"What already?"
Feng Ru asked anxiously.
Yu Huo's face was filled with bitterness and grief, and he wailed, "I'm afraid Senior Brother Fang has been beaten to the point of being unconscious, and it's difficult for him to recover!"
"What?!"
The followers were shocked instantly.
Yu Huo continued, "My fellow disciples, we have followed Brother Fang for quite some time, and we know him quite well."
"Let me ask you, if not for this, how could Senior Brother Fang be in this state now?! He is clearly unconscious, or even..."
Even what
Crazy!
How else could he do such a stupid thing? Even after being beaten so badly, he could still laugh from the bottom of his heart? Is this a joke? !
hiss!!!
So, Senior Brother Fang was really beaten crazy?!
"God damn it!" Feng Ru cursed angrily, "Who on earth would dare to do this again?! Could it be that the Holy Son bullied Senior Brother Fang last time and failed, so he held a grudge and deliberately plotted to frame Senior Brother?!"
Yu Huo sighed sadly: "Maybe it's true..."
"But, it's useless to say so much now. No matter what, we must bring Brother Fang back to Qifeng first. I hope the familiar environment can help Brother Fang calm down."
"That's right. Not only that, we must do everything we can to help Brother regain his sanity, otherwise..."
Several people talked about this matter one after another and soon came to a conclusion.
In short…
The fortune teller has gone crazy.
They want to take the fortune teller back to Qifeng for treatment...
but…
When the fortune teller heard this, he was completely stunned.
"o((⊙_⊙))o… "
You are crazy!
Your whole family is crazy!
Do I look crazy?!
"What do you want me to do in order to make you believe me?!" The fortune teller was almost going crazy at this moment. Unfortunately, he couldn't see with his eyes, so he could only rely on his spiritual sense to sense...
“Senior Brother!”
Yu Huo sighed and said, "We believe you. How could we not believe you? But at this moment, you are not in your right mind. You should come back to Qifeng with us..."
"Why am I unconscious?!" The fortune teller was speechless: "Also, Qifeng, I will go back, but not now. You go back first, I will be back later."
"Brother..."
Yu Huo shook his head helplessly: "You are indeed badly injured. Although we are all your followers, we have to offend you at this moment..."
"superior!"
At the command.
Many of the fortune teller's followers immediately rushed forward, grabbed the fortune teller, and headed towards Qifeng.
The Divine Calculator: “(O_O)????”
"Rebellion, are you guys rebelling!!!"
At this time…
Dan Chengzi, who had been "spying" on Shen Suanzi and was afraid that something might happen to him, jumped out and said earnestly, "Fellow junior brothers, you really need to keep a close eye on Senior Brother Fang."
"I also think his brain..."
Dan Chengzi pointed to his head and walked away shaking his head.
Divine fortune teller: “(￣△￣)…”
Yu Huo felt compassion for the world and sighed to the sky: "It is indeed so!"
Feng Ru cried and said, "Brother, please be patient for now. After we take you back, we will definitely find a way to cure you..."
Shen Suanzi: "Junior Brother Dan Chengzi, why are you trying to harm me?!!"
"Brother, I'm doing this for your own good~" Dan Chengzi, who was walking away, spoke softly.
God damn it for my own good!
The fortune teller was completely dumbfounded.
But no matter what he said at this time, Yu Huo, Feng Ru and others didn't believe him. They kept holding him tightly and even used their true energy, fearing that the fortune teller would break free.
The purpose is to send him back to Qifeng...
I feel uncomfortable and depressed. I am almost going crazy!
But he couldn't bring himself to kill them. After all, they were all his followers, and all of them were loyal to him. He couldn't possibly accept those who were not loyal, right
But they didn't kill me, and they thought I was really crazy, and they were resisting madly, forcing me to go back...
What the f*ck!!!
The fortune teller encountered a difficult problem.
Even if he could calculate everything in the world, he didn't know what to do at this moment.
The problem is: how to prove to a group of people who think you are crazy that you are not crazy...
And in the modern world, there is a similar problem.
If you were put in a mental hospital, how would you prove that you were not crazy
"Let me go!"
"I'm not crazy, I'm really not crazy!!!"
"How about I laugh for you again? I..."
…
In the Saint's Pavilion, Lin Fan was researching the Xianxia version of 'Mall', and he had already made some progress.
At this moment, there was a ball of light shining in her palm, but if you look closely, you will find that this ball of light is made up of countless glowing "threads" and is spinning wildly...
"The True Immortal Technique Rasengan should be considered a success, right?"
Lin Fan stroked his chin and said, "Let's find a chance to test its power. After all, it was made with the true essence of a cultivator, so its power shouldn't be bad."
In Naruto, the meatballs are only powerful when they don't hit anyone, and even with that kind of power, it may not be enough to be used in the world of cultivation.
But here comes the problem…
What Lin Fan used was not chakra, but the true essence of a cultivator!
Although they are both meatballs, their power is definitely different.
It's like a pound of iron and a pound of gold... Although they both weigh one pound, do I need to say more about their value
“It’s really not easy…”
With a flip of his hand, the ball disappeared, and Lin Fan stood up and stretched lazily.
It seems that he did not study it for a long time, but in fact, he drew pictures and modeled it, and it was not easy for him to make the meatballs take shape.
"Then the next step is to make the meatballs free from our hands, and to be able to explode them whenever we want..."
"It would be best if we could develop it further, like a true immortal technique, a spiral shuriken, an invisible spiral pill, or something like that. If we could come up with a set, that would be pretty good."
This guy was thinking happily...
He had basically understood all of Qi Zixiao's magic skills, and now he could barely exert the combat power of the Spirit Severing Stage, so he began to think about the magic skills he wanted to develop.
As a time traveler, what's the point of not having your own standard magic
Just when he was about to take a rest, he heard a series of strange noises...
…
"Let me go, hahahaha!!!"
"Hahahaha, let me go, I'm not crazy! I want to go to see Her Highness the Saint, I want to refine my Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils..."
"Let me go, I'm not crazy!!!"
Lin Fan was confused: "(O_O)???"
"What the hell?"
"There are still madmen in the Holy Land? But that's not right. How could he know about the Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils? Isn't this a novel from Earth?"
"Could it be... related to Qi Zixiao?"
hiss!!!!
"This tiger bitch!"
"You are right, Tiger. You dare to spread the Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils? Are you afraid that people can't be killed by refining it or something?!"