Chapter 929 Worship Me as a Teacher!

brush!

With a thought, Yang Fan directly waved his hand and arranged a miniature version of the virtual reality six-path reincarnation combination phantom array on Huyan Jingde's tombstone.

The formation materials are some leftovers that he usually collects. Although the power of the formation cannot be maximized, with the help of Yang Fan's Dzogchen formation, the six-way reincarnation formation of this reduced card still makes Hu Yanjing De exclaimed again and again.

"Fuck!"

"how can that be?!"

"How did you do it?!"

"Did I meet a monster?!"

Confused and forced to ask three times, Huyan Jingde's soul fluctuated violently, as if there was a feeling of being uncontrollable and about to explode.

Thanks to the fact that he has no body and is intangible and intangible, otherwise, according to his current state of uncontrollable excitement, his eyeballs and chin would probably all fall to the ground in surprise.

How could someone be able to comprehend and master both the virtual reality and the Six Paths of Samsara to the level of Dzogchen in just a few minutes? !

What the hell.

As the founder of these two heaven-level phantom formations, even he, Huyan Jingde, does not have such a fast and perfect formation speed!

Huyan Jingde couldn't help but began to doubt life and the meaning of his own existence.

He knows that there is no shortage of geniuses in this world, and he has seen many spiritual masters with super illusion talent in his life.

But he has never seen, let alone imagined, that there is anyone in this world who is as talented as Yang Fan, who is almost perverted.

This is simply not something normal humans can do!

If it weren't for the fact that the virtual reality phantom array and the six reincarnation phantom arrays were all super-heaven-level phantom formation combinations that Huyan Jingde had figured out by himself in the past few decades after his death, and had never been shown to any outsider before that.

Seeing Yang Fan's proficient formation rhythm and such a perfect combination of formations, Huyan Jingde will definitely think that Yang Fan is a cheating dog.

"Little friend Yang Fan, can you tell me how you did this?"

After a long time, Huyan Jingde, who gradually calmed down, finally couldn't help asking Yang Fan again.

He was so curious, if he didn't figure out this question, he would never be able to stay in the stele with peace of mind in the future.

"I don't know either?" Yang Fan said innocently to Huyan Jingde in a soft voice: "Just now, I just glanced at the sea of ​​consciousness, but I didn't expect it to be done in one go. You say it's annoying or not?" ?”

"I still want to ask seniors, is this really a heaven-level phantom formation? Why does it feel that it is not difficult at all? I have learned it so quickly, and I don't have any sense of accomplishment!"

puff!

Yang Fan seemed to hear the sound of Huyan Jingde vomiting blood.

Obviously, stimulated, and stimulated not lightly.

At this moment, Yang Fan was in a very happy mood.

Should.

This is what happens to mouths.

He even dared to ridicule Yang Fan one after another for his lack of understanding. Isn't this forcing him to pretend to be a slap in the face?

It's all right now, the old face was slapped and slapped, and you feel comfortable right away?

For a long time, Huyan Jingde was silent again, just when Yang Fan thought that he had stimulated Huyan Jingde to twitch, the spirit fluctuation on the stone tablet reappeared, and Huyan Jingde's spiritual voice came again.

"Okay!"

"Sure! I never thought that sixty years after my death, Huyan Jingde, I would still be able to see with my own eyes such an astonishingly gifted phantom array wizard! God bless me, God bless me!"

"Hahaha!"

Huyan Jingde laughed loudly and long like crazy, laughing so much that Yang Fan's skin got goosebumps, and he felt that the old man seemed to be driven crazy by him.

"Adore me as your teacher!"

After laughing for a long time, Huyan Jingde suddenly threw out such a sentence again, with a crazy tone and an eager voice:

"Adore me as your teacher and become my closed disciple of Huyan Jingde, and I will pass on to you all the formation techniques I have learned all my life!"

"I do not want!"

Yang Fan refused directly, choking the enthusiastic Huyan Jingde for another long time, and the atmosphere turned cold again.

"Why...why?"

"Young man, it may be that the old man didn't explain clearly to you just now, so you don't know the old man's identity very well."

After pondering for a long time, Huyan Jingde opened his mouth again and said to Yang Fan: "Now I will introduce myself to you in detail."

"I, Huyan Jingde, am the first founder of the Illusory Formation Masters Guild, the first president! My cultivation level once reached the half-step emperor state, and I am only one step away from becoming an emperor, do you know?"

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and questioned: "Just now you seemed to say that you are only the peak spirit emperor?"

"I'm that humble!" Huyan Jingde argued, "How can someone with such status as me tell others that I'm a half-step emperor? Isn't that a deliberate show off? I, Huyan Jingde But it’s not that bad.”

"Besides, if a hero doesn't mention his bravery back then, no matter how high his cultivation level is, he is already a dead man now, so it's meaningless to mention those again."

"The point I want to say is that my practice experience, my formation experience, and even the many secret realm entrances and treasure places I discovered in the federation can all be passed on to you without any reservations. you!"

"So, little guy, take me as your teacher!"

"It's just calling me master. I can't fool you into losing money, and I can't fool you into being fooled. On the contrary, I can get so many benefits for nothing. Why not do it?"

Yang Fan blinked his eyes, and quickly affirmed one thing in his heart.

That is, Huyan Jingde's tone and context of fooling him now are very consistent with his glib tongue and his state when he fooled his disciple!

Are they all routines?

Yang Fan didn't answer, but with a thought, he completely activated the simple version of the six-path reincarnation formation, covering himself and the stone tablet on which Huyan Jingde was stored.

Then, as soon as the scene in the formation changed, the gloomy Hall of Valor instantly turned into a mountain top that towered into the clouds. across the sky.

Although it was just a simple heaven-level phantom array, being in it was already immersive, and I didn't feel the slightest false feeling.

Yang Fan stood on the edge of the cliff by himself, and Huyan Jingde, who was originally just a stone tablet behind him, also changed his body, regained his human body, and turned into a Sanren with immortal spirit.

Huyan Jingde raised his hand and touched his body, with a look of amazement and surprise.

"The temperature, touch, pain, visual effects, and spiritual perception are all the same as the real thing!"

"The reality of everything here has reached a 100% surreal level! It's really incredible!"

"I succeeded! My idea of ​​a super-heaven-level phantom array is actually feasible!"

Huyan Jingde was so excited that his heart was beating wildly, his chest was heaving, and his blood pressure was rushing upwards, as if he wanted to break out of his body.

He loves the way it feels, it makes him feel like he's still a real person!

Yang Fan smiled, raised his hand a little, and a table and chairs, a tea set, and the steaming rhyme of the spirit tea ceremony appeared out of thin air between him and Huyan Jingde.

"It feels really good to be able to talk face-to-face with seniors like this!"

Yang Fan stretched out his hand to invite Huyan Jingde to sit down. He knew that this old man must be fond of tea ceremony, so he put out such a set of tea sets.

After all, when Yang Fan and Mr. Wuliu met for the first time in the secret realm of martial arts, they started by drinking Nine Grade Spiritual Tea.

What's more, at that time, Yang Fan was so disrespectful that he even snatched away the teapot from others.

"The ninth-grade spiritual tea has disappeared in the world, so I can only ask the senior to condescend to taste the sixth-grade spiritual tea!"

Yang Fan reached out and poured a cup of hot tea for Huyan Jingde, and greeted him softly.

This is a gift given to Yang Fan by a certain emperor who came to ask for alchemy two days ago, the sixth grade of spiritual tea, the quantity is not much, only about one or two, but it is extremely precious.

If it wasn't for the fact that the person to be entertained this time was a master of tea ceremony like Huyan Jingde, and he had taken a lot of advantage from him before, Yang Fan would not be willing to take it out.

"Sixth grade spiritual tea, it's not bad!"

"The old man has been staying here for sixty years, and he has been with the heroic spirits all day long, but he never thought that one day, he would be able to use this form, in the body of a living person, to discuss the Tao with character!"

"Quick! Beautiful!"

After regaining his human body again, Huyan Jingde seemed to become elegant and elegant all at once, with a calm demeanor and a calm mind, and even the matter of recruiting Yang Fan as a teacher seemed to be no longer in such a hurry.

He stretched out his hands to take the spiritual tea from Yang Fan, put it on the end of his nose, lifted his nose and sniffed lightly, and then showed a trace of intoxicated satisfaction on his face.

Chi slip!

Putting the teacup to his mouth, he took a small sip against the rim of the cup, and the mouth was instantly filled with spiritual fragrance and fragrance.

Huyan Jingde even felt as if he was floating in the sky, his body and mind were ethereal, and his whole person became calm and quiet.

Having practiced to their level, drinking spiritual tea is no longer for the spiritual power in the tea, but simply for tasting the taste of Taoism in the tea.

"Although the method of brewing tea is a bit inappropriate, it is undeniable that this is indeed a good cup of tea!"

"Thank you!"

As soon as Huyan Jingde opened his mouth, he almost killed the sky again.

Fortunately, Yang Fan has gotten used to the old man's poisonous tongue and bad mouth now, and he no longer has the same knowledge as him.

After all, he is a senior, and an old man who has been dead for more than sixty years, so it is not worthwhile to get angry with him.

"There is a sentence that this junior wanted to ask just now, but I just don't know..."

Huyan Jingde interrupted directly, and said: "If you have anything to say, just say it, between us, there is no need to be so polite and hypocritical."

Yang Fan said: "Since the senior is a spirit body, and there is no formation barrier to isolate the spiritual power in the Hall of Valor, why did the senior make himself so weak?"

Isn't the spirit body able to absorb the surrounding spiritual power to nourish itself, just like Zhong Ling, who had been fed up in the place of the source of spirit before.  Why didn't Huyan Jingde absorb spiritual power by himself to make himself stronger? "That's because the old man's spiritual body is only a semi-finished product. Compared with those real spiritual bodies that were formed innately, it is simply not the same."    Huyan Jingde sighed softly: "It is not recognized by the rules. Rejected by the Dao, there is no way to directly absorb spiritual power for oneself like a normal spiritual body."    "Although the old man has been studying formations for decades, he has also been trying to create a set of suitable I have no clue about my cultivation method in the form of a spirit body."