Although Wu Fan has not yet figured out what is happening at this moment, the scene in front of him is undoubtedly his own experience, and Wu Fan still has some impressions.
It was indeed surprising to him that the white jade slip fell to the ground without warning, but after so many years, this surprise was nothing compared to his subsequent experiences.
At this moment, Wu Fan finally understood that the last few abrupt words on the leather were left for his current self.
"It's really strange. Why can't I remember how I got here?" Wu Fan always gets a headache when he thinks about it, as if his memory can only grow with the time in front of him.
And just as he was thinking this, he suddenly saw the last word on the leather change. He took a closer look and saw a letter: Once you come, please be safe.
"Ancestor... he really knows things like a god..." Wu Fan couldn't help but sigh.
Since there is nothing he can do, Wu Fan can only choose to accept it and relive his experience from the perspective of an outsider...
"At first I thought it was because of my extraordinary talent, but now it seems that this is entirely due to the Five Elements Cauldron..." Seeing that he could master the Five Elements Techniques in a short time, Wu Fan said with a bitter smile.
From Wu Fan's point of view, he is growing up with "himself", but the sun and moon rotate in front of him, and one day is just one breath of his.
Seeing that "he" was about to leave here, Wu Fan was suddenly worried. He still remembered that Lu Chunzheng was eyeing him covetously at this time. If "he" went out like this, he would definitely cause a lot of trouble.
Once you practice the Five Elements Dharma, it will inevitably have an impact on the Five Elements Cauldron. Therefore, at this moment, "you" do not have the strength to completely hide the aura of the Five Elements Cauldron!
Wu Fan still remembers clearly that he was exiled here by Lu Chun. If the latter finds out that he has an unexpected encounter, he is not sure what he will do...
"Although there is a magic circle on the north peak to isolate me, 'I' will not be able to leave here for a while. But if this continues, sooner or later someone will notice something strange... It's a pity that I can't contact 'me' yet, and I really can't help 'me' Hidden breath..."
The more Wufan thought about it, the more headache he got. He hadn't yet figured out why he was here, but he was thinking about how to help "himself" solve the problem.
Following "himself" to the North Peak along the way, Wu Fan couldn't help but be moved by what he saw in front of him. I thought about how glorious the Yuhu Sect was back then, but I didn’t expect it to end up like this now. I wonder if the ancestor also expected this?
As the "self" in front of him turned around, white bones suddenly appeared in front of him.
Seeing this, Wu Fan's eyes suddenly lit up and he had a countermeasure. Although he couldn't touch "himself", he could touch some items. If he could make good use of the skeleton in front of him, he might be able to convey his meaning.
In a daze, he still remembered that when he defeated the skeleton, the body of the blood poisonous worm fell out of the latter's eyes. If he could remove the blood poisonous worm in advance and replace it, wouldn't he be able to resolve the problem that year? Your own crisis?
Thinking of this, Wu Fan didn't hesitate anymore, and while "he" was still tumbling over there, he came closer and took stock of the skeleton's condition.
But what made him feel strange was that the eyes of the skeleton in front of him were empty. Is there any sign of the existence of blood Gu worms?
"Could it be that I remembered it wrong?" Wu Fan scratched his head and looked at the other skeletons, only to see that they were all in pieces and not as complete as the skeleton in front of him.
Seeing that "he" was ready to bury these skeletons, Wu Fan also became anxious!
But just when he was in a state of panic, he saw a flash of light from the corner of his eye, and saw two red lights shining under the ruins not far away.
Wu Fan took a closer look and saw that the two objects turned out to be two blood poison pills!
"Why...why does this Blood Gu Pill appear here?" Although Wu Fan was a little confused, he had no more options at this point.
Before "he" noticed, Wu Fan could only pick up the blood poison pills and flick them left and right into the skull's eyes!
"It's really strange. Where does the smell come from that is so pungent?" Before Wu Fan could make a move, he saw "himself" wrinkle his nose and come over, and then he sneezed unexpectedly.
"This kid can really cause trouble for others..." Wu Fan raised his forehead and suddenly felt helpless towards "himself".
Sure enough, as soon as the poison in the blood poison pill became angry, it instantly woke up and controlled the skeleton to stand up.
"Huh? Although I can no longer use the skeleton to teach 'myself' the method of hiding aura, but if I can make it absorb 'myself' energy, wouldn't it have the same effect?"
Taking a deep breath, Wu Fan continued: "I'm sorry, who told you to be me..." After saying that, Wu Fan picked up the skeleton, picked up the wooden stick and smashed it, "Wood Spirit, take it!"
Wu Fan did not intend to attack, but to absorb and transform the spiritual energy in the opponent's body. As soon as he took action, he saw a ray of blue light escape from "himself" in front of him and fall on himself.
Realizing that the plan was feasible, Wu Fan asked the skeleton to throw away the stick and raised another stone: "Next is the earth spirit, take it!"
Then he saw a yellow light entering his body...
Just when Wu Fan was about to prepare his next move, he only heard a crisp "clang!" sound, and saw "himself" actually drawing a knife and slashing at him.
"Oh? What a good boy! You actually sent it to your door?" Wu Fan asked the skeleton to use his hand to block it, and then took the opportunity to absorb the golden spirit.
But just when he was laughing secretly, he suddenly felt a heat in front of him, and saw a ball of fire hitting the skeleton!
"Not good!" Wu Fan wanted to follow the law and absorb the fire spirit, but unexpectedly, when the fireball came towards him, the two blood voodoo worms let out a hissing sound. It seemed that they were very afraid of fire.
"Boom!" Wu Fan hurriedly asked the skeleton to block the fireball, but the result was that the skeleton's arms were blackened.
Although Wu Fan also wanted to destroy the blood voodoo worm, it was a pity that he had not absorbed the water spirit yet. If the skeleton was destroyed in advance, his plan would be disrupted.
"I remember that there is no water source on the North Peak. How can we absorb the water spirit back?"
Wu Fan asked the skeleton to confront "himself" while thinking about countermeasures. If the blood poisonous insect fell on a stranger, it could still rely on flesh and blood to survive, but this skeleton is just a skeleton after all. Once the blood poisonous pill takes effect, If it is exhausted, the effect of the blood voodoo will be minimal.
By then, this skeleton will have no effect at all, and I am afraid that I will never be able to find an external object that can communicate with "himself".
"I didn't expect that I would be able to operate the Fire Technique so skillfully at that time?" Although Wu Fan didn't use all his strength, he couldn't help but praise "himself" a few times.
Seeing that "he" is getting more and more comfortable in controlling the fire art, he thinks that absorbing the water spirit through conventional means is no longer feasible. It seems that he can only find another way.
"This amount of exercise is far from enough. Please run for me..." As he said this, the skeleton's eyes flashed red, and it suddenly accelerated a bit, and its fists landed on "himself" one after another.
And "himself" was so smashed that he grinned and finally ran away into the distance.
"For Shui Ling, I have to work hard and sweat..." Wu Fan smiled lightly, "After all, I am doing it for your own good..."
The hard work paid off, and the moisture on "myself" finally overwhelmed the fire technique at the last moment. But just when Wu Fan was about to absorb the water spirit, he found that the water spirit he could absorb was only very small. Before he could absorb more, it was covered by the fire spirit coming from the road.
Seeing that the two blood voodoos were about to die suddenly, Wu Fan had no other choice but to completely absorb the fire spirit in "his" body as much as possible.
Just when Wu Fan felt that the fire spirit in his body was filled to the extreme, a loud shout suddenly came from his ears.
"Watch the move! Molten Hand!"
Before Wu Fan came back to his senses, he felt a heart-burning pain coming from his chest, and he appeared in a cloud of five-color thunder.
With the rapid loss of life, the light in front of Wufan's eyes quickly dimmed, but at the critical moment when his eyes darkened and he was about to lose consciousness, a noisy sound rang in his ears...
"Little friend! Little friend, wake up! Mr. Huabu! Why is there still no movement from this little friend?"
"You evil spirit, don't make any noise!"
"I don't want to talk too much, but you don't even have a soul-searching drum, Mr. Calabash. Is it possible to sing this thing?"
"How about you come?"
"It's up to you to do it..." Lao Xian suddenly lost his confidence.
"The soul-searching drum shakes the dust, and the dialogue is made in black and white. From now on, you will not hear about the affairs of the Three Realms, and you will sing the same song with me on the stage... From now on, you will not hear about the affairs of the Three Realms, and you will sing the same song as me on the stage!" The opera ghost repeats it over and over again tirelessly. But Wu Fan in front of him was like an old monk in trance, without even the slightest reaction.
"Ouch..." the old immortal exclaimed.
"What are you going to do, you evil ghost?" the opera ghost asked displeasedly.
"You can't blame me for this. Have you noticed that my little friend's body is as hot as coals?" Lao Xian explained hurriedly.
"Leave it to you." The opera ghost said casually and continued to sing the ghost show.
"This..." Old Immortal was a little embarrassed, "Old Immortal, it's not that I don't want to help, but since I entered this place, I have severed contact with the Lingyin Rod, so I'm afraid it won't be of any use!"
"In that case, why didn't you tell me earlier?" the actor said displeased.
"I've never had a chance..." the old immortal muttered.
"If this continues, I'm afraid the class leader will be in trouble..." The actor's tone was a little more solemn than before.
"Then we're just going to watch like this?" The old immortal was so anxious that he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, wishing he could jump out of the spiritual stick right away.
"There is a way!" said the actor, "but I need your help!"
"What can I do? Tell me quickly!" the old immortal asked.
"Follow me and sing ghost plays!"
The old immortal was a little dumbfounded when he heard this. It took him so many years to learn the words fluently, but he had no confidence in learning new skills in such a short time.
"Alas..." the old immortal grinned, "Old Huabu, it's not that the old immortal doesn't want to help you, it's just that the old immortal can't feel the changes in emotions like you. Not only can't he help you, I'm afraid he will also cause trouble for you. ah!"
"Don't worry, I don't need you to know too much, just follow my tune!"
"Tune? But the old immortal doesn't understand tune..."
The opera ghost also had a headache, and sighed: "That's all, you just repeat what I say later, how about that?"
"Oh...does this count?"
"..."
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