Lianfang Zhenjun sat on the chair, looked at Su Ning'an who walked in slowly, and watched him bow to him in silence, only then did a smile appear on his face, he pointed to the chair on the side, and motioned for Su Ning'an to sit down and speak.

"Thank you!"

Suningan did not pretend to be humble in refusal.

He nodded to Lotus Fang Zhenjun and sat down.

Of course, he didn't show that he didn't care, and after sitting down, his ass was only one-third of the seat, his back was straight, his expression was serious, and his attitude was respectful.

Lianfang Zhenjun stared at Su Ning'an and didn't speak for a while.

To be honest, it has been a long time since he has communicated with young people in such a private environment, those juniors are not qualified to stand in front of him, and a few highly gifted juniors are qualified to stand in front of him, but they are different from each other, and there is no common discourse.

Generally, it's just a casual encouragement!

To tell the truth, he was a little unaccustomed to the scene in front of him.

He didn't speak, but he was thinking about how to speak.

It's a bit tangled!

Why?

Why are you struggling?

Suddenly, Hasufang Zhenjun smiled.

Only when facing cultivators of the same level will he have similar concerns, and will take into account the content of his speech, his own tone and attitude, although the young man opposite is extremely talented, after all, he is not at the same level as himself, there is no need to do so!

Just now, when Su Ningan sat down, unconsciously, he regarded Suningan as a character who could be equal to himself.

Absurd!

"Suningan, what realm are you?"

After figuring it out, Lianfang didn't talk nonsense, went straight to the point, and asked the question directly.

Suningan did not hesitate, and answered almost immediately.

"Open the Realm!"

Innate?

Sixteen-year-old innate!

In fact, Lianfang had already expected this, if it weren't for the innate martial artist, it would be difficult for the other party to survive in that situation.

Even if you use tricks to cast spells, with the weird assistance in your body, some powerful weirdness can make the host powerful, but the physical body crosses the void and is not affected by the real breath, and it looks undamaged, which is difficult to do.

Unless the whole person is eroded by the weird, the host's flesh is all weird.

Lianfang thinks that his magic eyes are unparalleled, if it is in that state, he will definitely not be able to hide his divine thoughts, it is obvious that the young man in front of him is not like this.

In that case, it can only be innate.

If you are extremely lucky, some innate powerhouses can also physically cross the void, after all, under his protection, this time is not long.

Just, sixteen?

No, according to the file of Changning Guan, there is still a teenager who has only turned sixteen years old, and now, he is only fifteen years old!

What was your condition like when you were fifteen?

Lianfang's eyes were a little confused, and he couldn't help but recall the distant past, when he was fifteen years old, he was practicing in Chaotian Palace, and his realm was just the Bone Forging Realm, and he was on the eighth layer, just stuck in front of the level of the ninth layer.

His talent is not bad, along the way, there has never been a shortage of resources or anything, even so, he was still enlightened at the age of nineteen, and his achievements were innate, among the geniuses of the same age, he was not the most prominent, nor was he the one who was lagging behind, he was above average!

Seventeen years old!

In my memory, the youngest of the congenital achievers in Chaotian Palace was seventeen years old, and he was also older than the young man in front of him.

Unbelievable!

In this poor country, there is such a character!

Although Lianfang was amazed, he did not lose his mind because of this.

As a red robe, he is also considered a high-level in the Daomen, and knows some real secrets.

In fact, within the Daomen, although it is an orthodox practice to change from martial arts to the Fa, and to build an altar in the sea of knowledge, the vast majority of people are like this, but this kind of person will never be able to become the core of the Daomen.

They can put on yellow robes, red robes, and even purple robes, but they will never be able to put on a robe embroidered with gossip diagrams and become an existence above purple.

Without spiritual roots, the avenue is hopeless!

This is a secret that only the high-level of the Daomen are qualified to know.

"When did you get enlightened?"

Taking a deep breath, Lianfang continued to ask.

"Not long ago, I was trapped on a big tree with Xue Mingyuan, and we broke through the innate ...... one after another."

Suningan replied honestly.

He didn't lie, he didn't know if the other party had a lie detector, and he didn't dare to mess around.

Under the induction of the system panel, the lotus boat Zhenjun in front of him is like a rotating energy group, although it is strong but very stable, it is different from most of the weirdness, most of those weirdness are not very stable, of course, they also have the same thing, that is, they are all dangerous.

"How many acupuncture holes have been opened so far?"

"Is it inconvenient to show it?"

Lianfang asked, squinting his eyes.

Inconvenience!

Su Ningan wanted to choke the other party like this.

Of course, it's just a matter of thinking, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and their strength is not enough, so don't be so arrogant.

"Good!"

He nodded, then stood up.

The next moment, the seventy-two acupuncture points were fully opened, all of them were related to metallic acupoints, very pure, and there was a cold silver-white aura rising to the sky, indoors, I don't know who hung a long sword on the wall, at this time, the long sword was shaking.

"Choke!"

The blade of the sword ejected a foot from the scabbard.

The snow-white blade vibrated and buzzed.

Lianfang was taken aback again.

He knew that the time that Su Ning'an had been trapped in the drunken dream of death had only been about a month now, and it was true that in this spiritual realm, the aura was like a sea, and in some strange realms, the flow of time was different from that of the normal world.

Even so, seventy-two acupuncture points, that's incredible!

At the beginning, after I achieved innateness, how much time did it take to open the seventy-two acupuncture points?

Three years?

Five years?

I can't remember exactly!

Well, Lianfang knew she didn't want to reminisce.

People are more angry than people!

However, at his level, he also knows that after stepping into the innate world, it doesn't matter how many acupuncture points he opens, no matter how strong his combat power is, it will be temporary after all.

In this era, the path of martial arts has been cut off.

"I heard there's a weirdness in you?"

"Can you show me?"

Lianfang smiled and said softly.

Let's put it this way, to a certain extent, this request of his is an offense, if it is done to a stranger outside, it is not only an offense, but a provocation, and even, it is equivalent to throwing a white handkerchief at the other party and engaging in a life-and-death duel.

However, being in the Daomen and belonging to a system, his status is far higher than that of Suningan, and it is a bit too much to say such things, but it is nothing, at most it is not respectful, and it is a little presumptuous.

The interior of the Daomen is actually similar to the officialdom, and the upper and lower levels are very strict.

Faced with this request, Suningan was silent for a while.

His expression became a little ugly, but he still did not refute or refuse, as soon as his thoughts moved, his energy fluctuated, and the woman in red, Wanjun, flashed out of the void and stood there motionless with her head down.

Lianfang couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Slightly taken aback.

The strange strength in front of him is just like that, at most Xin level, what surprised Lianfang was that this way of appearing seemed to be generated out of thin air, and there was no so-called causal connection between him and the host Suning'an, anyway, even if he opened his eyes, he couldn't see it.

"What method are you practicing?"

This time, Lianfang did not have a false smile on his face when he was questioned, and his expression was quite serious.

"Sacrifice yourself to the gods and ask the gods to descend into the world......"

Suningan said.

After a pause, he added.

"From Ichishindo."

"Ichishindo?"

Su Ningan explained.

"Yixintang in Da'an Village, the host surnamed Wu, has a grudge against me, and cursed me with the aversion to victory, and later, I worshiped under Master Tan in the Mage Building, and the master helped me suspend the curse, I infiltrated Yixintang, killed Master Wu, and obtained this spell."

Sooner or later, the other party will know about these things.

Su Ningan also said it carefully.

Da'an Village, Yixintang, Lianfang naturally didn't know about these places, but he was not impatient and listened carefully to Suningan's story.

"Self-taught?"

He asked again.

Suningan nodded.

"You're so daring...... Your master has not taught you, you can't learn magic powers, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the devil! ”

Suningan grinned wryly.

"Later, I said it."

"It's not too late to make amends, remember in the future, don't teach yourself these magic powers, it's almost impossible to succeed in cultivation with a so-called cheatbook, you are also lucky, this spell has been practiced, and there is a mutation!"

"I guess that the method that Master Wu cultivated to sacrifice to the gods is definitely very different from the method you are cultivating now."

Now, Lianfang is like an elder who is a good teacher.

In the face of his advice, Su Ningan could only nod again and again.

"Put it away, it's more evil to use tricks to cast spells, it's better to use less, it's true, the strength will be greatly enhanced, after all, it's a side door, and there is no improvement in your own realm, you know, practicing to improve your own cultivation is the right way."

The lotus boat is still unfinished.

"Got it."

Su Ningan looked at ease and taught.

"That's all you're capable of?"

Finally, Lianfang asked.

Su Ningan hesitated for a moment and did not reply immediately.

"Huh?"

Lianfang looked at Suning'an.

"Zhenjun, I still have a magic power to press boxes......"

Suningan saluted the lotus boat and said softly.

"Oh!"

Lianfang leaned back in his chair.

"Whew!"

A crimson flying sword suddenly appeared in the void, silently, without the slightest warning, just like the appearance of the woman in red, Lianfang did not feel it, nor did she realize that there was a causal connection between this flying sword and Suningan.

"Flying swords?"

Lianfang squinted at the flying sword.

It's just a low-level flying sword!

However, this thing is different from most low-level flying swords, Lianfang sensed that this is a flying sword that can grow, if Suningan is properly trained and knows how to refine the flying sword, in the future, with the improvement of his realm, this flying sword can also grow into a high-level magic weapon.

Even, at a certain level, it can become a magic weapon.

No wonder!

No wonder he survived in that environment!

"Okay, I probably know what you're capable of, but what happened at the time? Why are you and Xuanqing there? What about the other missing people? Now, tell me everything you know......"