Chapter 311 Master, I Want to Ask...

Even Fang Yang himself didn't know why he combined the palace in the deep sea with the legendary temple in the fairy world. Pinshu.com ( . . )

And logically speaking, this fairy world does not exist.

The reason why Fang Yang was sure that the picture that appeared on the Zhenhai Stone was in the deep sea. In addition to the first sense that this scene gave Fang Yang, there was also a very important point. The picture that appeared on the Zhenhai Stone at the beginning was of the boundless sea and the Bright blue sky.

Then, as if a movie lens was pushing and pulling, Fang Yang's vision was directly brought to the deep sea, and there was the scene that followed.

Finally, when An Hongtao withdrew his hand from the Zhenhai Stone, the terrible pressure in the room dissipated, and the picture on the Zhenhai Stone slowly faded until it disappeared.

Fang Yang came back to his senses, blinked his eyes hard, swallowed, and murmured: "Master, what is this..."

An Hongtao did not respond to Fang Yang, but remained silent for a long time. Then he let out a long sigh, as if he wanted to spit out all the turbid air accumulated in his chest. Then he waved his hand and said: "The matter of Zhenhai Stone will be done by myself in the future." I will tell you, but now is not the time for you to know. Well, I am tired of being a teacher, so go in first."

While talking, Fang Yang realized that An Hongtao today was very different from the past. The fatigue in his expression could not be concealed no matter how high his cultivation level was.

How powerful a warrior is An Hongtao? Among Fang Yang's current seriousness, almost no warrior is more powerful than An Hong.

How could such a powerful master be so exhausted today?

Fang Yang was attracted by the Zhenhai Stone just now, but now he focused on An Hongtao, and then he realized something was wrong.

After An Hongtao finished speaking, he turned around and walked into Fang Yang. Fang Yang stopped An Hongtao with a look of hesitation on his face.

"Is there anything else?" An Hongtao asked calmly: "Did you encounter any problems in cultivation? Speaking of which, my teacher will solve the problem for you."

Fang Yao shook his head, pursed his lips, and then summoned up great courage to ask: "Master, can I ask where you go every day?"

An Hongtao's face was calm, and his unwavering expression seemed to have not changed at first glance. But as soon as he blurted out the words, Fang Yang's golden eyes started to work crazily, and finally he captured the corner of An Hongtao's eyes, which was undetectable. twitched.

"As a teacher, you have your own things to do. Just do your own thing." An Hongtao said calmly, refusing to answer Fang Yang's question.

Fang Yang didn't give up and asked again: "Master, if you don't tell me where you have been, sometimes I can't find you because of my confusion in cultivation!"

An Hongtao raised his eyes slightly and said: "From now on, I will just come back every once in a while. Okay, I'm going to rest. I hope that when we meet next time, you can make more progress than you did today."

Fang Yang saw An Hongtao turning around and walking back to his room. Looking at the figure gradually receding, Fang Yang felt anxious.

Watching An Hongtao open the door, Fang Yang blurted out in desperation, "Master, does my current placement in Donghai City have something to do with you?!"

As soon as Fang Yang finished speaking, An Hongtao paused as he walked into the room. Fang Yang even noticed that An Hongtao's shoulders shook slightly when he said this.

This subtle performance made Fang Yang even more suspicious of himself.

An Hongtao's back was turned to Fang Yang, but Fang Yang could see An Hongtao's face in the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The ancient well was calm and calm as water, with a face that contained no emotion at all, which made Fang Yang's heart feel cold.

Shouldn't he expose it himself? Or maybe you guessed wrong? Fang Yang began to doubt in his heart.

An Hongtao did not answer Fang Yang's question. He walked into his room coldly and slammed the door behind him, leaving Fang Yang still confused.

There seems to be something wrong with Master today, right?

An Hongtao's fatigue, his complicated expression after seeing the ice stone, and finally his aura that became unfamiliar due to his own speculation.

Although An Hongtao is his master, his contact time is not even long. How sincere is An Hongtao?

Fang Yang couldn't help but doubt his own guess. Weird things always arouse suspicion.

There was no words to say all night, because the appearance of An Hongtao made Fang Yang lose his mind to practice, and he was completely unable to enter a state of meditation. Fang Yang didn't sleep either. After a sleepless night, Fang Yang rushed out of the room just after dawn.

However, Fang Yang, who got up early, was disappointed because An Hongtao had left at some point.

Fang Yang had always been curious about An Hongtao's elusiveness, but thinking that An Hongtao was his master after all, Fang Yang did not use clairvoyance to see what was going on in his room.

Although he doesn't use clairvoyance, Fang Yang has the cultivation level of the late Xuan level at least now. The aura he exerts has reached an extremely keen level of perception of the surroundings. He can't even think of catching a fly without Fang Yang letting him go. Leave this suite.

However, An Hongtao still left without anyone noticing.

"Hey... the master is the master after all, the apprentice can only admire him!" Looking at An Hongtao's empty figure, Fang Yang slapped his forehead and sighed.

After not sleeping all night, Fang Yang got up earlier than the chicken. Fang Yang, who had nothing to do, suddenly became interested in running. Thinking that there was a park next to the hotel, Fang Yang arranged his equipment and went out for a morning run.

For Fang Yang's current physical condition, morning jogging is just for fun.

Fang Yang ran for a while and disappeared, and then slowly walked towards the hotel.

On the way, Fang Yang bought a breakfast at the breakfast cart. Thinking about it, Fang Yang often lived like this a few months ago, but now everything has changed.

Time is really a fucking thing. Fang Yang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It took about twenty minutes to get from the park to the hotel at Fang Yang's slow pace. At a traffic light before nine o'clock, Fang Yang suddenly stopped, with a strange look on his face, and murmured: "Is she so early?" Where are you going?”

At this moment, from Fang Yang's perspective, Han Xueqing was dressed brilliantly, got into a taxi directly from the hotel, and ran off to who knows where.

Fang Yang had doubts about Han Xueqing's purpose of coming to Donghai City. He saw her dressed like this so early in the morning. Fang Yang immediately took out his mobile phone and called Ji Ping.

At such an early hour, Ji Ping was walking in Rouwen Township. He was awakened by the ringing of the phone and swore that he would scold whoever it was. But when he answered the phone and heard that it was Fang Yang, he could only smile helplessly and complained: "You Are you going to let anyone sleep this early in the morning?"

Fang Yang ignored Ji Ping's complaints and said directly: "I want you to help me investigate something."