Ye Xuan's elegant eyes were confused and confused. He whispered: "The truest answer in my heart..."

"right!"

Zhao Fan lifted the wine jar, poured himself a glass, and handed it to his mouth in a leisurely manner, but his eyes ignored the extremely beautiful man across the table.

Zhao Fan knows that today's Ye Xuan's mood has gradually sunk after ascending to the Yuan Realm, and it is extremely difficult to wake him up again. Therefore, if he doesn't make some ruthless predictions, he will completely become mediocre, and even his mood will collapse more than that of ordinary monks.

Early on, at that time, even if he was given a worry-free living environment, he could not prevent the loss of the two sources.

Zhao Fan couldn't do it to watch an old friend he rarely admired fall like this.

After a glass of wine, when Zhao Fan slowly drank another glass, Ye Xuan's lips and teeth finally began to move, "I...I want to be strong and free in the Yuan Realm. But...but there is really nothing I can do."

"No."

It was only then that Zhao Fan focused his eyes on Ye Xuan. He shook his head and said, "Wrong, anyone is qualified to say that you are powerless, but you are not qualified!"

"I, don't I even have the qualifications to say that I am powerless?" Ye Xuan was shocked.

"You are just an ant, you are just dust. If you die, who will care?" The stings in Zhao Fan's words became harder and harder, and soon, he roared sharply: "Even I don't care."

She looks down on you and Shi Qi. She can't even take a look at you like you are now."

"I……"

Ye Xuan was speechless. He was stunned on the chair, his hands hanging on his sides, and his fingertips pierced the skin between his palms.

Once upon a time, he was the master of the Oiran pavilion in the underworld who made all living beings talk about it. He was aloof and had his own way of doing things. He never adhered to the rules and did whatever he wanted as long as he felt comfortable!

However, right now, he is so humble that he doesn't even have the right to breathe...

Is it true that the Yuan Realm is too big and the underworld is like the bottom of a well, so it can stand out from the crowd?

Or...everything is a reason to give up on yourself. If you don't work hard, you will deny yourself first?

Ye Xuan's hazy consciousness tore open a light of enlightenment, but if it wanted to spread to the point of occupying the entire scene, it would take time for faith to be reborn.

Zhao Fan observed the other party's expression and felt relieved. He could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Judging from this posture, his method was initially effective.

Ye Xuan sighed, then smiled and said: "Zhao Fan, thank you."

"polite."

Zhao Fan waved his hand indifferently, "I originally came to the Red Lotus Territory to beat you up, but I found out that I'm afraid I have to wait for a while, otherwise, the feeling of being beaten and crushed will be too boring."

He didn't provoke Ye Xuan again after all. After all, everything has its own limits. It would be embarrassing if the attack was too violent and the impact was so severe that he couldn't recover.

"Don't worry, I'm not as fragile as you think."

As Ye Xuan spoke, he glanced at the pile of Yuan soldiers and martial arts secrets that were emitting various lights in the open space next to the table. He mustered up his courage and said, "I wonder if I, in the name of the master of the Oiran Pavilion, can follow you?"

Borrow some resources?”

"If Master Ye can't do it, of course the Oiran Pavilion Master will be fine."

Zhao Fan smiled and suggested: "Pick whatever you want. You are currently at the Yuan level. I suggest you keep the resources at the bottom of the box and start with low-level skills and secrets. As for the Yuan soldiers, the same is true."

"That's exactly what I meant."

The next moment, Ye Xuan stood up and left his seat and came to the hill of treasures.

After spending a stick of incense, I picked out a high-grade defensive elemental weapon, a low-grade offensive elemental weapon, and a peak-grade martial art and its supporting secrets, and then let Zhao Fan compete with them.

The secret method is used to reproduce.

"Hey, Yuan Bing doesn't want someone who is at the top of the Earth Grade?" Zhao Fan asked doubtfully.

"I am the master of the Oiran Pavilion. I don't like to take too big advantage, because the favors I owe cannot be repaid." Ye Xuan has been following Luo Xing God King for a long time, and he still has a good vision. He knows what level of Yuan soldiers he is.

What does the secret technique mean? And he added in his mind, "Even these, I still don't understand."

"You're a petty person, you don't have any courage at all." Zhao Fan rolled his eyes, "Follow me for a while? Or should I say, go to the territory of Nirvana?"

"No."

Ye Xuan refused without hesitation and said: "First of all, if I hang out with you, I'm afraid that one day you will be jealous of my peerless beauty and kill me. Secondly, if I go to the realm of Nirvana, won't I be afraid of being poached?"

"Haha, I believe that the former head of the Oiran Pavilion has returned to his position." Zhao Fan yawned and said with a smile, "I'm really afraid that you will be taken away."

After a moment, he said thoughtfully: "As for the low-level skills and secrets, although I have a few on hand, they are all rubbish. It's better than this. I heard that the Honglian branch in the human world will soon be in Honglian."

Want to test the water inside the territory city and try my hometown cuisine together? Stop by the auction to see if there is anything suitable for you, and I will lend you the money."

"good."

Ye Xuan nodded slightly, and then he curled his lips and said, "In the human world, you are the boss behind the scenes, right?"

"Ahem, low-key, low-key." Zhao Fan chuckled and said, "Soon, I will be the richest man in the Yuan Realm."

"What a surprise."

Ye Xuan gave a thumbs up in admiration, "It seems that my future diet is in order."

"You've never eaten the food from my hometown, what if it doesn't suit your taste?" Zhao Fan asked jokingly.

Ye Xuan smiled and said: "If Shi Qi likes it, I should also like it."

"Then she likes me, do you like me too?" Zhao Fande twitched his eyebrows.

Ye Xuan's eyes twitched, "Change the topic."

"If you don't change, this is what love rivals should be like." Zhao Fan raised his glass and said, "Here, keep drinking."

"You are cruel."

Ye Xuan unsealed a wine jar, brought it to his mouth and drank it like a vent, but he wanted to get drunk, and after getting drunk, it was a new starting point!

However, just as he was swaying after drinking, something unexpected happened to Zhao Fan!

Ye Xuan suddenly stared blankly upward, as if he saw something in a daze. Then, his hands continued to stretch forward, grabbing the empty void, holding it in his arms and stroking it...

…

"this……"

Zhao Fan's pupils shrank and he shouted in his heart, "Fuck, isn't it?!"

This state made him feel so familiar!

Isn't it the scene where Ning Xiyu triggered the creation of Longyue Wine?

Zhao Fan looked down at his wine jar depressedly, wishing he could smash it. It was so irritating, wasn't it?

He drank so much Longyue wine that he could almost fill the pond, but he couldn't get it.

But first Ning Xiyu, and then the Oiran Pavilion Master, drank it casually, and it actually triggered it!

After Zhao Fan took a few sips of the wine, he looked at Ye Xuan again and saw that the other person had no intention of stopping for a while. He felt sincerely happy for him, but his mouth felt sore as if he had eaten a lemon.

Zhao Fan's eyes fell on the secret techniques to be reproduced on the table, and he smiled with emotion. I am afraid that the former will not be used. With the "Long Menstruation" that has an upper limit of Tianpin level and the supporting secret techniques, Ye Xuan ascended to the throne.

After so long, the real time has finally come.

Therefore, he continued drinking quietly without making any sound for fear of interrupting Ye Xuan.

At the same time, Zhao Fan is also thinking about the conditions that trigger the creation of Longyue Wine. Ning Xiyu alone has no reference. Besides, she has her own shelter. If things go smoothly, she should have a good life. Looking at Ye Xuan again,

The state of mind is broken and then established, which is a big turning point that will lead to another big ups and downs...

"Perhaps there are no rules at all, and those who are destined are the ones who are destined?"

Zhao Fan no longer wastes his energy thinking about whether this is possible or not.

It is worth mentioning that Ye Xuan spent more time than Ning Xiyu. It took him a whole day and night to exit that state. Afterwards, there was an unconcealable excitement in that peerless beauty.

, "Zhao Fan, Zhao Fan! Do you know what happened to me just now?"

"Just now? It's already been a day." Zhao Fan said angrily: "Isn't it the "Long Menstruation" from Yuanpin to Tianpin?"

"Well?"

Ye Xuan looked at the other party blankly, "Could it be that you have one too?"

"I don't."

Zhao Fan grabbed a wine jar, put his chin on it, and said, "Congratulations, I wonder if you got the "Long Moon Yuan Jing" or the "Long Moon Soul Sutra""

"They all have..."

Ye Xuan said excitedly: "Double cultivation of soul and essence."

"ah?!"

Zhao Fan stared at the former in stunned silence, "Really or not? Believe it or not, I will spray you to death with a mouthful of phlegm?"

"Really, really."

Ye Xuan then released his Yuan Power and Soul Power at the same time. Although to Zhao Fan, it was as weak as a stream, but it had the meaning of a prototype of a great avenue. The Yuan Power in it was exactly the same as Ning Xiyu's Yuan Power.

And soul power also contains a quality that is not inferior to Yuan Power.

"Dry!"
Chapter completed!