Chapter 1553 Paper Crane

As Maguire said, the storm came suddenly, without any warning, it just appeared. The flat sea rolled up. If it wasn't for Maguire's rich sailing experience, then the ship might have crashed this time. Being able to survive such a huge wave really makes people admire Maguire's decisive decision-making.

"After watching it, how do you feel?" Zhen Fan put the memory card Maguire gave him on the TV in the hotel and looked at it, then turned his head to look at Miles and Monip and said, "I don't think so. What do you think of this storm?" His expression has calmed down a lot now.

Miles hesitated for a moment, and immediately said: "If it were me, I can't do it. In fact, I can manipulate some things, but as for the force of nature, it's just an introduction. If you want to do this, unless... …There should be no problem with someone in your realm, Master.”

Zhen Fan nodded and looked at Monep. Monep shrugged his shoulders at Zhen Fan. He could do it, but he couldn't set off such a shocking wave, so he could only shrug. He shrugged his shoulders, saying that it was impossible for him to do such a thing. Still, he was interested.

"You are guessing. Such things must be man-made, not a natural storm." Myers said with a smile, "I think this kind of guessing is really right. No... It's not guessing, it's affirmation. Definitely It's man-made."

"Slap!" Zhen Fan slapped him on the head, then shook his head: "I said it so clearly just now, it must be man-made. But I can't think of anyone who would have such ability , according to my judgment, I have never met such a person. It's just that this person... who could it be? He must come here to target my yacht?"

"How about...we find this person?" Miles cautiously suggested to Zhen Fan. But he also knows how unreliable this suggestion is. The world is so big, finding someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Although traces of the energy left behind can be followed. But in such a big world, who can know where he will appear next time?

Unexpectedly, Zhen Fan nodded. He said to Miles: "Of course I need to find this person, I will find a way. Miles, give me the piece of the lost piece. Let's do it today. Also, from now on, you go New York, help Mia go, I don’t know this person’s next target, I’m here in Los Angeles. And New York... I’m a little worried.”

"Okay, I'm going to New York tomorrow. And... what do we need to prepare?" Miles said to Zhen Fan, "I'm afraid... we won't be able to handle it in the end..." His worry was justified . After all, if this storm is to be believed, then Miles is definitely not his opponent, and although Mia is also very powerful, this person is already on the same level as Zhen Fan, and with the addition of the help in New York Bernard Modine, the combination of the three is enough. Once there is any damage at that time, this is what Zhen Fan doesn't want to see.

Those jade pendants carved by Zhen Fan are not enough to look at.

That's why Miles asked this question. Zhen Fan also nodded. After pondering for a while, he suddenly flipped his hand, and a wooden sword suddenly appeared in his hand out of thin air. Then flick your fingers lightly. The wooden sword floated up slightly, just above Zhen Fan's palm.

A plain wooden sword. But Miles knew that this was Master Zhen Fan's magic sword. This magic sword is very powerful, but he has seen it. Zhen Fan suddenly formed seals with his hands, then flipped over several times in a row, and suddenly pointed at Miles. The wooden sword suspended in the air suddenly turned into a faint shadow, and then "whoosh" got into Myers' brain, which startled Myers and was terrified.

He clearly saw the wooden sword coming towards him, but suddenly it disappeared. As if it had penetrated into my own mind, making myself unavoidable. A pair of hands kept touching the head. As a result, Zhen Fan couldn't help but slapped him on the head and said, "Don't touch it, this sword is already in your mind."

"Ah - no way. Master, how can a sword be hidden in the mind?" Miles said to Zhen Fan with a bitter face, "I don't want this sword to fly out suddenly in the future, and then put My brain was split in two. How about...you get it out for me?" He said looking at the formation with a flattering look.

"I won't let this sword come out of your mind. If you want it to come out, you have to do it yourself." Zhen Fan snorted and waved at Miles, Miles He hurried over and put his head on it. Zhen Fan said something into his ear. Miles smiled when he heard it.

After finishing speaking, Zhen Fan said to him: "Try it yourself now. Remember... Only when you are one with this sword can you exert its power. It is no longer a wooden sword. It is a spiritual sword. You can let it appear at any time, and you can hide it at any time. It is you, you are it, wherever the mind is, the sword will arrive."

"I see, Master!" Miles nodded happily, and then gave Zhen Fan a Chinese-style gift in a very serious manner. Then according to the formula taught by Zhen Fan, the wooden sword suddenly appeared out of thin air. Appearing just above his palm, with a thought, he let the sword fly towards a glass on the table.

The sword passed through the middle of the glass, without hearing the piercing sound, the sword seemed to fly through without hindrance, and then the glass wine glass suddenly "jingle" twice, breaking in two very neatly. Monip envied him. This kind of method is really unheard of, and I can't help but look at Zhen Fan with a little pleading.

Zhen Fan shook his head at him and said: "You can't, you don't have the Taoist cultivation like Miles. It's not just about energy, you must also master some Taoist cultivation tips and foundations, otherwise, you can't do it." At this point, let’s practice honestly first. It took him several years to achieve such an achievement.”

"Yes! Master!" Monipu bowed to Zhen Fan and stopped talking. Since the master said so, there must be a reason for the master. It is already a blessing that the master is willing to teach himself, so how could he ask for more? It is this kind of mentality that makes his mentality have always been Zhongzheng peaceful and indifferent to the world.

Miles was very happy to get this skill. Zhen Fan watched him play for a while and said: "If you put a few drops of blood on it at a critical moment, it will increase the power of this sword a lot, and it will be of great help to you, so... Don’t use it until the moment of crisis. It may be the best tool for you to save your life or kill the enemy, but be careful, if you take it out too early, it will make people vigilant and fail to achieve the unexpected effect.”

"I see, Master!" Miles smiled, and then recited the mantra, and with a flash of thought, the sword disappeared out of thin air. Miles smiled and said to Zhen Fan, "I'm going to get the fragments. I'll be right back." After speaking, he ran like flying, and he felt that today was really his lucky day.

Not long after, Miles retrieved the fragment. Zhen Fan took the fragment, sat down, closed his eyes slightly, and felt the breath of energy remaining in it. This kind of thing can't disappear in a while. Zhen Fan felt that this energy breath was very familiar. Although it was very faint, it could basically be judged that it came from an energy meteorite.

This can basically make it clear that someone must have obtained an energy meteorite, and not just one piece, but multiple pieces, and then let his energy continue to increase. Although it can't be used as well as Zhen Fan's use of energy meteorites to enhance his Taoist cultivation, it is enough for him to set off stormy waves.

Neither Miles nor Monip dared to disturb Zhen Fan at this time, for fear that he might make a wrong judgment. After waiting for about an hour, Zhen Fan suddenly opened his eyes, which seemed to be shining brightly, but he quickly shook his head, sighed and said: "After all, I still can't find that person directly, but... I still have other options."

"What way?" Miles and Monip asked at the exit almost at the same time.

Zhen Fan didn't speak, but smiled slightly, and suddenly stroked the fragment lightly, and then the fragment began to become thinner and thinner, gradually becoming as thick as a piece of paper. Zhen Fan picked up the paper-thin fragment and began to fold it. When he folded it, it was as easy as folding a piece of paper, and there was no sign of breaking.

Miles and Monep both looked at Zhen Fan strangely, folding the fragment back and forth in their hands. They were too embarrassed to interject to ask, so they had to watch Zhen Fan continue to fold slowly like a stack of paper. Slowly they saw a little clue, Zhen Zhenfan seemed to be folding a paper bird.

Yes, this is a paper crane folded by Zhen Fan. It's just that the object of folding is not the paper but the fragment. He folded slowly and carefully, which made Miles a little excited, because every time he folded, the bird that was about to take shape became vivid again. After Zhen Fan finished folding the paper crane, the paper crane stood up in Zhen Fan's palm. It just looks like a paper crane.

Zhen Fan put the paper crane on the table, made seals with both hands, and then read the Taoist mantra, suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed blood on the paper crane. The paper crane got this mouthful of blood, suddenly moved a few times, and then flew up with a "thump". During the flight, the paper crane kept changing its shape, and finally became a real bird , flapped its wings, and then flew towards the outside of the window suddenly, as if it was a white light, it disappeared into the sky. (To be continued.)