a typhoon, so it simply turned into a brick and tile house.

Su Fan walked in and found that his ancestral home was almost done.

"Fanzi comes here and move this thing out first." Mom Li Yan pointed to the Feng Shui incense burner in the corner of the ancestral home.

The old man lived to be 92 years old. When he was about 80 years old, he began to believe in Feng Shui, so he specially collected some incense burners to calm Feng Shui, saying that he wanted to leave something for the Old Su family so that his descendants could enjoy their happiness.

This huge Fengshui incense burner, half a person tall, was transported back by the old man after he worked hard. When his family asked where he got it, he didn't say it or how much it cost to buy it. He didn't say it, but he kept putting the Fengshui incense burner in the middle of the Mingtang!

The house was not big at all, and now it was putting such a big thing in the middle. Everyone in the family disagreed, for fear that the old man would bump into it, but the old man was determined to put it there.

This Feng Shui Incense Burner is said to be made of brass. When transported back, it is like gold, shining with golden light. Neighbors from all directions rushed over to see the freshness.

But Su Fan was still young at that time and couldn't remember it clearly.

Later, after Su Fan remembered, the huge Feng Shui incense burner had long been covered with a layer of gray and black by incense ash, and it was difficult to wipe it off.

Su Fan grabbed the edge of the incense burner with one hand and took it out of the house directly.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Fanzi is amazing now. Such a large incense burner can cost more than 300 kilograms, right? It can be raised with just one hand." The second uncle Su Min couldn't help but exclaim.

"Brother probably will be there too." Su Fan said with a smile.

"That's a little bit too long. Last time he called and said that he was training and would probably be back in two or three months." When Uncle Er said this, he couldn't help but smile proudly on the corner of his mouth.

"That's good." Su Fan originally wanted to tell them about his elder brother's affairs with his second uncle and second aunt, but now it seems that they should know it too.

Su Fan helped clean up for almost half an hour, and the scattered objects in the ancestral home were finally arranged, and only the cleaning work was left.

My father watched Su Fan busy and couldn't help but jokingly, "Fanzi, is the knife you are carrying real or fake?"

"Of course it's true. Why am I carrying a fake one?" Su Fan put a big snakeskin bag outside the house, preparing to clean it up later.

"There must be hundreds of thousands of alloy weapons on TV." My dad sighed, "Why don't you let me see it? I haven't seen any real weapons before."

This is exactly what this saying is that no real man can resist the attraction of weapons.

"Okay, but Dad, you have to be careful." Su Fan said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I won't break this knife." Dad quickly urged, "Come on me and take it."

"I'm not afraid that you will destroy this knife. If the weapon is so easy to destroy, then what weapon is it? I'm worried that you will be injured by this knife. Don't cut down valuable things randomly. If you cut down trees, don't be hit by trees." Su Fan reminded carefully.

When the dragon-patterned meteorite iron knife was pulled out, a cold air was dissipated, which was very amazing.

Even if the blade does not touch the skin, as long as it is slightly closer, it can cut blood.

"I understand, I know, take it out and I'll take it out."

Su Fan shook his head helplessly and pulled out the dragon-patterned meteorite iron sword.

The long sword was unsheathed silently, and a biting cold spread quietly. Even though it was colder now, the big guy was still wearing warmer, and the Su Jun next to him could not help but shivered.

When the dragon-patterned meteorite iron sword was seen again, the blade body of the dragon-patterned meteorite iron sword was also covered with wrought iron patterns, and the Soviet army did not dare to take the knife.

But he couldn't help but take the attraction, so he took the knife carefully, waved it lightly twice, and then quickly returned it to Su Fan, "Fanzi, this is an amazing thing. It shouldn't be an ordinary alloy weapon, right?"

"Dad, how do you know?" Su Fan put his knife in the sheath, and the chill that lingers around his body slowly dissipated.

"Your dad is a carpenter and he's been mingling with tools all day long. Although he has never seen those alloy weapons, he can always know something after the introduction. You didn't even sound at all. I can still feel the coldness and chill. It's not simple." Su Jun said smacking his lips, "You must be careful, don't hurt people."

"Dad, you really have this vision!" Su Fan gave a thumbs up, "Come on, let you see the power of this knife, otherwise I guess you can keep thinking about this."

As he said that, Su Fan helped his father walk to the ditch next to his ancestral home and picked a poplar tree as thick as a bowl.

"Dad, just stand here and don't get closer." Su Fan asked his dad to stand by the roadside, while he approached the poplar trees, "Look at it."

Su Fan pulled out the dragon-patterned meteorite iron knife, scratched it casually, then put the knife into the sheath, and turned around and left.

There was no movement in the poplar tree.

Su Jun thought his son was just doing something a little, but he didn't use much energy after all, but unexpectedly the next scene made him open his mouth wide.

I saw that the poplar tree slowly fell behind Su Fan and finally smashed the ground with a bang.

"Is it going to fall?" Su Jun widened his eyes in disbelief. He clearly saw Su Fan without any effort, so he cut off a poplar tree as thick as a bowl?

Such a big noise made my mother, uncle and aunt who were still in the ancestral home, run out quickly.

"Why did this poplar tree fall?"

Su Fan winked at his father, and Su Jun pointed at Yangshu and opened his mouth, but said nothing.

When my mother and the others returned to their ancestral home to clean up, Su Jun pulled Lasufan, "Fanzi, you must be careful with this knife, you can't hurt anyone." He reminded him again, for fear that his son would accidentally hurt someone and even sue him.

"Don't worry, I have a question." Su Fan helped his father back to the door of the ancestral home, and he entered the ancestral home to continue to help clean it up.

"Fanzi, don't come in again. The room is small, and you are so big that you squeeze in. Go and wipe the big incense burner outside." said my mother.

"Okay!" Su Fan took a piece of cloth.

But Su Fan wiped it for a long time and found that the black stains on the Feng Shui incense burner could not be erased at all.

"Mom, this incense burner cannot be cleaned." Su Fan shouted.

"Just wipe the dust outside, you can't even scratch the black thing with a knife." Li Yan said.

"Then I'll try it!" Su Fan pulled out the dragon-patterned meteorite iron knife. The ordinary knife might not be able to scrape it off, but his sword is a treasure weapon, and there is no reason not to be removed.

"bite!"
Chapter completed!