Chapter 464 Break Through and Return!

Mr. Wuliu ran extremely fast.

He knew that this was Yang Fan's Sea of ​​Consciousness space, no matter how he ran, he couldn't get out.

But the survival instinct told him that a second is a second if he can run, and a moment is a moment if he can live.

He's a very down-to-earth guy.

Just like in the illusion outside, he knew that his illusion could not deceive Yang Fan, who was also in the Dzogchen realm, but he made the last effort without hesitation.

This is Mr. Wuliu'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 already run out of sight, and now he began to admire the old man, even though he knew it was a dead end, he could still run so hard every time.

Cherish life to the point of perseverance.

It is really worth learning, is there wood?

"You used the soul refining technique on the soul source of the peak king (incomplete) Mr. Wu Liu, and the soul refining was successful. The soul source of the peak (incomplete) Mr. Wu Liu at the king level was partially intercepted and refined. Eighth-rank soul refining golden pill+ 10, mental power +20, skill proficiency +2."

"You used the soul refining technique on the soul source of the peak king (incomplete) Mr. Wuliu, and the soul refining was successful. The soul source of the peak (incomplete) Mr. Five Liu at the king level was partially intercepted and refined, and the eighth-level soul refining pill +20 , mental power +20, skill proficiency +2."

"..."

"You used the soul refining technique on the soul source of the peak king (incomplete) Mr. Wuliu, and the soul refining was successful. The soul source of the peak (incomplete) Mr. Five Liu at the king level was partially intercepted and refined. The sixth-grade soul refining pill +20 , mental power +20, skill proficiency +2."

Only in the blink of an eye.

Yang Fan used the soul refining technique four times in a row on Mr. Wuliu who was still running away. Every time he used it, the phantom of Mr. Wuliu's soul would become thinner. Phantom, there is really only one phantom left.

Mr. Wuliu, whose soul was almost close to substance before,

It was directly beaten back to its original shape, and turned into a real phantom of the soul.

Adjusting the moving figure stopped abruptly.

He stood there blankly, with a ignorant expression and a stiff posture, as if he didn't know what fear was.

"about there."

Yang Fan looked at the dozens of Soul Refining Pills of different 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 phantom of the soul.

One must know that the Soul Refining Pills that were refined from the soul source of a real king-level peak like Cui Zhou before were just a few more ninth-grade Soul Refining Golden Pills.

As for Mr. Wuliu, he is just a phantom with a broken soul, it is very lucky to have such a harvest.

A wave.

The remaining phantom of Mr. Wuliu was pulled onto the boat by Yang Fan. The water was rippling, but the tea was still there.

Mr. Wuliu sat opposite Yang Fan, looking curiously at Yang Fan and everything around him.

"It's actually 88% true. It seems that Fellow Daoist, like the poor Daoist, is also an illusion master!"

Mr. Wuliu was there, looking at Yang Fan indifferently with an attitude of immortality, and asked softly.

"I just don't know, fellow daoist called the poor Taoist here, why?"

Yang Fan was a little confused.

poor way?

Fellow?

What kind of weird name is this? Could it be that Mr. Wuliu's real identity in the outside world is actually a Taoist priest?

"The old man doesn't remember what happened before?" Yang Fan probed.

Mr. Wuliu shook his head slightly: "Pindao doesn't know what you said, but I am sure, I should have never met with you before."

very good.

The tone is steady.

There is no abnormal fluctuation in the soul.

The rigid and dull state in the eyes is also natural.

Yang Fan nodded in satisfaction.

Regardless of whether the old man really lost his independent sense of personality, or pretended to be acting with him here, it was enough for Yang Fan.

The four soul refining techniques directly broke Mr. Wuliu's accumulation of more than 400 years of practice. Now, even if he still has sanity, he will no longer have the ability to seize the body and devour other people's souls.

After all, he is the gatekeeper, holding in his hands the inheritance of the magic array master's soul, as well as the chance supply of the ninth-level spiritual tea in the last level.

Although Yang Fan is greedy, he hasn't tasted enough to cut off other people's inheritance and cut off their future.

Of course, more importantly.

Yang Fan was worried that there would be any connection between the phantom of the soul here and a certain boss in reality. If he accidentally killed this phantom, it would be very troublesome after he left the secret realm of martial arts.

A phantom can become so powerful, it is not difficult to imagine how powerful his true body in reality will be.

Yang Fan didn't dare to make this bet, he also regretted his life and said with a desire to survive.

"Very good!" With Yang Fan's thought, the two of them returned to the illusion of the outside world at the same time. In the gazebo, next to the tea table, they asked softly, "Does the senior still remember why he appeared here?"

"Naturally!" Returning to the scene he was familiar with, Mr. Wuliu's expression moved frequently, he looked back for a moment, and said in a steady voice: "Pin Dao is the gatekeeper here, responsible for preaching and testing for my human descendants. Refining."

"Fellow Daoist and this little friend, he should be the breaker this time, right?"

Mr. Wuliu looked at Wang Zhe for a while, and couldn't help shaking his head slightly: "The talent in martial arts is not bad, but the talent in spirit is a mess. It's a pity that this little friend may not be able to inherit the phantom formation here."

The corner of Wang Zhe's mouth twitched.

Why is this old man going crazy here, pretending to have amnesia to deliberately hit people, right?

He knew that his spiritual talent was mediocre, but no matter what, it wasn't so bad, right?

and also.

Just now, the old man was in a hurry to give him the inheritance of the phantom array, so it was he, Wang Zhe, who refused decisively, okay?

"Cousin, be safe and don't be impatient." Yang Fan patted Cousin Wang Zhe's shoulder, and said softly: "Mr. Wuliu's brain is so funny, I don't remember the previous things at all."

Hearing this, Wang Zhe looked up suspiciously at the old man opposite.

It was found that although the old man's appearance had not changed, he still looked like a worldly master, but his body looked a lot more illusory.

If he looked like a real living person before, then Mr. Wuliu's body is blurred and transparent, just like the virtual images that appeared in front of them when they made a video call outside.

what 's wrong?

What happened the moment the old man just disappeared?

Wang Zhe suppressed the doubts in his heart and did not intervene.

Mr. Wuliu's eyes fell on Yang Fan again, and he praised him very much: "This fellow Taoist's illusion ability is already comparable to that of the poor one. Even if the poor one wants to inherit it, it seems that it is no longer necessary."

"For the two of you, there is no longer any need to stay in this level. Do you need Pindao to send you out of the level now?"

Yang Fan shook his head slightly, and then asked Mr. Wuliu: "We still have two companions. I wonder if the old man can check for us. How long will it take for them to leave the customs?"

Mr. Wuliu let his mind go out, but then closed it for a while, and said in a low voice: "That male layman, it will take another fifteen years. That female layman, it will take another thirty days."

Shrimp stuff?

fifteen years? !

Yang Fan and Wang Zhe opened their mouths wide at the same time.

Do you want to be so exaggerated, Cui Haolai is also a powerful existence at the peak level of the master, how could he be so useless?

"Old man, are you right?" Yang Fan asked again in disbelief: "My friend is a peak master, even if he doesn't have the ability to subdue a thousand-year-old spirit body, but just absorbs and refines a pool of spirit liquid, he should It wouldn't be so hard, would it?"

Mr. Wuliu said expressionlessly: "It really didn't take so long. But he was scared out of his wits by the thousand-year-old spirit body in the bath, so he didn't even know how to take the initiative to absorb the psychic liquid in the refining hot spring."

"Besides, the thousand-year-old spirit body beside him seems to like such a plaything very much, and he is not willing to let him go, so he spent a certain amount of soul essence to indirectly adjust the absorption efficiency of the spiritual liquid in the bath."

"Now, even if that layman regains his sanity and concentrates on cultivation, it will take at least ten years to do so. Unless, he can subdue the thousand-year-old spirit body and force it to restore the restriction in the spiritual liquid."

heard the words.

Yang Fan's and Wang Zhe's petite twitches almost at the same time.

Nima.

It turns out that the thousand-year-old spirit body in the bathing pool actually has such a restraint method, so frightening, isn't it?

Ten years!

If they had been soaking in the same bathhouse for ten years, they would definitely go crazy!

Fortunately, both of them were very lucky, and they were not as cowardly as Cui Hao. A good chance and welfare, but he made it into a prison.

"However, you don't have to worry." Mr. Wuliu glanced at them and said in a low voice: "The flow of time here is a bit different from that of the outside world. Ten years may be extremely long for the layman inside, but two You only need to go to the outside world and wait for a while, maybe you can see that layman break through and come out."

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 spend ten or even fifteen years in that bathhouse.

so poor.

"If that's the case, please trouble the Taoist priest to send the two of us out!" Yang Fan pulled Wang Zhe up and asked Mr. Wuliu politely.

The benefits they deserved have already been obtained, and the opportunities here are no longer useful to them, and it is time to go out.

Mr. Wuliu nodded slightly at the two of them, and Jishou said: "You two laymen, have a good journey, and we will meet again by fate!"

After finishing speaking, with a light wave of his right hand, Yang Fan and Wang Zhe felt weightless under their feet, and their eyes darkened and then brightened again.

Plop.

The two fell into the water from a high altitude at the same time, and when they opened their eyes again, they had already returned to the original lake.

A big dog was lying on the bank licking a beast king bone boredly. After hearing the movement in the lake, it jumped up excitedly, barking papa, papa, very enthusiastic.