"I have written down what you said. I will not act rashly on this elixir. When should we start what you said?"
Ye Fan calmly stuffed the elixir into his sleeve and asked.
"There's no rush for now. Just take this sound transmission stone and I'll notify you when he comes."
The old man rummaged around, separated out a palm-sized stone, and handed it to Ye Fan.
"Each stone has its own communication code. You can use it after dripping blood into it. Input spiritual power and call the person to call the other party's communication code, and you can contact the other party holding the sound transmission stone."
The old man explained to Ye Fan the use of the sound transmission stone.
Ye Fan gave it a try casually, asked the old man for his communication code and dialed it.
I saw that Ye Fan had just used his spiritual power to input the old man's communication code, and the old man's sound transmission stone lit up.
"By the way, who is the person you just mentioned?"
Ye Fan suddenly remembered that the old man mentioned a person just now.
The old man stroked his beard.
"Hehe, that is a fierce general who can travel thousands of miles a day. Although his speed is not as fast as Lord Dijiang, it will be of great benefit to our actions."
Ye Fan continued to ask, but the old man was mysterious and said no more.
Seeing that the questioning was useless, Ye Fan gave up his intention to continue asking and returned to the room to quietly wait for the old man's notification.
After the sky darkened, the sound transmission stone in Ye Fan's arms suddenly glowed. He input his spiritual power, and the old man's voice came from inside.
"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, the fierce general is here, come quickly."
"knew."
After Ye Fan hung up the communication, he quickly went to the old man's room.
At this time, in addition to the old man and Long Queyin, there was also a tall man in the room.
The man looked at Ye Fan arrogantly and said to the old man.
"Is this the person who wants to assist us?"
The old man said with a smile.
"Ye Fan's mental power is very strong and is an indispensable help to us."
The man curled his lips disdainfully.
"I don't need his help. With my speed, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with that breath?"
The old man continued to talk with a smile.
"Isn't this an extra layer of protection for me? Master Dijiang wants us to be careful, so I have to make an extra layer of plans."
Seeing the old man move out of Dijiang, although the man looked a little unkind, he didn't say anything more.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Fan glanced at the old man.
The old man smiled bitterly, and a sound of spiritual power passed into Ye Fan's ears.
"This is Pengcheng from the Dapeng tribe. The Peng tribe has always been proud and arrogant. Don't worry about it."
Ye Fan snorted in his heart, he wanted to see how long he could need the man in front of him.
The speed of breath is very fast. If Di Jiang comes, he might be able to catch up, but he...
Thinking of this, Ye Fan no longer paid attention to the man in front of him.
The old man saw that although Ye Fan was a little angry, he didn't intend to care about it. He breathed a sigh of relief and began to extract the aura from Long Queyin's body.
The old man carefully inserted the golden needles in his hand into Longqueyin's acupuncture points one by one.
After the last needle was pricked, the golden needles on Longquehawk's body trembled uncontrollably, and a few drops of cold sweat broke out on the old man's forehead.
After a while, the other golden needles stopped trembling, but the one on the Tianling point trembled even more.
"You two, pay attention!"
The old man roared, his clothes already wet with sweat.
As soon as he finished saying this, a black breath flew out from the golden needle on Tianling Point.
