The two breaths collided, and the sense of oppression made the guarding soldiers stiff and unable to move.
Ye Fan stared at Wu Shentong.
After a moment, he said indifferently: "Does Master Wu also know about the parchment scroll?"
"Why don't you know? The parchment was once fought over by various major forces, and was finally divided into three pieces and scattered around the world without a trace. The parchment hides a secret, a secret that can actually dominate the world."
"Because of this, Daxia's official agencies have all participated in the fight. Of course, I have not stayed out of it."
"After so many years, the parchment has been revealed to the world again. How could I not ask a few more questions?"
Wu Shentong said with a faint smile.
Ye Fan slowly calmed down his momentum and hummed: "I do have control over the parchment. I originally wanted to find an opportunity to take away Uhada's share, but something unexpected happened."
"How many copies do you have?"
"One serving."
Ye Fan lied.
Wu Shentong was a powerful figure, the number one in the martial arts world, and he had to guard against him.
"That's a pity. God's will. If you get the share of Uhada, you will have two copies. I know a friend who also has a parchment in his hand. If you put together three copies, you can dig out the secrets."
"That grandmaster?"
Ye Fan asked curiously, but he became increasingly wary of Wu Shen Tong.
He had two copies in his hand, how could he get one more? It was obviously Wu Shentong who was fooling him.
But there was nothing strange on Ye Fan's face, and he said: "Master Wu, why don't you take the sheepskin scroll? You can't suppress him even if he is a big shot."
Wu Shentong smiled and said: "First, as a Martial Saint, I disdain to do such things as taking things by force; second, that is really a grandmaster giant, unfathomable."
"By the way, Murong Xi held a hero event before, and you fought against his disciples."
"Could it be that Shen Jun's master is Jiuzhi Sanren!" Ye Fan was surprised.
Wu Shentong nodded slightly, "That's him. Nine-finger Sanren has a high prestige among casual cultivators, and his power is strong enough. He is at the third level of transformation, and his 'Heavenly King's Shadow' martial skill is so miraculous that I may not be able to withstand it.
"
Ye Fan pretended to be thoughtful, and then said: "The master of the palace should catch the real culprit as soon as possible and recall the third parchment. In this way, we and the Nine Fingers can dig out the big secret together."
"That's what I meant."
"I hope this world is not too far away. Can I leave now?" Ye Fan said.
Wu Shentong took Ye Fan through a secret passage and arranged for Ye Fan to be sent to Tianzun Mansion.
"Brother Fan!"
Meng Qingyin hurriedly came over to greet him.
"Are you okay? I heard from my sister that you are leaving Daxia?"
"Yes."
Ye Fan responded.
Meng Qingyin was full of reluctance.
"I'm just leaving for a while, but it doesn't mean I will never come back. It just so happens that I also have some big things to do."
Ye Fan comforted Meng Qingyin.
Then, he called over Xing Tian, Qin Luoyin, Kong Yunsheng and Nangong Shang.
"When I left Daxia, the outside world just thought that I was being detained in the Law Enforcement Hall. The Leng family and the Ning family are afraid that they will become demons. Lao Xing, you must pay close attention to ensure the safety of Tianzun Mansion."
"Luoyin, when it comes to forming a group, you should take your time and don't rush it."
"Sister, you should continue to recuperate from your injuries, and teach Qingyin how to practice swordsmanship. Qingyin, your current task is to improve your strength on the one hand, and to help Luo Yin and the others form a group on the other."
"..."
Ye Fan made arrangements in detail.
It's quiet at night.
After everyone fell asleep, Tang Ying came to Ye Fan and asked, "I have a bad feeling that if you leave Daxia this time, I won't see you for a long time."
"real or fake?"
Ye Fan joked, with a confident smile on his face.
Tang Ying held Ye Fan's face, looked at it carefully, her eyes were extraordinarily gentle, and murmured to herself: "Time is like running water, in a blink of an eye, in more than ten years, Xiaofan, you are already this old."
"Yes, thirteen years."
Ye Fan was also filled with emotions.
"Thirteen years ago, we were still wild children in the orphanage. Now, we have achieved something."
"Xiaofan, you are the master of Tianzun Palace, right?"
Tang Ying's abrupt inquiry made Ye Fan's eyelids twitch wildly.
"Pfft."
Seeing Ye Fan's funny look, Tang Ying laughed out loud and said angrily: "I'm not a fool, why can't I see it after such a long time? The three war departments, Tianzun Mansion, these are all too obvious,"