The reason why the Zhao family was able to establish a foothold in the Divine Realm and rank in the top ten was because of this.
In fact, it was also due to the various strange techniques that the Zhao family had mastered.
To put it bluntly, it was because their imagination was too wild, resulting in the increase of all kinds of strange knowledge.
Then, based on the foundation of the Heavenly Dao, they developed some strange spells …
Some of these spells were very strong, but some were also very weak.
After many years of experimentation, the head of the Zhao family had naturally mastered countless "strange spells".
Although Zhao Qingxian was his legitimate son, he was ignorant and incompetent.
However, because he was ignorant and incompetent, even though he had inherited many things from him, most of them were just second-rate weapons.
At this moment, Zhao Qingxian, who had swapped his soul into Fan Xing's body, was slightly at a loss for what to do in front of him.
Fan Xing's facial features were passable.
But as a man …
He lacked "important equipment".
It still wouldn't work.
However, after the Temporary Soul Swapping Spell was activated, it couldn't be used repeatedly. He had to wait for the spell to expire before his body would automatically switch back …
However, Zhao Qingxian couldn't wait any longer.
He pulled out the various infusion tubes in his body and picked up the storage ring on the ground.
This ring had been deliberately thrown in the corner by Zhao Qingxian before he swapped bodies. Although he had swapped bodies, the soul in Fan Xing's body was still Zhao Qingxian.
Therefore, opening the storage ring was simply a piece of cake.
Zhao Qingxian took out a Heavenly Restoration Pill that was worth one billion immortal gold bars.
He sneered. "A mere miscellaneous cultivator from Earth, you've really lucked out …"
He threw the pill into his stomach, and a warm stream of spiritual power flowed out of his blood vessels, nourishing his whole body and repairing his damaged body.
Zhao Qingxian could clearly feel that his body's condition was improving.
This was a life-saving medicine that he had brought down from the Divine Realm. He had brought a total of six pills. As long as he wasn't instantly killed by a palm strike and was still breathing, this pill would be able to save his life …
Although Fan Xing's physical condition was somewhat bad, with all the fractures and meridians in his body.
Although they had all been reconnected, to recover from such injuries, with the current level of spiritual medicine on Earth, even if he used the best medicinal herbs to nourish himself every day …
Without two years of recuperation, it was impossible to recover to the standard of a normal person.
But now, a single medicinal pill from Zhao Qingxian had instantly healed his injuries.
He was still absorbing the medicine, but Zhao Qingxian could already feel that he had regained his ability to move.
Then, he pulled up his pants to take a look, and there was still some disappointment on his face. "Even such a miraculous medicine can't regenerate my organs …"
However, Zhao Qingxian had mastered many strange techniques, so it was not completely impossible to repair it.
"Looks like I have to make a deal with the River God."
He thought of a secret technique. Although it was risky, it was worth a try.
In any case, this body wasn't his right now.
If it really didn't work, he could just wait for the time limit to run out and choose someone else to swap bodies with …
…
Elsewhere, at the entrance of Lotus Sun's villa, a handsome monk was paying a visit by the huge fountain.
Auntie Qiu, who was cleaning in front of the door, bowed very politely when faced with the monk who suddenly appeared. She smiled and said, "Master, if you are here to solicit alms, please follow me."
"As expected of Miss Lotus Sun's subordinate."
Monk Jin Deng performed a Buddhist salute. He had always been polite to well-educated people.
"Master, you know my young mistress?"
"My Dharma name is Golden Lamp. Please inform her that I have something important to discuss with Miss Sun."
So it was the young mistress's friend.
Qiu Shuyun marveled inwardly at her young mistress's wide circle of friends.
"Please wait a moment, Master." Auntie Qiu nodded.
She immediately went to the door and raised the internal telephone to confirm the situation with Lotus Sun.
In less than half a minute, Auntie Qiu had received a definite answer. She strolled over to the monk and invited him in.
…
The monk was brought directly to Lotus Sun's room by Aunt Qiu.
Inside, the young girl was sitting on the sofa, and two maids were placing vegetarian pastries and tea on the coffee table.
Their movements were swift, and it didn't take long for them to finish arranging everything for the reception.
"Leave us. No one is allowed to come in until I call for you," Lotus Sun ordered.
"Yes."
The two maids bowed and then quickly retreated.
When there were no outsiders in the room, the monk said, "Miss Sun is still as considerate and thoughtful as ever. Seeing that Miss Sun's complexion has returned to normal, this monk is also much more relieved. "
"Master, please sit down."
Lotus Sun maintained a smile on her face. "I'm grateful for everything you've done for me that I'm safe and sound this time, Master! I will definitely repay you in the future! "
"What I've done is insignificant. If Miss Sun wants to thank someone, you should thank Ling Zhenren. "The monk smiled." A monk doesn't ask for anything in return. I didn't come here this time to ask for a gift in return, Miss Sun. "
"May I ask what is it, Master?" Lotus Sun asked.
"This humble monk came here this time to ask what kind of magic artifact Miss Sun wants."
"Magic artifact?"
"Miss Sun, have you forgotten? You're the champion of this year's Battle Sect face-shaping competition, and the first person to pinch Ling Zhenren's face. "As soon as the monk said this, two streams of steam whistled out of the young girl's ears like dragons.
But very quickly, the young girl's rapidly rising temperature returned to normal under the effect of the spell.
Sun Yinger emerged from the state of a shadow and turned into a real body. She suddenly appeared beside the girl and lay on the girl's knees with her limbs spread out. "Monk Jin Deng, I think you should just buy an electric fan for Rongrong! That way I won't have to use the Cooling Spell on her every day! "
"Ying 'er … don't be rude!" Sun Yinger's blunt personality had always been a headache for Lotus Sun.
"You don't have to pay so much attention to etiquette in front of this humble monk." The monk smiled.
He looked Sun Yinger up and down.
If it weren't for the difference in hair color and personality …
When the two of them sat side by side, the monk felt like he was looking at a pair of twins.
"Miss Sun can have whatever kind of magic artifact you want. This humble monk can do most of them. " At that moment, the monk glanced at her. "How about this, this humble monk can give Miss Sun a few directions."
"Directions?"
"Yes." The monk nodded. "Magic artifacts can be classified into three types based on their functions. Offensive magic artifacts, defensive magic artifacts, and auxiliary magic artifacts. This humble monk has just deduced that Miss Sun might need an auxiliary magic artifact. "
"What do you mean, Master?" Lotus Sun asked curiously.
"Doesn't Miss Ying 'er have low back pain? This humble monk can create a magic artifact to relieve it," the monk said.
"But Ying 'er's low back pain was caused by Wang Ying's Wall-Tapping Spell."
"Although this humble monk has blessed Miss Sun's body, that doesn't mean she can do whatever she wants. What does that have to do with me … "
The monk said seriously, "Then is Miss Sun so sure that she won't hurt in the future …"
Lotus Sun: "?"
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