The mystery of the iQue is that if you stretch your thoughts to infinity, you can extend them to infinity.

Once, Ning Fan, who had just stepped into the path of cultivating the truth, had used this magical power by mistake. At that time, his divine thoughts were clearly still very weak, but because he was stretched to the extreme, he directly extended out of the rain realm and extended to the northern sky.

This is also a supernatural power with a very high risk factor, Ning Fan almost died because he couldn't recover his divine thoughts, but fortunately, he was saved by the rescue of the Immortal Emperor Meng Xuanzi.

And today, there is a mysterious old monster who wants to guide him to travel thousands of miles, which is really interesting...

Outside the gate of Nanyao Temple, Ning Fan looked up at the sky, the sky was clearly empty except for a slight drizzle, but he seemed to be looking at something seriously, counting something, and gradually had a dignified look.

"One floor, two floors, three floors..."

"Ten floors... Twenty floors..."

"Two hundred..."

"Four hundred floors..."

"One thousand one hundred and forty-nine floors..."

Some passers-by, curious about Ning Fan's behavior, stopped, and looked at the sky with Ning Fan, but they couldn't see anything from the sky, and they didn't answer when they asked Ning Fan, so they had to leave with doubts in the end.

The man who counted in the sky was really a strange person. Naturally, because of Ning Fan's attire, these slanders did not dare to be declared.

I don't know how long it took, Ning Fan withdrew his gaze and slowly closed his eyes. The power of invisible divine thoughts began to surround him.

If anyone could see these invisible divine thoughts, they would be surprised to find that at this moment, the surface of Ning Fan's divine thoughts was slowly generating some runes. Those runes are colorless and phaseless, and only those with advanced Dharma eyes can see the flowing wooden Dao rules on the runes. These wood runes were Ning Fan's power condensation with the Tao of Wood, and the condensation process was extremely jerky and difficult, and not skilled.

Time passed little by little, and Ning Fan condensed more and more runes on the surface of the divine thought, and those runes gathered together, and turned into a thin cocoon on the surface of the power of the divine thought.

In the life of the thin cocoon, the power of Ning Fan's divine thoughts has obviously improved in a certain aspect, but unfortunately, before Ning Fan can understand it carefully, the thin cocoon seems to be the wrong method, and it cracks with a click.

The hard work of nearly an hour has been in vain.

Ning Fan frowned, but then let go with a wry smile, and hugged his fist in the direction of the temple,

"The seniors have the heart to give advice, but the juniors can't understand the method, I'm afraid that they will disappoint the seniors. ”

The voice in the temple said, "Disappointed? No, Xiaoyou really surprised the old man." You clearly don't understand the method of [reciting the nail formula], but you can imitate it to such an extent with just one glance, and the transcendent understanding is really the only one you have seen in the old man's life. ”

"The seniors praise falsely, and the younger generations dare not be ashamed. Ning Fan was polite in his mouth, but his heart was secretly dark, and he had a guess.

Reciting the nail formula...

Is it the terrifying supernatural power that covers the surface of the divine mind with a thin cocoon of runes and doubles the tenacity of the divine thought...

There is no doubt that this mysterious old monster who led him here knows the great power of wandering thousands of miles. On the empty sky, there is actually an infinitely thin filament of divine thoughts, all the way to the Nanyao Temple, as long as Ning Fan can see the filament, even if there is no umbrella woman to dial, he can find all the way here.

People who can see that thread are rare, that is, Ning Fan has cultivated the Divine Technique and the Sky Rain Technique, and his perception of the Divine Thoughts is subtle, so that he can see the thin lines in the sky, and if he is replaced by other people, even if he has the strength of Immortal Venerable and Immortal King, he may not be able to see it.

This is still the result of the mysterious old monster deliberately revealing the thought line and not hiding, if there is a intention to hide, then even Ning Fan has no way of knowing that there is a thought thread in the sky.

It was because the pedestrians passing by were not cultivated enough, and they could never be seen, so they felt that Ning Fan was strange about the number of days.

They wouldn't even know that what Ning Fan counted was the number of layers of thin cocoons on the thin line of divine thoughts, a total of 1,149 layers, the divine thoughts of this mysterious old monster... The tenacity is terrible!

"The iQue Ten Thousand Miles is a great supernatural power, and as my cultivation gradually increases, it's not that I haven't tried to cultivate this supernatural power, but I have never been able to cultivate it. The initial mastery of this technique requires the possession of true immortal cultivation, and requires the monk to have a great understanding of the cultivation of divine thoughts, so as to achieve the first step of the divine journey - to nuanced the divine thoughts... As for the second step, which is to improve the tenacity of the Nianxi, few people can do it..."

Drawing the threads into subtleties refers to the means of pulling the divine thoughts into thin wires, and it is necessary to cultivate the micro-manipulation of the divine thoughts to a certain extent in order to achieve this step. Out of a hundred True Immortals, only one or two people can do this. These people can stretch their divine thoughts into tenths or twentieths of thin filaments, thus increasing the coverage of their divine thoughts by ten or twenty times, but this is often their limit, and they cannot achieve the infinite and infinite distance of the infinite distance that the iQue has theoretically reached.

Because the finer the divine thought is stretched, the lower the toughness will be, and the easier it will be to break, and the infinitely thin silk will also be infinitely brittle, and it will break when the breeze blows, and it cannot be used for spelling at all.

Improving the tenacity of the divine mind is the biggest problem in cultivating the iQue Wanli, because of this limitation, there are many people who can do the first step of the iQue Wanli, but there are very few people who can really master this technique, even quasi-saints such as Xiang Yuzi and Mu Song Daoren.

But the old monster in this temple can travel thousands of miles! The old monster in this temple is definitely not to be underestimated...

Ning Fan secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, Wu Laoba fell into the hands of this person, but he didn't know how to get it back...

"Do you know why I gave you a dial?" the voice in the temple asked.

"I don't know. ”

"Because I smell a hint of chanting from you, but it doesn't seem to be complete. I have had a period of cause and effect with the Taichang Immortal Emperor of the Ancient Heavenly Court, this person is the Emperor of Palm Thought, although he is not good at fighting methods, but he has a deep understanding of Shen Nian, under the saint, I have never seen anyone who can surpass this person in Shen Nian. If I hadn't received benefits from him, with my qualifications, I wouldn't have been able to cultivate my iQue to this point... What is your relationship with Taichang, but a descendant of Taichang's disciples?"

"I disappointed the seniors, the juniors only practiced the mutilated exercises of the Taichang Immortal Emperor by chance, and they were not descendants of his disciples. Ning Fan thought about it and replied truthfully.

"That's a shame... If you are a descendant of his disciples, I need to help you cultivate the true Divine Journey because of my promise to him, but if you are not, then I don't need to fulfill this promise, and a little bit of one or two is enough, but it is absolutely impossible for me to pass on to you the complete recitation of the Eight Divine Secrets for no reason. With that out of the way, it's time for us to talk about your minions. The old man sighed abruptly, withdrew the thread hidden in the sky, and his voice gradually became cold.

Ning Fan and Taichang Immortal Emperor have some fate, which is the same thing.

Ning Fan's servants offended him, it was another matter!

"I don't know how my servant Wu Lao Ba offended my seniors, and I asked my seniors to tell me. Although Ning Fan knew that the other party was powerful, he was still calm, after all, although the other party's words were cold, he had no real killing intent, and there may not be no room for mediation in this matter.

"Hmph, the little turtle is called Wu Laoba, he took a fancy to the old man's treasure, wanted to take it, so he made a bet with the old man, and now the bet is lost and trapped in the old man's water tank, you want to save him, this matter is not difficult, just make a bet with the old man. ”

"What bet?"

"The old man bets that you won't be able to enter the Nanyao Temple alive and come to the old man, but if you can do this, then the old man has lost the gamble, and you can take the little turtle!

Ning Fan's heart sank.

If he loses, it means that he will die in the Nanyao Temple, on the way to meet the mysterious old monster... If you want to come to this Nanyao Temple, it must be dangerous.

"Your relationship with this little turtle doesn't seem to be very good, the old man has imprisoned him for less than half a day, and he has scolded you more than 1,800 sentences, hmph, for this kind of disloyal servant, you still don't want to make this bet with the old man!"

Before the old man finished speaking, he suddenly sighed, it turned out that Ning Fan didn't even hesitate for a moment, and stepped directly into the Nanyao Temple.

It's so decisive!

"Funny boy—" The old man's voice drifted farther and farther away, and he could no longer be heard.

Ning Fan's eyes were calm, and he stepped into the gate of Nanyao Temple. Of course, his relationship with Wu Lao Ba is not good enough to give up his life and forget about death, but even if it is only for a period of cause and effect between Wu Lao Ba and the old devil, he will not leave Wu Lao Ba alone.

Even if the other party is suspected of being a quasi-saint!

The moment he stepped into the temple gate, the rain outside the temple was forcibly cut off, and the rain stopped.

Ning Fan was slightly moved, the inside and outside of this temple are just a door, but they are like two completely different worlds, with his cultivation, once he enters the temple, he can no longer make Shen Nian escape from the temple, such as being detained in a gloomy temple!

From the outside, Nanyao Temple is just a small ruined temple.

From the inside, the Yin Building of Nanyao Temple is over 10,000, barren smoke and vines, ghosts crying to the sky, dry bones are everywhere, broken knives and broken rods can be seen everywhere, and the blood stains have not dried...

It looks like a pure land of Buddhism, but it looks like a ghost cave!

"No, it's... Illusion!"

Ning Fan suddenly realized, and he suddenly understood why those passers-by turned a blind eye to the gloomy aura of this temple.

It turned out that he was the only one who fell for the illusion, and the moment he stepped into the temple gate, it was the opportunity to officially trigger the illusion...

"Broken!"

Ning Fan's left eye flashed, and a purple-black light shot out, hitting the gloomy world in the temple, and actually punched a crack in this world.

What is used is the innate skill that the illusion of the Fuli clan can see!

As soon as the crack opened, Ning Fan jumped towards the crack, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, he was still standing outside the Nanyao Temple, maintaining the posture of looking at the number of days at the beginning, the rain was still falling, and there was no yin qi in the Nanyao Temple.

Did you escape the illusion, it turns out that he never entered the temple, but fell for the illusion in the first place...

"This man is so strange, he has been looking at the sky for an hour, and he doesn't know what to count..."

"Shhhh

Some pedestrians on the road were pointing at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan was also speechless, how did those people know that he had watched the sky for two hours, could it be that they stayed on the side of the road for an hour?

Roar!

The few passers-by who were laughing at Ning Fan suddenly turned into evil ghosts and pounced on Ning Fan, and the ground here also cracked through it, revealing the raging magma hell below.

Only then did Ning Fan know that he had not escaped the illusion at all, but was still in that illusion, and his ability to break away from the illusion was powerful, but his cultivation was not as much as that mysterious old monster, and it was not enough to escape from the other party's illusion!

"There are two ways to break the illusion, one is to forcibly break free by relying on cultivation, supernatural powers, and magic weapons, and the other is to have companions in the outside world to help wake up. If you don't have either, illusion can be a more terrifying weapon than any other supernatural power... There is no doubt that this is a test of life or death, and the old man did not lie to me..."

"This technique is not enough to see through my cultivation, but in addition to my ability to break illusions, I also have the ability to help the illusion of the clan to rebound. In a sense, the illusion rebound is more terrifying than the illusion to penetrate, especially in a situation like me that is deeply trapped in the opponent's illusion, if I can find the weak point in the opponent's illusion, I even have a chance to reverse it in one fell swoop..."

Ning Fan dodged away from the evil spirits that pounced on him, dodging while observing the surroundings, his eyes flashing blue, and after a long time, his gaze suddenly turned to the hellish abyss in the cracks of the earth.

"Among the techniques, the magma seems to be the most dangerous place, but if I am not bad, the weakest point of this technique is precisely hidden there..."

Ning Fan shook off the group of evil spirits and jumped into the hellish magma.

The raging hellish magma has an almost terrifying temperature, and if you jump into it defenselessly, even the Immortal Emperor will have to shed her skin.

These magma are transformed by illusion, and other idle defense methods can't prevent their temperature at all, and Ning Fan, who is deeply trapped in illusion, is not the main body at the moment, and he can't use any defensive means, so he simply uses his own illusion power to defend against these magma.

comprehended the Dao technique that has rarely been used so far, and at this moment, it was used by him!

At the same time as he jumped down, his body continued to gush out black qi, enveloping him in it, that black was the color of the night, and it was the Dao technique formed after the demonization of the Black Night Dao Elephant!

Deeply trapped in the opponent's illusion, Ning Fan naturally couldn't directly replace the opponent's illusion world with his own night, but if he wanted to urge some of the power of the night illusion to resist the opponent's illusion damage, he could still do it.

Most of the magma that was approaching him was blocked by the black qi, but there were still a few that penetrated his illusion defenses and splashed on his body.

Burning, painful and soul-burning, every time he was burned by that magma, Ning Fan felt that his mind was greatly depleted, and he quickly weakened.

It's just that no matter how weak Ning Fan is, his expression is always calm, after jumping into the magma, he keeps moving downstream, this seems to be an unfathomable hell, but in fact, it is not deep! After passing through the initial hot magma, Ning Fan suddenly felt that his body was cold, and he actually fell into a stone chamber. The stone chamber was built deep in the lava, with four walls painted with illusionary runes and a pair of horn crystals floating in the air.

That horn crystal is where the power of this illusion lies, and it is also the weakest point of this technique!

Ning Fan's sleeve robe waved, and a large area of black gas swept towards the horn crystal, as if he wanted to defile the horn crystal.

But before those black qi approached, bursts of light shot out from the crystal, turning into a complex prohibition, sweeping away all the black qi.

Ning Fan swept lightly, the stone room here is less than ten steps, there are thousands of defensive formations, and these formations are born in a loop, it is useless to break only one or two, and soon the formation will be reborn, only by seeing through all the formations and breaking them at one time, can you get close to the horn crystal.

Ning Fan carefully observed the prohibition here, and actually had the feeling of looking at the starry sky when he was a mortal, only to feel that its complexity was far beyond expectations, and even as long as he stared at it for a long time, he would feel dizzy.

You can't stare for a long time, and you can't find a way to break the formation in a short time.

Ning Fan extinguished the desire in his heart to escape from the illusion, he was not in a hurry, he simply sat down cross-legged in the stone room, and slowly studied this formation.

One day, two days, three days...

January, February, March...

Spring goes to autumn, Ning Fan has been sitting in this stone room for hundreds of years, and suddenly one day, he suddenly stood up, and shot out thousands of golden exercises in an instant, and in countless roars, he directly broke the ban here!

Then he raised his hand and polluted the horn crystal with his own illusion black qi, and used the illusion rebound to help away the talent skill, and directly mastered the control of the illusion here!

In an instant, the old man in Tsing Yi, who was originally making a jar in the temple, suddenly looked at him in surprise and fell into confusion, but he woke up again after a while.

And Ning Fan, his eyes changed, and he came back to his senses.

He was still standing outside the temple, looking up at the sky.

On the side of the road, someone pointed at him.

"This man is so strange, he has been looking at the sky for an hour, and he doesn't know what to count..."

"Shhhh

Hundreds of years of meditation in the stone chamber were only carried out in an illusion, and the outside world was actually still stuck in the moment of his illusion.

Just listening to these somewhat similar words, Ning Fan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. Hasn't he escaped the illusion yet! Isn't it possible that the next moment the mountain will crack again...

Fortunately, this time he really escaped, because there was a sound of praise in the temple.

"Very well, you win, take your minions home. Unexpectedly, you not only escaped from the old man's illusion, but also rebounded the illusion against the old man, causing the old man to lose in an instant... You, nice!"

Ning Fan let out a breath of turbidity and walked into the temple. There are no 10,000 yin buildings in the illusion in the temple, and this Nanyao Temple is just a small broken temple.

In the courtyard of the two entrances, in the courtyard, an old man wearing a cyan leather jacket and a beard braid, sitting in the courtyard, with a base in front of him, is holding an arm-thick mud strip, stacked in a circle to form a cylinder, and then the base rotates, then he holds the hemp silk dipped in muddy water, smooths the surface of the mud cylinder little by little, and occasionally takes a wooden stick and puts it on the cylinder mouth to make the rotating mud cylinder mouth smooth.

In the courtyard, there are still a lot of mud tanks that are drying, and there is no rainwater falling into the temple.

Farther away, there is a small kiln, which seems to be used for firing cylinders, and outside the kiln, a young man with a horn mask is glazing some cylinder embryos.

It was the person Ning Fan had seen when he signed up in the blood martial arts ring.

"Why are you here, could it be that you're following me!" The young man in the mask who seemed to be innocent stood up and looked at Ning Fan with a fierce gaze.

It seems that he doesn't know anything about the confrontation between Ning Fan and the old man in Tsing Yi.

Ning Fan expected that he might meet Xian Yuchun here, so he was not too surprised, and took a deep look at Xian Yuchun, but did not answer.

The old man in Tsing Yi spoke.

By the way, I would like to remind you that your transaction with me needs to burn enough two million cylinders for me in my lifetime, and there is still a gap of 1,999,762, and you are not allowed to be lazy with the old man!"

The old man in Tsing Yi grimaced and glared at the masked youth.

The masked young man glanced at the old man in Tsing Yi with great fear, then looked at Ning Fan, and finally didn't say anything, and obediently went back to glaze the clay jar.

The aura of the old man in Tsing Yi was very weak, and on the surface, he looked like a market vendor, but as this person's eyes gathered, it suddenly brought Ning Fan a sense of oppression from the mountains and tsunamis.

A second-order quasi-saint, and one line stronger than the people of Namu Song Dao, he is such a terrifying powerhouse!

"I know this person, why is he here?" Ning Fan asked with a powerful trick to remove the old man's coercion.

If he was not mistaken, Xian Yuchun stayed here to glaze the clay jar, it seemed to be some kind of special cultivation... It's not like there's malicious intent.

"You're here to take the servants, not to inquire about the news. It's not good to ask too many questions!" said the old man with a frown.

"If I don't ask what happened, I don't worry about this person's safety. The implication is that he is worried that the old man will be less calculating.

This is also the worst-case scenario, if this second-order quasi-saint old man has the heart to calculate a pure one, Ning Fan is powerless to resist the other party.

"You think too much, Niu someone never calculates, if you want to kill someone, kill directly, if you want to harm someone, you will kill directly, whether it is this son, you are good, your turtle servant is good, it's all the same!"

After that, the old man impatiently pointed to a water tank in the corner of the courtyard, and then made the tank by himself, no longer paying attention to Ning Fan.

Wu Lao Ba was in that water tank.

Ning Fan took a closer look, there was half a tank of water stored in the water tank, and there was a big fish with a strange appearance, which looked like it weighed more than ten catties, which was quite fat, and there was also a turtle the size of a sesame seed in the tank, and the turtle was cute and big-eyed, and it was the appearance of the old eighty thousand ancient real body that had shrunk countless times.

As for the strange fish, if you look closely, it seems to be an extinct Huangquan whale, which is said to be a different species that lives in the Yellow Spring, but it was raised as a pet by the old man, and its size seems to have shrunk countless times...

No, not to shrink, but ... Near big and far small!

This tank of water seems to be close at hand, but it is actually far away from Ning Fan, far away... Ning Fan reached out to touch it, no matter what, he couldn't touch the water in the tank.

It's as if these two fish and one turtle are living in another world, another... Transmigration!

No wonder Wu Lao Ba can't escape, because Wu Lao Ba doesn't understand reincarnation...

"There is a hint of reincarnation in you, which is very weak, but it is really something that you realize. In this way, you can fish out your servants, and you don't need the help of the old man. The old man said without raising his head.

"Well, the juniors can do this on their own, and they don't need the help of the seniors. ”

Fortunately, Ning Fan had just had his own understanding of reincarnation, otherwise he would not have dared to boast about Haikou and go to fish for Wu Laoba.

I just can't think of it... This black old man is really scolding him, hehe, his skin is itchy.

...

A world in a vat.

This is a water world with no edge in sight, the turtle body of Wu Lao Ba is swimming in the water on the one hand, scolding on the other, and a giant yellow spring whale comparable to the starry sky is following behind him, with sympathetic eyes.

This Huangquan whale is not very intelligent, and it can't understand how such a ruthless owner in the world can cruelly abuse such a cute little turtle.

The breath of this Huangquan Whale is very powerful, almost comparable to some weak immortal emperors, Wu Laoba, who was locked in the water tank, thought that the Huangquan Whale was weak and could be bullied at first, and wanted to bully it, but he didn't expect to be subdued by the other party in an instant. Fortunately, Wu Lao Ba immediately relented, and the Huangquan Whale, who was not very intelligent, forgave Wu Lao Ba very much, and agreed to Wu Lao Ba's request, and bowed verbally to Wu Lao Ba.

"Second brother, are you listening to your eldest brother?"

"Roar-" The Yellow Spring Whale who wants to say 'listening'.

"It's really pitiful, second brother, you can't even speak, but fortunately, big brother, I know a few different beast languages, I can't think of it, I can't think of it to come in handy today! Are you sympathetic to big brother, you are really my good second brother!"

"Roar roar,

"Good brother, then I'll go on, next, I'm going to make the 1842nd accusation, that damn evil star, don't come to save me, it must be because the enemy is strong, give up my little life, no righteousness, no righteousness! If it were him who was killed, I would definitely be desperate to save him, I am the most loyal Wu Xiaoba in the world, so I won't be as inhuman as the evil star!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—" Inhumane!

"Next, I have to make the 1843rd accusation, the evil star who plays with fire and kang does not give me a good thing every time, and robs me of my magic weapon in turn, second brother, you say, is such a master thundering and splitting every day!"

"Roar, roar, roar, "The sky is thundering!"

"Next, I have to make the 1,844th accusation, that damn evil star, he actually thinks that I am Long Yang, this is a huge insult to my personality! How can I, Wu Xiaoba, like men, I am the top normal Wu Xiaoba in the world! And the 1845th accusation, why is he here, why is he to me... Eh, second brother, what are you looking at, second brother?"

Wu Laoba scolded and scolded, and suddenly found that the whale's eyes were wrong. At a glance, he saw that in the endless waters, Ning Fan's face was reflected as if he was smiling.

Suddenly, the tiger's body was shocked! Why did Ma Dan Xingxing come, how much did he hear!

“... Right now... Ahem, ahem... I'm going to make one last complaint... Well, I'm going to accuse the stars of being suave, resourceful, amazing, and magical, damn it, I don't accept it! How can there be such perfect people in the world, how can we ordinary people live! Okay, after the accusation, the big brother will tell you a story, the name of the story is 'I have a good master, and I will be loyal for the rest of my life'..."

Hehe.

Wu Lao Ba didn't finish speaking, he only felt that his eyes were dark, and in the next moment, he had the feeling of being out of the water, and the eternal true body that was forcibly restricted to the point that he could not exit finally withdrew.

At the side of the water tank, Ning Fan shook the water in his hand, and a figure the size of a sesame seed in the water fell to the ground, instantly becoming larger and becoming Wu Laoba.

"Don't you think it's too late to change your mouth after the accusation?"

As soon as Ning Fan's words came out, Wu Laoba had the feeling of five thunders.

It's over, it's still slow to change your tune!

"Master, I, I..." Wu Laoba trembled a little, and at the same time felt an inexplicable touch.

His flying sword didn't expect to invite his master to save him, he just wanted to scare the old man in green clothes and let him know that he still had helpers outside.

Unexpectedly, I really had to ask for the master...

He wants to know that the master cares about his safety so much, he is blinded by lard, and he will not scold the master!

"Hehe, if you complain, when you go back, you have time, don't worry. Ning Fan smiled, but Wu Laoba had an urge to pump himself to death.

Evil Star is absolutely furious!

Whoever runs desperately to save someone, but the other party scolds him, will be angry!

Ning Fan was really not angry, but he was a little speechless about Wu Laoba's boredom. He had been accused of more than 1,800 articles, and he was really curious about what he had accused.

Is he so guilty? If so, that's not bad. As for this black old bastard, he never expected the other party to be loyal to him.

"You'll talk about it later, and now I'll be quiet for a while. ”

Seeing that Wu Laoba still wanted to justify himself, Ning Fan didn't bother to listen, but walked up to the old man in Tsing Yi and thanked him with a fist.

Thanks, it was this person who was generous, didn't care about Wu Laoba's offense, and didn't kill him casually.

Thank you, it is this person who clicks, if you understand it carefully, Ning Fan may not be able to realize his own divine thoughts and tenacity from today's point, so as to cultivate a real fugue thousands of miles.

The old man didn't raise his head, as if he hadn't seen Ning Fan's movements.

Only before Ning Fan could speak, he suddenly spoke.

"Although you are not a descendant of Taichang, but you are also destined for him, if you pay the price, I can also pass on you to recite the eight secrets of the gods completely, so that the supernatural powers of Taichang will not decline. ”

"Oh, the seniors would like to pass on the complete recitation of the Divine Formula?" Ning Fan was slightly moved and asked, "I don't know what price the junior has to pay in exchange for the complete recitation of the Divine Formula?"

"Come back another day, today I am the soul of the green cow, only concentrate on building the tank, do not talk about the transaction, and when the scalper comes, I will talk about this matter again!"

With that, the old man lowered his head and turned the mud tank chassis again. (To be continued.) )