When the power of yin and yang formed into the illusion array, it disappeared with the death of the thousand cranes.

The three-pole yin and yang array also dissolved on its own.

Get out of the illusion.

Qin Fan exhaled lightly.

Although those visions did not disturb his mind.

But there is no doubt that that scene was revealed again as the most secret picture in his heart, and he still couldn't control himself from sinking into that sorrow.

Shaking his head and laughing self-deprecatingly, Qin Fan muttered to himself, "Dao heart is still not hard enough!"

Yes.

As a monk who aspires to be in the Immortal Class, the Dao Heart is very important, and this is often the factor that determines the success or failure of Ascension.

A Dao heart that can soar into an immortal will never be bothered by the red dust of the world.

But Qin Fan's current state, such a Dao heart, is obviously too much worse.

Originally, there was no need to care about the Dao heart at this time in the Jindan period, after all, there was still a long way to go, and it was not an overnight thing to ascend to immortal, but Qin Fan He came from the Mahayana period, and the five hundred years of mental path grinding seemed to have completely disappeared after being reborn and returned to the original point!

"Cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals, if it is so easy to cultivate into immortals, then immortals are too worthless! It's just that, the Dao heart is hard or fragile! The reason why I was able to do whatever I wanted without scruples in my previous life was just that there was no emotional constraint, and when I returned from this life, how could I give up those people and feelings that I regarded as the treasure of fate? Let it be, what should come will come after all!"

He smiled wryly and whispered softly.

Qin Fan shook his head and shook off the distractions in his mind.

Without using his divine sense to sense the situation in the worship room, he slowly raised his feet and walked outside the door of the worship room.

Facing the closed door, he jerked his foot!

Bang!!!

The thick door flew in under this powerful kick!

As the gate of worship was kicked open.

An extremely oppressive aura immediately poured out!

"Yo, isn't the main battlefield here?"

Glancing at the worship room, which had not been damaged in any way, it was safe and sound, and Qin Fan smiled playfully.

Then take a leisurely step inside!

In the worship hall on the side, candles are lit as far as the eye can see.

The spirit tablets were marked with names that were sinful enough to be beaten down eighteen layers of hell, and they were all merciful!

Look at the names that are memorized in history.

Qin Fan clenched his teeth!

swept his backhand towards the worship hall.

However, before the strength could blast off these tokens, a powerful aura immediately appeared and blocked the advance drive of the energy!

"I'll admit you're strong, but this isn't the place for you to go wild!"

Tightly melted away.

An old man slowly appeared out of thin air.

After those feet hit the ground, he watched Qin Fan say word by word in the Chinese language.

"Huaxia?"

As he spoke, the terrifying murderous intent on Qin Fan's body was fully revealed!

If this is really a Chinese person, then he definitely has to let the other party understand what life is better than death!

"No! You think too much, I'm not from Huaxia! But I've lived in Huaxia for thirty years, and Huaxia can be said to be my second hometown!" the old man looked at Qin Fan and said lightly with an expressionless face.

There wasn't even a hint of mood swings in the old voice, it was like a mechanical tuning.

"Are you the guardian of these spirit cards?" Qin Fan was slightly relieved, and then stared at the other party with a torch of light.

"That's right! I am the guardian of these spirit cards! My existence is to make many heroic spirits not be disturbed in the slightest! I know that you Chinese people hate them to the core, but in my eyes, they are great heroes, they are my faith, and they are heroes who sacrifice to make the country stronger! Just now your companion came in, because he had no intention of destroying these spirit cards, so I don't care about him! Let him and my disciples fight to the death on their own! But if you want to destroy these spirit cards, then sorry, you can't do it! The old man looked at Qin Fan Dao extremely extremely.

Hero?

Faith?

Sacrifice?

I'm grass Nyima's!

Listen to these extreme words that are extremely vile.

Qin Fan's chest couldn't help but explode with a cloud of sincere anger and yellow heart!

He believes that all Chinese people can't stand this kind of rhetoric!

"Do you think you can keep these evil animals?" Qin Fan laughed, the kind that laughed angrily.

"Looking at East Asia, the aliens from several countries have tried to destroy them, but in the end, their corpses were buried by me in the back mountain as a memorial to the heroic spirit! Although you just broke the Onmyoji's illusion array outside, this is not enough for you to be presumptuous here! So, between life and death, as of now, you still have a choice to do!"

The eyelids that were staring at Qin Fan were raised, and the old man still said in that calm and breezy tone.

"Haha-! It's been a long time since anyone talked to me like this! It's been a long time! Today, I'll see what your old devil can do to stop my shot! Also, just to what you just said, I will send you a punishment from Huaxia, it's called lighting a sky lantern!"

Laughing wildly.

The momentum on Qin Fan's body skyrocketed wildly!

Uh-huh?

Under the momentum of Qin Fan's sudden attack, the old man glared at those cloudy eyes.

It seems that I can't believe that the other party's momentum will be so strong!

But this mistake was fleeting in the blink of an eye.

There was no mood swing in his voice, "Since you want to die, then I will satisfy you!

Words.

The old man's figure flashed.

Whoosh whoosh -!

The next moment.

Heavy figures flashed in front of Qin Fan's eyes like doppelgangers!

Three courses.

Nine ways.

Eighteen.

Looking at the mysterious figure in front of him, Qin Fan shook his head disdainfully and sneered coldly.

If he didn't have the divine sense of a monk, it might not be easy to deal with such a situation.

But under his Jindan stage divine sense, this is no different from playing a monkey show!

Stand motionless.

Qin Fan didn't immediately attack him.

Instead, he scanned the figures playfully.

Suddenly.

When these heavily blurred figures reached the thirty-six realms.

Suddenly, these phantoms stretched out their eagle claws and attacked Qin Fan!

"Are these false tricks where your strength lies?"

In the calm and calm of the mountain, Qin Fan smiled coldly.

It's as if the claw shadow in front of me is transparent!

Those who can make such a gesture in such a situation are either really awesome or really stupid!

The old man naturally couldn't think that Qin Fan, who had such a terrifying momentum, would be stupid, so in the face of these words, he couldn't help but twist the pale old eyebrows!

"Dead !!"

The next moment, the original tone without any mood fluctuations suddenly changed.

There was a shock, and the dead word in the entire worship hall roared!

Thirty-six imaginary figures with reality, real with imaginary figures opened their mouths in unison.

A blow swept away the ferocious and powerful claws, and when the words fell, they immediately attacked in front of Qin Fan.

(End of chapter)