Suddenly, this place has become a battlefield, an unusually silent battlefield.

Ye Fan's gradually revealing body slowly stood up, his momentum was like a rainbow, making people look at a chilling feeling, and even let the surrounding flowers and trees fall for it.

"This ...... This... How is this possible!"

Even the seasoned Turing's eyes widened in surprise at the moment, looking at what was happening in this place.

"The voice of walking is sonorous and powerful, the body is as firm as a bell, and the pace is steady and brisk! This guy has changed incredible!" Turing said in shock when he saw the voice slowly standing up and walking steadily towards this side.

One-step... Two steps... Three Steps... Five-step ...... Ten Steps...... Twenty Steps......

Finally, Ye Fan walked out of the misty dust and mist, and completely walked out of it, with his imposing momentum and steady figure, shocking Turing, who had been silently paying attention to the sidelines.

"Do you feel anything uncomfortable?" After Ye Fan walked out, Turing hurriedly greeted him, looked Ye Fan up and down with concern, and asked.

When Ye Fan heard this, he immediately grinned, raised his hand and grabbed the back of his head, and said with a smile on his honest expression: "This... This is not ...... to feel."

"Silly boy has a stupid blessing! I didn't think you could do it!" Turing said approvingly.

"That's it, don't look at whose apprentice it is, right?!" After Ye Fan saw that Ye Fan praised him, he also flattered Turing tactfully.

"Yo! Yes, it seems that after being promoted to the soul rank, both IQ and EQ have become higher!" Turing said with some annoyance.

Ye Fan rolled his eyes: "I just wanted to praise you for a word or two......

"Hahaha...... Tell me, how do you feel now?" Turing asked, after making a joke.

"Feeling?" Ye Fan scratched the back of his head and said a little stupidly, "I just feel that my vision has become clearer, my body has become much more dexterous, and I feel that my body seems to have inexhaustible energy, and my body is doubly refreshed!"

"Very good! When you reach this realm, you can truly say that you have truly reached the beginning of soul cultivation and soul refinement!" Turing said.

"Hmm~ I know! Only at this time can I get the Origin Realm Stage, so that I can fully and slowly comprehend the chaotic power between heaven and earth, and then use these powers to make myself stronger through everything!" Ye Fan waited for Turing's words to finish speaking, and then continued.

"Very good! You've been promoted now, and your IQ has improved a lot!" Turing said in a weird voice.

"Tu Lao, I think you are going to loosen your bones, three sentences and two sentences are sarcasm!" Ye Fan said impatiently.

"Hahahaha...... Okay! Then no joke, from today onwards, you don't have to practice your family's "Wooden Sword Command Book" anymore!" Turing made a joke for a while, and his painting style suddenly became serious.

Hearing this, Ye Fan nodded in surprise, and hurriedly said: "Finally, I don't have to practice my clan's 'Wooden Sword Command Spectrum' anymore, these genealogies that we practiced from the age of three to ten in Liuye Peak have been practiced by me now, and I finally don't have to get up early every morning to practice this!"

Ye Fan nodded happily, eager to pick up three feet tall in place.

"Don't be too happy! If you don't practice your family's "Wooden Sword Command Spectrum", what are you practicing? I don't have a soul method for you now!" Turing said gloating when he saw Ye Fan's excited appearance at this moment.

When Ye Fan heard this, he was speechless for a while, and after a while, he said: "Then you tell me not to practice the "Wooden Sword Command Spectrum"! Aren't you playing tricks on me?"

"Hey, hey, don't worry, I said that I won't let you practice this, there is a way for you to practice exercises that are much higher than the soul level!" Turing said mysteriously.

"Is there a way??" Ye Fan asked.

"Guest!"

At this moment, as soon as Ye Fan's words fell, a shout came from a distance, and he trotted all the way over while shouting Ye Fan.

"Yo! Look! What are you talking about! What are you going to do! Your next exercise is in their hands!" Turing saw this, and immediately received it to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was pleasantly surprised, looked at the person who came, and saw that it was just an ordinary palace guard, and then asked in a low voice: "What good exercises can a guard have?"

"It's not him! it's Nan Rongzheng's mansion that has been looking for your help recently!" Turing saw Ye Fan's situation, and then said angrily.

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While the two were talking, the guard had already trotted all the way over, and whispered to Ye Fan: "Guest, my master asked you to go quietly to the Imperial Book Xuanfang, and you have something important to discuss!" I saw that the man heard Ye Fan's front and back, bent down and bowed slightly, and whispered in Ye Fan's ear.

"What's the matter?" Ye Fan frowned, and then asked.

"The subordinates don't know, but you'll know when you go!" the guard said mysteriously.

Ye Fan said in his heart, this guard must also want to know what is going on!

Immediately, Ye Fan followed the guard, went around to the path, and walked quietly all the way.

The guards in front of Ye Fan were walking in front of Ye Fan, looking back and forth in three or two steps, very cautious, Ye Fan was very curious when he saw this.

"You are so cautious, what is going on?" Ye Fan asked suspiciously.

The guard heard Ye Fan's question, turned his head to look at Ye Fan, and then turned his head back, looked around cautiously, and whispered cautiously while leading the way: "Back to the guest, don't hide it, as a guest of my Nanrong Mansion, our King Zheng's cronies and friends, you must also know that this Nanrong Mansion will not belong to the Nanrong family soon!" Now you see that this seemingly peaceful Nanrong Mansion is already a plate of scattered sand, some people have set up their own doors to hide their power in it, some people have taken refuge in the three of them to be undercover agents of my Nanrong Mansion, and some people are ready to find out the shortcomings of my master in order to have merit when they take refuge, and they are ready to enter the Dao Blood Gate as a tribute!

Ye Fan suddenly realized, he had been squatting back and forth in the area of his guest room area for the past few days, but he hadn't paid attention to the changes in this Nanrong Mansion! No wonder this time he came out, he felt that this Nanrong Mansion was much more deserted than when he came before, and it turned out that everyone was now running to be spies.

"It's ridiculous! The janitor soldier who had been holding on to the spies outside had become spies himself!'Could it be that in order to survive, people really live like they hate in the end?" Ye Fan whispered as he followed behind the guard.

The guard who had been in front of him as if he was exploring the path also nodded meaningfully after hearing Ye Fan's words, and then hurriedly echoed: "What the guest said is right!

The two of them walked all the way around the road, and finally came to the center of Nan Rongzheng's mansion: Nan Rongzheng's room.

Immediately, I saw that the guard knocked lightly on the second window on the side of Nan Rongzheng, and after knocking on the door with a moderate strength, there was a voice directly from inside: "Come in!"

Then the two looked at each other, and the guard bowed sideways to make a way, stretched out one arm to make a 'please', and said respectfully, "Please." ”

Seeing that this person was so humble, Ye Fan also smiled in return, and said to him, "Thank you." ”

Squeak~~~

After the small window on the side of this room was gently pushed open by Ye Fan, he immediately kicked the ground with both feet, grabbed the window frame with both hands, and jumped into this room.

Squeak~~~ Bang dang!

As soon as Ye Fan entered the Dao House, the window was directly closed by the guard from the outside, and then he stood on the left side of the window, not looking back and forth.

"It's here!" Nan Rong said softly when he saw Ye Fan coming.

Ye Fan saw that his speech even became softer and more slow, and he became even more curious, and then asked in the same soft voice: "What's the matter?" Could it be that your house is not soundproof?"

Na Nan Rong was holding a pen in one hand and grinding the black grinding rock in the other, and after being stunned, he looked at Ye Fan, then smiled a little embarrassedly, and said, "Oh no, no...I'm just painting, not afraid that others will hear it." You know, you can't be distracted when you paint, once you speak too loudly or use too much force, this hard-earned painting will instantly fail and become meaningless!"

Seeing this, Ye Fan immediately stepped forward to watch further.

I saw Ye Fan at this time looking at the painting on the other party's table, and when Ye Fan got close to the painting, he was a little shocked and couldn't open his mouth.

At this moment, the painting on Nan Rongzheng's desktop was vividly painted by Nan Rongzheng, as if it was really placed in front of Ye Fan.

In this painting, there is a huge cage depicting a demon dragon bound by several iron chains and steel cables, a demon dragon with a red body, the demon dragon's eyes have no black pupils, and the expression proves that in this huge cage, although the whole body is black, but it emits a golden light, and the six dragon claws on the whole body grasp the steel pillar of the huge iron cage, and the expression is hideous and terrifying, as if it wants to conflict with the cage shackles.

Seeing this, Ye Fan was extremely shocked in his heart, and then stared at this painting without squinting, and after looking at it for a long time, he asked, "What is the meaning of you making this painting?"

Nan Rong saw that Ye Fan was interested in his painting, and then said helplessly: "This is a dream I made, and I don't know what the meaning is!"

"Have a dream?" Ye Fan asked with a frown.

"Yes, I've been painting this painting for two whole days! I've been painting it with all my might, racking my brains!"