broken.
Could it be that he is being targeted by some powerful existence again?
Ye Fan suddenly became nervous, and even had the idea of letting Qingfeng Jian find his good master Su Qinghuan.
after all.
There is a sense of security in being with a good master.
"I don't know what state my good master, who is the most beautiful, wisest and kindest in the world, is at. He must be at the peak of the Golden Core. He can kill the second generation Demon Ancestor, but not at the peak of the Nascent Soul?"
Ye Fan murmured.
My heart gradually relaxed.
At least it's safe in this ancient jade.
If you really encounter an enemy, you can hide in at worst. Anyway, there are vegetables, melons and fruits here. In the future, we can raise some chickens, ducks, geese, pigs and sheep. It won’t be a problem to hide there for ten or eight years!
I just don’t know if I can move Peony Garden in, so I can give it a try.
After getting rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, Ye Fan looked at Lingtian.
Su Qinghuan recognized five of the nine kinds of spiritual plants that had been planted.
Of the remaining four types, Ye Fan just found one of them.
Open the [Spiritual Plant Collection].
Ye Fan compared the pictures on it and suddenly realized: "It turns out to be the Blood Sun Flower! Whether swallowed directly or refined into elixirs, it can improve qi and blood. It is essential for physical cultivation."
The remaining three spiritual strains.
Ye Fan found two more types in the Spiritual Plant Book, both of which are the main medicinal materials used to increase body strength.
can only say.
Su Qinghuan's previous guess was correct.
This ancient black jade is most likely a path left by a powerful monk in the upper world for himself.
Otherwise, why do the spiritual plant seeds inside not only reshape the physical body, but also enhance the physical strength?
As for the improvement of the soul, there is the small half pot of warm tea with an unknown name.
Unfortunately.
In the end, everything was cheaper for Ye Fan.
But there is another kind of spiritual plant, which I couldn’t find even after searching through the book.
"How could it not be?"
Ye Fan scratched his head and ears.
Although it is not obsessive-compulsive disorder, I know all eight kinds of spiritual strains, and the feeling of missing only the last one is really uncomfortable!
"It's the spirit-calling grass."
A gentle voice sounded, as sweet as a lark: "It can summon unconscious souls. It is a spiritual plant that grows in the deep sea. It was completely extinct three thousand years ago. I didn't expect it to be planted here."
"That's it, thank you."
Ye Fan subconsciously thanked him.
Even monks who can go to heaven and earth have not been able to fully explore the ocean. No wonder there is no record of it in the Book of Spiritual Plants.
etc!
Who is talking! ? ?
Ye Fan's body stiffened, and a cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai. The slightly familiar female voice seemed to be... the Mermaid Princess?
Can.
Wasn't it in a dream that the dead princess came to life temporarily?
Or.
They didn't escape from the princess's tomb. In fact, this was still a dream?
This is the thought.
Ye Fan turned his head with a stiff expression and saw the familiar hall standing in the spiritual field.
And the ice crystal coffin was floating behind him.
The delicate and gentle Mermaid princess lay in the coffin, holding her face with her hands and looking at Mark across the coffin.
The distance between Ye Fan and the coffin was only less than one meter. Ye Fan could even clearly see the skin of the Mermaid Princess, which was as white as snow, and the pair of almond-shaped eyes that were blinking.
This sudden scene almost made Ye Fan faint. He forced a smile and said: "Hehehe, I got excited and saw the Mermaid Princess..."
Ye Fan closed his eyes.
However, it did not open again immediately.
He took a deep breath, prayed to all the gods he had thought of in his life, and then opened his eyes suddenly.
The target is still the Mermaid Princess.
This time, the other person lowered his hand that was holding his face, tilted his head slightly and looked at Mark, as if he didn't understand what Mark was doing.
"..."
Ye Fan fell into silence.
Close your eyes again and open them again.
Nothing has changed.
Ye Fan, who did not believe in evil, still closed his eyes and opened them. He 'refreshed' dozens of times, and the Mermaid Princess still did not disappear.
Nangong Wan asked curiously: "Ye Fan, what are you doing."
"...praying this is a dream."
"Why?"
Nangong Wan said in confusion: "In the dream, the Shark tribe is the strongest."
"...Even if it's not in a dream, I can't beat you in reality."
"Too."
Nangong Wan agreed.
She was a talented girl from the Sharman tribe during her lifetime. Although she was young, her level was comparable to that of a human being.
If she wanted to kill Mark, Nangong Wan didn't have to weave a dream at all, she could do it with a simple thought.
For monks, every major realm is an insurmountable chasm and an irreversible chasm, not to mention that there are two major realms between them.
certainly.
Nangong Wan, who is now just a remnant of her soul, is so weak in combat that even a Qi Refining monk can easily kill her.
Ye Fan forced himself to calm down and asked cautiously: "Is this the dream world?"
"Not."
"This can be..."
"This is really not true."
Hear the words.
Ye Fan collapsed on the ground.
Finished.
Completely finished!
The dead Mermaid Princess is alive and appears in the ancient jade space. The most outrageous thing is... the main hall is also there! ! !
Ye Fan couldn't imagine how the strong man from the Shark tribe would feel when he found out that the princess and her tomb were missing...
"Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you. I just... want to come out for some air. I'll go back when I've had enough fun!"
Nangong Wan was rarely happy and said: "Fortunately, I made the right bet. This jade pendant of yours can indeed hold my remaining soul. I thought it would just fly away."
"???"
Ye Fan's scalp exploded.
Co-author: A trace of your old man’s soul still exists, he is really not dead!
Ye Fan gritted his teeth and said: "Senior, the person who killed you is Qingqiu Yaoshan, not a human monk. Even if you want to vent your anger or revenge, you shouldn't come to me, right? You old man..."
Nangong Wan said seriously: "I was only twenty years old when I died."
Suddenly, the image of Dongfang Yuan popped into Ye Fan's mind.
This hundred-year-old ghost has always insisted that she will always be eighteen, and Ye Fan naturally curled his lips.
But facing the Mermaid Princess who had been dead for at least two or three thousand years, and who said that she was twenty years old, Ye Fan did not dare to be disrespectful at all, and pretended not to hear it at all.
In the face of such a terrifying existence, if he even has the slightest thought of disrespect, this old guy might just crush him to death with one finger...
"..."
The smile on Nangong Wan's face disappeared, and her intuition told her that Mark was thinking about something very rude.
pity.
She can only read memories in dreams, not minds.
Nangong Wan was no longer gentle, and her voice was a little colder than that of a powerful person in the realm of gods: "You continue to do your business and don't worry about me."
The corners of Ye Fan's mouth twitched.
How dare I do this when my aunt is here.
Especially since I just watched "The Diary of the Sister of the Sisters of the Hehuan Sect, the Ancestor of the Snow Moon Rabbit's Wisdom and Fighting", the degree of perversion of the senior shark in it is simply terrifying.
just in case.
Do you also have that kind of hobby?
"!!!"
Nangong Wan was a little unhappy and deeply suspected that Mark was thinking of something very disrespectful to her.
But she has no evidence!
