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The hard work finally paid off. The power from the door of the Five elements hall, driven by the Qing Shenming's eyes, moved slowly and firmly. Wang Fan exhaled gently and pushed the door open after it was completely resolved.

But just as he was relieved in his heart, the change suddenly changed, the running speed of Qingshen Mingmu suddenly became faster, and the route also changed. All of them rushed to Dantian: "No, his grandmother, this gray power also seems to be harmful to the body, otherwise how can you get into Dantian?"

He sweated anxiously, but the magic mirror suddenly shook, making the same buzzing sound as in the later stage of his advanced foundation. The monster on the back seemed to grin, not only like a smile, but also as if he had made a grimace. The gray power swarmed in, and at the same time, the mirror emitted a gentle light, which came out of Dan. Tian, following the operation route of Qingshen Mingming's eye art, directly enters the residence brain of the soul, and is combined with the soul.

As a foundation-building stage, the body has been excellently refined by spiritual power. In addition to some special parts, such as bones and marrow, which need to be further refined, other parts have been perfect. At the same time, it has begun to involve the cultivation of divine consciousness, but the spiritual cultivation does not start until Yuanying, so he does not know, unconsciously His soul power has soared.

It's a long story, but it's actually very short. Everyone saw him put his hands on the door of the hall, and then his face changed, with a painful look on his face. But before Cang Furong and Rat Laibao screamed, his expression was relieved and even very comfortable.

This gray power is very huge. The Qingshenming eyesight runs every week, but it only drives a little. But he can't stand the speed of the Qingshenming eyesight. Even Wang Fan himself can't control it. In just a few blinks, it runs thousands of days, and his chin is about to fall off.

"This is too fast. If other secret arts have this speed, how much my combat power will be improved? Even for the monks of the Jindan period, it is enough to fight."

"Wang Fan, how's it going?" Jin Xing was puzzled. Seeing that he was stunned for a long time, he didn't see "oops" screaming and falling to the ground, and he didn't push the door hard. Finally, he couldn't help asking.

"Ah?" He was stunned and felt that the power from the door was gone, and the clear god's eyesight also resumed slow automatic operation: "That's all right. The door is a little heavy, and I'm brewing strength." With a loud roar, he pushed it away.

But without that force, the door of the hall was an ordinary door. He pushed hard and flashed directly. Before he could see what the hall was like, he threw it in.

"Wang Fan" Cang Furong was shocked and quickly followed up. Venus and Rat Laibao looked surprised and looked at each other, both of which were puzzled.

"Do you have a Taoist couple?" The Rat asked Venus for no reason.

Jin Xing was stunned and replied casually, "No, I've been wandering around. There is no Taoist couple."

"That's it." Rat Laibao suddenly realized: "The door must have been made by a monk with a beautiful daughter. He was afraid that people who had no Taoist couple would seduce his daughter, so he set that only those who had Taoist couples could open it. Unfortunately, he didn't think that a love saint like me, except for my brother-in-law Cang Furong's sister or sister, I don't marry anyone, and I don't want her if she has a daughter.

"Ah?" Jin Xing's eyes were straight and he almost fainted. It took him a long time to calm down. He smiled and said, "It is said that Cang Furong is the only daughter in the family. You are a little miserable."

"Real?" The mouse came to learn from Wang Fan and touched his chin: "Cousin is also OK!"

Venus stammered and almost fell down. He didn't dare to talk to him anymore and walked into the hall.

"Alas, you old Jin, don't worry. Does she have a cousin? The cousin is also okay. I'm handsome and handsome--, alas, wait for me!"

Wang Fan stood up awkwardly, looked at Cang Furong, who slapped him with dust back and forth. He touched his head shyly and smiled, "This door is light and heavy for a while, and I can't hold it."

Cang Furong smiled and said, "It's okay. The last two can't be opened yet, hehe." He covered his face and smiled. Seeing that Jin Xing had not kept up, he asked in a low voice, "Do you think we are in a desperate situation this time? Is it a conspiracy between Lao Jin and Cang Furong? I think his eyes always dodge when he looks at you, as if he has a sense of shame in his heart.

Wang Fan said that he didn't have a sense of guilt. I saved his life many times, but he had been using my mind and didn't feel guilty, but he didn't want Cang Furong to know too much, so he laughed and said, "Lao Jin, who valued interests too much. He originally wanted to cooperate with Zhao Gu, but he finally left with us because of Rat Laibao. Together, he was blinded by the interests.

He neither denied nor admitted it, nor did he mention the name of the immortal. In fact, he expressed his attitude to Cang Furong.

Cang Furong got the desired result and smiled like a flower: "Since we are here, let's explore it. If we can really get the baby, it's an adventure. If we can't get it, it doesn't matter, as long as we can go back safely."

Wang Fan's heart was warm and he nodded.

With such a delay, Venus and Rat came back and after.

"This seems to be a conference hall." Jin Xing didn't ask Wang Fan why he stopped here. He looked at it with his eyes and smashed his mouth and said, "If there is a treasure, it should also be in the back, and I see that the five-color inspiration is also from the back of the hall. Go and go to the apse." With that, he pulled out his legs and left.

Cang Furong also wanted to have a look, but when he saw Wang Fan looking at the council hall in surprise, he didn't move.

Wang Fan was just distracted and suddenly reacted. He lowered his head and thought for a moment. He still didn't move, but smiled at Cang Furong, "Go with the mouse treasure. Although the mouse treasure is a monster, it is my life and death. He is also a master of the master. With him, he can protect your safety. I will observe here for a moment. I'll be there later."

Rat Laibao doesn't praise it, and for Cang Furong's "cousin or cousin", he can't help but pat his chest and promise: "Come with me, you won't lose a hair. Let Wang Fan wander around here. We can't give all the treasures to the old guy Jin Xing."

"Okay, let's go to the apse." Cang Furong saw Wang Fan frown and thinking about anything without disturbing him. He answered with a smile, and then walked back with the mouse.

Why did Wang Fan stay in an empty hall?

The original pattern of this hall is exactly the same as the hall where he got the magic mirror that day. The difference is that the hall is empty except for a decaying chair on the top, and the hall is full of bones.

"There must be some connection between the two?" He remembered the destructive power on the door of the temple, and it became soft after passing through the magic mirror: "It's better to summon the magic mirror while no one calls it out and see how it reacts."

Thinking of this, he immersed his mind in Dantian and wanted to summon the magic mirror.

The magic mirror was originally extremely under command, and it often took a lot of effort to get it out, but as his cultivation grew, especially after it devoured a remnant spiritual treasure, it was no longer so difficult to command. But at this time, it has an old problem. It is not only moving, but also sweating on Wang Fan's tired forehead and out of breath.

"Oak, you're awesome." Wang Fan whispered angrily, "Brother, I don't need you anymore. Give me back my temper."

The magic mirror did not listen to the command, and he was also helpless. He had to walk around the council hall twice and found that there was no noteworthy treasure. Instead, the chair placed on the main position, although after many years of corrosion, it still did not fall off. This was naturally a treasure in the past, but now even if it is not scattered, it is almost enough. I guess no one can even use it as firewood.

"Time is the best weapon. No matter how capable you are, you have to fall under the knife of time." He thought that suddenly he wanted to salute this strong chair for no reason, which was a kind of memorial, which was completely out of an inexplicable feeling.

But the chair was too tattered. When he solemnly bent down and straightened up again, it brought a movement of air, but this movement became the last straw to crush the chair.

First, there was a "squeak" sound, then a loud sound, and the chair was scattered.