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The night is dark.

On the third floor of the "Datang Dynasty Hotel", in the VIP suite No. [-], the living room is still lit.

On the coffee table in the living room, there is the jade turtle. The milky white turtle's back emits a hazy luster under the soft light, making it look very blurred.Xiao Fan leaned back slightly on the sofa, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was recuperating.

Three beautiful little faces surrounded the coffee table, "each occupying one side", and six beautiful eyes stared intently at the jade turtle.

After eating the steamed mutton, Xiao Fan took out this jade turtle to study as soon as he returned to the hotel.After each of the three beauties took a bath, they also joined the ranks of this research.

After an unknown amount of time, Yuan Qianqian's delicate body fell back, rubbed her eyes with her hands, and said, "Oh, my eyes hurt so much, I'm exhausted... What secret is this dead turtle hiding? After looking at these patterns for a long time, I feel dizzy and can't bear it..."

Tang Xuan smiled wryly and rubbed her eyes.

What Yuan Qianqian said was right, although the jade tortoise's texture was gentle and soft, the patterns on the turtle's back were still vague and unclear, as if there was always a layer of smoke behind it.

In the eyes of Feng Wanniang, these patterns are also mazes, and they have already copied them back and studied them carefully.

Yuan Qianqian rubbed her eyes for a while, then lay down on the tea table again, puffed up her delicate mouth at the jade turtle, and said angrily: "Old turtle, old turtle, you are talking, what are those patterns on your back? Why is it used? Is it useful? Don’t fool us..."

At this moment, Yuan Qianqian only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and the jade turtle disappeared out of thin air.

"Oh, what's going on?"

When Yuan Qianqian came back to his senses, the jade turtle was already in Xiao Fan's hands, and he didn't know what kind of "magic" he had used.

On Tang Xuan's face was a look of shock and admiration.She could see clearly that what Xiao Fan used was not "magic", but to get things from a distance, purely supported by his inner strength.Although the jade tortoise is not big, the whole body is carved from jade, but it is heavy.Xiao Fan lifted his palm far away, and the jade turtle shot into his hand like an arrow.

How deep should this inner strength be?

Apart from the rumors that those peerless masters had such profound internal strength, in reality, it was Tang Xuan's first time seeing someone perform such miraculous martial arts.

Look at Xiao Fan's way of lifting weights lightly, it's just doing it casually, it doesn't cause much burden at all, and there is room for effort.

"You all go to rest, I will try other methods."

Xiao Fan said slowly, bent his legs, sat cross-legged on the sofa, folded his hands at the dantian, and the jade turtle rested in his palm.

Yuan Qianqian and Tang Xuan looked at each other.

Xin Linxiu frowned, and said, "You said that this thing contains a strong power of heavenly concealment..."

Xin Lin didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning was very clear.Xin Lin has been following Xiao Fan for a long time, and among the three women, she is the only one who knows how powerful the power of celestial secrets is to the sorcerer.The more accomplished a magician is, the more cautious he will be when facing the power of celestial secrets.

Xiao Fan nodded and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll try the method of the Heluo School. Take your time, if the situation is wrong, I will stop immediately. I always feel that this thing is very important."

Xiao Fan's words were not casual.This mysterious sixth sense is unclear, but it does exist.As a great artist, Xiao Fan has never stopped developing his sixth sense.In fact, the art of divination has a deep connection with the mysterious sixth sense of human beings.

As soon as he checked into the "Datang Dynasty Hotel" last night, Xiao Fan took a lesson. According to the hexagrams, some special things will happen in the past two days, which may have a very important impact on his future direction. .

"Ah."

Xin Lin nodded slightly and sat down on the sofa on one side without further words. The extremely thin soft sword rested quietly on the tea table, shining with a piercing cold light.

Yuan Qianqian and Tang Xuan looked at each other, and silently occupied each side, taking a defensive position.

Although Yuan Qianqian is unable to use her internal strength for the time being and her combat effectiveness is extremely weak, her experience in all these years of martial arts is not in vain.If something abnormal happened, she could at least warn the police in time.

A soft voice of prayer resounded in the living room.

The precious light on Xiao Fan's face flowed, and with the passage of time, even a hazy luster appeared faintly all over his body, which was extremely soft, and one could not help but feel close to him at first sight.

The living room was very quiet.

A force of divine sense slowly wrapped the jade turtle and penetrated it little by little.

What Xiao Fan said was the "spell" passed down by the Heluo Yinyang School.The Heluo Yinyang School began to decline in the pre-Qing Dynasty, and many important classics in the school were lost. However, in the "Wuji Shu Zang", there are still many classical classics that have been preserved intact, including two hundred years ago. The practice experience of teaching the patriarch handwriting.I don't know how these classics were collected by Wujimen back then.The incantation Xiao Fan recited came from the handwriting of one of the patriarchs of the Heluo Sect.

Since this jade tortoise may be related to the ancestors of the Heluo School, it is necessary to try it with the Heluo School's techniques.

Time passed bit by bit, and suddenly, a pattern emerged in Xiao Fan's mind, vaguely, it seemed to be a round object, constantly rotating.

Xiao Fan's heart moved, and he immediately increased the penetration of the power of divine thoughts.

The so-called power of divine sense is also related to the sixth sense, and ordinary people can feel it through meditation.Of course, that feeling is hazy and vague.For a successful master like Xiao Fan, the power of divine sense is real, intangible and qualitative, one can clearly feel the existence of this power, and can control it.

The pattern gradually became clear...

At the same time, the capital, Xishan Villa District, is thousands of miles away.In a vast villa, there are also lights on.In recent years, it seems that the villa has not completely turned off the lights at night.I don't know what the owner of the villa is busy with.

In the living room of the villa, two middle-aged men in white robes with curly hair and sunken eyes sat facing each other.

Sitting on the west side is the first disciple of the Xili Sect, the "Heaven High Priest" Sabir under the seat of the Patriarch Rongtian; sitting on the east side is the "Blood Heaven High Priest" Aba s.

Sabir sat still, with a solemn expression.

Abbas took a sip of the black tea in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Eldest senior brother, when will third senior brother come over?"

"It should be soon. He said that he wants to hold a meeting...their country just likes meetings."

Sabir raised his fluffy wrist to look at his watch, and replied casually, with disdain mixed in his tone.

"Master, can't you leave the customs? That Xiao Fan has been wandering around for a long time..."

Abbas said, frowning.Regarding the fight between Master Rong Tian and Xiao Fan in the air, although he didn't see it personally, he heard the description from the two senior brothers.The details are slightly different, but generally not bad.According to the situation at that time, Master Rong Tian was the attacker, and Xiao Fan was the defender, and they were passively defending while changing their fate against the sky.Logically, even if Xiao Fan hadn't been backlashed by the power of heaven and earth and died on the spot, at least his injuries should be much heavier than that of Patriarch Rong Tian.

But now, Xiao Fan seems to have recovered from his injury, while Patriarch Rong Tian has been retreating all the time.

Doesn't it mean that Master's injury was much more serious than Xiao Fan's?

There is no such reason.

As one of the five great witch saints of the Xili Sect, Abbas's attainments in magic arts are not insignificant, and he is well aware of the dangers of changing one's fate against the sky.No matter how brilliant a master is, with the best preparations, even if he is not disturbed by any external force, he may not be able to retreat completely.

How did Xiao Fan do it?

If this is the case, could it be that Xiao Fan's attainments in techniques are far superior to that of Patriarch Rong Tian?

Abbas couldn't believe it.

Although he doesn't treat his master like a god like his elder brother Sabir, he doesn't believe that there are people in this world who are several levels higher in magic skills than Grandfather Rongtian.

That is no longer a person, but a god.

Abbas was a little confused.

Sabir sneered and said, "Fourth Junior Brother, are you doubting Master?"

"Junior brother dare not."

Abbas was taken aback, quickly put down his teacup, and said respectfully.Regardless of whether Abbas really believed in the elder brother who presided over the teaching affairs in his heart, at least he respected Sabir in face.It's also very interesting to say, Abbas is in charge of the "force" among the five great witch saints of the Xili Sect. On weekdays, he does murderous activities, but in his daily actions, Abbas is the most polite and respectful one of.Far less grumpy than Sabir.

Sabir's eyes flickered, and he glanced back and forth on Abbas's face a few times, then nodded slightly, his expression softened, and said, "Fourth Junior Brother, there is a key point, you haven't figured it out, have you?"

"Big Brother, please advise."

Abbas said respectfully, and bowed his body.

Sabir waved his hand and said, "You and Xiao Fan have fought each other, do you think he has fully recovered?"

Abbas pondered and said, "I haven't fought him face to face, but judging from the fact that he didn't hesitate to use his internal strength to heal the girl who robbed the tomb, his injury should have healed, right?"

"Should be healed? Hey, what you said is just his physical injury."

Abbas was terrified, and said, "Brother, do you mean that Xiao Fan's Taoist injury is more serious?"

"Of course. At that time, although Master was fooled and fought with that Ziwei Immortal Wu Shuochang for two days, his vitality was somewhat damaged, but in the end he had awakened the Holy Spirit of the Zhenjiao Divine Beast and attacked Xiao Fan. After that situation Now, even if he really descended from the gods, it is impossible for him to be unscathed. The master concluded that even if he did not die, he would definitely fall by more than one realm in terms of skills. Achievement, can it be recovered so quickly? We are all magicians, and we know in our hearts that Dao injuries are not so easy to heal."

Sabir said coldly, and let out a grin.

"It makes sense, it makes sense..."

Abbas suddenly realized and nodded again and again. (To be continued.)