Master Yan suddenly felt awe-inspiring, stood up tremblingly, and bowed to Xiao Fan.
"Zhengman Xiao is here, and the humble house is full of glory."
Xiao Fan quickly got up and returned the greeting, and said a few polite words.
Yan Taihua's face showed an extremely surprised look. He had heard the rumors about Wuji Sect more than once, especially the rumors about Zhishui, the contemporary head of Wuji Sect, and he had heard a lot of them. As a magician,
I admire the contemporary magic leader Zhishui Zushi. I never expected that the young Mr. Xiao in front of me would be the personal disciple of Zhishui Zushi, and I took over the Wuji Gate.
"Minister Xiao, don't be polite, please sit down, please sit down! Master Zhishui is still healthy, right?"
"Mr. Yan is worried about it. My master is very healthy and often travels out."
Master Yan couldn't help but be surprised, sighed and said, "Master Zhishui is already a hundred years old and can still travel often. It's really enviable..."
Master Yan himself is already in his 80s, but compared to Master Zhishui, he is considered young. He is still able to travel around in his 100s, but he is already in his eighties and nineties but he has already needed someone to support him. Compared with the two, naturally
I couldn't help but sigh.
In fact, Master Yan was surprised, and Xiao Fan was even more surprised.
He was very clear about the power of the "Seven Evils Land". Master Yan lived here for many years and could live to 80 or 90 years old. He is even smart and clear now. Compared with many elderly people in their 80s, it seems that he is very good at hearing and eye-catching.
His health is better, which shows how profound this old man has in magic.
How can ordinary magicians suppress the evil spirits of the sky in the "Seven Evils Land"?
I just don’t know why Master Yan insists on living in such a Jedi?
In the bright sunshine, Master Yan looked at Xiao Fan carefully a few times, and wanted to speak but stopped.
Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Master Yan, please say it right."
Master Yan's snow-white eyebrows gradually flipped together and asked in a deep voice: "Did Zhenren Xiao experience the great disaster against the sky not long ago?"
Yan Taihua immediately straightened his body. During the period when he was in contact with Xiao Fan, Yan Taihua always felt that there was a big secret hidden in Xiao Fan, but it was blocked by the power of heaven and could not be investigated. Now that the master told him in one go, he naturally
Pay attention.
Xiao Fan's expression suddenly became serious, and he owed his body, saying, "Please give me advice!"
Master Yan waved his hand and said, "I dare not be advised. Since Zhenren Xiao is the head of Wuji Sect, the successor of Zhishui's ancestor, and his magical achievements, it goes without saying that, he must be very clever. But Zhenren Xiao's face
Why do we show so many evil feelings? Especially in the Yin Hall, blood light appears and the mountain roots are full of evil. This is a sign of longevity. Moreover, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and the great disaster is only in front of us... One improper response
, there is life worry…”
The old man's voice became heavier.
"Hey, sir, don't scare people, okay?"
Yuan Qianqian was frightened when she heard it. Before Master Yan finished speaking, she couldn't help but scream. Her pretty little face turned red, and she was nervous and excited. If it weren't for Master Yan being too old, she would change someone else.
, Such "nonsense" cursing Xiao Fan, the head of Yuan was afraid that he would turn against him immediately.
You can't use internal force, your fingers are slender, and you can scratch your face. Yuan Qianqian doesn't care about the style of an expert or not.
"flourishing!"
Xiao Fan waved his hand and stopped Yuan Qianqian, his expression becoming more and more serious.
"Master Yan can really defeat the secrets of heaven?"
Master Yan said: "It is worth breaking the secret of heaven, of course I dare not boast so much. If Zhenren Xiao doesn't mind, can I allow my old man to touch your bones for you?"
Xiao Fan was slightly stunned. Before this, he had always been a person who had been touching bones and diagnosing pulses, deducing life, and divination. Few people had suggested that he touch his bones.
Yan Taihua hurriedly said, "Zhengren Xiao, my master's father, the Thirteenth Taigong, during the pseudo-government period, was the famous bone-felt master in our area, the famous Yan Banxian. My master received the true teachings of Thirteenth Taigong.
You can see your eyes and touch your bones and you will definitely get it.”
Master Yan shook his head repeatedly and said, "How dare we boast about this wild way in front of the authentic inheritance of Wuji Sect? If Zhenren Xiao feels it is inappropriate, then forget it. It's my old man who is too Menglang."
That's what he said, but it can be seen that the old man really wanted to touch Xiao Fan's bones.
This is what the so-called "happy when you see a hunter" means. The old man has shown countless appearances in his life and has touched many people's bone appearances, but it is not so easy to encounter them when deducing the bone appearances of the Wuji Sect's real person.
Great fate.
Especially this true master of the sect seems to have some unknown secret hidden, which can arouse people's interest.
Xiao Fan said seriously: "Master Yan, it's not that I have other concerns. The key is that the secret of heaven is too strong. I'm a little worried about you."
Master Wen Er could only deduce the bloody appearance for Xiao Fan, and was injured and vomited blood because of the strong backlash from the secret. Master Yan was older than Master Wen Er and his health was worse. It makes sense for Xiao Fan to worry like this.
I drove more than a thousand miles to this remote mountain village, but I came to Master Yan to exchange the mantras and practice the Dharma image of "Reincarnation". But I didn't hurt the old man before I could do it seriously.
"The power of the secret of heaven?" The old man smiled immediately, with a hint of pride, and said, "As long as Zhenren Xiao doesn't mind, the old man is willing to give it a try. If the situation is wrong, I will naturally not force it."
"Okay, Master Yan, please!"
Xiao Fan couldn't hold on any longer if he kept the old man so confident.
Yan Taihua quickly helped the old man up and came to Xiao Fan tremblingly. Xiao Fan bowed to the old man and sat upright. The old man stretched out his dry and thin hands and placed them on his face tremblingly.
In the art of touching the bones, no matter which school of mind, it belongs to a very profound physiognomy. People's facial features and palmistry may have acquired changes due to various external factors, but the bone features are the "innate" fate.
Except for the more advanced blood phases of Wuji Sect, basically all the art schools regard bones as the basis of other physiognomy methods.
The old man's hands were dry and warm, and he slowly moved from his cheek to his arms.
Xin Lin, Yuan Qianqian, Tang Xuan and other three girls all looked focused and curious. However, the sister-in-law Cuihua, who was accompanying her, laughed, as if she was no longer surprised.
When he touched Xiao Fan's back, Master Yan suddenly let out a soft "hum", his face suddenly turned white, and his hands suddenly left Xiao Fan's back, as if he was electrocuted, and was bounced away.
"Master?"
Yan Taihua, who had been staying next to him, hurriedly supported the old man and shouted hurriedly.
Xiao Fan also turned around, looked at the old man, and asked with concern: "Master Yan, it doesn't matter? If it really doesn't work, we won't force it."
Xiao Fan himself had suffered backlash from the power of the secrets many times, and he was particularly aware of this. With his ability, he had great achievements in cultivation and excellent magic skills, and was often injured by the power of the secrets, let alone Yan, who was in waning years.
master?
When the power of heaven and secrets is strongly reversed, it is not just as simple as being injured and vomiting blood, but even directly reducing the lifespan of the caster.
Master Yan adjusted his breath evenly, a hint of arrogance rose on his face, he slowly shook his head, and said, "It doesn't matter, I can still hold on!"
As he said that, he placed his hands on Xiao Fan's back and slowly stroked them down.
When Xiao Fan touched the radius of his hands, Xiao Fan clearly felt the vital energy of the world around him rolling suddenly, and quickly moved his breath to the Great Zhoutian and mobilized Haoran's righteous energy to counterattack. He was about to remind him, but he only heard Master Yan
Another muffled "hum", his hands bounced away like an electric shock again, and he took a few steps back. If Yan Taihua hadn't supported him in time, he would have been sitting on the ground.
"Master, Master..."
Yan Taihua's face changed drastically, and he started shouting again and again.
Even Cuihua, who was not surprised, had a look on her face. She hurriedly ran over and supported the old man with Yan Taihua.
Master Yan's face turned red like blood, his hands trembled, and his lips were biting, as if he was trying to fight against some kind of force. Xiao Fan stopped hesitating, stepped forward and reached out his hand and grabbed Master Yan's.
The pulse wrist and the righteous energy were continuously flowing into the old man's body, driving out the violent power of heavenly secrets.
After a while, Master Yan's bright red cheeks slowly returned to normal, and Xiao Fan let go of his wrists.
Master Yan sighed and said, "So amazing... I deserve to be the contemporary head of Wuji Sect, this is amazing..."
But I don’t know whether he was lamenting that the power of Tianji was too strong, or was praising Xiao Fan’s deep internal strength, high magic attainments, or both.
Xiao Fan smiled slightly and bowed and said, "Master Yan was awarded more. The master's attainment in magic has reached an extremely profound level. It is admirable!"
This is not a polite statement. It is hard to break the powerful power of the secret of heaven to deduce the bones of him. He was not seriously injured or vomiting blood. Although the two belong to different schools of magic and no direct connection, it is still very amazing.
There must be a reason why the old man was able to live in the "Seven-Secret Land" for many years and has not yet died.
"Old man, how is Xiao Fan's bone appearance? Very good or very bad?"
Yuan Qianqian couldn't wait to ask. The so-called power of the backlash of heaven was naturally not understood. However, seeing Master Yan's effortless look in touching his bones, Yuan Qianqian also knew that this matter was quite a bit serious.
There should always be a very detailed result in the situation, right?
"Master, sit down first, let's take a break."
Yan Taihua glared at Yuan Qianqian, then helped Master Yan sit down in the chair, and then quickly served tea to the old man.
Perhaps realizing that he was too anxious, Yuan Qianqian curled her lips and stopped urging her. (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy for Bing, novels are better, updated and faster!)