After the two enjoyed the feast, Yuan Peng burped with great satisfaction, wiped his mouth and said, "Brother Fan, where is your attic? I searched all over and couldn't find it."
Qi Fan suddenly realized, no wonder this guy didn't come to find him immediately. It turned out that he couldn't find him.
But think about it, the attic is in a deep valley, so it is really not easy to find. In addition, Fatty has just joined the inner sect and is not familiar with it yet. Even if he asks, he may not be able to find it.
And with the fat man’s temperament, it’s pretty good to be able to search for it once!
He immediately said: "Let's go then, know the way, it will save you trouble finding it."
"Take a walk and see what's different about the attic in Tianbang? Is it really as good as the rumors say?" Yuan Peng said with interest.
The two of them walked and chatted, and within a short time they arrived at the deep valley. Yuan Peng looked at the innermost attic and curled his lips and said, "It's not much better, it's almost the same as mine."
Qi Fan shook his head without answering and led him inside.
Yuan Peng looked up and down, and finally the two of them sat down in the bedroom on the second floor. Yuan Peng then exclaimed with a look on his face: "I finally know what's different about the Heavenly List and the Earthly List."
Qi Fan smiled inwardly, "You are a fat man who has some knowledge and knows what is important. As for your attic, which is not even ranked on the Earth Ranking, can the Spirit Gathering Formation be compared with the second-level Spirit Gathering Formation on the Heavenly Ranking?"
He opened his mouth to praise and said, "You have pretty good eyesight, and you know that the most important thing is..." Before he finished speaking, he heard Yuan Peng take over.
"That's right, don't even look at who I am, the second young master of the Yuan family. If nothing else, most people can't compare to me in this kind of thing." With that, he walked to Qi Fan's bed.
He stretched out his hand and touched the bed, and then touched the brackets on both sides. He carefully looked at the patterns on it and marveled: "It's really the hand of a famous artist. The patterns are so meticulous. Look at these flower vines, they are so lifelike."
"And this is the finest Biyunlan wood. Sleeping on it will not only infuse the human body with a refreshing fragrance, but also have a soothing effect. The most important thing is that if you do something unspeakable, it will last longer.
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When Qi Fan heard this, his eyes lit up. Is there such a benefit? Can it really last longer?
Then he mentally slapped himself, 'What are you thinking about? Is this what I'm talking about? What I'm talking about is the difference between the spirit gathering arrays in the training room. How are these different?'
Even the way he looked at Yuan Peng was wrong, and he thought to himself, 'It's all this fat guy's problem, it has nothing to do with me. Am I that kind of dirty person? And I'm a monk, so I'm worried about long-term problems?'
Yuan Peng, who was talking to himself, didn't know that Qi Fan's expression behind him was getting worse and worse, and he was still looking at him.
Those gentle movements were as if the bed in front of her was not a bed but a delicate girl, completely immersed in her own world.
Qi Fan saw that Yuan Peng didn't notice him at all, and coughed hard: "Cough, fat man!"
Yuan Peng was startled by the sudden sound, and turned around in a hurry, "What are you doing? Brother Fan, you scared me." As he spoke, he rubbed his hand, which he had accidentally touched somewhere on the bed.
Qi Fan's pupils dilated for an instant, then returned to normal the next moment. He took two steps forward and put his arms around Yuan Peng's shoulders and said, "It's okay, there's nothing good to see here. Let's go down and sit for a while."
As he said these words, he closed the secret compartment that the fat man had accidentally opened just now. Because there was no sound when the secret compartment was opened, Yuan Peng did not notice it.
Since Yuan Peng didn't see it, Qi Fan felt that it would be better for Fatty not to know about these things inside. The more he knew, the more dangerous it would be.
Yuan Peng rolled his eyes at Qi Fan and said, "Brother Fan, when did you become so stingy? Isn't it just a bed? Although it is precious, it is not worthy of my conspiracy."
Seeing that Qi Fan wanted to say something else, Yuan Peng hurriedly said: "Hey, okay, just go down." Hearing that the fat man relented, Qi Fan felt relieved.
I'm afraid that if the fat man insists on staying here to study this kind of mist, he will get a big headache. But is this mist really as magical as he said?
After going downstairs, Yuan Peng took Qi Fan to talk about some things he had learned about himself and his doubts.
For example, who did Qi Fan challenge for the first time, what happened to Yu Hai being pulled off the Heavenly Ranking twice, how Qi Fan managed to reach the Heavenly Ranking within a few months, etc.
But Qi Fan's mind was all in that secret box, answering Yuan Peng's questions one after another.
After a while, Yuan Peng also noticed that Qi Fan seemed to have something on his mind. His mind was not here. He thought about it and didn't ask any more questions. After all, he also knew that he couldn't do anything to help Qi Fan worry about something.
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We chatted casually for a few more words and then left.
Outside the valley, Yuan Peng looked back at the attic and murmured to himself: "Brother Fan, I will work hard. I can't help you with anything now, but no matter what happens in the future, my brother will fight with you."
He turned around and left the valley, and his target was Ning Zhuo. He also understood that if he wanted to improve his strength, merit points were very important.
In the attic, as soon as Yuan Peng left Qi Fan, he immediately came to the second floor. He pressed on a raised pattern on the bed, and then a hidden compartment quietly opened.
Qi Fan's eyes flickered, and he took out the tiger mask and its base and placed them on the table.
Just in case there was any mistake, he took out the tiger mask and its base from his storage bag. Comparing the two, there was no difference at all. Qi Fan said in a low voice: "It is indeed you, Yu Hai."
An idea to report it to the sect flashed through his mind, but was rejected immediately. He didn't know if the sect knew about this organization.
If he knew, not only would he know some information, but Yu Hai would not be spared, but if he didn't know, it would be useless.
And no one knows whether there are other people in the sect besides Yu Hai who are members of this organization.
If this provokes someone from that organization to jump over the wall and attack him in the sect, no matter what happens to that person, he will definitely die. Because if he dares to take action in the sect, it will definitely be a fatal blow, maybe it will be an elder who takes action.
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Thinking of this, Qi Fan suppressed all these thoughts and put away the two sets of identical masks. He would not expose these things to others when he was not absolutely sure!
Taking a deep breath, he walked to the training room. The most important thing right now is strength!
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At night, although it was early summer, the stars in the sky were still brighter than in other seasons. Xue Ling'er sat on the roof and looked at the twinkling stars from time to time.
Forbes once told them that everyone will turn into stars in the sky after death.
The brightest star in everyone's eyes is different, and that star represents one's closest relatives.