Mr. Wu Liu runs extremely fast.
He knew that this was Yang Fan's sea of consciousness space, and no matter how hard he ran, he couldn't escape.
But his survival instinct told him that every second he could run was a second, and every moment he could survive was every moment.
He is a very pragmatic person.
Just like in the illusion outside, he knew that his illusion could not be hidden from Yang Fan, who was also in the Great Perfection state, but he still made the final effort without hesitation.
This is Mr. Wu Liu’s desire to survive.
Every time he escaped for his life, he was very serious.
"Escape again?"
"Why bother?"
"Why bother?"
Yang Fan looked at Mr. Wuliu speechlessly, who had run out of sight. Now he began to admire the old man a little, even if he knew it was a dead end, he could still run so hard every time.
Cherish your life to the point of perseverance.
It’s really worth learning, isn’t it
"You used the soul refining technique on the origin of the soul of Mr. Wu Liu, the peak king level (incomplete), and the soul refining was successful. The soul origin of Mr. Wu Liu, the peak king level (incomplete), was partially intercepted and refined. The eighth-grade soul refining golden elixir + 10, mental power +20, skill proficiency +2.”
"You used the soul refining technique on the soul origin of Mr. Wu Liu, the peak king level (incomplete), and the soul refining was successful. The soul origin of Mr. Wu Liu, the peak king level (incomplete), was partially intercepted and refined. The eighth-grade soul refining pill +20 , mental power +20, skill proficiency +2.”
“…”
"You used the soul refining technique on the soul origin of Mr. Wu Liu, the peak king level (incomplete), and the soul refining was successful. The soul origin of Mr. Wu Liu, the peak king level (incomplete), was partially intercepted and refined. The sixth-grade soul refining pill +20 , mental power +20, skill proficiency +2.”
Only for a moment.
Yang Fan used the Soul Refining Technique four times in succession on Mr. Wu Liu who was still escaping. Each time he used it, Mr. Wu Liu's ghost shadow would become thinner. When he used it for the fourth time, the soul of Mr. Wu Liu would become thinner. There is really only one shadow left.
Mr. Wuliu, whose soul was almost close to reality before, was directly knocked back to his original form and turned into a real ghost shadow.
The body's adjustment and movement stopped abruptly.
He stood there blankly, with a confused expression and a stiff posture, as if he no longer knew what fear was.
"about there."
Yang Fan looked at the dozens of extra soul refining pills of all levels in the storage space, with a satisfied smile on his face.
It was beyond Yang Fan's expectation that he could get so many soul refining pills from a ghost shadow.
You must know that the soul refining pills that were refined from the soul source of a true king-level peak person like Cui Zhou were only a few more ninth-grade soul refining pills than this.
Mr. Wuliu, on the other hand, is just a fragmented phantom of his soul. He is extremely lucky to have such a harvest.
A wave.
The remaining shadow of Mr. Wuliu was pulled onto the boat by Yang Fan. The water was rippling but the tea was still there.
Mr. Wu Liu sat opposite Yang Fan, looking curiously at Yang Fan and everything around him.
"It's actually 88% true. It seems that Taoist friend is also a magic formation master like Pindao!"
The old god of Mr. Wuliu was there, looking at Yang Fan with an air of immortality, and asked softly.
"I just don't know why my Taoist friend called Pindao here?"
Yang Fan was a little confused.
Poor person
Fellow
What kind of weird name is this? Could it be that Mr. Wu Liu's true identity in the outside world is actually a Taoist priest
"Old sir, don't you remember what happened before?" Yang Fan inquired.
Mr. Wu Liu shook his head slightly: "I don't know what my friend is talking about, but I am very sure that I have never met my friend before."
very good.
Speak calmly.
There are no abnormal fluctuations in the soul.
The rigid and dull state in his eyes is also natural.
Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction.
Regardless of whether the old man has really lost his independent personality or is pretending to be acting with him here, for Yang Fan, this is enough.
The four soul refining spells directly cut off Mr. Wu Liu's more than 400 years of continuous practice and accumulation. Now, even if he still has sanity, he no longer has the ability to seize bodies and devour other people's souls.
After all, he is the gatekeeper, and he holds in his hands the spiritual inheritance of the illusion master, as well as the chance supply of the ninth-level spiritual tea in the last level.
Although Yang Fan is greedy, he is not so immoral that he would cut off other people's inheritance and deny others a way out.
Of course, more importantly.
Yang Fan was worried about the connection between the ghost shadow here and a certain big boss in reality. If he accidentally killed the shadow completely, it would be very troublesome after leaving the martial arts secret realm.
A shadow can become so powerful. It is not difficult to imagine how powerful his real body will be in reality.
Yang Fan didn't dare to make this bet, he also cherished his life and had a desire to survive.
"Very good!" Yang Fan thought, and the two of them returned to the illusion of the outside world at the same time. In the pavilion, beside the coffee table, he asked softly: "Senior, do you still remember why you appear here?"
"Naturally!" Returning to the familiar scene, Mr. Wuliu's expression changed frequently. He looked back for a moment and said firmly: "Pindao is the gatekeeper here. He is responsible for preaching and testing for the descendants of our human race." Refining.”
"Fellow Taoist and this little friend, they should be the ones who broke through this time, right?"
Mr. Wu Liu looked over Wang Zhe's body and couldn't help but shake his head slightly: "The martial arts talent is acceptable, but the spiritual talent is terrible. This little friend may not be able to inherit the magic formation here. It is a pity."
Wang Zhe's mouth twitched.
Why is this old man so crazy here, pretending to have amnesia to deliberately hit people, right
He knew that his mental talent was average, but it was never so bad, right
besides.
The old man just wanted to give the inheritance of the magic array to him, but he, Wang Zhe, decisively refused, okay
"Cousin, please be patient." Yang Fan patted cousin Wang Zhe's shoulder and whispered softly: "Mr. Wu Liu's brain is very funny. He can't remember anything before."
When Wang Zhe heard this, he looked up at the old man opposite him suspiciously.
It was discovered that although the old man's appearance had not changed, and he still looked like an outsider with an air of immortality, Taoism, and an old sage, his body had become a lot more unreal.
If he looked like a real living person before, then Mr. Wu Liu's body is now blurred and transparent, just like the virtual images that appeared in front of them during the video call outside.
what 's wrong
What happened just a moment after the old man disappeared
Wang Zhe suppressed the doubts in his heart and did not interrupt.
Mr. Wu Liu's eyes fell on Yang Fan again, and he said with great admiration: "This fellow Taoist's illusion formation ability is already on par with Pindao. Even if Pindao wants to pass it on, it seems that it is no longer necessary."
"There is no need for you two to stay at this level any longer. Do you need Pindao to send you two out now?"
Yang Fan shook his head slightly, and then asked Mr. Wu Liu: "We have two companions. I wonder if the old gentleman can check for us. How long will it take for them to leave the customs?"
Mr. Wu Liu let his thoughts go out, but he stopped them for a moment and said quietly: "The male layman will need fifteen years. The female layman will still need thirty days."
Xiami stuff
fifteen years? !
Yang Fan and Wang Zhe opened their mouths at the same time.
Do you want to be so exaggerated? Cui Haolaihao is also a powerful being at the peak level of a grandmaster. How could he be so useless
"Old sir, are you correct?" Yang Fan asked again in disbelief: "My friend is a peak master. Even if he does not have the ability to conquer thousand-year-old spiritual bodies, he only absorbs and refines a pool of spiritual liquid. It won’t be so strenuous, right?”
Mr. Wu Liu said expressionlessly: "Originally, it really didn't take so long. But he was already frightened by the thousand-year-old spirit body in the bath, and he didn't even know how to actively absorb the spiritual liquid in the refining hot spring."
"Furthermore, the thousand-year-old spirit body next to him seemed to like such a plaything and was reluctant to let him go, so he spent a certain amount of soul energy to indirectly adjust the absorption efficiency of the spiritual liquid in the bath."
"Now, even if the layman regains his sanity and concentrates on practicing, it will take at least ten years before he can do it. Unless he can subdue the thousand-year-old spirit body and force it to restore the restraints in the spiritual fluid."
Hear the words.
Yang Fan and Wang Zhe's hearts twitched almost at the same time.
Damn it.
It turns out that the thousand-year-old spirit body in the bath actually has such a restraint method. Isn't it really scary
Ten years!
If they stayed in the same bathhouse for ten years, they would definitely go crazy!
Fortunately, the two of them were very lucky, and they were not as cowardly as Cui Hao. A good chance and benefit was turned into a prison by him.
"However, you don't have to worry." Mr. Wu Liu glanced at them and said softly: "The flow of time here is somewhat different from the outside world. Ten years may be an extremely long time for the layman inside, but the two You just need to go outside and wait for a while, and you may be able to see the layman break through the barrier."
Yang Fan and Wang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief.
This is good news for them.
But for Cui Hao, it was still a nightmare, because no matter what, he seemed to have to survive ten or even fifteen years in that bathhouse.
so poor.
"In that case, please trouble the Taoist priest to send us two away!" Yang Fan pulled Wang Zhe to his feet and politely requested Mr. Wu Liu.
The benefits they deserve have been obtained, and the opportunities here are of no use to them anymore. It's time to go out.
Mr. Wuliu nodded slightly to the two of them and said: "Two laymen, have a good journey. We will see you again by chance!"
After speaking, Yang Fan and Wang Zhe felt a weightlessness under their feet with a slight wave of their right hand, and their eyes darkened and then lit up again.
Plop.
The two of them fell into the water from a high altitude at the same time. When they opened their eyes again, they were back in the original lake.
A big dog was lying boredly on the shore licking a beast bone. After hearing the movement in the lake, it jumped up excitedly and barked enthusiastically.
(End of chapter)