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Chapter 741

Xiao Liu is responsible for leading the way.

Yang Fan walked behind with a familiarity.

When he saw Mr. Zong directly enter the boulder, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he is not discovered, then he has done nothing. When he gets out of the prison and changes back to his original self, then naturally Cao Qingyuan, the great wronged man, will be responsible for everything.

Anyway, a dead person is not afraid of taking a few more scapegoats.

When he was almost reaching the surface, Yang Fan suddenly noticed something was wrong.

The place that was originally heavily guarded turned out to be empty, and the guards were all gone. The further out, the more uneasy Yang Fan felt in his heart.

When he put one foot on the ground, he saw Jin Sui waiting eagerly.

He stood alone, his neck stretched out, his body trembling slightly with excitement, like an old turtle with green eyes.

Greed and cunning are all there.

"Um?"

But when he saw Yang Fan, his brows frowned fiercely.

No, this smell is wrong!

Little Caozi didn’t become a Blood Martial Saint!

Damn it!

The sudden discovery seemed to catch him off guard!

Before Yang Fan could react, Jin Sui had already appeared in front of him. A ferocious old face was almost in front of him, his eyes were fixed on him, and a withered hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder.

.

The tyrannical force almost lifted Yang Fan's entire body.

"Grand Steward?"

Yang Fan was enveloped by this domineering aura and couldn't help but tremble all over.

How could this old guy be so strong!

Jin Sui said nothing, feeling the aura in Yang Fan's body. When he confirmed that there was no aura of the Blood Martial Saint, his heart dropped hard.

His face had long since lost the original kindness and guilt, and had become vicious and ferocious, almost out of control, with a demonic intent almost rising into the sky.

"Xiao Caozi, you said that you will definitely break through the Blood Martial Saint this time..."

He was like a volcano about to explode, making Yang Fan feel like he was already standing on the edge of danger.

Yang Fan suppressed the fear in his heart and said: "General manager, I spent a little more time in Hualong Pond, so I didn't break through. However, if I have another ten months to polish it, I can break through."

"A breakthrough can be achieved in ten months?"

Jin Sui was startled, and suddenly reached out and patted Yang Fan's body a few times. Indeed, he did not feel any signs of the Qi and blood orifices in Yang Fan's body breaking apart.

In his desperation just now, he didn't even notice this!

The originally ferocious expression suddenly faded away and turned into a very kind face: "That's good, that's good. Our family is also concerned about chaos. Little Caozi, you don't blame your adoptive father, do you?"

"Won't."

Yang Fan forced out a smile.

"That's good, that's good."

Jin Sui grabbed Yang Fan's hand and patted it, "You can practice here with peace of mind in the past few days. Breakthrough is a matter of great importance and cannot be ignored. If you have anything you don't understand, you can come and ask us."

"Thank you, Chief Manager."

Facing those blazing eyes, Yang Fan had to bite the bullet and thank him.

Jin Sui sent Yang Fan back to the courtyard where Cao Qingyuan lived before leaving, looking back three times. The look made Yang Fan feel the problem more and more.

There is definitely something wrong with this old guy who is so eager to break through.

Fortunately, I didn't have time to be promoted to Blood Martial Saint at that time, otherwise, I'm afraid I don't know what the consequences would be now.

But in this current situation, he is actually trapped here!

Even though Jin Sui was gone, Yang Fan still had a gleam on his back, as if a pair of invisible eyes were always staring at him, with barbs in their eyes.

There is no sign of relaxation.

In the next two days, Yang Fan deeply realized what supreme treatment was.

Three meals a day are great supplements.

At night, there was also a pink little eunuch sent by Jin Sui for entertainment to relieve the pressure caused by cultivation. Of course, this was declined by Yang Fan.

Jin Sui's care was almost meticulous, but that kind face always made Yang Fan shudder.

Of course, Yang Fan did not waste these two days.

After his consultation, Jin Sui also talked a lot about Tianguan.

No wonder Jinsui became the general manager of the war department. He has profound knowledge of flesh, blood, bones, sinews and skin!

The scope of coverage was so deep and wide that Yang Fan felt that the other person was like a walking dictionary.

However, the aura of decay exuding from the opponent's bones made Yang Fan feel that he was like a corpse, whose vitality was crumbling and seemed to be reaching its limit!

It seemed that in order to dispel Yang Fan's vigilance, Yang Fan even learned two refining techniques from him.

"The Flesh and Blood Stake Method".

"The Method of Extracting, Filling and Grinding Bones".

This is about the refining method of the two heavens of meat refining and bone refining. Compared with the refining method inherited in the treasure phase diagram of heaven and man, it is a bit more violent and weird.

Under the night, Jin Sui left again.

Yang Fan couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

He got a lot of benefits from whoring, but he knew he had to leave, otherwise, he might really have no chance.

"Fortunately, I got the magical power. Otherwise, with the Fuyao magical power alone, I wouldn't even be able to leave."

Although Fuyao is strong and can span long distances, his whereabouts are easily exposed. At Yang Fan's current stage, it is difficult to hide himself without being discovered by Jin Sui.

But Shenzutong is different.

God refers to the thoughts of life.

Shenzu means that the heart is endowed with wonderful power.

Divine foot power means being able to make your mind travel wherever sentient beings in the ten directions go without losing concentration!

It does appear to be a magical power of movement, but in reality it is a magical power that allows you to be free and appear as you please!

Otherwise, it cannot become one of the magical transformations of Buddhism!

Yang Fan closed the door of the room, sat cross-legged on the futon, lowered his eyelids, and sat there like an old monk.

Inside his body, a faint golden light lit up.

Divine foot power!

Yang Fan's body was filled with Buddhist thoughts, and he slowly sank into this realm. His mind suddenly jumped out of his body, like a fish jumping out of the water in a river.

The dry air was extremely stagnant.

Yang Fan didn't know what state he was in at the moment, but when his thoughts appeared, he clearly felt the pair of eyes staring at him!

Strange as a demon!

Twisted like a ghost!

A fuzzy figure is entrenched not far away, with only two gloomy eyes shining with evil light!

And that's where Jinsui lives!

However, the other party did not notice Yang Fan's thoughts, which made Yang Fan breathe a sigh of relief. As soon as his thoughts moved, he began to move towards the outside of the dark prison as if he was a person who did not exist in this world.

My mind is like a fish out of water, every step becomes difficult.

It took him more than an hour to walk out of the dark prison and onto the official road in the distance. At this time, his thoughts were almost dry.

"Wherever the mind goes, sentient beings do whatever they want. If they are possessed of divinity, they can pass without hindrance!"

"It's for the divine foot power!"

In an instant.

Yang Fan's figure that was sitting in Cao Qingyuan's room suddenly became distorted and illusory, like an exploding phantom, and disappeared out of thin air in an instant!

Whoosh!

When he reappeared, he was already outside the dark cell, on the official road in the distance!

He activated "Fuyao" again without hesitation and walked away without looking back.


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