"Brother, is this too much trouble?" Zhao Fan asked. He thought there were only eighteen star generals, but he didn't expect there were other big shots in the city.
"Hehe... Otherwise, how can we slaughter the fat sheep?"
Chu Nanfeng said with a bad smile: "Those big shots, I provide convenience for the business they usually run, and I will also participate in cooperation, or use the sign of my city lord's mansion to do business with other large gathering places.
Now that you are fat, it’s time to harvest a wave. Only in this way can we help you solidify two Seals of Space and Time."
"Wonderful!"
Zhao Fan nodded in admiration and said: "If this is the case, then I am willing to bother you no matter how much trouble you have, haha."
"Go ahead, I won't disturb you anymore."
Chu Nanfeng smiled and said: "Obviously, after me, you are the only one who has condensed six space-time seals. In their eyes, you will be on par with me in the future. Even if you haven't started condensing seals yet, they don't dare to offend you."
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"Um."
Zhao Fan waved his hand and came to the next yard with nine secret books.
I have to say that the house is quite big, with ten rooms and three floors.
Zhao Fan placed the bedroom on the third floor and opened up all the walls of the four rooms to form a very large room, like a training ground.
Zhao Fan spent some time making simple arrangements, and then he stopped wasting time. He sat cross-legged on the bed, picked up "Shackles of Time" and began to meditate.
Unconsciously, the sky gradually fell into darkness.
"Shackles of Time" is recognized as one of the top three most difficult among the ultimate secret arts.
And Zhao Fan, in just one afternoon, actually touched the surface. He felt that if he continued in the direction he was exploring, he would be able to master this secret technique perfectly in at least seven days, or at most ten days!
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Xiaoran's voice came through the door, "My deputy city lord, it's time, and I have to come to invite you in person."
Zhao Fan immediately put down the book and stood up. When he opened the door, Xiaoran was about to open the door and go in. As a result, he ran into the rather prominent undulation head-on.
"Ah!" Xiaoran screamed and took two steps back, hitting the wall of the corridor outside the door.
Zhao Fan smiled awkwardly and said: "I'm sorry, Sister Xiao, I was so fascinated by the meditation that I was still thinking about it when I came out."
What he said was true and there was nothing false about it.
"Forget it, forget it. With your personality, there's no way you could have done it on purpose." Xiaoran calmed down and said with a smile, "But you hurt me."
"Then...what should we do?"
Zhao Fan asked at a loss.
"Simple, when you become famous in the Time and Space Prison, remember to mention that you have a sister named Xiaoran. What if there is someone who wants to have a relationship with you and meets my criteria for choosing a mate?"
Xiaoran smiled expectantly.
"OK!"
Zhao Fan agreed immediately.
Xiaoran's eyes trembled. For some reason, when she saw the other party agreeing so happily and so indifferently, she felt a strange sense of loss in her heart.
"Let's go, or it's too late." Xiaoran changed the subject calmly, grabbed Zhao Fan's sleeve and headed to the city lord's residence next door.
Ten breaths.
They entered Chu Nanfeng's courtyard gate one after another.
Zhao Fan looked around and saw two large round tables. On one of them were eighteen figures. General Miaoshou and Zhenshan were both present. They should be the Eighteen Stars.
On the other side, there were twenty-seven figures sitting, all of them with extraordinary bearing.
Zhao Fan slightly sensed it and realized that the degree of control over the soul of time and space has reached more than 500. Without background support, it is difficult for ordinary time and space monks to reach this level.
In the middle of the two large tables is a small table with an extremely domineering shape and three chairs. Chu Nanfeng is sitting in the middle.