The textures on the courtyard gate were like connected runes, forming a kind of protection, but what really shocked Ye Fan was that these textures were all natural.

This kind of method is incredible.

The small courtyard is paved with stone slabs, there is nothing unusual, more like graffiti, and even many of them are high and uneven, different sizes, and the courtyard gate, a day, a ground.

However, Ye Fan didn't care about this, but came to the door and carefully pasted his hand on it.

There were no traps or traps, and the door opened with a single push.

The room was empty, with only simple tables and chairs, and a painting hung in the main hall of a man in a robe and a golden crown on his head.

At the beginning, Ye Fan clearly saw what the other party looked like, but in the blink of an eye, the other party's appearance disappeared from his mind.

Look again, forget again.

After a few times, Ye Fan found that the other party's face had been blurred, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see the other party's appearance, let alone recall it.

It was as if there was an inexplicable force that erased the appearance of the other party from his mind.

"Ye Fan, I've seen my predecessors. ”

Finally, Ye Fan suppressed the horror in his heart and bowed down sincerely towards the portrait.

No matter what the other party's identity is, this kind of ability alone is worthy of his respect.

What's more, at this moment, he broke into someone else's house, and he had to express his feelings.

Sure enough, after Ye Fan bowed down, the pressure on his body suddenly disappeared, making him feel relaxed, and secretly said that he came here for the first time, instead of fighting for the colorful stone, which was really right.

"Thank you, seniors. ”

Ye Fan thanked him again, and at the same time his eyes swept over the room, and just as he was about to turn away, his body suddenly trembled, and then looked at the painting again.

I don't know why, Ye Fan always felt that this painting was not simple, and just as he was about to leave, the Qimen Technique suddenly worked, making him have a strange idea and take the painting away.

Although he didn't know why he had this thought, Ye Fan was no longer comparable to the past, and he knew more about the power of Qimen's technique, and after a little hesitation, he still decided to believe in himself.

"This place will soon be affected, and the younger generation does not want the portraits of their predecessors to be destroyed, and they are willing to take them away. ”

Ye Fan did not act rashly, but said to the portrait.

It's strange to say, just as he finished speaking, he saw that the portrait suddenly rolled up by itself, and then floated into Ye Fan's hands.

Ye Fan obviously felt a sinking in his hands, but more than that, he was happy.

Although the multicolored stones on the outside may be precious, in his eyes, this portrait will not be simple.

Put the portrait into the storage ring, and Ye Fan turned to leave.

He had already looked at it just now, and there was nothing else available in the house except for this portrait, otherwise with his character, he would definitely pack it up and take it away.

Of course, the most important reason is actually not to be presumptuous, what if that being is always paying attention here?

When leaving, Ye Fan took a deep look at the courtyard door, but after all, he didn't dare to reach out and open it.

Outside, Huanglong Zhenren was only two or three meters away from the rockery, which could be said to be close, but this last distance was like a moat, and at this time he had obviously taken out all his strength, but he was never able to step on the raised foot.

And the real person of Yuxin is even worse, the distance from the rockery is still about ten meters, and it can't be compared with the real person of Huanglong.

After Ye Fan came out, Huang Long Zhenren's face changed slightly, and he seemed to be a little anxious, while Yu Xin Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief, and actually no longer forced, but slowly retreated.

"Be careful, the closer you get, the more stressful it becomes. Yu Xin Zhenren reminded.

"Don't worry, I won't force it. ”

Ye Fan nodded, and then also stepped into the range of the rockery, and in an instant, the pressure that disappeared before reappeared on his body, and as he approached, this pressure also climbed exponentially.

When he got close to ten meters, his body sank significantly, and his speed immediately slowed down, obviously, ten meters is a limit.

However, this pressure is still within his bearing.

After all, from the very beginning of his cultivation, Ye Fan has been constantly refining his body, although he can't compare with the King Kong of the Spirit Beast Clan, but he is not inferior to the Huanglong Zhenren in front of him.

So, Ye Fansheng withstood this pressure and went forward three meters, leaving only seven meters away from the rockery.

Seeing this scene, Huanglong Zhenren finally stopped hesitating, and a more powerful aura rose from his body, and even under the impetus of this powerful aura, the surrounding air distorted, centering on him, forming a distorted space.

Although Ye Fan and Huanglong Zhenren did not choose the same direction, they were inevitably affected by some influences, and their steps paused slightly.

At this time, Huanglong Zhenren roared, and took three steps in a row, leaving only an arm's length away from the rockery.

But this is just this step away, no matter how hard he tries, the expression on his face has been distorted, but he has never been able to cross it, and the green tendons that can only be held back are bulging.

Ye Fan originally wanted to summon the Killing Immortal Sword, but found that as soon as his mind moved, a force descended, suppressing his Killing Immortal Sword in his body, and then he understood why Huanglong Zhenren only relied on himself, and even preferred to use the secret method in the end.

There is no doubt that multicolored stones are not only a chance, but also a test.

If you want to get treasures, you have to rely on your own strength, and any tricks will not work.

"Since foreign things can't work, what about your own strength?"

Ye Fan suddenly thought of a possibility and tried to summon the Divine Diagram, but sure enough, this time there was no strength to stop him, only to see the Divine Diagram fly out and hover above his head, which immediately made him feel a great reduction in pressure.

This discovery couldn't help but make Ye Fan overjoyed, he didn't expect that when the Immortal Killing Sword couldn't be used, the Divine Diagram could actually be.

But when you think about it, it seems to be a matter of course.

After all, the Immortal Sword is a foreign object, but the Divine Diagram is refined by himself, and it belongs to the Divine Power.

Since secret methods can be cast, there is no reason why supernatural powers cannot be cast.

On the other side, Huang Longzhen's pupils shrank sharply, and a hideous look flashed on his face, and then he saw him enter and no longer move forward, but retreat.

After leaving the range of the rockery, Huanglong Zhenren suddenly shot at Yu Xin Zhenren without warning.

This change, even Ye Fan didn't expect it, originally he thought that Huanglong Zhenren had given up, but now it seems that he felt that his hopes had increased greatly, so in a hurry, he came up with a way to harm others and benefit himself.

In his eyes, since Ye Fan came with Yu Xin Zhenren, then it was obviously a gang, as long as he attacked Yu Xin Zhenren, it would inevitably affect Ye Fan, and even make him have to retreat.

In this way, he couldn't get the multicolored stone, so neither could Ye Fan.

(Chapter 1!) Thank you for the chicken blood from Tanhua Daoyou.) ）