At the beginning, Zhang Qingyuan was indeed shocked by the sudden appearance of Fan Yehuang, who claimed to be a secret disciple of the Linghai Sword Sect.

But soon,

He reacted.

If this remnant soul who claimed to be Fan Yehuang was really as powerful as it was, why did he hide it in the token all the time and wait until he brought it to the Desolate Sky Tree of the Great Luo Golden Pool?

Why do you need your own help to be able to let him go and seize that spiritual artifact sword pill?

This simply does not make sense.

Coupled with the means of self-breakthrough storage bag before, it showed the means of direct divine consciousness transmission into its own mind.

Zhang Qingyuan knew that the other party's divine sense was extremely powerful.

And those with strong divine consciousness will always master some mysterious methods.

This majestic momentum simulation is mostly the appearance simulated by the other party's use of divine sense.

After all, three hundred years of slumber.

How much accumulation has been consumed now, I am afraid that it has been consumed, and only the shell of rootless duckweed remains.

If not,

If you really have such means and strength, the first time you wake up is that you will be reborn, at least control the owner of the token into a puppet.

Why negotiate?

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Qingyuan behaved fearlessly under the pressure of this momentum.

Of course

There was another thing that greatly strengthened his confidence and also brought him doubts.

That is the divine consciousness method used by Fan Yehuang,

I don't know why,

Zhang Qingyuan faintly felt a sense of familiarity, as if there was some kind of inexplicable connection with a certain secret technique he practiced......

Something flashed in my mind.

Hold it to the bottom of my heart for the time being.

Zhang Qingyuan remained calm under the pressure of this terrifying sky-collapsing momentum.

The look is ancient.

Calm and complacent.

As Zhang Qingyuan's voice fell.

Moment

The surrounding space seems to be frozen.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

However, Zhang Qingyuan was not afraid at all.

And with the passage of time.

The greater his faith.

Because

He had seen the weakness beneath the other party's formidable appearance!

Strong on the outside and dry on the inside!

"Ha, boy, you're very good!"

Fan Yehuang suddenly laughed.

The deathly silence was broken first.

Suddenly

The atmosphere is like ice and snow melting, and the surrounding cold and solidified space melts with it.

The tension was loosened.

"Yes, I really don't have a way to deal with you kid, and I really want your help, so I send my parasitic token to the ten zhang area around the Desolate Sky Tree Huabei. ”

Fan Yehuang not only did not have the slightest look of shame on his face.

On the contrary, it is a calm appearance.

"Little ghost, make a deal, as long as you can send this seat to the vicinity of the Desolate Sky Tree, whatever magic weapon you want, even after this seat controls the sword pill, you can use it for you. ”

"If that spiritual weapon is really possessed by the seniors, the juniors don't dare to ask the seniors for anything. ”

Zhang Qingyuan's voice was flat.

Somewhat sneered at Fan Yehuang's final conditions.

Let's not mention that this guy was uneasy and kind at the beginning, and only showed some traces of his heart after he saw through it, and I don't know how many of them are true or false.

The temptation to help control the artifact is indeed great.

But Zhang Qingyuan didn't think that Fan Yehuang was really so kind, not to mention that he didn't have any means to control the spirit weapon at all.

Help the other party to win the spirit weapon, once the other party stimulates the powerful power in the spirit weapon, and then eats himself, he doesn't have many countermeasures.

This deal,

There is no guarantee, Zhang Qingyuan will not easily take advantage of the fire.

But

Some of the conditions are very attractive.

"Hehe, little ghost, since you are already excited, why bother to talk about it, just say what you need directly. ”

Seeing Zhang Qingyuan's reaction.

Fan Yehuang was not in a hurry, and waited leisurely.

Hold the cards in one hand.

At this point,

The battle of the True Yuan Realm monks in the sky above is gradually stopping.

A group of True Yuan Realm cultivators' divine senses converged into the void, and it seemed that a consensus was being reached.

Prepare for an armistice and join forces.

Zhang Qingyuan's eyes flashed.

Pressed for time.

I don't intend to delay the time.

So I got straight to the point.

"The seniors, the juniors do have something to ask for. ”

"The juniors will try their best to send the seniors over according to the requirements of the seniors, but the juniors need one thing, that is, the secret technique that the seniors have been able to maintain the immortality of the divine consciousness for three hundred years!"

"Oh?"

Wen Yan,

Fan Yehuang was a little surprised.

glanced at Zhang Qingyuan deeply.

Meaningful.

"Yes, but this secret art is worth enough to pay you for your help. ”

Fan Yehuang agreed directly.

There was no refusal.

Nor did he explore Zhang Qingyuan's secrets.

"Although the juniors have a low realm, there are still some means to distinguish the truth from the fake of some secret techniques, and I hope that the seniors will not use some fake things to fool the juniors. ”

Zhang Qingyuan's face was calm.

Suddenly, he spoke.

Fan Yehuang's expression froze slightly.

He did have such an idea, and now the plan was suddenly pointed out directly by Zhang Qingyuan.

It made him hesitate a little.

"That's it, this little ghost is a little weird, if there is really any way to distinguish the real from the fake, it will be troublesome...... Now I can't hold it for too long, now is the best time to cast the rebirth of the parasitic spirit, or don't lose the big because of the small first, stabilize it first, and then wait until the parasitic sword pill, when the time comes, this little ghost is not at my kneading?!"

Fan Yehuang's many thoughts flashed in a short period of time.

On his lips, he snorted coldly, and justice was awe-inspiring.

"Hmph, little ghost, this seat is upright, who are you in this seat?!"

"Pay attention and listen, this secret art is an ancient inheritance, and it is a thing with a great origin, called the second chapter of Taiyi Alchemy, called the Immortal Chapter of the Gods. ”

"This seat can send the gods to be immortal for three hundred years, and they all have the work of this secret art. ”

"Now, I'll teach you!"

Fan Yehuang spoke proudly,

But he didn't know that there was a storm in Zhang Qingyuan's heart.

Taiyi Alchemy!

Isn't this the mysterious magic that I got from a certain cave ruins back then, from that disciple of the Imperial Beast Sect?!

What is the origin of this secret art?!

Thoughts were surging in my heart.

But Zhang Qingyuan also knows that now is not the time to think too much.

Hurriedly gathered his mind.

Fan Yehuang in the token also seemed to sense the fluctuations in Zhang Qingyuan's divine consciousness at that moment.

Secretly in my heart:

"It seems that this kid should have heard of these secret techniques, otherwise he wouldn't have such a reaction, maybe after getting the sword pill, he can not kill him first, and see if he can force out the news he knows......"

Fan Yehuang has a ghost in his heart.

But it didn't show up in the slightest.

I saw one of them pointing out,

Time and space seemed to be compressed and intersected at this moment, and a little streamer seemed to come from outside the sky, pointing on Zhang Qingyuan's forehead.

Stand-time,

Countless information poured into Zhang Qingyuan's mind like a tidal wave!