"What's wrong?", Venerable Qianling took a sip of tea and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mo Fan turned around tremblingly, his face looking extremely bad.

"What the hell is going on?", Venerable Qianling realized that something was wrong and instantly came to him, ready to check on his situation.

"Former ...... Senior, I found that there was a piece of blood red in my sea of consciousness. ”

Mo Fan cried and said with a sad face: "How long is this purple potato going to pester me!"

When Venerable Qianling heard this, his brows furrowed, and he put his palm on Mo Fan's forehead and probed carefully.

Sure enough, as Mo Fan said, in his sea of consciousness, a place turned obvious blood red, which looked very weird.

Venerable Qianling thought to himself, taking away has always been a gamble with his life, winning and living, and the loser dying, from ancient times to the present, there has been no case of both sides surviving.

Venerable Qianling looked at Mo Fan with a frightened and somewhat innocent expression, pondered for a moment, and said to him, "You will try to touch that area later and see what effect will appear." ”

"What!", Mo Fan shouted, taking a step back, "Senior, although we haven't known each other for a long time, we haven't reached the point of death, if I come into contact with that thing and return to the soul level, what should I do?"

Venerable Qianling's face was black, and he said, "The deity will naturally arrange it for you, rest assured!"

He had an extra white pill in his hand, and Venerable Qianling handed it to Mo Fan, saying: "This is the Awakening Pill, which has the effect of purifying the heart and suppressing evil spirits, before you try to contact it, take this first, if something happens, with my strength, I will keep you fine." ”

Mo Fan hesitated for a moment, "You said it!"

With that, he directly threw the pill into his mouth and touched the very weird sea of red consciousness with his spiritual power.

Everything was like a stone thrown into the calm lake, rippling in circles, and after the strange sea of consciousness was touched by Mo Fan's spiritual power, there was a riot, quickly swallowing and assimilating the originally normal area around it, and in just a few seconds, Mo Fan's sea of consciousness had been occupied by the strange red.

Mo Fan observed his body, watching his sea of consciousness turn into that ghost, but there was no means to stop it.

Knock! Knock!

Mo Fan found that his heart was beating several times stronger than usual, and an indescribable energy gushed out from the sea of consciousness and melted into all parts of his body.

Annoying!

This is how Mo Fan feels now, he feels as if he has an anxiety disorder, and he can't calm down at all.

"Senior, I...... What's wrong with me?", Mo Fan asked Venerable Qianling, and he found that his voice had become a little hoarse and low.

Venerable Qianling looked at him in surprise and gave him a mirror, "Look at it yourself." ”

Mo Fan took it.

Mo Fan: "???"

Why are these nails so long!

Mo Fan saw the hands that connected the mirror, the nails had grown by 2 centimeters, and they had turned black, as sharp as sharp blades.

Could it be? Mo Fan became nervous in his heart.

He quickly brought the mirror to his face.

The two pupils turned red, and his original inch hair became long and fluttering, and he touched his chest and abdomen.

Pectoral muscles, abs, my God, all of them!

"Looks like you're fine!", Venerable Qianling said, "Isn't the way you look now, the mad version of you you described?"

Mo Fan nodded, "But, why is this happening?"

"It's okay, you indirectly got his ability", Venerable Qianling said, holding his chin, "just like the spatial talent you got." ”

"That's the case!", Mo Fan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it didn't kill him, everything was easy to say.

Mo Fan tried to hit a set of cloak sticks in the madness mode, but as soon as the stick touched his hand, he didn't even think about it, and his hands skillfully displayed it, looking like an innate talent, all relying on subconscious movements.

It seems that because he has used it too many times before, this trick has been deeply imprinted in his soul.

Venerable Qianling observed the stick technique cast by Mo Fan, according to the power he had seen before, compared to the present, one was the earth and the other was the sky.

Today's Mo Fan hits a stick dozens of times faster than before, and the power has also been greatly improved, and now there is no mud and water at all, and the power of this stick method is maximized.

Venerable Qianling looked at him with his hands in his hands and sighed: "This junior's luck is really good!

After Mo Fan finished a set, he found that he didn't even pant for breath, so there were small beads of sweat on his forehead, and it didn't seem to take much effort, "In this form, my strength is so strong!", Mo Fan sighed: "I'm absolutely right, I want to call it 'Wushuang Mode'." ”

Unparalleled......

Venerable Qianling's face was black.

"When I think of fighting with others in the future, I shout: Get out of the way, watch me slap him, tsk! It's handsome to think about!", Mo Fan pretended.

"This ......", Venerable Qianling just wanted to complain about Mo Fan's naming ability, but was interrupted by the other party.

"Senior Qianling, what's wrong with my mode!", Mo Fan suddenly remembered and asked.

Venerable Qianling put away the words of complaint that had just been prepared in his heart, and carefully thought about the question raised by Xia Mofan, "You try to touch it with your spiritual power again and see if you can make it go back!"

Mo Fan tried to condense a trace of spiritual power, but the mania in his heart was helpless, and it took him a long time to condense a small trace.

Good...... It's so small

Mo Fan controlled the extremely small spiritual power to touch his sea of consciousness, just as Venerable Qianling thought, as soon as the strange red touched the spiritual power, like the sea water at low tide, it quickly narrowed its scope, and finally gathered together, quietly waiting in a corner to come out next time.

Mo Fan looked at the nails that kept contracting to regain color, as well as the muscles that had become smaller, and knew that he had succeeded.

"Great!", Mo Fan smiled happily, but he felt that the spiritual power in his body was as empty as if it had been patronized by a thief.

But there's nothing to worry about, it's worth it for such a strong effect!

"Mo Fan", Venerable Qianling shouted, and then pointed to his hair.

"Hair, what's wrong with the hair?", Mo Fan scratched the back of his head.

Why is it still so long for me to go to !!!

Mo Fan touched his long hair, and immediately decided not to cut it.

Long hair fluttering, big deal to tie up, like Qianling's predecessors, handsome!

"Senior", Mo Fan looked at Venerable Qianling with shining eyes: "Can you teach me how to tie my hair?"

Venerable Qianling looked confused, he never thought that Mo Fan would say this.