() The atmosphere of vicissitudes of life was surging, and Nie Fan looked a little anxious and helpless holding the rubbing book of the Sky-Splitting Strike in his hand.
He did not dare to take away the original of the Sky-Splitting Strike by force, not to mention that Nie Fan could not take away the original with his current strength. In desperation, he had no choice but to ask for help from Mr. Li.
Now Nie Fan has no way to repay Mr. Li's kindness and can only wait for the day to come. Nie Fan's voice spread out, but Nie Fan didn't know whether Mr. Li would come.
Waiting silently, Nie Fan slightly scanned other directions. At this moment, an invisible gaze looked at Nie Fan, and also at the martial arts where Nie Fan was at this moment.
A ray of doubt was born in the heart of the person who looked at him. He didn't know why a monk of the first level of Yuanhuang wanted to stay next to this green-level intermediate martial arts.
However, he knew that some casual cultivators who came here did not have enough Yuan Stone, so they could only practice lower-level martial arts first, so as to continuously consolidate their foundation step by step and wait for the day of Jackie Chan.
In his eyes, Nie Fan is such a person,
But soon a whistling sound came from outside and he was slightly startled.
What is this brat doing here? After whispering, an old figure disappeared inexplicably and then appeared in the distance again.
Nie Fan also felt the breath outside and was slightly happy.
The person who came was none other than Mr. Li, but at this moment, there was a white-haired old man standing in front of Mr. Li. His eyes were sunken into the eye sockets, and his upright nose was handsome, but his wrinkled old face But I can no longer see the coolness and handsomeness of the past.
"Teacher." Mr. Li said respectfully when he saw the old man in front of him, but there was a look in his eyes that surprised Nie Fan. That look was obviously the look in his eyes when he was getting along with Ye Yu.
Looking at Old Li in front of him, the old man snorted,
"What are you doing here? Do you want to sever the master-disciple relationship with me?" The old man's voice was not loud, but it made Nie Fan in the distance slightly stunned.
The old man guarding the Hidden Skills Pavilion was actually Lao Li’s master.
Yuan Zong, this old man is definitely the ultimate powerhouse hidden deep in the Trapped Dragon Continent. His cultivation level may have already entered the realm of Yuan Zong, but what puzzles Nie Fan is that the lifespan of Yuan Zong monks is only seven years. It has only been a thousand years, but it has been rumored that no one has successfully attacked the realm of Yuan Zong in this trapped dragon continent for nearly ten thousand years.
"He suppressed his own realm and failed to achieve the true Yuanzong." Shitian whispered,
"But such people are more dangerous. They can trigger disasters from heaven and earth anytime and anywhere. He is preparing. Maybe he will attack in ten or a hundred years. After all, no one wants to be in this situation. Waiting to die." Shi Tian explained,
Nie Fan nodded immediately after hearing this.
That makes sense, but Nie Fan also knows that Yuan Zong's catastrophe is terrible, but it doesn't necessarily happen if someone survives it, so no one is sure whether there are Yuan Zong monks on the Trapped Dragon Continent, but they are sure. What's more, Yuan Zong on the Trapped Dragon Continent can definitely count them.
Old Li smiled helplessly at the old man and then told the old man what Nie Fan had asked him to do.
After hearing what Mr. Li said, the old man suddenly turned around and looked at Nie Fan.
Just now he was still wondering why Nie Fan wanted to stay in front of the green-level intermediate martial arts. It turned out that he was waiting for his apprentice. This old man had only been Lao Li's apprentice in his whole life. When Lao Li wanted to accept a disciple, he was organized by this old man. , felt that Mr. Li was not qualified enough to accept a disciple, so some conflicts arose,
But now Mr. Li has already admitted his mistake. The relationship between the two is as close as that of father and son.
At this time, Old Li came to intercede. The old man glanced at Nie Fan and nodded slightly.
"Give you a day, and then remember to put it back." After the old man finished speaking, he waved his hand and took Old Li away. Looking at the two disappeared people, Nie Fan smiled helplessly,
But at this time, Nie Fan hurriedly rushed to the previous place.
In the mysterious realm, Mr. Li and his teacher looked at Nie Fan in confusion.
"This kid shouldn't be doing this." Mr. Li was also puzzled.
"Forget it, his choice is his business. Since he already has a teacher, don't worry about it. Of course, if you really like this kid, you can help him occasionally."
At this time, Nie Fan closed his eyes and dragged the scroll out with both hands. The next moment, Nie Fan's soul power rushed directly into the scroll.
snap
The scroll exploded directly,
It was also at this moment that a halo of light merged directly into Nie Fan's sea of soul,
"This kid." Mr. Li and his teacher were stunned for a moment.
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Soon the two men appeared beside Nie Fan. Nie Fan was so frightened that he woke up and did not delve into the consciousness in his mind.
Looking at the ashes scattered on the ground, Nie Fan was at a loss.
"Where's the rubbing you made earlier?" The old man looked at Nie Fan speechlessly.
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Nie Fan took out the rubbing book he had made previously and gave it to the old man.
Mr. Li also smiled apologetically at Nie Fan,
"Okay, isn't it just a green-level medium martial skill? I have several more here. Just find one and use it as a base. Why are you so stingy?"
"Tch, you brat." The old man seemed to be very dissatisfied with Nie Fan's actions.
"How many yuan stones, I will pay." Nie Fan whispered,
"You can't afford to pay." The old man said calmly,
"Okay, fortunately you have the rubbing book. This rubbing book will stay here. You can go and do whatever you want." The old man waved his hand and Nie Fan was blown out by a huge force.
Mr. Li also quickly followed Nie Fan out,
"It's okay, my teacher is just straightforward."
"Thank you. Mr. Li, I, Nie Fan, will always remember your kindness. If one day you need anything, as long as I, Nie Fan, can do it, I will never refuse." Nie Fan looked at Mr. Li seriously, and Nie Fan felt it in Mr. Li. Ye Yu’s concern,
"Haha, brat, be polite to me. My investment in you will be useful in the future. Maybe one day you will be able to break this ten thousand-year-old barrier and achieve the position of Yuan Zong. Then you will have to protect me. Woolen cloth."
Looking at Old Li, Nie Fan knew that these were words that Old Li did not want him to repay his kindness to.
"Okay, if you want to find any martial arts skills, just go and have a look. I have 10 million yuan stones here, you may need them." After Mr. Li finished speaking, he threw a space ring to Nie Fan and then disappeared directly. In front of Nie Fan,
Nie Fan held the ring in his hand blankly, feeling warm in his heart.
"Let's go and take a look at the second floor."
Shitian whispered at this time,
Nie Fan nodded slightly,
Soon Nie Fan stepped onto the second floor and headed directly towards the soul skill space. The second floor was full of blue-level martial arts and blue-level soul skills. However, the soul skills were twice as expensive as the martial arts.
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Nie Fan quickly appeared in front of the blue-level advanced soul skill, and the identity card in his hand quickly disappeared into it. The next moment, Nie Fan directly integrated into the barrier.
As soon as he entered here, Nie Fan felt a sense of oppression in the soul power. The soul power here was obviously very powerful, which also meant that without equally powerful soul power, he was not qualified to enter here to practice the soul skills here.
Nie Fan looked around and saw that there were only a dozen or so soul skills here. Now Nie Fan was even more aware of the preciousness of soul skills. The more powerful the soul skills were, the rarer they were.
As for the purple-level low-level soul skills, it is probably impossible to see them without 100 million yuan stones. This is the gap.
Now Nie Fan has 35 million yuan stones, which is just enough for the price of the lowest level soul skill in the soul skill space where Nie Fan is.
A circle of soul power swept across, and Shi Tian looked at a black jade slip in the middle. This black jade slip was surrounded by rich purple light.
Circles of terrifying howls surged out under the cover of Nie Fan's soul power.
"That's it." Shitian whispered,
"Thirty-four million yuan stones."
Nie Fan felt pain in his heart but gritted his teeth.
snap
A scroll appeared in Nie Fan's hand,
This is a black scroll. This scroll is a rubbing of this black jade slip. Nie Fan doesn’t know why his original soul skill is the jade slip and this rubbing has become a scroll.
Perhaps this way we can better clarify the essence of originality,
The name of this soul skill is written in four large black characters on this scroll: "The Voice of the Ghost Mandrill."