It's dark at night.

On the third floor of the "Tang Dynasty Hotel", the VIP suite No. 3026 is still lit in the living room.

On the coffee table in the living room, there was the jade turtle, the milky white turtle back, which glowed hazy under the soft light, looking very blurry. Xiao Fan leaned back slightly on the sofa, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was recuperating.

Three beautiful little faces surrounded the coffee table, "each according to one side", and the six beautiful eyes were shining, staring at the jade turtle.

After eating the mutton steamed bun, as soon as he returned to the hotel, Xiao Fan took out the jade turtle to study. The three beauties also joined the research after taking their own showers.

I don't know how long it took, Yuan Qianqian's delicate little body fell back, stretched out her hand to rub her eyes, and said with a snort: "Oops, my eyes hurt so much, I'm tired to death...... What secrets does this dead turtle hide? I've been looking at these patterns for a long time, and I'm dizzy, and I can't stand it......"

Tang Xuan smiled bitterly and rubbed her eyes.

Yuan Qianqian is right, although the jade quality of this jade turtle is warm and soft, the patterns on the turtle's back are always vague and indistinct, and it seems that there is always a layer of smoke.

In Feng Wanniang's eyes, these patterns are also labyrinths, and they have been copied back and studied carefully.

Yuan Qianqian rubbed her eyes for a while, then leaned on the coffee table, puffed up her delicate little mouth at the jade turtle, and said angrily: "Old turtle, old turtle, you are talking, what are those patterns on your back for?" Is it useful or not? Don't fool us......"

At this time, Yuan Qianqian only felt that there was a flower in front of her, and the jade turtle disappeared out of thin air.

"Oops. What's going on? ”

When Yuan Qianqian came back to her senses, the jade turtle had already reached Xiao Fan's hands. I don't know what kind of "magic" he used.

Tang Xuan's face showed a look of shock and admiration. She could see clearly that Xiao Fan was not using "magic". Rather, it is taken from the air, purely supported by internal forces. Although this jade turtle is not big, the whole body is carved from jade, but it is heavy. As soon as Xiao Fan's palm was raised, the jade turtle shot into his hand like an arrow.

How profound should this internal strength be?

In addition to the rumored that those peerless masters have such profound internal strength, in reality, Tang Xuan is really the first time to see someone perform such a magical martial art.

Looking at Xiao Fan's lightweight appearance, this is just a casual play, and it doesn't cause much burden at all. There is room for action.

"You all rest, I'll try something else."

Xiao Fan said slowly, bent his legs, sat down cross-legged on the sofa, his hands folded on the dantian, and the jade turtle rested in his palm.

Yuan Qianqian and Tang Xuan looked at each other.

Xin Linxiu frowned and said, "You said that this thing contains a strong power of heavenly covering......

Xin Lin's words were not finished, but the meaning was very clear. Xin Lin followed Xiao Fan for a long time. Among the three women, she was the only one who knew how powerful the power of the Heavenly Shadow had on the sorcerer. The more highly accomplished a sorcerer is, the more cautious he is when faced with the power of the Heavenly Machine.

Xiao Fan nodded and said, "It doesn't matter. I'll try it in the Helo method. Take your time, and if it's not right, I'll stop right away. I always feel it. This stuff is important. ”

Xiao Fan's words are not unbelievable. This mysterious sixth sense. I can't tell you the truth, but it does exist. As a Grand Sorcerer. Xiao Fan's development of the sixth sense has never stopped. In fact, the art of divination is deeply related to the mysterious sixth sense of human beings.

As soon as he checked into the "Tang Dynasty Hotel" last night, Xiao Fan took a lesson, showing from the hexagram that some special things will happen in the past two days, which may have a very important impact on his future direction.

"Hmm."

Xin Lin bowed slightly, didn't say anything more, and sat down on the sofa on the side, the extremely thin and thin soft sword, resting quietly on the coffee table, shining with a piercing coldness.

Yuan Qianqian and Tang Xuan glanced at each other, and silently took each side and put on a defensive formation.

Although Yuan Qianqian was temporarily unable to use internal force and her combat effectiveness was extremely weak, her experience in the rivers and lakes for so many years was not in vain. If something unusual happens, she can at least warn in time.

A slight sound of prayer rang out in the living room.

The treasure light on Xiao Fan's face flowed, and with the passage of time, even the whole body faintly revealed a hazy luster, which was extremely soft, and people couldn't help but feel close at first sight.

It was quiet in the living room.

A force of divine thought slowly wrapped the jade turtle and penetrated it little by little.

What Xiao Fan read in his mouth was the "incantation" circulated by the Heluo Yin Yang Sect. The Heluo Yin-Yang Sect began to decline in the pre-Qing Dynasty, and many important classics in the sect were lost, but in the "Wuji Shuzang", there are many classical classics that have been completely preserved, including even the cultivation experience of the two masters of the Heluo Sect hundreds of years ago. I don't know how these classics were collected by Wujimen back then. Xiao Fan's incantation came from the handwriting of one of the Heluo Sect Patriarchs.

Since this jade turtle may be related to the ancestral grandmaster of the Heluo Sect, it is necessary to try it with the techniques of the Heluo Sect.

Time passed bit by bit, and suddenly, a pattern appeared in Xiao Fan's mind, vague, as if it was a round object, constantly rotating.

Xiao Fan's heart moved, and then he increased the penetration of the power of divine thoughts.

The so-called power of divine thoughts is also related to the sixth sense, which ordinary people can feel through meditation. Of course, that feeling is hazy, vague and vague. For a great magician like Xiao Fan, who has achieved cultivation, the power of divine thoughts is real, intangible and qualitative, and he can clearly feel the existence of this liliang and can control it.

The pattern became clearer......

At the same time, thousands of miles away in the capital, the West Hill Villa District. A vast villa is also lit up. In recent years, it seems that the lights of this villa have not been completely turned off at night. I don't know what the owner of the villa is up to.

In the living room of the villa, two middle-aged men in white robes, curly hair, and sunken eyes sat opposite each other.

Sitting on the west side is the first great disciple of the Western Departure Sect, the "High Priest of the Heavens" under the throne of Patriarch Rongtian; Sitting on the east side is Abbas, the fourth ranked "High Priest of the Blood Heaven" of the Five Great Witch Saints of the Western Sect.

Sabir sat still, his expression solemn.

Abbas took a sip of the black tea in front of him and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, when will the third senior brother come over?" ”

"It should be soon, he said he was going to have a meeting...... They're a country that just likes to have meetings. ”

Sabir lifted his fluffy wrist and looked at his watch, and replied casually, his tone mixed with disdain.

"Isn't Master able to get out yet? That Xiao Fan, but I've been out for a long time......"

Abbas said, his brow furrowed. Regarding the situation of Patriarch Rong Tian and Xiao Fan fighting in the air, although he had not seen it in person, he had also heard the two senior brothers describe it. The details are slightly different, but generally not bad. According to the situation at that time, Patriarch Rong Tian was the attacker, Xiao Fan was the defender, and he was a passive defense while changing his life against the sky. It stands to reason that even if Xiao Fan hadn't been attacked by the power of heaven and earth and was killed on the spot, the injuries he suffered should have been at least much heavier than that of Patriarch Rong Tian.

But now, Xiao Fan seems to have recovered from his injuries, and Patriarch Rong Tian has been in retreat.

Doesn't it mean that Master's injuries are much more serious than Xiao Fan's?

It doesn't make sense.

As one of the five witch saints of the Western Apocalypse, Abbas's attainments in magic are not low, and he knows the danger of changing his life against the sky. No matter how clever the great magician is, even if he is not interfered with by any external force, he may not be able to retreat with his whole body in the most well-prepared situation.

How did Xiao Fan do it?

If this is the case, could it be that Xiao Fan's attainments in magic are far above Patriarch Rongtian?

Abbas would never believe it.

Although he was not like Senior Brother Sabir and worshiped his master like a god, he also did not believe that there were people in this world whose magic attainments were several levels higher than that of Patriarch Rong Tian.

It wasn't a man anymore, it was a god.

Abbas was a little confused.

Sabir sneered and said, "Fourth Senior Brother, are you doubting Master? ”

"Senior brother doesn't dare."

Abbas was taken aback, quickly put down the teacup, and said respectfully. Regardless of whether Abbas really believes in this senior brother who presides over the affairs of the church in his heart, at least on the face he has a lot of respect for Sabir. It's also very interesting to say, the five witch saints of the Western Departure Sect, Abbas is responsible for "force", and he does murder and blood on weekdays, but in his daily actions, Abbas is the most gentle and polite one. Far less grumpy than Sabir.

Sabir's eyes shimmered, and he swept Abbas's face back and forth a few times, then he bowed his head slightly, his expression softened, and said, "Fourth junior brother, there is a key in this, you haven't figured it out, have you?" ”

"Senior brother, please."

Abbas said respectfully, owing his body.

Sabir waved his hand and said, "You and Xiao Fan have also fought each other, do you think he has completely recovered?" ”

Abbas groaned, "I haven't fought him face-to-face, but judging from the fact that he didn't hesitate to use his internal strength to heal the girl who robbed the tomb, his injuries should have healed, right?" ”

"Should you be healed? Hehe, you're talking about just his physical injuries. ”

Abbas was shocked and said, "Senior brother, do you mean that Xiao Fan's Dao injury is more serious?" ”

"Of course. At that time, although the master was fooled, and he fought with that crape myrtle immortal master Wu Shuochang for two days, and his vitality was somewhat damaged, Zuihou had already awakened the Holy Spirit of the Divine Beast of the Town Sect and attacked Xiao Fan. In that case, even if he was really a god, it would be impossible for him to be unscathed. Master concluded that even if he didn't die, he would definitely fall more than one realm in terms of technique. Now that he looks good, do you think his attainments in magic will be restored so quickly? We are all sorcerers, and we know in our hearts that Dao injuries are not so easy to heal. ”

Sabir said coldly, smirking.

"Makes sense, makes sense......"

Abbas suddenly realized and nodded repeatedly. (To be continued......)