"metropolitan!"
"metropolitan!"
When they saw the visitor, Wu Chi, who was ordered by Wu Ren to stay here, and the people guarding the formation were relieved and saluted respectfully.
"What's going on? What's wrong with the Three Views Array?" The visitor took a look at the array, but didn't see anything wrong with it.
"Back to the sect leader, there is no problem with the Three Views Formation, but something is wrong with this little brother!" Wu Chi said.
The visitor looked up and down at Wu Fan in the Sanguan Formation and said, "This kid's bloodline is stable and his aura is normal. What's wrong? What's all the fuss about!"
"He just seems to be normal now, but before you arrived, a layer of black energy suddenly appeared on his body, just like... the original Yin Walker!" Wu Chi couldn't help but feel scared when he thought of what happened that day. .
"Ghosts are not afraid of evil spirits. There is no reason for such a situation..." the visitor muttered.
"Sect Master? What did you say?" Wu Chi asked doubtfully, not hearing the visitor's words clearly.
"Ah...it's nothing." The visitor frowned. When he saw Sa Shangmai and Wu Ren arriving, he hurriedly waved, "Wu Ren, come help me, I want to go in and take a look!"
Although Wu Ren had tried it before, he felt that the sect leader would have a solution, so he didn't talk nonsense and hurriedly sat down with the defenders and Wu Chi at the three ends of the formation.
"call…"
But just when the three of them opened the three viewing formations and before the sect master could sit down, everyone felt a sudden dark wind, causing the sky to darken a bit.
"What's going on?" This kind of vision came and went faster. They had just reacted and everything had returned to normal.
"The Yin Walker!" The authorities, who were confused by the onlookers, suddenly exclaimed as if they saw something.
"Where is it?" The sect leader and the others were on edge for a moment as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Here..." Let's go and rub his eyes, "Eh? Why is it that little brother!"
Everyone followed their gazes and saw the person sitting cross-legged in the three viewing formations appearing in the distance at some point.
"Sashou Mace, can you see clearly before you speak?" Wu Ren glared at Sashou Mace, and then asked with concern: "Little brother, are you okay?"
Wu Fan said nothing, his eyes were as dark as ink, which made several people feel horrified.
"Nonsense! It's just a third viewing of the formation. What's the problem?" the sect leader snorted.
"But Sect Master, why do I feel that this little brother is a little different from before..." Being obsessed, he faintly noticed something.
"Don't worry! He just stayed in the Sanguan Formation for too long and hasn't recovered yet! You guys can do whatever you need to do, he... just leave it to me to handle!" the sect leader explained, and then didn't Patiently he drove a group of people away.
After everyone left, the sect leader took a breath and asked tentatively: "Yin Walker, how do you feel now?"
"Wufan" opposite took a deep breath: "It's always a little uncomfortable to be possessed in a stranger's body for the first time."
The sect master smiled incredulously: "Anyway, since you can come here, it means that this ghost servant has indeed come in handy."
"Ghost errand?" The Yin Walker was puzzled, "Where did this ghost errand come from?"
"Uh..." The sect leader was a little confused, "Didn't you say that you can't escape because of those black water restrictions?"
"That's right."
"So if you can come out this time, it means that the black water has been absorbed, right?"
"That's right."
"Isn't this right!"
"No." Yin Walker interrupted: "He was able to help me not because of a ghost job, but because of another identity."
"What's your identity?" The sect leader's eyes lit up, "Tell me about it."
"This is a secret. He is kind to me and I will keep it a secret." Yin Walker said solemnly.
The sect master was speechless, then grinned: "Let's just keep it a secret, as if who doesn't have a secret?"
Seeing that there was no reaction from the other party, the sect leader asked in a low voice: "I mean, Yin Walker, what are your plans next? Are you going to follow this kid all the time?"
"After all, I don't belong here. Following him will only bring him trouble. So in order to avoid suspicion, I will leave soon..." After saying that, Yin Walker looked up at the sect master again, "Similarly, in order to avoid suspicion, you'd better Don’t meet him either.”
"What do you mean by this? Do you mean that I know this kid?" Because he had entered the Three Observation Formation, the sect master also knew the skills of the Yin Walker, and his eyes kept turning.
The Yin Walker did not answer the sect leader's words, but continued: "There is a treasure on his body, and there is a spirit hiding in it. Once you get close, you will be able to see its appearance, so I advise you not to have any thoughts."
The sect leader Lao Xian Yihong said: "I still want to find an exit. How can I have the leisure to deal with such a thing?"
"That's best..." Yin Walker nodded, "The longer I stay, the more risk he will take. Thank you very much for this time, farewell!"
"Wait a minute!" The sect leader called out to the Yin Walker, "Since you have a way to leave, you must know the exit, right?"
"Exit?" Yin Walker looked far away: "Isn't the exit always there?"
The sect leader knew that the Yin Walker was talking about the black line, so of course he didn't give up: "Other than that, is there really no other possible way?"
Yin Walker glanced at the sect leader and said calmly: "You should know this matter better than me..."
"Alas..." The sect leader sighed, then frowned and thought to himself: Since this person didn't use the ghost method, how did he absorb the negative energy so cleanly? Could it be that…
He was about to ask, but saw that the man opposite had fallen asleep leaning on the tree, which meant that the Yin Walker had left...
…
The negative energy surged in like a tide, so swollen that Wu Fan could hardly breathe, and felt that there was a gap in his consciousness.
"Try to accept it, don't refuse it!" Yin Walker's voice appeared in his mind.
After hearing the reminder from Yin Walker, Wu Fan took a deep breath and felt that the pressure on his consciousness was relieved a lot. Gradually, even his own soul power was affected and began to fill up.
"Listen, although these negative energies are restricted by the Three Views Formation, their nature has never died. Once you cannot make good use of it, these negative energies will have a subtle impact on you, making you become the second The Yin Walker…”
"Why didn't you say something like this earlier..." Things had reached this point. Wu Fan could only complain in his heart, and then watched helplessly as his consciousness was filled with black water and turned into an ink man.
…
"Sect Master, we have brought you the man." A voice rang in Wu Fan's ears. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was lying on a soft body.
"I understand, please step back first." After the words fell, Wu Fan's eyes flashed, and he saw a figure coming in front of him.
"This mask is so tattered that I don't want to take it off. I want to see what secrets you hide under this mask!" Before Wu Fan could see the face of the person clearly, he saw a big hand reaching towards him.
Wu Fan returned in the physical body of the third prince, so he kept covering up his appearance to avoid being discovered and posing a threat to himself. At the moment, he still doesn't know who the master of the sect is, so naturally he won't let him do whatever he wants.
But he wanted to use his hand to block, but found that he couldn't feel it with his arm.
In desperation, he took a deep breath, sat up suddenly, and then felt his head hit something, causing a cry of pain.
"Senior?" Wu Fan turned around and saw that La Shangmai was sitting on the ground with his head in his hands, dazed. He stood up in a hurry, and then realized that there was nothing soft under him at all, but a hard ground.
"Senior, are you okay?" After waking up from his dream, Wu Fan realized that there was a misunderstanding and hurriedly stepped forward to pick up his trump card.
"Little brother, what on earth is your head made of..." He rubbed his head with his mace, and a big bump appeared on the sore spot under his hand.
"Sorry...I didn't mean it." Wu Fan said with an apologetic smile.
"Forget it, forget it, I don't mean to blame you..." Let's look Wu Fan up and down, and said: "As expected of a young man, after staying in the Sanguan Formation for three days and three nights, he can still be so lively, like a Just like everyone else!"
"What? Three days have passed?" Wu Fan was stunned. He only felt that what happened before was only in a short moment. He didn't expect that so much time had passed.
"Yes! We were just worried about whether something happened to little brother, but we didn't expect that little brother couldn't help but talk about it. The sect master just opened the three observation formations, and you came out..." Let's say while rubbing his head: "But little brother, since you are ready, why don't you recite the formula and make us worry in vain!"
Wu Fan smiled bitterly. He didn't recite the mantra at all. In fact, he was in the center of the formation at the time and the mantra had no effect at all.
"Senior, what are you looking at?" Wu Fan felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Shangmai looking at him up and down.
"I hope little brother won't be offended when I tell you this. I always feel that you are a little different from before, but I can't tell you what the difference is." He said with a sigh of relief.
"Really?" Wu Fan smiled, then turned around and looked around: "You mentioned the sect master before, is he back?"
"Did I say that?" He covered his mouth with his hand, "Sect Master...he has never come back since he left."
He can't tell lies when he is using his skills, and all his thoughts are written on his face. Wu Fan knew that he could not ask anything from him, so he communicated with the old immortal: "Old immortal, have you seen the face of that sect leader?"
"..." But the old immortal in the Lingyin Rod didn't react at all.
Wu Fan tried to ask the opera ghost, and then he remembered that the latter was still in the city.
"It's really strange. The old immortal is unusually quiet today?" Wu Fan didn't remember what happened before, and seeing the old immortal in such a state didn't look like he was in danger, so he wasn't too nervous.
"Anyway, little brother, you have consumed too much energy. Now that you have woken up, you should come back with me to have a meal first!" He said with a wave of hands: "It's just that we here are not like outside. We can only eat some fruits to fill our stomachs. I hope little brother won’t dislike it.”
"Ah! How could I have forgotten the most important thing!" When Wu Fan heard the man talking about the fruit, Wu Fan thought of me and that Broom Eyebrow and the others were still locked up in the city.
"Senior, I have something to do and I need to leave first!" Wu Fan left without explaining much.
"Little brother, are you talking about rescuing people?" He said with a smile, "You don't have to worry about this, Wu Ren and Wu Chi are already on the way!"
"How long have they been gone for?" Wu Fan's expression condensed.
"It didn't take long...about half the time it took to burn an incense stick..." he said, clasping his fingers.
"Fortunately, it's too late!" Wu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly interrupted his attack, and said sternly: "I'm going to send them back right away. Before I come back, you help me watch over this place. No one can leave! "
"Okay, I get it now."
Sashou Mace was startled by Wu Fan's aura, and his original intention to help disappeared without a trace...
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