Following a flash of deep golden light, Yang Fan's figure appeared in the air, and then he slowly stepped out of the golden light.
He was high in the sky, looking sternly in all directions.
"Whoosh!"
He briefly identified the direction of the West Lake Villa, and his whole body was like a falling meteor, piercing the night sky in an instant and falling rapidly in the direction of the West Lake Villa.
Swish.
When he appeared again, he had already appeared above the other courtyard.
However, as soon as he got closer, he noticed something unusual.
I saw that the huge courtyard was filled with strands of deserted moonlight, and the entire courtyard became bone-chilling, as if it was frozen.
It's like a cold palace on the moon.
Zhang Congxin, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to be accustomed to such a temperature, and rubbed his face against the female Bodhisattva next to him.
Immediately, he buried his thinning body deeply into their rough, strong and solid arms, showing an innocent smile like a child.
Yang Fan's mind suddenly stagnated, and then he quickly passed Zhang Congxin and looked straight at the terrace of the small building.
A charming figure in palace attire sits on it.
Han Qianyun, who was sitting cross-legged with her five hearts pointing toward the sky, receiving the power of the lunar calendar, had a look of pain on her beautiful pale face.
The blood on his clothes was like wintersweet blooming in the cold winter, which looked shocking.
However, she did not stop her movements to attract the power of the lunar calendar. Instead, she continued to persevere, and her whole body was already covered with a layer of frost.
"Qianyun..."
Yang Fan fell silent.
If he hadn't come back early, he probably wouldn't have discovered that she was practicing so hard.
"Yes, do you want to stay with me?"
The divine light in his mind flashed away, and Yang Fan showed a complex look on his face, sighing softly, how could he be worthy of the other person?
After all, I am just a mortal.
Nothing special!
Although he was born into the royal family of the former dynasty and was a close disciple of the former saint, he had successfully survived the rare twenty-fifth level of the decline of heaven and man, and had martial arts talent comparable to that of Confucius.
Moreover, with the development of literature, Taoism, Buddhism and martial arts, a galaxy has been cultivated in the body, which is beyond the three realms and is not among the five elements!
But, what does this mean?
He, Yang, has never been a superficial person, these are just external things!
As far as he is concerned, apart from being handsome, he is nothing more than a handsome guy!
For a moment, Yang Fan couldn't bear to disturb Han Qianyun who was working so hard.
He paused in silence for a long time, watching her fail again and again, and then start again with a stubborn face, and his heart ached slightly.
"puff!"
At this moment, the backlash in Han Qianyun's body suddenly hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Yang Fan had no time to react, and instantly a beam of "Green Emperor's Immortal True Light" fell on her body, and strands of vitality quickly nourished her body.
"who!"
Han Qianyun looked startled, turned around quickly, and saw a familiar figure walking towards her quickly, and then a pair of strong arms directly hugged her into his arms.
"Xiao Fan..."
Her lips trembled slightly, almost as if she was in a dream, but the physical touch clearly told her that her man was back!
"it's me!"
Yang Fan bent down, hugged her legs, picked her up, turned around and walked into the small building.
Seeing the heat in Yang Fan's eyes, Han Qianyun's heart trembled. She watched the other party approaching step by step: "Wait, we can't..."
"Well."
Halfway through her words, she was choked.
Accompanied by the sound of beating leaves through the forest.
She felt the power of Taiyin passing through her body, and couldn't help but feel bitter. She had worked hard for so long, and the power of Taiyin that she had cultivated was just destroyed...
"If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed! You have both Buddhist power and Tao power in your body. It is almost impossible to cultivate the true form of Taiyin! If you continue like this, will you still be alive?"
Yang Fan naturally did this on purpose.
He was observing from the sidelines just now and discovered Han Qianyun's problem.
The Buddhist power and Tao power in her body have formed a delicate balance. Trying to cultivate the true Tao body will naturally break this balance.
If you practice forcefully, you may be seriously injured, or even your life may be lost.
Of course he wouldn't let his woman take such a risk!
So, Yang Fan put his hands on Han Qianyun's shoulders and said seriously, "I will teach you a new practice method in a while. You don't need to practice this "Taiyin Shaping True Skill"!"
Han Qianyun naturally heard the distress and concern in Yang Fan's words, and her heart was as sweet as honey. She whispered: "I will listen to you."
Time slips away slowly.
One night seems long, but it is extremely short.
After Han Qianyun fell asleep tiredly, Yang Fan was still in high spirits. After covering him with a quilt, he got up and walked out of the small building.
"Owner?!"
When Zhang Congxin saw Yang Fan, he immediately showed an expression of surprise and joy, and hurriedly stepped forward to pay his respects.
"Get up!"
Yang Fan waved his hand casually, looked at Zhang Congxin, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Zhang Congxin, I really didn't misjudge you! It's been so long since I last saw you, and you have already survived the five declines of heaven and man!"
"How could the old slave achieve what he has achieved today without his master using great supernatural powers to complete his foundation?"
Zhang Congxin did not show the slightest bit of pride, and still maintained an extremely respectful look, "Moreover, this old slave has just passed through the fifth decade of decline. Even if this old slave becomes a god one day, he will still be just a hawk under the Lord."
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"Hahaha."
Yang Fan laughed loudly and threw a piece of his mind at Zhang Congxin's body.
I heard Zhang Congxin's heart filled with worried thoughts: "Hey, how should I tell the Lord that I have recruited three thousand female Bodhisattvas?"
"Your Majesty, you won't snatch my female Bodhisattva when the time comes, right?"
"Hey, I secretly sold the antique calligraphy and paintings in the master's house and raised these female Bodhisattvas. Will the master find out..."
Yang Fan couldn't help but be startled.
Three Thousand Female Bodhisattvas?
No wonder he felt something was wrong when he saw Zhang Congxin. He was already a perfect heavenly being who had survived the five declines of heavenly beings, but he looked weak and weak!
The co-authorship was caused by this!
As for secretly selling some antique calligraphy and paintings, it's nothing.
After all, those female Bodhisattvas are as strong and strong as half an iron tower. Just the physical needs are not a small number.
It's only thanks to Zhang Congxin that he can satisfy so many people's demands by himself!
Yang Fan took a pity on Zhang Congxin.
Just when I need people, these three thousand female Bodhisattvas can form a female group and come in handy!
Thinking of this, he took out the magical power of "physical charity" and said: "This is the magical power fruit, which happens to be quite suitable for you. Because you have been quite diligent these days, I give it to you!"
Zhang Congxin took the magical power fruit with trembling hands, learned its function, and bowed down in ecstasy.
"Thank you, Master!"
Yang Fan bent down slightly and patted his shoulder, but the smile disappeared from his face: "Just remember next time, don't let the things in my house become less..."