The spiritual power quickly came into contact with the cyan mist, and the spiritual power was blocked and turned back, the cyan mist was really not ordinarily strong, but the retraced spiritual power swept away a trace of cyan mist, and the cyan mist was quickly mixed with the spiritual power and wandered in the dantian. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It works!"

Overjoyed in his heart, Xia Fan continued to manipulate the spiritual power to impact the layer of green mist and began to refine that trace of true qi, and after a while, that trace of true qi was refined, Xia Fan began to increase the intensity of spiritual power pouring towards the green mist, striving to break the prohibition as soon as possible.

As long as the prohibition is broken, although Xia Fan is now injured, it is just a skin injury, and it has little impact on his strength, Xia Fan feels that with his many means, he doesn't believe that the old guy can find him.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is often very cruel, because after half an hour, Xia Fan found that although those cyan mist did not look much, the refining was unusually slow, with his speed, not to mention all the refining, it would take at least two hours to just break the gap, such a long time, not to mention whether the old man would find himself breaking the ban, even if he didn't find it, he would come back early.

"What should I do?what should I do?" Xia Fan was very anxious in his heart, if the old man came back, then he could only find another chance.

Sometimes the more he is afraid of something, the more he is afraid of something, and when Xia Fan is thinking hard about how to quickly break the ban, a voice suddenly sounds.

"Are you dead?"

Needless to say, the old man came back, Xia Fan opened his eyes and looked at the old man, and was immediately attracted by the thing he was holding in his hand, and the expression on his face froze.

"Is that child in your dream it?" Before Xia Fan could speak, the old man showed something in his hand to Xia Fan with a smile.

"This ......" Xia Fan suddenly didn't know what to say, the old man was holding a ginseng in his hand, and he instantly judged that this ginseng was definitely more than a thousand years, and it may even be ten thousand years old ginseng soon, it is said that ten thousand years of ginseng can condense the human form, and the medicinal effect is unimaginable, even for the monk, it is extremely precious, but he didn't think at all, his previous words were just casual nonsense, the old man really found a ginseng, looking at its appearance, it was really a villain, if it wasn't for the color there, Xia Fan almost thought it was He Shou Wu。

"That's what you're talking about, right? If it's another two thousand years, it's an amazing medicinal herb, and now it'...... Hey!" the old man sighed, as if he had some regret.

"Then why did you dig it up now?" Xia Fan asked aloud while secretly guessing in his heart.

"Stupid, I don't know where it will be in two thousand years, do you want to keep someone cheap!" the old man glanced at Xia Fan and said angrily.

Sure enough, as he expected, from this point, Xia Fan was even more sure that the old man was definitely not the good person he thought he had at the beginning, and he began to faintly worry about what the old man said before, and he had to ask his own question.

was worried, Xia Fan found that a hand had been grasped on his chest, his body was far away from the ground, and a lewd old face gradually drew closer, thinking that the old man's problem was coming, Xia Fan was worried in his heart, just looking at this obscene old face, I don't know why he faintly felt familiar.

The body soon stopped only a foot in front of the old man, and was held in the air by the old man seemingly easily, the old man's face had become serious, and the next moment, Xia Fan faintly sensed a killing intent attacking him.

"Senior ......"

"Boy, you have to answer me truthfully about the next question I ask, or ......."

The old man suddenly waved his arm to the side, and then there was a loud bang, Xia Fan hurriedly looked over, only to see the debris flying sideways, and a thick tree that survived under the thunder in the sky was missing a section out of thin air, and fell straight down, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

"Suck!"

Xia Fan gasped, it shouldn't be difficult for him to break such a thick tree, but he would never be able to smash the tree pole like the old man, this move of the old man has undoubtedly revealed the control of power over power, only to see Xia Fan's face full of shock, and then look at the old man's eyes full of fear.

The old man seemed to be very satisfied with Xia Fan's reaction, with a rather smug expression on his face, and then said again in a cold tone: "Boy, I only ask once, and you only have one chance!"

Xia Fan still looked shocked, but in his heart he instinctively thought of his identity as a monk, he couldn't be sure that there was really no cultivator in this world, the old man saw Lei Zheng guessed his identity nine times out of ten, but he couldn't see through, what was the purpose of the old man's move, could it be that intimidating himself was to get his own cultivation method?

Yes!

The more Xia Fan thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, his mind was running rapidly, but on the surface, he pretended to be sincere and frightened and said: "Senior, please say, the kid must know everything, and he will say everything!"

"Well, that's right!" The old man seemed to be sure that Xia Fan was shocked, and it was the right time to ask at this time, and then he said: "Did you cause the thunder that day? You are not Wu Xiu, where did you come from, say, how did you leave there? Why did you come here? What is your purpose? Say it quickly!"

The old man's speech was very fast, and in the end, he still did not forget to oppress Xia Fan with a strong momentum, and sure enough, in the end, he found that Xia Fan's body trembled, in his opinion, at this moment, Xia Fan would definitely answer his question truthfully, after all, whether it was mental or physical means, he had already used his means on the kid in front of him, and what was waiting for him next was the answer he wanted.

But is that really the case?

The facts are obviously not like this, Xia Fan is shaking at this time, yes, but it is not because of the old man's "obscenity" , but the information in the old man's words, although the old man did not directly ask him if he was not a monk, it was almost the same as direct, at least so far, Xia Fan only knew that the monk needed to cross the tribulation, as for whether the martial cultivation Xuanwu Realm would need to cross the tribulation in the future, he was not clear, and his cultivation had obviously not reached the Xuanwu Realm, and there were monks' footprints in this world, so Xia Fan immediately judged that what the old man said was definitely a monk.

Knowing this information, Xia Fan's mind was like a thunderbolt from the sky, compared to the shock that the old man showed him, it was not even as good as a fart, he not only felt shocked at this time, but also excited, he could only be regarded as groping for cultivation, but at this time, it was as if he had found the direction, saw the dawn, and his body trembled because he was too excited.

Seeing that Xia Fan was still shaking, the old man looked contemplative, as if he felt that his actions were too much, this young man couldn't bear such a blow at all, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it must be like this, the old man reined in his momentum, and his face gradually softened.

Sure enough, Xia Fan's trembling body gradually calmed down, and seeing that the old man was even more sure, he asked again in a softer tone, and then saw that Xia Fan, who was still ugly, had a confused face.

"How could it be? What is not Wu Xiu?"

Seeing Xia Fan's blank face, the old man tried his best to find a clue from Xia Fan's face, but he didn't find it at all, and wondered in his heart, "Did I really guess wrong?"

"Show me your attribute martial spirit!" To be on the safe side, the old man put Xia Fan down and slapped him lightly.

This time the old man didn't use too much force, Xia Fan just felt a fluttering palm, the seal in his body disappeared, and he turned full of strength, without hesitation, Xia Fan's luck turned nine golden body alchemy, and his body emitted a faint golden light.

"Well, metallic martial spirit!" the old man looked at Xia Fan with a look of doubt on his face.

Xia Fan suddenly secretly screamed that it was not good, he only temporarily had one attribute martial soul, which was obviously not in contrast to the strength he was currently showing, you must know that an attribute martial soul is very wasteful, and he was worried in his heart.