Mr. Wu Liu's expression froze.
He actually refused
This is the inheritance of the heaven-level magic formation, and it is the best shortcut to becoming a magic formation master!
If this array map had been exposed to the outside world, countless people would have risked their lives and brains just to get a glimpse of it.
But now.
This young man with a pretty face refused him without even thinking about it
At the same time, he still had a look of disgust on his face, as if he was trying to avoid him, fearing that if he refused slowly, he would get bad luck.
What is going on in this world? Can he still meet some normal humans with normal thinking
Mr. Wuliu was hurt.
For the first time in hundreds of years, he was so proactive and enthusiastic about giving away his inheritance, and why was he rejected by others!
Now, where can he go to reason
Yang Fan grinned.
"Since my cousin doesn't want it, just give it to me. Speaking of which, I haven't seen what the formation looks like, so I'd like to take this opportunity to open my eyes."
Yang Fan didn't dislike it at all.
Regardless of whether it is valuable or not, he is safe in pocket. Even if he doesn't use it himself, he can always find someone who can use it in the future.
Many people should like the inheritance of the heaven-level magic array.
As for whether Mr. Wuliu has other people's thoughts or conspiracies, Yang Fan is not worried at all.
There were just shadows of souls on the left and right, and he really wished that the old man would take the initiative to send them to his door.
In other words, the mental will just now allowed him to gain more than 6,000 points of mental experience, not even 10,000 points, which is really pitiful.
It's a pity that the old man thought it was too fast and was too stingy. Now he doesn't have any mental willpower to let go anymore. It's very disappointing.
Hearing Yang Fan's words, Mr. Wu Liu's eyes twitched and he politely refused: "Isn't it necessary? Young friend Yang Fan's attainments in the illusion array have reached a perfect level. He can condense the array by himself. There is really no need. Again… "
"I said, I just want to experience it." Yang Fan interrupted Mr. Wu Liu with a chuckle, and said quietly: "Since it is my reward for clearing the level, the old gentleman shouldn't refuse this small request of mine, right? "
The more the old man refused, the more curious Yang Fan became.
When he just said that he wanted to pass it on to cousin Wang Zhe, the old man was not so pushy and obstructive.
But now, when it was Yang Fan's turn, this girl started to push him away in every possible way, with obvious reluctance.
Who can believe that there is nothing fishy in this
Could it be that this old man is just like the stinky Yuanling on cousin Wang Zhe's head, that he is also an appearance-obsessed person who likes to judge people by their appearance
"this… "
Mr. Wuliu looked hesitant. The inheritance of the array diagram requires establishing spiritual channels between each other. His shadow needs to enter the sea of consciousness space of the recipient to personally deepen the inheritance of the array diagram.
If it is a pretty boy like Wang Zhe, Mr. Wuliu will naturally have no scruples. He is just a mental loser who has only drunk less than a third of the Qianmen. His consciousness sea space and soul strength must be pitifully weak. He poses no threat.
But this is not necessarily the case for Yang Fan.
This is a ruthless man who can drink a whole cup of Daqianmen in one gulp. His consciousness sea space must have exceeded more than 30,000 square kilometers. No one can accurately estimate the strength of the soul and the origin of the soul.
If Yang Fan's spiritual soul is stronger than his spiritual soul shadow, if he gets in so rashly, it will be a wolf entering the tiger's mouth, and it will be difficult to get out.
Mr. Wu Liu didn't have the slightest confidence in Yang Fan's character.
"Oops! Why do I suddenly have a stomachache? Maybe I drank too much spiritual tea just now. Please let me go and take a moment!"
Mr. Wu Liu suddenly covered his head and wanted to make an excuse to escape.
In any case, he would not dare to enter Yang Fan's sea of consciousness space easily. It was too dangerous and he hadn't lived enough yet.
The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched, you are just a ghost, not even an entity. Where does your stomach and pain come from
"Old sir, if you have a stomachache, wouldn't you be more talkative by holding your stomach?"
Mr. Wu Liu hurriedly put a hand on his stomach, looked at Yang Fan sincerely, and said thank you: "Thank you for reminding me, little friend. I am really old, and my brain, hands and feet can't keep up. Only then did I realize that it turns out that Not only does my stomach hurt, but my head also starts to hurt. Ouch, it hurts me so much!"
"It's really not possible anymore. I have to go for a while. You two kids, please help yourself and take your leave!"
As he spoke, Mr. Wuliu covered his head with one hand and his stomach with the other, and trotted tremblingly, running ten thousand meters away in the blink of an eye.
That's right.
That's 10,000 meters away.
The few simple scenery at the top that could be seen at a glance just now began to expand infinitely the moment Mr. Wuliu started running away.
Outside the pavilion, there are mountains, rivers and jungles, and it is so vast that you can't see the edge.
The figure of Mr. Wuliu just jumped out of the pavilion and went directly into the nearby woods. When he reappeared, he was already on the top of the mountain thousands of miles away.
"You have a guilty conscience, this old man really has a conspiracy!"
Wang Zhe stared at Mr. Wu Liu's escape speed with his mouth agape and sighed softly.
I can run so fast even though I have a stomachache. How can I be a liar
"Yeah, he must have no good intentions." Yang Fan nodded in agreement: "This bad old man just thinks that our brothers are easy to bully, so he has been trying his best to fool us."
That array diagram is definitely not a real reward for completing the level.
This black-hearted old man must have deprived them of their benefits again.
"However, as long as I'm here, he can't run away!" Yang Fan smiled softly and said quietly: "Cousin, let's see how I can catch him back!"
Wang Zhe trembled with fright and quickly stopped him: "Don't! Cousin, you have to figure it out. Although the old man doesn't seem like a good person, he is a king after all. The pressure of his will just now can be You’re not kidding!”
"Since he has a guilty conscience and has escaped secretly, let's not continue to tease him to death, okay?"
That one blow just now stimulated Wang Zhe's little heart so much that he didn't jump out, and then dragged him back. What if the old man became angry and really wanted to fight them to the death
Can't afford it!
No matter how great the opportunity is, no matter how many benefits there are, it is not as important as the lives of their two cousins.
"Don't worry, cousin, I'm measured." Yang Fan gave Wang Zhe a calm look, "That guy is just a shadow of the soul of a king-level strongman left here. The mental power just now Pressure is nothing more than a fake power, it cannot last long and does not pose any threat to us."
As he spoke, Yang Fan waved his hand, and the surrounding environment immediately changed.
The vast mountains, rivers and dense forests, the empty sky and the gentle breeze and bright sun all collapsed and disappeared at this moment.
Everything seemed to be back to square one.
Pavilion, rockery, stone table, teapot, ancient pines and clear spring.
It's still the same ancient mountain forest path, and Yang Fan, Wang Zhe and Mr. Wu Liu are still sitting opposite each other.
Mr. Wu Liu looked confused.
He glanced at Yang Fan timidly and smiled awkwardly: "Look, let me tell you that Yang Fan's attainments in the realm of illusion are already as good as mine. In just a short time, he broke my illusion." The formation is truly amazing.”
If Yang Fan was still a little behind him before, now, Mr. Wu Liu has clearly felt that the gap between Yang Fan and him is shrinking rapidly. Now, it is no longer just a little behind, but only a slight difference. .
Mr. Wu Liu even suspected that if Yang Fan was given some more time, Yang Fan's level of magic formation would even surpass him and ride on the neck of his old senior.
"He is indeed a genius, I really can't accept it!"
Mr. Wuliu extended his thumb to Yang Fan and kept praising him, as if he had resigned himself to his fate and would never mention the pain in his neck, head or stomach.
"In this case, little friend Yang Fan doesn't need my inheritance of the formation diagram. Specific rules and regulations will restrict your genius thinking. I can't be a stumbling block on your way to the magic formation."
"I'm preaching to you now. It's not helping you. It's causing trouble for you. It's hurting you! I've always had a noble heart and will never do such a dirty thing! Even if you beat me to death today, I will never do it. I will never pass on the formation map to you again!"
Mr. Wu Liu put on a righteous and awe-inspiring attitude, as if I was thinking about you.
Anyway.
No matter life or death, he didn't want to enter Yang Fan's consciousness space, and he didn't want to give the inheritance of the array diagram to Yang Fan.
"Is that really so?" Yang Fan curled his lips and chuckled, "Are you unwilling to pass on my formation diagram, or are you afraid to enter my soul consciousness sea?"
The minimum requirement for drinking a cup of ninth-level spiritual tea is that the sea of consciousness has a space of 30,000 kilometers. Yang Fan believes that as the owner of the ninth-level spiritual tea, Mr. Wu Liu will be more aware of the meaning of the big Qianmen he just drank a whole cup of. What are you wearing
Therefore, it is not difficult to guess why this old gentleman would choose Wang Zhe, who was not very talented in spiritual power, and was unwilling to give the formation inheritance to Yang Fan.
"The reason why you chose cousin Wang Zhe as the inheritance object is probably not An's good intention, right?"
Yang Fan squinted his eyes and looked at Mr. Wuliu sternly: "Cousin Wang Zhe's mental talent is limited, his sea of consciousness is not wide, and his soul origin is relatively weak. Whether it is swallowing and controlling, or parasitizing and seizing the body, it will be much more convenient and easier, isn't it? "
Mr. Wuliu's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice with an unhappy face: "Young friend Yang Fan, you can't slander my innocence like this for such baseless things!"
"I, Mr. Wuliu, have been upright and aboveboard throughout my life, and I have never bothered to do those things that involve cheating and committing crimes!"
"What's devouring and controlling, what's parasitic and seizing the body, don't say I don't understand it, even if I really know something about it, I would never bother to do it!"
Upright and awe-inspiring, your words are clear!
It seems that there is indeed a group of people who are upright and upright.
"Really?" Yang Fan curled his lips: "In that case, how about inviting the old gentleman to talk to the younger generation about it?"
As he spoke, Yang Fan thought, and two spiritual chains glowing with pale golden light flew out directly from his forehead. Without any explanation, they directly wrapped around Mr. Wu Liu's ghostly soul, dragging him into his sea of consciousness between the lightning and flint. in space.
(End of chapter)