After choosing the second option, Jiang Beiran said: "Raise your head, I'm not here to take you as my disciple."
[Optional mission completed, reward: carving +1]
Hearing that the immortal was not here to accept him as his disciple, although an expression of extreme disappointment flashed across Ye Fan's face, he quickly adjusted and raised his head.
Pointing the sign at Ye Fan, Jiang Beiran said: "The reason why I came to you is because the hexagram told me that heaven will give you a big responsibility. Although I can't interfere too much, I must ensure that you walk in the right direction."
On the right path.”
As soon as these words came out, Ye Fan felt more and more that the person in front of him was an immortal, who was in charge of the lifeblood of the entire continent, and he seemed to have entered the vision of this immortal for some reason.
The next second, Jiang Beiran came to Ye Fan in an instant, looked down at Ye Fan and said: "Are you... longing for power?"
"Gudu..."
Ye Fan swallowed hard. He raised his head, but he didn't dare to look directly at the immortal in front of him. He could only lower his head and replied: "Desire."
"Okay, I can give it to you, but you must also pay the corresponding price."
Although Ye Fan wanted to shout loudly that he was willing to do anything as long as he could regain his strength, but he was afraid that his naked desire would arouse the disgust of the immortal in front of him, so he did not dare to speak.
Seeing that the atmosphere was almost heightened, Jiang Beiran put his right hand on Ye Fan's forehead and said: "You are the son of destiny, and the power you gain is for all living beings, not yourself. Can you understand what I mean?"
At this moment, Ye Fan felt an electric current pass through his brain. He suddenly understood what the three gentlemen said to him. The immortal must have calculated that he was extremely violent. If he suddenly gained strength, he might be able to
Cause huge damage.
And he also understood where the hostility in him came from.
From the moment his talent suddenly disappeared, the resentment in his heart had been accumulating, and he hated those fellow disciples who had looked down upon him and began to laugh at him secretly.
I hate those elders who originally regarded him as a treasure but suddenly didn't even look at him.
He hated those tribesmen who were originally proud of him but suddenly regarded him as a joke.
hatred……
But Ye Fan held back all these, because his grandfather had always protected him and prevented other tribesmen from being too presumptuous, and he buried his head in the sand like an ostrich, pretending that he didn't know anything and that nothing happened.
.
Until Lu Qingyin arrived, that piece of paper was like pulling his head out of the sand and slapping him in the face.
Because this time even grandpa couldn't protect him, or grandpa became a joke because of him.
When grandpa said good things to him for the sake of the messenger he brought to Lu Qingyin, the hatred that had accumulated in Ye Fan's heart for several years was completely detonated.
He can no longer pretend that nothing happened, and can no longer pretend that he doesn't know anything.
He must recognize reality!
He turned this hatred into anger and burned it all at Lu Qingyin. He had to make this woman pay the price!
…
"call……"
Thinking of this, Ye Fan suddenly let out a sigh of relief.
In fact, he didn't care about breaking off the engagement. If he hadn't lost his talent and didn't suffer those cold receptions, when Lu Qingyin came to propose breaking off the engagement, he would have been able to face it calmly, and even make a face and say something back to the woman.
"Ugly, you are not worthy of me."
Because he doesn't want to marry a woman he has never met before. This young master has very high standards.
But there are no what-ifs. The moment Lu Qingyin appeared happened to completely detonate him. He had no time to think so much. All he could think about was tearing this woman apart! Let her pay for what she did today!
But this was obviously just a small episode in his life.
"Thank you, Immortal... I understand."
'My dear sister! I...'
Just when Jiang Beiran was about to complain, the system's beep sounded again.
Jiang Beiran was very sure that the only option he had not completed was the option five he had chosen in the sect, which was to eliminate Ye Fan's hatred for the Guixin Sect.
'This kid...has really realized it, not bad.'
Jiang Beiran has always been sure that for a rebellious boy like Ye Fan, the more you ask him to do something, the more he won't do anything. You have to let him understand it and convince himself before he can do it.
The heart is opened.
And this series of preparations he made were just for this moment.
'A boy can be taught...'
Nodding with satisfaction, Jiang Beiran said: "I hope you really understand, get up."
When Ye Fan stood up, Jiang Beiran brought him to the Twelve Capitals Thunder Formation that he had already set up.
When Ye Fan curiously observed the formation in front of him, Jiang Beiran once again pulled out the golden stick just now and waved it in front of Ye Fan.
Seeing that the sign in front of him suddenly turned into a golden array, Ye Fan's young heart was shocked again. Although his grandfather was King Xuan, he had never seen his grandfather take action, let alone King Xuan. Last time Wu Qingce
The attack was actually the actual combat of the top powerhouse he had seen.
After all, he has never gone out to practice.
Now that he saw Jiang Beiran suddenly change like this, it was simply a miracle for him.
"Accept this array, and you will become a member of our organization."
"May I!?"
Ye Fan, who had just been rejected as a disciple, said in surprise.
"Take it."
This time, Ye Fan stopped asking silly questions and directly took the golden formation plate.
"When you meet someone with the same array in the future, the arrays will react to each other."
"Yes!" After responding, Ye Fan hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Immortal, what is the name of our organization?"
"Lan."
"Lan..." Ye Fan muttered softly and remembered the word in his heart.
"Now, take the array and sit on the rock."
"yes."
Without any hesitation, Ye Fan held the roulette and sat on a big stone in the formation.
When Ye Fan sat cross-legged on the ground, Jiang Beiran took out a black and yellow flag and placed it in front of him.
The next second, several black clouds suddenly gathered over the formation.
The pressure from the dark clouds made Ye Fan a little nervous, but more importantly, he was looking forward to it.
When all the black clouds gathered into one, Jiang Beiran opened his mouth and said: "Tiangang is showing its power, Xuanwu is following, jade color is shaking, and the light is confusing and flowing!"
Just when Ye Fan was still wondering what these four sentences meant, a thunderbolt fell from the sky and hit him.
"ah!!!"
Ye Fan, who was suddenly struck by lightning, let out a cry of pain, but the pain was completely within his tolerance.
Immediately afterwards, the second, third, and fourth thunder struck down continuously. It was not until the ninth thunder hit Ye Fan that the black clouds finally dispersed.
After removing the formation flag, Jiang Beiran stepped forward and looked at Ye Fan, whose face was charred, and asked: "How do you feel?"
But this question did not receive any response. Looking down, Jiang Beiran found that he had fainted.
'The young man's physical fitness is still a bit poor. He can't bear it after only nine thunders.'
With a sigh in his heart, Jiang Beiran squatted down and took off a black bracelet from Ye Fan's right hand.
'Tsk, it was struck by lightning nine times and it didn't break. There is indeed something wrong with this bracelet.'
During the days when he was observing Ye Fan, Jiang Beiran's mental power sensed that as soon as Ye Fan started practicing, the bracelet would emit a special wave.
This strong sense of sight immediately made Jiang Beiran understand something.
‘This is a ring that has turned into a bracelet…’
Jiang Beiran was sure that as long as he took off this bracelet, Ye Fan's cultivation would return to normal, but Jiang Beiran felt that the drama was arranged for this. If he just took off Ye Fan's bracelet like this, and then told him about your talent
came back.
In fact, there is a feeling of a gap of only three seconds after two hours of foreplay.
So he simply set up a twelve-capital thunder formation. The effect of this formation was to open up the cultivator's veins, making it easier for him to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. It can be said that it was completely consistent with his purpose, and the sense of ritual was also
It's in place.
"Qing Huan, help him go in and rest for a while."
Jiang Beiran looked at Gu Qinghuan and shouted.
"yes."
Nodding, Gu Qinghuan came over and carried Ye Fan away.
Jiang Beiran, on the other hand, continued to study the black bracelet in his hand.
'So is there an old man in there?'
Jiang Beiran, who had penetrated with his mental power for a long time but could not sense anything, waved to Wu Qingce, "Qingce, come here."
Wu Qingce came over immediately after hearing this.
"Put this bracelet on."
Looking at the black bracelet handed over by his senior brother, Wu Qingce was stunned for a moment, then put the bracelet on.
"Now try to absorb the spiritual energy around you."
Wu Qingce became even more confused after hearing this, but he did not ask questions, but followed his senior brother's words and began to absorb the spiritual energy around him.
The next second, Wu Qingce's expression froze.
"Senior...Senior brother, I can't absorb the spiritual energy anymore."
Jiang Beiran nodded: "Well, it's okay if you can't absorb it."
Blinking his eyes twice, Wu Qingce suddenly understood what was going on. It turned out that Ye Fan was harmed by this bracelet.
"Senior brother is wise! He discovered the problem at a glance." Wu Qingce said with great admiration.
"Stop talking about these useless things, continue to absorb spiritual energy, don't stop."
"yes……"
Nodding, Wu Qingce sat cross-legged and continued to exercise.
As time passed, Wu Qingce understood more and more what Ye Fan had experienced in the past few years. This feeling was really terrible. No matter how he exercised his skills, the spiritual energy in his body would not increase at all, so there was no need to
Let’s talk about converting spiritual energy into profound energy.
This lasted until night. Jiang Beiran patted Wu Qingce and asked, "Are there any strange voices talking to you?"
Wu Qingce opened his eyes and replied: "No."
'It's strange...'
This bracelet has been attracting Ye Fan for several years. He also got the annulment BUFF a few days ago. Logically speaking, the old man should have woken up, but now Wu Qingce, who is a mysterious master, has poured spiritual energy into it for an entire afternoon. How can he return it?
No reaction at all.
‘Isn’t this piece of shit really just capable of absorbing spiritual energy? That’s too deceptive.’
Jiang Beiran was actually quite looking forward to the old grandfather. After all, this was a protagonist-level golden finger. If he used it well, he might be one step closer to being invincible.
'etc……'
After thinking for a while, an idea suddenly popped into Jiang Beiran's mind.
Because of this bracelet, Ye Fan lost his talent. Because he lost his talent, he triggered the breakup of the engagement and the three-year contract. And because of the breakup of the engagement and the three-year contract, he triggered this heaven-level option.