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"Oh," he shivered and shook his hand hard to get off the leg of the chair, but the voice sounded again: "Don't shake. Although I don't have much time, at least it's an old man. I still need the virtue of respecting the old and loving the young. Besides, how can I talk to you when I'm dizzy?"

"Who are you?" Wang Fan suddenly thought of the old ginseng in the Canglang Valley, and his face suddenly turned white, and then desperately urged the Qingshen Mingming skill: "His, how can I encounter strange things? I hope this old guy is better than the old ginseng."

In those years, in order to deal with the old ginseng, he took a lot of effort. If it hadn't been for the unexpected role of clearing the mind at the critical moment, and the old ginseng was at a critical moment when he was at a critical moment to integrate his essence into his body. Now Wang Fan would have become an old ginseng.

"Yo, I can also make a small decision." The voice was a little unexpected, but then said disdainfully, "I was shocked. I thought it was the authentic "Alchemy". It turned out that it was just some shadows of "Alchemy". It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

Wang Fan said in his heart, is the Qingshen Mingmu skill useless to him? This is troublesome.

"It's not troublesome. What's the trouble? I won't hurt you, and I said that I don't have much time. Whether the five elements can be passed on or not depends on you, a young man."

"Futam, how does this bastard know what I'm thinking?" Wang Fan was shocked, but then listened, "Don't scold people. What an old bastard. When I dominated the true world, you were not born yet. Besides, it is a virtue to respect the old and love the young. Alas, after waiting for so many years, I have been waiting for a descendant who is not polite. It's really a waste of my calculations and thoughts."

Wang Fan was stunned and stared at the wood block with wide eyes. He didn't dare to move and didn't even dare to think about it. But how could people's thinking be held back? After being hit continuously, he couldn't help thinking: Who is this guy? How can he know what I think? Lao Shen didn't have the ability in those years.

"Old ginseng? Yuan Shen? Is it ginseng?" The voice sounded again: "No wonder I found that you have two yuan gods. Although one of them is temporarily closed, it is very powerful. Maybe you can wake up at any time. Fortunately, what kind of eye art has been running automatically and suppressing it is your luck, otherwise you would have been swallowed up into scum."

"What?" Wang Fan screamed, "Lao Shen even left a back hand. This bastard is really insidious."

"Hey hey, are you afraid?" That voice was very proud, as if he was very happy to see Wang Fan's unlucky: "And I also tell you, what visual arts are treating the symptoms but not the root causes. Now you are just practicing in the later stage of foundation, and the yuan god is almost nothing. When the divine consciousness is injured that day, hum, what kind of visual art can't save you."

"Qing Shen Ming Shu" Wang Fan was a little angry. He rolled his eyes and said angrily, "We have no hatred or hatred. You are so happy."

"Yes, it has nothing to do with me. Unfortunately, for the sake of your cultivation, I can't bear to let you lose it. I want to teach you about "Alchemy", but it's a pity that we have nothing to do with it. Oh, I'm afraid that my "Alchemy God" has been lost."

"What?" Wang Fan's face was suffocated. He secretly said that if he had known it, he would have been so angry. After clarifying the situation, the cooked duck flew away.

"Haha, regret it, boy." The voice was very proud: "If you have regret, you are a good child. If you kowtow and apologize, I have a lot of adults, even if I forgive you."

Wang Fan was stunned. Only then did he think that he knew what he was thinking. He couldn't help saying, "The boy has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai. I hope the senior will forgive him, but can the senior come out and only look at a chair leg like this. What's too much? It's also harmful to the prestige of the senior, right?"

"I like this" and "He" also knows that Wang Fan is afraid that everything he thinks in his heart will be known, but "he" himself feels that it is not a problem, so he pushes the boat and said, "I have already lost my spiritual power and can't show up at all. In this way, if you export some spiritual power to the legs of the chair, I will show my glorious image and save You didn't know me when you saw me one day.

"Oh, yes!" Wang Fan was not afraid of any conspiracy and tricks he had. His spiritual power was instantly output, and the legs of the chair glowed at the same time, and then a figure of light appeared in front of him. The man had gray hair and a white beard and a pleated face. He looked very old, as if he would be out of breath the next moment, but his eyes were bright, especially when he laughed, with Unspeakable evil intentions.

"It's not bad-looking. Although you are not as handsome as me, you are also white and tender, but you are young. How can you reach the late stage of foundation building? Isn't it a shame?" The old man touched his beard in a good way, and even looked at it and said, "What's your name?"

Wang Fan rubbed his teeth and said to himself that for the first time, someone said that I was not young to build the foundation in the later stage, but although he was thick-skinned, he could not reach the point of boasting, and he also knew that the old man in front of him was the key to getting out of his predicament, and he did not dare to offend him. He said respectfully and politely, "Kid Wang Fan, see the elders, and his shallow cultivation is still looking forward. Senior guidance."

"Okay," the old man smiled complatonically: "The attitude is not bad. I'll give you some sweetness first. Don't think I'm cheating." With a shake of his hand, a gray light flew out of the legs of the chair and drilled into Wang Fan's mind: "This is the Refining God. Don't look at it, it's just a little bit of changing the running route of the meridians, but the effect is 10,000 times stronger than your Qingshen Mingming technique, and insisting on practicing, which is very helpful for the formation of Yuanying. Hey hey, boy Just have fun. I won't tell him.

"True or false?" Wang Fan never thought that a method could be useful for Cheng Yuanying. You know, he is now in the late stage of foundation building, and there is still a golden elixir period in the middle. For Yuanying, he dares not think about it: "Is this a mysterious skill?"

"Of course it's true." The old man was a little annoyed: "How could I say something fake? What mystery? There is no fixed mystery!"

"Ah?" Wang Fan thought for a moment before he knew that the "mystery" in his mouth was completely different from the "mysterious level" he said. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Senior, the mysterious level I'm talking about is the classification level of the skill. You don't know that the skill can be divided into the mysterious yellow of heaven and earth. Of course, the best is the "Tianji Five Spirits Turn". It is said that this one is super far-level. Skills."

Wang Fan guessed that this "chair leg old man" is probably closely related to the five elements. Maybe it is the undead yuan god of the last generation of the head of the five elements. "Tianji Five Spirits Turn" naturally fell on him, so while classifying the current skills, he flattered a little slap.

"Of course, "Tianji Five Spirits" is the best skill." The old man was really proud, but then he asked very puzzledly, "What is Xuanhuang? Are skills still classified? What kind of talk is this?

"You really don't know." Wang Fan saw that the old man did not seem to be fake, so he classified the skills in detail and showed the five yellow intermediate skills he had practiced. Finally, he said, "The boy came from a low background, so at the beginning of his practice, he could only choose the yellow intermediate skills."

The old man squinted his eyes and thought for a moment. Suddenly, he sneered and hummed, "It's really bullshit. If you see the originator who classified the skills, you must smash it into ten thousand pieces. Isn't this directly misleading the descendants? Damn, how can such a scum come out in the cultivation world?"

"The so-called skills, what's the difference between high and low? It's just suitable and unsuitable. As for these skills you practice, why are low-level skills? I think it's deep and tight, but there are some things you have made a mistake.

Seeing that Wang Fan curled his lips slightly and looked like he didn't agree, the old man was furious: "Kid, why don't you accept it? OK, I'll do something non-task today, so let's test it on the spot. With another wave of his hand, a gray material floated out of the legs of the chair: "This is an improved version of your five skills, and it's just a slight change. Try again. If you dare to say that its skills are low, the old man will cut himself on the spot."

He never thought that he was just a spiritual light and shadow now, and it was not easy to cut himself.

"Okay" Wang Fan patted his thigh: "It's better for the predecessor. It's reasonable to speak with facts, and the boy is rude." He felt that he swallowed the gray material in his mouth, as if he was afraid that the old man would repent.