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Chapter 648

In three days, the international model team will come to Jingyang, with a total of thirty-six people!

They were all supermodels, and Fuyao's reception was quite stressful. Ding Fan quickly asked: "Didn't you just arrive two days before the competition? Why did you arrive early?"

"Jet lag will make the models in poor condition and need to be adjusted in advance. Also, they are the living signs of the expo. Fan, you can take this opportunity to conduct comprehensive publicity." Kylena suggested.

Opportunities and pressures coexist!

Ding Fan agreed, but after hanging up the phone, Leng Ling'er began to complain again, "You are really busy, this time you have to entertain barbarian women again!"

"Ling'er, I suddenly had an idea. If the disciples of Huanyue Sect formed a model team..."

"You suddenly have an idea, you must have it at Huanyue Sect! Of course not! If your heart is dusted by the secular world, how can you still have the mind to practice. Xiaofan, I am strict with my disciples because of their long-term plans!"

"I didn't harm them either!"

"You are indeed unintentional, but they may not be able to withstand the temptation. Look at these mundane girls, wearing heavy make-up, just looking for a man to depend on. After a short period of youth, they will grow old and grow old, and they will live in fear every day..."

The chattering mode is on. No matter how old the sisters from the Huanyue Sect are, there is nothing except that none of them are old and slender. They are still living in fear!

Seeing Ding Fan's behavior, Leng Ling'er was so angry that she waved her fists. She had no choice but to let this vulgar man take over the position of head!

After getting angry and calming down, Leng Ling'er sighed quietly. Apart from Ding Fan, there seemed to be no other suitable candidate. Besides, Ding Fan was a worldly man. His car was turned into a second-hand one that could not be sold, and he was in a bad mood.

"Xiao Fan, I admit that I have selfish motives, but I also miss the incompetent disciples of Huanyue Sect. There are many good men in the world, but as long as one or two bad guys break into Huanyue Sect... Hey, if all of them can

If I make progress like Yunmei, I can rest in peace!"

There was another long sigh, and Leng Ling'er shook her head, unable to speak any more.

Fooling!

Leng Ling'er was most afraid of death and couldn't close her eyes even if she closed her eyes.

Ding Fan couldn't bear it, opened his eyes, and persuaded: "Ling'er, Huanyue Sect now has a protective array, you can rest assured!"

Uh-huh?

Leng Ling'er was surprised. At that time, Ding Fan closed the Baihui point. She didn't know the situation outside, so she quickly asked: "Have you really repaired the magic circle?"

"Did you make a mistake?" Ding Fan was extremely scornful. "There is no protective magic circle in the first place! By checking Feng Shui, I discovered that there is a mystery hidden in the spring, and I found the magic circle stone and the method of constructing the magic circle."

Ding Fan narrated the whole story, and Leng Ling'er was very happy. At the same time, she also secretly admired Ding Fan's ability. She had lived in Huanyuemen for so many years, but she still couldn't find anything different about the spring.

"The ancestors only left behind the formation stone?" Leng Ling'er asked again.

"That's right! There is also a method for constructing a magic circle. It is written on a jade tablet and I gave it to Yunmei." Ding Fan nodded.

"Lie, there must be other treasures."

Leng Ling'er rushed over. Those pretty faces were less than five minutes away from Ding Fan. They were really flawless, ghostly shadows condensed with spiritual power. Naturally, there were no sweat pores. Oh, and there were no hairs either.

Such a face was magnified a hundred times or ten thousand times without any flaws. Ding Fan was so moved that he hurriedly covered his face with his hands and said, "Ling'er, don't be so close to me. It's so cold."

"Is there any?"

"Hey, we have a good relationship. Let me tell you, I got a secret book called Spiritual Illusion Kung Fu." Ding Fan then proudly took out the jade piece from his pocket and waved it in front of Leng Ling'er.

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"Is it really spiritual magic?" Leng Ling'er couldn't believe it.

"That's right! I forgot, you are a spirit ghost and can't see the words inside the jade tablet. Do you need me to read a paragraph for you?" Ding Fan said with a smile.

"Heaven and earth, how lucky are you to have found the long-lost secret technique of Huanyue Sect. Even the seniors and seniors don't know the whereabouts of this treasure." Leng Ling'er sighed with emotion.

"First of all, I would like to state that as the head of the Huanyue Sect, I have the right to own this book." Ding Fan solemnly emphasized that he was not taking it by chance.

"It's useless to stay, they can't practice." Leng Ling'er waved her hand and didn't mind Ding Fan taking the secret book privately. This was probably due to fate.

"I haven't read the specific content yet. It seems quite complicated. Tell me, what kind of exercise is it?"

After a while, Leng Ling'er calmed down and lay down beside Ding Fan. Then she began to explain the Huanyue Sect's unique secret technique. Of course, she also heard it passed down word of mouth by her seniors.

The practice of Huanyuemen is naturally unique and suitable for women to practice, absorbing the essence of moonlight and converting it into the energy they need.

However, no one knows how to absorb the essence of moonlight since I don't know when, because this spiritual illusion skill cannot be found.

Later, the Huanyue Sect was no different from other sects. It mainly practiced traditional Taoist exercises. Fortunately, Zhu Yan Kung was still there, so the female disciples could maintain their youthful appearance.

Spiritual Illusion Kung Fu, as the name suggests, can only be practiced with spiritual power. It collects the essence of moonlight and creates an almost real illusion.

Spiritual power cannot be found in monks. Spiritual power can only be found in ghosts or certain special beasts, such as the legendary vixen, weasel, snake, etc.!

Leng Ling'er has an obsession and believes that one day, she will be able to find the spiritual illusion skill.

In order to possess spiritual power, she began to study ghost ways, go to the wild to catch ghosts, absorb yin energy, and study the art of dividing elixirs, hoping to refine a yin elixir in addition to the golden elixir.

Everything was in preparation for finding the spiritual magic. As a result, he died before his ambition was fulfilled!

Leng Ling'er's narration was very tragic, and Ding Fan was also very touched after hearing it. No wonder Leng Ling'er has such a high level of cultivation. Such a monk with no distractions is indeed very rare.

"Ling'er, your wish has come true. You can finally practice Ling Huan Gong. If you find time, I will make a copy for you," Ding Fan said.

"Don't waste time, be careful of being spread. Of course I can't do it." Leng Ling'er shook his head and said, "Only those with a monk's physique and spiritual power can practice the Spiritual Illusion Kung Fu. Only you are suitable."

"Where do I get my spiritual power?"

"You have yin energy in your body, and you are able to allow me to live in it. This is undoubtedly spiritual power." Leng Ling'er said.

"Ling'er, are you asking me to absorb Yin Qi to prepare for this?" Ding Fan's eyes widened. If this is the case, he really underestimated her IQ level.

"Of course not!" Leng Ling'er shook his head in denial, "Who wants to leave the sect's secrets to others, not to mention that our relationship was not good at the beginning. I admit that I started letting you absorb Yin Qi just because I wanted to leave the Soul Receiving Banner.

It’s really uncomfortable in there.”

Just listen to this!

Leng Ling'er had just taught him the fake alchemy skills, so why didn't he let him become the leader? The head of the Huanyue Sect had some plans to prepare for a rainy day, so there was no surprise.

Ding Fan was half-convinced, and now that the truth was meaningless, he asked again: "Is there a cultivation level limit for the spiritual illusion skill?"


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