Fan Qing heard the sound and looked at him. An old man with a bearded white robe came out in front of him. His clothes were fluttering, with a bit of a fairy-like eyebrows. He looked at her with a smile, with relief, worry, and various complex expressions in his eyes. She asked softly, "Are you the grandpa they mentioned?"
The old man nodded, "Yes, but I am the guardian here."
"What happened just now?" Didn't they say this was formed naturally? It seems not now.
"Things are too complicated, in short, you are the owner of this place."
Fan Qing said suddenly, "Is this a space?" His luck was a little better? Space made him bump into three things. It seems that since he was named Fan, things have become more and more complicated. He originally planned to take revenge by himself, but he unknowingly involved too many things. And is this called the Fan Palace? I don't know if the master knows this, so I will ask her for questions later.
"I can only say that this is a great fortune. Now you can't open other places and you can't enter or exit freely. So you can take this first, come in and contact me with it. I open the entrance, but this... you know." The old man touched his beard and handed her a black gold-edged token. "Just call me Fan Ling. I am also the guardian spirit created by the first generation of masters here. In short, you are my master."
Fan Qing respectfully said, "Senior Fan Ling, you said you can't open it. Is there any other place here?"
Fan Ling's forehead said, "The power of the Buddhist Palace is not something you can imagine. You can put these children in your own space, it's so crowded. If nothing happens, come to me when you reach the green level."
She coughed twice, and looked at his joking expression. Why did she feel as transparent in front of him, and there was no secret? It seemed that he knew everything he was thinking...
In fact, if you reach a certain level of strength, as long as you want, you can feel the mental fluctuations of people who are lower than you. If you are willing, it is not difficult to forcefully extract other people's memories. This also saved Fan Qing a lot of trouble later. He brought a group of golden spirit ore beasts into the stream. Fan Ling waved his hand and sent Fan Qing out.
When everything became clear again, she had already stood outside the Buddhist temple, and everyone came out early, or could not resist the oppression inside and escaped. Seeing that her expression changed and she could stay for so long, it only shows one fact that her talent is much higher than that of them! For these prides of heaven, this has to be said to be a huge blow. Who is she from?
What was even more surprising was that Nangong Che and Yu Ruoshui, both of them knew Fan Qing's origin. How could this be possible? Fan Qing looked at Nangong Che's thoughtful expression and sneered. Isn't it enough? Now it's not enough. When the time comes, I will add everything you add to me, bit by bit... Is it double back to you!
A resentful gaze came to her, and you don’t have to think about who it was! Fan Qing changed into an embarrassing expression, “How come those things are so difficult to find!”
Yu Ruoshui smiled gently, "Don't feel uncomfortable, it's the first time I'm like this, Senior Brother, it's a pity now. You have to leave all your efforts to us?"