Ling Fan was still immersed in the artistic conception, and his mental power was rapidly rushing. Even he himself didn't know how long it had passed. Finally, at some point, the artistic conception disappeared and his consciousness returned.
The moment he opened his eyes, the first thing he had to do was to investigate his mental power, and found that the entire third layer had been wrapped in yellow gas transformed from mental power. In addition to being overjoyed, he quickly sucked his mental power back.
"Huh?" The moment he controlled his mental power, he found that his mental power had penetrated into the fourth floor, and he could already feel the existence of the Great Sage of Quanrong from the fourth floor. Judging from his mental power, this guy actually left the cave.
Ling Fan was shocked and quickly retracted all his mental power. Then, he looked around and saw a man two feet tall staring at him with his eyes as sapphire-like eyes.
If the clear eyes without any impurities were not born in the sockets, Ling Fan even thought he had seen sapphires! He could not find any news from this eyes, and his seemingly melancholy eyes, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Are you?" Ling Fan asked knowingly. There was only one Quanrong Sage on the fourth floor, who else could there be? But he could not accept this fact. In his heart, even if the Quanrong Sage is not a three-headed and six-armed person, at least he should have a more vicious appearance. Who knows
It turned out to be such a handsome man, even the woman's expression was overshadowed on him.
"My name is Quanrong, who are you?" The clean voice of the Great Sage of Quanrong once again subverted Ling Fan's thoughts. This guy was born to be a woman.
"I am a disciple of the King of Humans, and my name is Ling Fan." Ling Fan did not dare to neglect and quickly moved the King of Humans out. No matter what the Great Sage of Quanrong and the King of Humans had, Ling Fan felt that he had to answer truthfully.
Unexpectedly, the Great Sage of Quanrong did not show any displeasure because of Ling Fan's identity. There was no emotional fluctuation on his calm face, just as if the human king had nothing to do with him.
Roar roar roar!
But at this moment, a strange sound rang out again. It was obvious that a grimace appeared on the forehead of the Great Sage of Quanrong. Although it was fleeting, it was clearly captured by Ling Fan.
At that moment, he was indeed stunned. But he was not scared! That's right, how could the monster suppressed by the Human King be just a handsome man? He must have his differences.
"Aren't you afraid?" Quanrong's tone was calm, and he should have been surprised by the interrogation words. He said it from him but was so calm.
"There is nothing to be afraid of. In my mind, your image is already thousands of times more terrible than this. However, your amazing appearance made me a little unexpected. As for fear of strength, it should be necessary, since you
I have been suppressed, no matter how fierce it was before, I can't hurt me now."
Ling Fan really doesn't know what he should be afraid of, whether he is afraid of your roar or appearance? Or is it your name? You are called Quanrong. The word "Da Sheng" is added to the back, which means that you have become a saint and are a powerful fighter.
Is it?
"Oh, what about this?" Quanrong replied softly, then moved his body, and a tall figure immediately appeared in front of Ling Fan, with an extremely huge aura pressing towards him like a mountain!
The sudden momentum did not affect Ling Fan. He had been practicing in the Demon Stone for a year and could already adapt to any momentum, but the scene of Quanrong suddenly appeared in front of him made him a little unacceptable. Could it be that Quanrong was not suppressed?
?
Looking down, I found that Ivorye is still staying in the fourth floor. I looked in front of me, but Ivoryeee was actually there. What's going on?
"Aren't you afraid of this?" Quan Rong, who was on the third and fourth floors, spoke at the same time, his voice still clean, but it was filled with an unspeakable depression.
"To be honest, I'm afraid!" Ling Fan nodded, stood up from the jade pudding, looking up at Quanrong, who was about two feet tall, and suddenly felt that he was extremely small.
"People are afraid but not afraid." Quanrong nodded and said, "Since you are not afraid, how dare you gather in my cave?"
Ling Fan felt a stern in his heart, but he said, "Even if I want to go, I'm afraid I can't go? You have the ability to make a clone, but I don't have the ability to continue."
Ling Fan said this sentence sincerely. He really wanted to go to the cave to see it, but he couldn't enter the fourth floor. As for whether he would encounter danger when entering the fourth floor, this is no longer in his consideration.
Yes, just because even on the third level, this guy can take Ling Fan's life.
"Clan? You are wrong. The one below is my clone. I can go out at any time for the prohibition here. Even the human king cannot stop me." Quan Rong said.
"Oh? Since the king of humans can't stop you, why do you still stay here?" Ling Fan was curious and even thought that Quanrong was bragging.
"Tell me in detail when entering the cave." Quanrong stopped talking nonsense. The moment he said this, Ling Fan was surprised to find that he had appeared on the fourth floor.
He raised his head in shock and found that the third floor was empty. He had no idea how he came in. There was a transparent ground above his head...
"No! It should be the power of space. He used the power of space to shuttle back and forth. The restriction and barriers on the fourth and third levels were completely invalid for him.
"If you want to absorb power, you can suck it casually. My every breath is power. The entire space is covered by force. You can suck as much as you can. It is definitely more effective than the garbage formation above."
Ling Fan just felt the abundant power, and before he could let go of the absorption, Quanrong's voice was already floating in his ears. This guy was so quiet that his eyes were free of impurities and seemed to be able to see through everything in the world. It was really amazing.
"Then I'm not polite." With Quanrong's permission, Ling Fan did not talk nonsense to him, and directly let go of his hands and feet, allowing the demonic energy to absorb it!
The energy around is very soft. Ling Fan sucks as much as he does, and he will not transmit it forcibly like the formation. As Quan Rong said, the formation is just garbage. If you stay here, Ling Fan's cultivation speed will be
A few minutes faster.
"Please." Quanrong made a gesture of inviting, and like a friend, he welcomed Ling Fan into the cave.
As soon as he entered the cave, Ling Fan showed such an expression. This guy was indeed obsessed with cleanliness. He had no dust or stains around him. It seemed that when he was fine, he spent his time on it.
But such a person is extremely powerful, especially his huge body, which is simply a mountain. Following him, Ling Fan felt that the one who followed him was a giant, and he was too small.
The exquisite decoration of pavilions and towers sets the entire cave in a beautiful environment. In front of the Eight Immortals Table, Quan Rong waved his hand. Originally, a wooden chair turned into two directly. He did not sit down, but both chairs were
It's so huge that it's just right for Quanrong himself.
"There are only two chairs in the humble house, which will make you laugh." Quanrong shook his head, looking a little regretful.
"It doesn't matter, you can just sit in a place." Ling Fan was not polite, and sat upright on the wooden chair and said he was sitting cross-legged. What made him speechless was that the Eight Immortals Table was too high and too big, and the teapot was on it.
The water cups and other water cups are also very large, and it seems that I can't enjoy them anymore.
Quan Rong obviously saw this, and he silently put away the teapot and water cup and sat down calmly.
The two looked at each other, and Ling Fan took the lead in speaking: "Can I ask why I brought me in? It seems that you have carefully decorated this place, so you shouldn't want me to break it, right?"
"It's just fate. Since your soul power can find it in the cave, you and I have fate, that's all." Quan Rong was still very calm, as if nothing in this world could make him feel turbulent.
"Fate? Do you believe in this? But the strength of you and me is huge. Even if you are destined, I am afraid that this destiny will only fight against me. I don't believe that you can get any benefits from destiny in me."
The Great Sage of Quanrong is super strong, and Ling Fan thinks there is nothing to help him, but after Ling Fan enters the fourth level, his strength has improved significantly, which is already a benefit. I may get more in the future.
"No! Since fate is called fate, it is a two-sided existence. Without two things, fate will not be produced." Quan Rong expressed his own point of view: "The fate you need is to strengthen your strength, and I
But not."
"Oh? Then what do you need?" Ling Fan was curious. He found that the Great Sage of Quanrong was a philosopher, and his words were quite reasonable.
"It's not what I need, but what you can give me. This is another kind of fate." Quan Rong continued to say in a profound way.
"What can I give you?" Ling Fan put his chin on his back and shook his head, "I don't know what I can give you. Maybe you should tell me some things about you, maybe the clues are in it."
"Yes, this is why I invited you into the cave, but I don't know what to say to you, so I will change the way and ask you." The corners of the Holy Sage from Quanrong curled his mouth slightly, as if he was smiling, but he didn't
picture.
He was happy with Ling Fan's ability to understand. Although he did not fully understand, he had already understood the key points, and at least he began to understand the so-called "fate".
"This is better! I have a lot of doubts in my heart. First of all, tell me why you were suppressed here, and it seems that you can't suppress you at all, so why don't you run away?"
Ling Fan did not expect that his acquaintance with the Great Sage of Quanrong would appear in this form, but it doesn’t matter. He just wanted to figure out the whole story. Who is the Great Sage of Quanrong, and why is he willing to be suppressed here?
"I lost a bet, so I suppressed it here. I exerted my strength and repaired my true body for the King of Humanity." The Great Sage of Quanrong said vaguely.
"What kind of bet?" Although the Great Sage of Quanrong was obviously unwilling to explain in detail, Ling Fan wanted to investigate in depth. He licked his lips and continued to ask.
Sure enough, this question made Quanrong hesitate for the first time, and a hint of sadness appeared in his eyes, which could not be interpreted, but it was out of his heart.
"This matter is a long story, so I will just say it briefly. Whether you understand or not, I hope you won't interrogate further." Quan Rong took a deep breath, as if he had made some great determination. (To be continued...)
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