"What a magical secret pattern. Is this what allows this person to use the power of rules?"
Wang Fan murmured and suddenly raised his right hand.
In an instant, a force of rules gathered together, and soon it condensed into a palm print.
That palm seal is not just a simple Daoyuan palm seal, but a palm seal that truly embodies the power of rules.
Infinite Palm!
"What a powerful secret pattern, what a magical secret pattern. I don't know how long it took me to comprehend this secret pattern this time."
Wang Fan murmured and couldn't help but glance at Senior Yuan who turned into powder.
This person must also be an extremely evil evildoer, otherwise it would be impossible to master this secret pattern. .??.
It's a pity that he died in the hands of Taoist Master Taixuan.
"Let's go out and take a look. I don't know what's going on outside. Also, although I have mastered the secret pattern and can use the rules here, I haven't found a way out yet."
"I don't want to be trapped here forever."
Wang Fan muttered to himself, then quickly raised his steps and walked to the door of the training room.
He stretched out his finger and pressed the button. With a bang, the restrictions in the training room disappeared, and then the door opened.
Wang Fan stepped out.
Inside the main hall.
A group of monks were chatting when suddenly, they heard a loud rumbling noise.
"Well, the door to the training room opened. Did that person come out?"
"How is this possible? Didn't he die?"
"It took a hundred years, why did he come out? What did he do inside during these hundred years?"
The monks were all shocked, and they all turned to look in the direction of the training room.
Wang Fan didn't pay attention to those guys, nor did he leave the hall, but started walking around inside the hall.
He must explore this hall and find a way out.
As for the training room, Wang Fan had already carefully inspected it, but found nothing unusual.
Obviously, the way out is not in the training room.
This hall is very large, with deep corridors on both sides.
Wang Fan stepped on the corridor and made a "dong-dong-dong" sound.
Not long after, he reached the deepest part of the hall.
Here, there is a small altar, and on the altar, there is a statue.
The statue is lifelike and looks like a real person.
"Master?"
Wang Fan was shocked when he saw the statue.
Because the statue is none other than his master, the Bone Fairy.
However, the Bone Fairy in the statue seems to be in some pain.
She frowned tightly, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes.
The weeping Bone Fairy, statue?
Wang Fan felt a little incredible.
Because in his impression, the Bone Fairy was very powerful, domineering, and cold-blooded.
How could such a being cry?
"What's going on? Why is there a statue of Master here? Is the remnant soul of Master sealed inside?"
Wang Fan was puzzled, and his mental power instantly enveloped the statue, but he did not find anything unusual.
That is a simple statue, which seems to be no different from an ordinary statue, but more realistic.
Wang Fan stretched out his hand and tried to touch the statue.
But at this moment, many monks outside spoke in panic.
"don't want."
"Don't touch the statue."
"do not move."
Wang Fan turned his head and looked around, only to see dozens of monks running over with frightened expressions on their faces.
He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Why can't this statue be touched?"
One of the monks turned pale and said cautiously, "Senior, this statue is the core of the hall. Once it is touched, something will happen."
"Not only that, once you touch this statue, the safety area outside the hall will shrink rapidly. Therefore, you really cannot touch this statue, otherwise everyone will be ruined."
Several other monks also followed suit. .??.
"Fellow Taoist, please don't touch it, because this statue cannot be taken away at all."
"Senior Yuan also wanted to take away the statue, but was unable to do so. Not only that, he also suffered severe backlash."
"If he hadn't controlled the power of rules, he would have died long ago."
Wang Fan was even more shocked as he listened to the monks' words, and at the same time he was also a little confused.
Is this statue really so weird?
He did not continue to try to touch the statue, but asked, "How long have I been practicing, and how much safety range is there now outside?"
"Senior, you have been practicing for a hundred years." A monk replied respectfully, and then sighed, "In the past hundred years, the safety range outside has been reduced to less than ten meters."
"What, less than ten meters?" Wang Fan was shocked.
You know, when he came here a hundred years ago, the safe area outside was still a hundred meters in radius.
In a hundred years, it shrank to ten meters.
If this continues, doesn't it mean that in another ten years, the safety range will completely disappear?
Wang Fan's face became serious.
He stopped talking nonsense, and with a flash of his body, he rushed out of the hall with a whoosh.
Outside the main hall, space turbulence is still raging, and it is extremely terrifying.
Wang Fan could clearly feel that the turbulence in the space was continuously spreading towards the main hall.
Even though the spread was very slow, how could it be hidden from Wang Fan's perception?
At the same time, many monks were also looking at Wang Fan.
None of them knew what Wang Fan was going to do.
Wang Fan ignored those people. He raised his feet and walked directly towards the edge of the safe area.
Soon, he stretched out a hand and plunged directly into the turbulent flow of space.
Tsk tsk tsk.
As soon as his hand touched the turbulent flow of space, space wind blades rolled over his arm, cutting countless blood marks.
Wang Fan snorted coldly, and the Dao Yuan in his body roared, quickly pouring into his right arm, and began to recover from the injury.
At the same time, he began to run the body refining technique at a rapid speed.
Buzz buzz.
Under this madness, the injury on Wang Fan's arm began to slowly recover.
Wang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
He immediately realized that this was the effect of the power of rules.
Being able to use the power of rules and being unable to use the power of rules are naturally two different concepts.
Even on defense it's the same.
Wang Fan took a deep breath, and the next moment, in full view of everyone, he took a step forward and entered the turbulent flow of space.
He wanted to try body training to see if his body could be strengthened.
"Is this guy crazy?"
"What a powerful body. Could he be a body-refining monk?"
"What a luxury. If he does this, how much high-quality Dao veins and Dao crystals will be consumed to recover afterwards."
When the monks saw this scene, their faces were full of horror and envy.
However, they no longer have greed.
Even though they knew that Wang Fan had many top-grade Dao veins and top-grade Dao crystals, they did not dare to have any more thoughts.
This chapter has been completed!