Before, he just turned his head, but at this moment, Wang Bufan even turned his body completely. Apparently, he was ready to get his hands dirty. Ku Feng was very angry, very angry, this Wang Bufan was simply too ignorant of current affairs. Before the failure of opening up Linghu three times, he had arrogant capital, but now he is clearly going to become a wasted person, why is he arrogant, why is he arrogant? !

"Wang Bufan, my spiritual lake is expanding day by day, and my spiritual power will become more and more, and you will not be my opponent after all. So I advise you, the days are still long, hurry up, don't give it all at once!" "If you want to say that, can I understand that you are threatening me?" Wang Bufan pressed forward step by step, without giving in, as if he was stunned, and he was not worried about the future.

"You ......" Ku Feng was speechless, resentful in his heart, but it was difficult to stretch. In fact, if this situation continues, he will indeed look down on Wang Bufan in the future, but after all, that is a matter of the future, what should I do now? I can't beat him, and Wang Bufan still doesn't give him the stairs, this is ...... The expectant eyes of the brothers were like fire, baking Ku Feng's face, which was already red.

"Ahh "Meet the Master!" Everyone including Ku Feng bowed down to greet him, and their attitude was extremely pious, as if they were worshipping a fairy.

The Yunlan Pavilion Master Mo Xingsuo, who was covered in purple demon beast skin armor, ignored everyone, his face was full of anger, and he looked directly at Wang Bufan. "Apprentice to meet Master. Wang Bufan was about to salute, but was interrupted by the angry Mo Xingshuo. "No need, the friendship between you and me is interrupted. You are not worthy of being my apprentice, let alone joining the Wind Thunder Pavilion!"

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, it shook Wang Bufan's heart. The opening of Linghu failed three times in a row, and everyone's attitude towards him changed, which he didn't think of. For the path of cultivation, he is bound to climb. But at this moment, the originally kind and kind Master actually said such a thing......?" Why?" Although he asked, with Wang Bufan's intelligence, he had already vaguely guessed that Mo Xingshuo's attitude must be related to his failure to open up the Spirit Lake three times before and after.

"Why, who allowed you to cultivate privately? Failed to open up the Spirit Lake three times in a row, and you still have the face to ask why? Do you think that the Wind Thunder Pavilion will accept a waste who has no hope as a disciple? Will I need a waste who can't cultivate as an apprentice?!" Mo Xingshuo was furious, and his hair was furious. "Cultivating privately?" Wang Bufan secretly smiled bitterly, completely speechless. As early as half a year ago, when Mo Xingshuo, the master of the Yunlan Pavilion of the Xiuzhen Sect, passed by the Kujiamu, he stumbled upon the existence of him, a person with the limit of the innate physical body.

At that time, Mo Xingsuo was ecstatic, as if he had obtained a treasure, and privately accepted him as a disciple and taught him the cultivation exercises, encouraging him to work hard to cultivate, and strive to successfully open up the spiritual lake and embark on the path of cultivation before the annual selection of the Ying Festival. When the Choosing Ying meeting is held, he will be introduced into Yunlan Pavilion and officially accepted as an apprentice.

And now, he is scolding Wang Bufan for cultivating privately...... Wang Bufan knew that this was anger. Tomorrow is the day when the Ying Sect opens, and at that time, the eighteen surrounding forces, including Kujiamu, will send their own elites to let the four Xiuzhen sects that come to choose and recruit their respective sects.

The Yunlan Pavilion, where Mo Xingshuo is located, is one of these four cultivation sects. As an emissary of the sect to recruit disciples, each qualified disciple recruited for the sect will be rewarded with contribution points. And those who are similar to Wang Bufan, who have the limit of their innate physical body, will be rewarded with additional contribution points after recruitment. Therefore, as early as half a year ago, after Mo Xingshuo discovered Wang Bufan, he privately accepted him as a disciple, and prepared to recruit him into Yunlan Pavilion at this year's Ying Selection Conference to add a lot of contribution points for himself. The failure to open up the Spirit Lake three times in a row meant that Wang Bufan had cut off his cultivation path and could only be a mortal from now on. Therefore, Mo Xingshuo's anger is not difficult to understand.

"Is it a waste of the broken path of cultivation......" Wang Bufan shook his head and smiled bitterly. "In the future, you can do it yourself!" Mo Xingshuo turned around hatefully, no longer bothered with the worthless Wang Bufan, and instead looked at Ku Feng without hesitation, and praised it greatly. "Ku Feng, yes, very good. Successfully opening up the Spirit Lake at a young age is much stronger than that waste. That's fine, but don't let his momentary brute force disrupt your pace of cultivation. You must know that your spiritual path has just begun, and you may even become an existence like me in the future. Therefore, you have to take a long-term view, and you have to aim higher!" Ku Feng was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed down to thank him, "Thank you Master for your advice." ”

"Hmm. Mo Xingshuo was very satisfied with Ku Feng's humble and respectful attitude, "I, Fenglei Pavilion, need a promising disciple like you. Ku Feng was inexplicably surprised, and said in a trembling voice: "Really?!" Mo Xingsuo nodded in confirmation, looking at Ku Feng's eyes full of kindness, like a peaceful elder. "You, don't deserve to be my opponent anymore!" Ku Feng glanced at Wang Bufan, the excitement and disdain on his face, and the thick desire almost dripped. Afterwards, Ku Feng and his party beckoned Mo Xingshuo and walked towards the depths of the curtain, leaving Wang Bufan alone in the same place. Looking at the distant figures of everyone, Wang Bufan showed a bitter smile on his face.

"It's really realistic, this cheap master didn't make any of his cheapness, so he gave up on me completely. I wanted to surprise you at the risk of death, but I didn't expect you to give me a fright first. Wu shook his head, and Wang Bufan turned to leave. Such a cheap master, if it is gone, it will be gone, and it is not a pity at all. The path that has been decided in my heart must still be firmly followed. "Wang Bufan!" Just walked out a dozen steps away, a crisp female voice sounded behind him again. "Alas!" Wang Bufan, who frowned, sighed helplessly, and said without looking back: "Ku Mo'er, what do you want to do?!"

"Let's separate! I've thought about it, it's not appropriate for us to be together!" Wang Bufan was stunned for a moment, and then turned around. Not far away, there was a girl wearing a colorful scale skirt and a flower shell chain around her neck. The girl was slender and beautiful, and looked very pure and clean. "You say that as if when we've been together, I've always felt that we're not suitable, and I've told you a thousand times...... But no matter what, the blood-red and weird fairy shrine!"You sent me to this wonderful undersea cultivation world, you won't let me die, right?" Wang Bufan was crossed over. And it was the shrine that controlled all this!

On June 1, 2016, the great Children's Day, he, a former Young Pioneer, drove a six-handed domestic magic car that he had just bought for two days to Keel Stream to accompany his friends to see dinosaur bone fossils. In the fossil slope of the keel stream, everyone admires a lot of dinosaur bone fossils. However, among the many dinosaur bone fossils, he saw a strange fairy shrine that seemed to have blood flowing out......

Ku Mo'er's expression was solemn and righteous. "It was all my temptation to you before, and you don't want to hide your pretense anymore, now I have discovered your true character. From now on, we are strangers, and we no longer have any relationship, not the slightest. Please don't pester me anymore!" "It's okay in the first place. As for pestering you...... You're too self-conscious, aren't you?" Wang Bufan sneered coldly.

"Hmph! I've seen a lot of despicable people like you. Don't talk to me again, I don't bother to speak!" Ku Mo'er shook her skirt angrily, leaving her disdainful eyes to Wang Bufan, and then put on a happy face and quickly chased in the direction where Ku Feng and the others left. "This one by one, it's really realistic!" Looking at Ku Mo'er's slender figure in the distance, Wang Bufan shook his head helplessly, "Why do you think that I must be a waste?" But the fourth time was different, as the old saying goes, 'if you don't succeed, you'll be dead'. In other words, there would be great danger in opening up the Spirit Lake for the fourth time, and if it failed, it would cost one's life, and no one was exempt.

The four times of the Spirit Lake throughout the ages have all achieved a prestige legend. Because this kind of person has great courage and perseverance, and Linghu's tenacity and carrying capacity are much stronger than ordinary people. But correspondingly, because Linghu is more tenacious, the success rate of opening up is also low, and it is so low that it is appallingly low, it is said that only one in 100,000 people can succeed, and the mortality rate is quite high.

Even so, Wang Bufan still decided to rush forward. The steps towards the meditation conch are still sloppy, and his waist is still slightly bent, but he has stepped out of a momentum and is indomitable! At the end of the dazzling starfish road, nine huge conches stand, each as big as a house, this is the meditation conch. However, their flesh is no longer there, and they have been ripped clean from the inside, leaving only an empty shell.

The Meditation Snail is just another name for it in the underwater world. In fact, it was originally called the iron house conch, and the adult iron house conch is two feet high, about four feet in length and width, and is named because of its large size and hard shell like iron. At first, it was just a delicious food, but later it was discovered that staying in its shell had the effect of calming the mind, making the heart feel like an ancient well, so the effect of its shell soon overshadowed the deliciousness of its flesh, and the name was changed to a meditation snail. At this moment, Wang Bufan came to the meditation snail. In front of the nine meditation snails, the elderly Kuci lay on a rattan chair made of sea rattan and tough straw with his eyes closed, swaying leisurely. As the custodian of the Meditation Conch in the Theater, all he needs to do is stay here every day and charge a certain fee to those who enter the Meditation Conch.

Turning over his hand and taking out nine finger-sized mussel spirit beads, Wang Bufan handed them to him, "Ninth." "There are nine meditation snails, each of which is of a different size, and the larger the size, the better the effect, and of course the cost is different. The ninth meditation conch is the largest and most expensive at the same time, requiring nine mussel spirit beads. "The Mussel Spirit Bead, a good thing, it contains aura, and it is said that even the cultivator needs to cultivate through it. You're willing to spend nine in exchange for the use of the ninth Meditation Snail. Come, let me see which little guy has such a big grasp of opening up the Spirit Lake. Kuci moved his gaze away to look at Beng Lingzhu, and when he found that it was Wang Bufan, he stood up suddenly, as if he was shocked.

"Why are you again?!" "I'm going to enter the ninth meditation snail. As he spoke, Wang Bufan placed nine mussel spirit beads that shimmered with milky white brilliance in Kuci's hand. Ku Ci seemed to be unconscious, and let two of them fall to the ground, and did not pick them up, only staring at Wang Bufan tightly, as if his mind was lost. After a long time, he came back to his senses, picked up the two clam spirit beads that fell to the ground, gently wiped off the dust, and returned them to Wang Bufan with the seven in his hand. "If I'm not mistaken, you've failed to open up Spirit Lake three times. Young people, listen to my old fellow's advice, let's go! Don't have obsessions, the path of cultivation is destined by heaven, don't fight with the sky, that is doomed to failure. Isn't it just that you can't become a cultivator, so what, like me, an old fellow, who has been wandering so leisurely all his life, isn't it good, do you dare to say that a cultivator must be more comfortable and nourishing than me?"

"Go back, what innate physical body limit, what cultivator, what bullshit master, that's all fleeting, life is the root of all this. Of the eighteen forces around our Kujia Curtain, the last four times the Spirit Lake appeared was hundreds of years ago, but there are people who die every year because of the four times they open up the Spirit Lake. Don't insist any longer, give up!" Wang Bufan glanced at Ku Ci deeply.

Since the failure of the three Spirit Lake openings, this was the only word he had heard that cared about him. However, he is imperative on his spiritual path, and no matter what happens, he will not be deterred. "I am very grateful for your kindness, however, I insist. "Young man, why are you so dead-eyed?" Ku Ci enlightened again, intending to pull Wang Bufan back from the road of death.

In vain, Wang Bufan insisted, and in the end, he had to shake his head helplessly, and sighed: "Alas, go your own way, since you insist, then I can only wish you good luck." He handed over the nine mussel spirit beads to Ku Ci again, and then Wang Bufan walked towards the ninth meditation conch. "I have a deep attachment to the world, but unfortunately I don't have much to live. You have a good life, a quiet time, but you don't cherish it. It's a pity, it's pitiful, it's pathetic......" Obviously, Kuci was very optimistic about Wang Bufan, and he lamented that another life was about to pass. Inside the meditation snail, the shell wall is white and flawless, exuding a strange fragrance, it is this fragrance that makes people feel calm, there is no self and nothing. A withered futon of unknown seaweed was laid on the ground, and there was nothing else in the whole meditation snail.

"It's going to work. Wang Bufan sat cross-legged on the futon, the strange fragrance was fragrant, calming his mind, and gradually his heart was like stopping water, as if there were no waves in the ancient well. Before preparing to fight for his life to open up the Spirit Lake again, he rolled up the sleeve of his left arm. Two inches above the wrist of the left arm is a tattoo that seems to be engraved in a bone. This tattoo is a pair of blood-red and weird fairy shrines!"You sent me to this wonderful undersea cultivation world, you won't let me die, right?"

Wang Bufan was crossed over. And it was the fairy shrine that controlled all this! On June 1, 2016, the great Children's Day, he, a former Young Pioneer, drove a six-handed domestic magic car that he had just bought for two days to Keel Stream to accompany his friends to see dinosaur bone fossils.

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