Regarding the issue of his own cultivation, Qin Fan has always had deep doubts.

When Qin Fan said what he thought, even Ling Lao looked at him differently.

Qin Fan's ability to smelt five different true elements was itself beyond Ling Lao's expectations, and when Qin Fan was unconscious, Ling Lao had found out all the details of Qin Fan.

Of course, it was only a matter of cultivation, and with the eyes of the spirit elder, it was easy to recognize the source of Qin Fan's exercises.

The body of the five elements cannot be used in the first place, and ordinary exercises are biased towards one of the five elements, and there are very few exercises where the five elements gather.

The two discussed for a long time, but they didn't come up with a good solution, so they could only rely on Qin Fan to solve it by himself, and Qin Fan was also speechless about this result.

Then a light flashed, Ling Lao let go of Qin Fan's imprisonment in Zhihai, Qin Fan's mind was clear, and he regained control of his body, while Ling Lao returned to the Zhenfu stele, and at this moment, the Zhenfu stele has already moved into Qin Fan's Zhihai!

"Elder Ling, do you know what this is?" Qin Fan suddenly remembered something he had gotten a long time ago, and with a flip of his wrist, a clear light appeared in his hand.

The length of the two zhang, the cyan bamboo, exuding an emerald green color, and the umbrella surface is made of a special material, like the oil paper in the world! It was obtained from the treasure of the death of the white tiger a long time ago.

I don't know why, Qin Fan suddenly remembered this thing that he had forgotten for a long time.

Hearing Qin Fan's call, a light mist slowly peeled off from Qin Fan's body, and soon fell into the air, distorting and transforming into the appearance of a spirit elder.

Qin Fan was not surprised by this, from the mouth of Ling Lao, Qin Fan also knew some things, Ling Lao is an existence between the virtual and the real, there is no body, but the power of the divine soul is extremely powerful, as for why it became the spirit of the Qingshan Immortal Mansion, Qin Fan did not ask, after all, no one has a past.

After Ling Lao appeared, he was attracted by the oil-paper umbrella in Qin Fan's hand, stretched out his hand, and summoned it in his hand, and the more he looked at it, the deeper Ling Lao's brows wrinkled.

It took a long time to return it to Qin Fan, and said a little helplessly: "I don't know what this thing is, but it looks like a combination of things, and this is only a part of it, so it can't play a role!"

"Yes, this thing really has no function," Qin Fan was deeply touched by this, except for the hard texture, no matter how much true yuan was entered, it was useless!

didn't find any special functions, Ling Lao couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Although it doesn't have any big functions, this material is extremely special, and it can still be used as a shield!"

Shield?Qin Fan thought of himself holding an umbrella to fight with people...... , couldn't help but feel a chill, shook his head, Qin Fan took the oil-paper umbrella back to the space ring.

At this moment, Qin Fan remembered that there seemed to be another thing, and under the divine visit, he found a black scroll lying in a corner in the space ring, Qin Fan remembered that the old village chief he met in Xiaowang Village was because he was framed.

What can cause the Great Elder of the Heavenly Dao Palace to compete for is not inferior to me.

Qin Fan didn't think much about it, his mind moved, and after a black light, there was already a black scroll in Qin Fan's hand, "Elder Ling, come and see this!" It was the mysterious scroll he got from the old village chief.

Maybe it was because he didn't recognize the origin of the oil-paper umbrella last time that Ling Lao felt a little embarrassed, so this time he didn't say a word, and took the black scroll in his hand with a move.

Qin Fan's cultivation is really not much stronger than an ant in the eyes of Ling Lao, and only the body of the five elements can impress Ling Lao.

In Ling Lao's mind, the things that Qin Fan possessed, in the entire cultivation level, were probably only middle-to-low-level existences, so he didn't care very much.

Casually swept the black scroll in his hand, the first thing he felt was that there were some secret cultivation methods, but the contents were just hidden by some small tricks.

Last time, I lost face on that weird little broken umbrella, and this time I wouldn't be wrong to say anything, a flash of essence flashed in his eyes, Ling Lao didn't talk nonsense, raised his half-virtual and half-real right hand, and a touch of green light began to converge on his fingertips.

Although it is only the body of the primordial spirit, the cultivation of the spirit elder has long been transcended, so it is not difficult to mobilize some spiritual energy for his own use.

Soon, a cyan light the size of a pigeon's egg formed on Ling Lao's fingertips, and he glanced at Qin Fan, "Take a few steps back!"

Qin Fan couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Ling Lao being so cautious, but the movements under his feet were not slow, and he came to the corner of the main hall with one step.

Seeing Qin Fan retreat, Ling Lao was no longer polite, "Huh!" With a clear drink, the green light on his fingertips flashed towards the black scroll on his other hand.

"Bang!" was loud in the silent hall.

Qin Fan, who had been prepared for a long time, didn't react otherwise, but Ling Lao's eyes quickly changed, and he faintly showed a look of fear.

"Get out of the way!" With a clear drink, the spirit elder threw the scroll in his hand towards the other end with a shaking hand, but his hands were rapidly sealed, accompanied by a clear spell sound.

The imprints in Ling Lao's hand converged together, forming a strange pattern, maintaining the movement in his hand, and with a twist of his head, Ling Lao shouted at Qin Fan: "Zhenfu Stone Tablet!"

There was anxiety in his voice.

Almost subconsciously, Qin Fan's mind moved, and the stone tablet of Zhenfu, which was originally in the sea of knowledge, appeared in front of him like lightning.

Qin Fan grabbed it in his hand and threw it at Ling Lao fiercely.

"Stupid, you take it!" Ling Lao was speechless this time, but it was too late to say anything now, seeing the stone tablet of the town government flying towards him, Ling Lao's first thought was over.

After sleeping for millions of years, it was hard to wait for a guy who might say inheritance, and it was ruined like this, who would have thought that the scroll would be such a murderous thing.

Looking at the black scroll that was constantly twisting and changing at one end, Ling Lao's eyes flashed with a touch of helplessness, and at this moment, the stone tablet of the town mansion had already come to Ling Lao.

Almost without any resistance, the spirit elder's figure instantly blurred, was sucked into it, and lost the support of the spirit elder, and the originally condensed handprint also began to disintegrate, and soon disappeared into nothingness.

"Eh!" Looking at the scene in front of him, even if Qin Fan didn't understand what was going on, he knew that it would look like he was in trouble, and the trouble seemed to be not small, because Qin Fan saw the last glance of the spirit elder before he disappeared, which contained multiple complications of asking for more blessings, helplessness, and pity!

"What is this?" Qin Fan also noticed a black scroll that was constantly changing its light.

According to Ling Lao, this hall is one of the spaces in the Qingshan Immortal Mansion, the whole is a cyan stone slab, and there is a misty white mist floating in the hall, Qin Fan can feel that it contains great aura.

However, Qin Fan didn't pay attention to the aura at the moment, just because the main hall was all the same, so the black light was very conspicuous.

The scroll kept changing, and the black mist rose out, and there was a faint flash of cyan light, obviously the two sides were entangled.

That cyan light, Qin Fan could still recognize, it was the condensation of the exercises used by Ling Lao.

Obviously, it was Ling Lao's cyan ability that activated the black scroll, and as the black mist expanded and expanded, an inexplicable momentum enveloped the hall, and Qin Fan could feel the pressure from the bottom of his heart.

And at this moment, the stone tablet of the town mansion flew back into Qin Fan's hand after sucking the old man in.

"This ......!" Looking at the stone tablet of the town government in his hand, Qin Fan was a little confused.

"Boy, you're asking for a lot of blessings this time!" a voice suddenly sounded in his head.

Qin Fan, who was taken aback, tasted it carefully, but it was not difficult to hear that it was Ling Lao's voice.

"Elder Ling?" called tentatively, but Qin Fan didn't find Elder Ling's figure.

"Look at what, I'm in your hands," a voice sounded angrily, Qin Fan was startled, looked at the town stele in his hand, and then remembered that Ling Lao seemed to have come out of the town stele at the beginning.

"This, Ling Lao ......!" Qin Fan touched his head, he also felt embarrassed, obviously he had just broken Ling Lao's move.

"Okay, don't talk about it, you kid, you're in big trouble, that scroll is not an ordinary thing, but the supreme method of the ancient witch path: the seventy-two gods and demons!"

"Seventy-two gods and demons duel?" Qin Fan had never heard of these things.

Ling Lao ignored Qin Fan's thoughts, and his voice continued to sound in Qin Fan's mind: "Originally, the old man wanted to borrow the Qingshan Immortal Mansion's Great Array to block it, but your kid took the broken stone tablet and took the old man away!" Speaking of this Ling Lao, he was not angry.

I've seen stupid, I've never seen such a stupid one, and I actually put myself away at the critical moment.

"Elder Ling, is this seventy-two gods and demons very powerful?"

"Nonsense, these seventy-two gods and demons are the most orthodox cultivation methods in the ancient witch way, only some extremely talented people in the witch path can cultivate, and I don't know what kind of shit luck your kid has gone to get it!" Speaking of this, Ling Lao's mood was also a little embarrassed.

"Eh!" Qin Fan touched his head and said, "Isn't this very good, it sounds like this witch law seems to be very powerful!"

"Very good?" smiled coldly, and Ling Lao said sarcastically: "The ancient witch Dao is all powerful, specializing in the physical body and not cultivating the primordial gods, and using the power of the flesh to open mountains and crack stones, even if such a great power accepts the inheritance of the seventy-two gods and demons, there is also the possibility of death, you are a human race, what is this not looking for death?"

"Eh!" "This time, even if Qin Fan didn't know anything about the Witch Dao, he also understood the seriousness of the matter, the Witch Dao was obviously a major race in ancient times, and this scroll was its inheritance technique.

"Okay, you kid ask for a lot of blessings, I suggest you stick to the primordial gods, maybe in the end, after the seventy-two gods and demons are inherited, there will still be a trace of primordial gods left!"

Qin Fan could sense that Ling Lao had broken away from his connection, and for a moment, a feeling of confusion rose in his heart.

"Witch Dao...... Gods and demons ...... "What are these Qin Fan doesn't understand, but obviously he is in big trouble, and even Ling Lao can't do anything about himself.

Qin Fan didn't have any other thoughts, and there was no strange spirit elder leaving at this moment, looking at the constantly changing black scrolls, the momentum of coercion became stronger and stronger.

Qin Fan slowly sat down cross-legged, since there was nothing he could do, he could only follow what Elder Ling said, and stick to the Yuan Shen.

Qin Fan, who was sitting cross-legged, gradually stopped the turmoil in his heart, and soon the Yuan Shen sank into the realm of cultivation.

A multicolored light visibly rose from Qin Fan's body with the naked eye.

"Hey!" Seeing Qin Fan's movements, the old man in the stone tablet of the town mansion couldn't help but sigh lightly, that day he and Feng Shenluo both agreed that Qin Fan was the most likely inheritor in history.

But who would have thought that such things would happen, the seventy-two gods and demons will inherit the inheritance, and the impact of the flesh alone is enough to make Qin Fan's soul scatter, not to mention that the world today is not comparable to the ancient times at all.

The seventy-two gods and demons were known for their domineering in ancient times!

I could only ask for more blessings, and after glancing at Qin Fan, Ling Lao also fell silent in the stone tablet of the town government.......