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"Boy, I didn't expect you to be able to communicate with the spirit, it really makes me very happy, the spirit of martial arts has no effect on me, but this spirit has a lot of effect on recovering the soul power of the fan with me" The voice of the fan came into Ao Baifeng's mind, and Ao Baifeng probably knew what was going on.

Ao Baifeng suddenly came out of his static state, looking a little thoughtful, "Fan Liu, since the qi soul helps you recover, then if I can absorb the qi soul every day for you to absorb, how long will it take for you to fully recover?"

Since Ao Baifeng communicated with the qi soul, now he can absorb the qi soul every time he accepts the qi, thinking that the qi soul can help the fan to recover, he can absorb a large amount of qi and soul every day, and use the fan's insight and cultivation to make good use of it, which can become a big help for himself.

But Fan Luo's next words poured cold water on his naïve thoughts.

"Boy, what you think is too simple, even if you continue to absorb my qi and soul every day, and want me to fully recover my soul power, don't even think about it for thousands of years, alas" Fan's voice was a little sad.

After listening carefully, Ao Baifeng, who listened carefully, gasped, absorbing qi and soul every day, it would take thousands of years to recover his soul power, so before he smashed it, how amazing the power was, no wonder the body of the fan Qiankun Ten Absolute Fan was an ancient artifact.

Fan Luo saw the surprise in Ao Baifeng's heart, and then said, "Don't be surprised, kid, even if I recover all my soul power, it doesn't mean that I have recovered all my strength, and recovering all my soul power is just a necessary condition for merging with the remnants."

The helplessness in Fan Luo's words, Ao Baifeng is real feeling, as if there is a feeling of sympathy, as if he has also encountered the same situation as Fan Luo, but he just can't clearly grasp that feeling, maybe it may be his own illusion.

Ao Baifeng's attitude towards the fan has changed, from the initial suspicion, to the later half-belief and reservation, and at this moment he has begun to gradually trust the spirit of this artifact that ended miserably.

"Are you saying that I can only help you recover your strength if I collect all the fan noodles and all the remaining fan bones and let you fuse with them?" If Ao Baifeng and Fan Luo met for the first time, and promised to help him collect the remnants out of helplessness and mutual use, then at this moment, Ao Baifeng really wanted to help Fan Luo, and he felt that Fan Luo and him were a pair of brothers and sisters who shared the same disease.

Hearing Ao Baifeng's firm tone, Fan Luo was a little stunned, paused slightly, and then slowly said, "As long as I recover all my soul power, and then fuse with the fan surface, fan nails, and one of the three gear fan bones, I will be able to manifest the body, but the strength will be a little weaker."

Ao Baifeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to see hope, he now has a fan nail and two fan bones, so it means that he only needs to find another fan bone and fan surface, and the fan spirit can show the body, at that time, he not only has an artifact, but the fan spirit can also transform into a human form to help himself fight the enemy, and can also help the white dragon break the chain, thinking of this, Ao Baifeng's face is full of excitement.

"Oh, by the way, Fan Lu, when I absorbed the martial qi around me just now, I found that the martial qi here was extremely thin, and the qi and soul were even less pitiful, except for the good quality, the quantity was almost negligible, what was going on?".

"It's normal, Chengzhou City is tens of thousands of miles away, I don't know how many masters are hidden, and some potential forces, it's not for nothing that can communicate with the spirit, what martial spirit, what kind of soul must not be divided, and those very few spirits with slightly better quality, maybe they can't communicate, so you found out."

Fan Liu's words were reasonable, and Ao Baifeng nodded again and again.

Ao Baifeng thought that his current dantian was still in a state of mid-emptiness, and Fan Luo was also in urgent need of qi and soul recovery of soul power, so he decided to go out of the city and find a place similar to the deep mountains and old forests, where very few people found it.

He told Fan Luo about this idea, and Fan Luo agreed with his idea, but Chengzhou City was so big, he would definitely waste a lot of time if he had to rush out on his own, and it was easy to arouse suspicion, so he and Fan Luo decided to act late at night.

It was starting to get dark, and flame stones were released from each room, illuminating the whole room.

Only Ao Baifeng's room was in a dark place, Ao Baifeng put on the black cloak he bought before going to the Shili Town Trading Market, and was about to go out of the city by night, "Dang Dang Dang", before he could do so, someone suddenly knocked on his room door.

"Who" made Ao Baifeng a little nervous, and deliberately dressed up, preparing to sneak out of the city, and suddenly someone came to visit, and it was normal for the nerves to be a little nervous.

A woman's voice came from outside, "Ao Baifeng, have you rested, there is a lantern festival in the city tonight, do you want to go and see it together", listening to the voice, Ao Baifeng knew that the person who came was a dream spirit.

"Oh, no, I'm a little tired today, I'm ready to sleep, next time."

"Okay, then you rest early".

Ao Baifeng looked at the shadow reflected on the door by the faint moonlight and left, stroked his chest, breathed a long sigh of relief, and was about to open the door and leave, but not far from outside, there was the sound of the dream spirit talking to someone, so he had to shrink back again.

In the corridor outside Ao Baifeng's room, Meng Ling met Yinsha who was walking towards him, and stepped forward to greet him warmly, "Sister Yinsha, where are you going to go so late", while speaking, Meng Ling glanced back at Ao Baifeng's room and found that this corridor could only lead to Ao Baifeng's residence.

"I-I, the moonlight is good tonight, I'm going out for a walk" Yinsha stammered a little, obviously very apprehensive in her heart.

Mengling can also see Yinsha in the dark moonlight, already reddened cheeks, although the moonlight is very dark, but people with Mengling's cultivation can still see it very clearly, "Sister Yinsha wants to go to Ao Baifeng to watch the lantern festival together", Mengling saw it, this Yinsha seems to be a little interesting to Ao Baifeng.

"No, no, no" Yinsha hurriedly shook her head and waved her hand, her voice was very small, but the more she was like this, the more she seemed to be weak-hearted, which had a lot to do with the environment she had been in since she was a child.

Meng Ling knew that seeing Yinsha so nervous, she didn't make it difficult anymore, "Okay, okay, look at your nervous appearance, can't I joke with you."

Yinsha was silent, and Meng Ling continued, "I just went to look for Ao Baifeng, and he said that he was going to rest, I think you should come back tomorrow."

"Oh" Yinsha's mouth kept answering, and her face instantly turned red like a red apple.

Meng Ling smiled, "Hehe, admit it."

Yinsha didn't know what to say, just lowered her head and kept playing with her clothes with both hands.

"Okay, Sister Yinsha, I won't tease you, you can enjoy the moonlight slowly, I'm going to see the Lantern Festival" Mengling left, and at the moment of rubbing shoulders with Yinsha, he glanced sideways at Yinsha's blushing face and smiled.

Yinsha stood in place for a while, and found that Mengling was really gone, and there were no other figures around, so she walked lightly towards Ao Baifeng's room.

At this time, behind the pillar in a corridor, a head poked out, it was Mengling, "Hehe, the little girl saved your thoughts, and she still wanted to lie to me."

Yinsha came to the door of Aobaifeng, and found that the light inside was not on, so she raised her hand to knock on the door and retracted it, walking around outside the door, hesitating.

This picture was fully captured by the proud white wind.

"Dangdang, Ao Gongzi, have you rested" Yinsha finally mustered up the courage and knocked on the door of Ao Baifeng.

"Well, it's the one," Ao Baifeng pretended to be asleep.

The figure outside the door hesitated, "It's me, Yinsha, thank you for the day's business", in fact, she was originally like Mengling, she wanted to ask Ao Baifeng to see the Lantern Festival, but when the words came to her lips, she changed her words again.

"It's a big night, you're here for this, if you don't have anything else to do, go back and rest early, I'm a little tired today."

"Oh" The plump figure outside the door stood for a moment, and left a little reluctantly.

In the dead of night, there was a soft "creak", and a black shadow jumped out of the room of the proud white wind, flew into the air, and swept towards the outside of the city.

"Hehe, sure enough, there is a situation" A black shadow also flew on the roof of the inn pavilion hidden by the tall trees, and followed.

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