"When returning to the Huangzu, everyone else was slaughtered by the strange beast in the God Transformation Realm. Now I am the only one who is left to survive.????                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

His miserable appearance is really not a false act. It is all traces of his own battle, but it has nothing to do with the magical beast.

"Where is Bei Mingyu?" Bei Ming Chenghuang asked urgently.

"Yu Zu... was buried in the hand of the magical beast." Du Fan replied with a hint of sadness and lingering fear.

"You, go check Bei Mingyu's natal lamp!" Bei Ming Chenghuang's face turned gloomy, and he suddenly turned around and ordered a member of the Nascent Soul tribe.

"Yes." The face of the Nascent Soul clan was also very ugly. After responding, he immediately flew away.

Bei Ming Chenghuang glanced at the old man's Nascent Soul villain, and after his eyes flashed, he looked at Du Fan again and said, "Tell me about the past and after this trip. The more detailed the better, the better, there must be no left."

"Yes, Huang Zu... After Yu Zu took us into the cave, he first arrived at a place similar to an underground crystal palace through an ice path of about ten miles long, and then..."

Du Fan slowly told everything that was born into the forbidden land according to the other party's words. Except for the innate supreme magic weapon, and the battle between him and Yu Zu, and the transformation of flowers and wood into the god-turning beast that took the blame, everything else was basically true.

After about one stick of incense, Du Fan had just finished speaking, and the Nascent Soul clan member who had left before happened to return at this time.

"Reporting to the Emperor Huang, Yu Zu's natal lamp... has indeed been extinguished."

Bei Ming Chenghuang closed his eyes when he heard this, with a feeling of sadness.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and said to a Nascent Soul clan member: "Calculate the things he has obtained in the forbidden land, and then arrange for him to go back to the Fourth Ring Road... In addition, assigning them two thousand family contribution points to each. In this case, it is a miracle to be able to come back alive."

After giving the order, Bei Ming Chenghuang turned into a breeze and disappeared in an instant.

...

A few days later, Du Fan returned to his residence in the Fourth Ring Road, but saw a man waiting here early, his neighbor, Qiu Yunzi.

A few days ago, Du Fan left the Third Ring Road and rushed back day and night, so he did not deal with the injuries left on his body. At this moment, his miserable appearance was naturally visible to Qiu Yunzi.

"The family mission cycle in the holy land will not be too long. Calculate the day, and it is almost the next two days that Fellow Daoist Du will be able to come back. I have been waiting here." Qiu Yunzi said, his eyes began to flash, and then he tentatively said: "With Fellow Daoist Du's ability, it is a rare enemy in the Nascent Soul Realm, but now he is injured like this. Could it be that he encountered a god-transforming existence during the mission?"

"Why, City Lord Qiu is very concerned about Du's injuries?"

"That's natural. Although I haven't been with fellow Daoist Du for a long time, I have always admired fellow Daoist Du's ability and character, and now I have attracted you as a confidant... By the way, I have a few bottles of healing medicines that have been treasured for many years, which may be of some help to your injuries." Qiu Yunzi said this, with a very sincere attitude, but the "healing medicines" he said had not been taken out for a long time, but he just stared at Du Fan with his eyes flashing, as if he wanted to see something from the other party.

Du Fan glanced at Qiu Yunzi and said lightly: "Du is indeed seriously injured. He is afraid that one of his combat power will not be saved. However, he can barely retain the level of transforming the gods in half a step. I think it is enough in this fourth ring. As for the bottles of healing medicines that have been treasured for many years, it must be priceless things. I think you should keep them yourself. Du's injury will not cause trouble to City Lord Qiu."

Before Qiu Yunzi could say something, Du Fan continued, "Before leaving last time, I asked you to think about something carefully. So many days have passed, has the City Lord Qiu figured it out?"

"this……"

After a change in the face of the clouds and clearness, Qiu Yunzi breathed a long sigh, as if he had made up his mind and said, "Forget it, I don't tell lies in front of the real person. When I left Xingcheng, I did have a trick. For this reason, Daoist Du specially moved the mansion here. I asked myself that my strength was far inferior to Daoist Du, so there was nothing to say. I just wanted to admit defeat.

I am willing to make a vow to prove that I will send a lot of treasures, spirit stones, etc. from the Star City to the house of Daoist Du. I will never get involved in it. I only hope that Daoist Du will remember the good fate of you and me that day, and will not blame this matter for the past.

To be honest, I am not depressed to make a wedding dress for a person like Fellow Daoist Du.”

Du Fan was quite satisfied with this, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "It's so good. Lord Qiu is not an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator. Besides, distant relatives are not as good as neighbors. Du is willing to make friends with you, but you have also seen Du's situation. You need to go into seclusion immediately and heal your wounds. You can only wait until the sun comes out of seclusion before you can drink and reminisce about the past."

When Qiu Yunzi heard this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He immediately bowed to Du Fan and said, "Then I will not disturb fellow Daoist Du's retreat. I wish fellow Daoist Du to return to his heyday as soon as possible."

"Thank you for your good words."

...

Stepping into the gate, Du Fan immediately opened all the magic circles and restrictions arranged in the courtyard, and then headed straight to the secret room.

...

Half a year later, Du Fan, who was sitting cross-legged in the secret room, slowly opened his eyes.

"It took half a year and finally my injuries were completely restored. My cultivation level returned to the peak. It's time to find a place to refine the two swords."

Du Fan said to himself, then his figure shook and he rushed out of the door.

...

The land of the Fourth Ring Road of the North Ming Dynasty, Ningque Pavilion.

At a service location, Du Fan consulted the deacon staff: "In the holy land, is there a place that can be used exclusively for tribe members to refine weapons?"

"Yes, depending on the level of the refining location and the length of the refining time, you can use it as long as you pay the corresponding family contribution points. Of course, the premise is that there is free." The Foundation Establishment Deacon replied.

Du Fan pondered for a moment and said, "The refining location should be of the highest level. Please check it for me and have free time."

The foundation-building deacon took out a magic tool, and after some operation, he bowed to Du Fan and replied: "Congratulations, senior, there is still an idle place for the highest level of weapon refining. Senior, do you plan to use it now?"

"Yes, it's time to set half a month. How many contribution points do you need?"

"The rent for the refining location here is a contribution point of 100 families, and half a month is 1,500 points. If the senior thinks there is no problem, please show the identity crystal." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!