The long-bearded monk didn't know that Jiang Fan's face was disguised.

His real age is actually only sixteen years old.

If he knew this, he would have the idea of jumping off the floating island on the spot.

Jiang Fan saw that the other party's expression was bitter at this time, and he thought that his previous coercion had caused some shadows in the other party's heart.

Thinking of this, he coughed dryly, summoned twenty shining spirit stones from the storage jade bracelet, handed them to the other party, and said:

"If you take these twenty spirit stones, it will be regarded as a reward in advance for me to ask you to lead the way."

When the long-bearded monk saw these spirit stones, his heart instantly returned to normal, and the bitter expression on his face also turned into a look of surprise.

How to solve the problem?

Only spirit stones!

Jiang Fan saw the change in his expression and knew that his appeasement had played a role.

He thought for a moment and said to the bearded monk:

"You go back tonight and prepare first, and wait for me here early tomorrow morning, right...... What's your name? ”

The bearded monk replied respectfully:

"Subordinate, Li Qingshan."

When Jiang Fan heard this, he nodded and said:

"I see, go ahead."

The bearded monk bowed his head and saluted:

"Subordinates retire ......"

He held this position and took dozens of steps back before turning around and leaving in a normal walking position.

Jiang Fan shook his head when he saw this scene.

In his previous life, he was accustomed to a more equal way of getting along with each other, and he was still a little unaccustomed to this obviously hierarchical model.

But as the saying goes, follow the locals.

As long as it's not too much, I won't deliberately correct it, otherwise, I will seem too different and out of step with this world.

……

Yunfeng Island.

In the secret room at the bottom of the Lingyun Tower, Han Yun and Ye Song sat opposite each other.

Han Yun was in a hurry before, and thought of this excuse for practicing, so he naturally wanted to pretend at this moment.

He closed his eyes tightly and sat cross-legged on the ground, his body constantly flashing with colorful light, as if he was trying to cultivate some kind of mysterious attack technique.

Ye Song sat on the side, his brows furrowed, his eyes staring at each other.

He looked at it for a long time, but he didn't understand what this Han Yun was cultivating.

But looking at the fluctuations of the spiritual power on his body, and the coercion that occasionally emanates, it doesn't look like a fake.

On the surface, he looked convinced and ready to rescue the other party at any time, but he still secretly held a trace of vigilance in his heart and did not dare to relax.

Although Han Yun had his eyes closed, he had actually been using his spiritual sense to observe the movements around him.

The reason why he dared to say this excuse was naturally because he was a great realm higher than Ye Song.

Under his own deliberate hiding, it is basically impossible for Ye Song to see the flaws.

Now his actions seem to be practicing the art of attacking, but in fact, it is ordinary cultivation.

Just to pretend to be a little bit like it, I deliberately made some sound and light effects.

Looking at Ye Song's expression now, it is obvious that he has been fooled.

Thinking of this, Han Yun secretly laughed in his heart.

It's you! Leaf pine.

It's still the same Tie Hanhan, which hasn't changed at all...... Eh, strange, why do I feel like I'm cultivating, and my cultivation doesn't feel like I'm improving, as if I'm still regressing?

Is it a delusion?

Han Yun faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, but because Ye Song was staring at him, he didn't dare to stop, so he could only continue to cultivate hard.

At this time, although the two of them are as stable as old dogs on the surface, in their hearts, they have their own thoughts and begin to compete with each other's acting skills.

As time passed, and soon, hours passed.

Han Yun's heart became more and more uneasy.

At this time, he was completely sure that his cultivation was indeed not advancing but retreating.

What's going on?

Would you like to stop and find out?

No way!

Ye Song was staring at the side, and if he boiled it again, he would at least have to wait for dawn.

Han Yun frowned when he thought of this.

Unconsciously, his mind was a little confused, and his breath began to become unstable.

A few drops of sweat ran down his forehead.

Ye Song had been guarding the side, and when he saw this scene, he subconsciously mobilized the spiritual power in his body.

He could see that this was a precursor to going mad.

After all, as long as you are a monk, you basically have entered this state for various reasons, and you have a certain amount of experience.

At this stage, if the other party can adjust in time, they can also return to the previous state.

If this continues, the next step will be to fall headlong into the big pit of the monk's talk.

If you go mad, your cultivation will be damaged, and your body will die.

Of course, the vast majority are still the former.

As a result, only a very small number of unlucky people died.

Thinking of this, he was just about to open his mouth to wake up the other party, but suddenly remembered the hatred between himself and the other party, and when the words came to his mouth, he subconsciously hesitated again.

It was at this moment that Han Yun's breathing suddenly slammed.

Then, he trembled all over, screamed, and the breath on his body suddenly became disordered.

Seeing this, Ye Song's face changed.

He knew that he had missed the last chance to wake up the other party.

Han Yun has already gone mad.

At this time, he finally dispelled the doubts in his heart, and no longer suspected that the other party was fooling him.

After all, no matter how foolish you are, you won't be joking about taking away the fire and falling into the devil.

At this moment, Han Yun's momentum was already extremely chaotic.

With a wow, he spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood foam, rushing to his brain against the blood, and his mind was temporarily suppressed.

His eyes were blood-red, his limbs were waving wildly, he was crying and laughing, and he was still chanting words, and he said some strange words:

“…… Oh hehehe......he

“…… HahaheHeJunior Sister Moon Spirit is mine, she's mine, ahhh......hhh

“…… Lin Yan! You dog thing, come and see me hahaha......haha

“…… Ahhhh Tell me what you know you have discovered......"

“…… Hey, hey, hey, Su Yi's little girl, you're so moist, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, ......hey,

At first, Ye Song just thought that the other party was simply talking nonsense because he was delirious.

It wasn't until later that when he heard Lin Yan and his own Taoist name, his face changed.

The anger in his chest was ignited, and he stretched out his right hand, ready to replace the spiritual power that was originally used to awaken the other party with a killing move and slap it directly on the opponent's head.

However, at the last moment when it was about to fall, he held back again.

After all, Han Yun is a big realm higher than himself, although he is now in a rage, but the instinct of defense is still there.

If you slap yourself, not only will you not be able to kill the other party, but it will stimulate the opponent's aggression and let the violent spiritual power in her body vent to herself.

You may not be able to withstand the other party's madness, don't be planted here because of this matter.

It is best to follow Jiang Fan's plan and proceed steadily.

Thinking of this, Ye Song took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

In order not to let Han Yun doubt himself after he sobered up, he held his breath in his heart, and used his spiritual power to guide the other party little by little, so that he could slowly calm down.

After a moment, Han Yun's chaotic eyes returned to clarity.