Mr. Wuliu ran very fast.

He knew that this was Yang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, and no matter how he ran, he would never be able to run out.

But the instinct of survival tells him that being able to run for a second is a second, and being able to live for a moment is a moment.

He is a very pragmatic person.

Just like in the illusion outside, he knew that his illusion could not be hidden from Yang Fan, who was also in the Great Perfection Realm, but he made his final efforts without hesitation.

This is Mr. Wuliu's desire to survive.

He is very serious every time he escapes.

"Escape again?"

"Why bother?"

"Why do you have to?"

Yang Fan looked at Mr. Wu Liu speechlessly, who had run away so much that he could not see the trace. He was now a little impressed by the old man. Even though he knew it was a dead end, he could still run so hard every time.

I cherish my life to such a persistence.

Is it really worth learning?

"You have used soul refining techniques to the soul origin of Mr. Wu Liu's peak (incomplete) and the soul refining was successful. The soul origin of Mr. Wu Liu's peak (incomplete) was partially intercepted and refined. The eighth-grade soul refining golden elixir +10, mental power +20, skill proficiency +2."

"You have used soul refining techniques to the soul origin of Mr. Wu Liu's peak (incomplete) and the soul refining was successful. The soul origin of Mr. Wu Liu's peak (incomplete) was partially intercepted and refined. Eighth grade soul refining pill + 20, mental power + 20, skill proficiency + 2."

“…”

"You have used soul refining techniques to the soul origin of Mr. Wu Liu's peak (incomplete) and the soul refining was successful. The soul origin of Mr. Wu Liu's peak (incomplete) was partially intercepted and refined. The sixth-grade soul refining pill + 20, mental power + 20, skill proficiency + 2."

Only in an instant.

Yang Fan used the soul refining technique four times in succession on Mr. Wu Liu who was still running away. Every time he used it, the soul phantom of Mr. Wu Liu would become thinner. When he used it for the fourth time, the soul phantom was really only left.

Mr. Wu Liu, whose soul was almost close to the essence, was directly knocked back to his original form and turned into a real phantom of the soul.

The body that was adjusting moved came to an abrupt end.

He stood there blankly, his expression was ignorant and his posture was stiff, as if he was not sure what he was afraid of.

"It's almost done."

Yang Fan looked at the dozens of soul refining pills at various levels in the storage space, and a smile of satisfaction appeared on his face.

It was indeed beyond Yang Fan's expectation that he could get so many soul refining pills from a phantom of the soul.

You know, the soul refining pill refined from the true peak of the king-level soul like Cui Zhou was just a few more nine-grade soul refining golden pills than this.

Mr. Wuliu is just a broken phantom of soul. It is already a great luck to have such a reward.

Wave your hand.

The remaining phantom of Mr. Wuliu was pulled onto the boat by Yang Fan, with the rippling waves and the tea still.

Mr. Wuliu sat opposite Yang Fan, looking at Yang Fan curiously and everything around him.

"It's actually 88% true. It seems that fellow Taoist, like me, is also a illusion array master!"

Mr. Wuliu was already in a state of god, looking at Yang Fan with a fairy-like appearance, and asked softly.

"I just don't know what happened to fellow Taoist call me here?"

Yang Fan was a little confused.

I'm sorry?

Fellow Taoist?

What is this strange name? Can you tell me that Mr. Wu Liu’s true identity in the outside world is actually a Taoist priest?

"The old man doesn't remember what happened before?" Yang Fan asked inquired.

Mr. Wuliu shook his head slightly: "I don't know what my friend said, but I am very sure that I should have never seen it with fellow Taoists before."

very good.

The tone is stable.

The soul has no abnormal fluctuations.

The rigid and dull state in the eyes is also natural.

Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction.

Whether this old man really lost his independent personality consciousness or pretending to act with him here, this is enough for Yang Fan.

Four soul refining techniques directly cut off Mr. Wu Liu's cultivation accumulation for more than 400 years. Now, even if he still has the wise, he will no longer have the ability to seize the body and devour other people's souls.

After all, he is a gatekeeper, and he has the spiritual inheritance of the illusion array master in his hand, as well as the opportunity to provide the ninth-level spiritual tea in this final level.

Although Yang Fan was greedy, he was not as good as he was to cut off other people's inheritance and to cut off other people's futures.

Of course, more importantly.

Yang Fan was worried that the soul phantom here would have any connection with a big shot in reality. If he accidentally killed the phantom, it would be very troublesome after leaving the secret realm of martial arts.

It is not difficult to imagine how powerful his true body would be in reality.

Yang Fan didn't dare to make this bet, and he also said that he was very caring about life and craving for survival.

"Very good!" Yang Fan's thoughts moved, and the two returned to the outside world's illusion array at the same time. In the pavilion and beside the coffee table, he asked softly: "Senior, do you remember why he appeared here?"

"Nature!" Returning to the familiar scene, Mr. Wuliu's expression moved frequently. He looked back and watched for a moment, and said in a fixed voice: "I am the guardian of the pass here, responsible for preaching and trials for our juniors of the human race."

"Fellow Daoist and this little friend should be the one who broke the level this time, right?"

Mr. Wu Liu looked at Wang Zhe and couldn't help but shake his head slightly: "The martial arts talent is good, but the spiritual talent is very poor. This little friend may not be able to obtain the inheritance of the illusion array here. It's a pity."

Wang Zhe's mouth twitched.

What's this old man's crazy about being fucked here? He pretended to lose his memory to deliberately attack people, right?

He knew that his spiritual talent was average, but no matter how bad he was, was he?

besides.

Just now, the old man was rushing to give the inheritance of the illusion array to himself. It was Wang Zhe who decisively refused, okay?

"Cousin is at ease." Yang Fan patted Wang Zhe's cousin's shoulder and whispered: "This Mr. Wu Liu is so funny. I don't remember what happened before."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhe looked up suspiciously at the old man opposite him.

I found that although the old man's appearance had not changed, he still looked like an idiotic and old talisman, his body seemed much more illusory.

If he looked like a real living person before, then Mr. Wu Liu, now, has a body that is empty and transparent, is like the virtual images that appear in front of them during a video call outside.

What's going on?

What happened when the old man disappeared just now?

Wang Zhe suppressed the doubts in his heart and did not speak out.

Mr. Wu Liu's eyes fell on Yang Fan again, and he said with great appreciation: "This fellow Taoist's ability of the illusion array is no longer comparable to that of me. Even if I want to pass on my inheritance, it seems that there is no need."

"For the two of you, there is no need to stay there any more. Do you need to send them out of seclusion now?"

Yang Fan shook his head slightly, then asked Mr. Wuliu: "We have two companions. I wonder if the old man can check it out for us. How long will it take for them to get out of seclusion?"

Mr. Wu Liu's thoughts were released and he stopped in a moment, and said in a low voice: "It will take fifteen years for that male layman. It will take thirty days for that female layman."

What's shrimp?

Fifteen years?!

Yang Fan and Wang Zhe opened their mouths at the same time.

Do you want to be so exaggerated? Cui Hao Lai Hao is also a powerful existence at the peak level of the Grandmaster. How could he be so useless?

"Old sir, are you right?" Yang Fan asked again in disbelief: "My friend is at the peak of the Grandmaster. Even if he does not have the ability to subdue the thousand-year-old spirit body, he just absorbs and refines a pool of spiritual liquid, it shouldn't be so difficult, right?"

Mr. Wu Liu said expressionlessly: "It did not take so long. However, he was scared by the thousand-year-old spiritual body in the bathtub and did not know how to actively absorb and refine the spiritual liquid in the hot spring."

"Also, the thousand-year-old spirit body around him also seems to like such a toy and is reluctant to let him go, so he consumes a certain amount of spiritual origin and indirectly adjusts the absorption efficiency of the spiritual liquid in the bathtub."

"Now, even if the layman recovers his mind and concentrates on practicing, it will take at least ten years to complete his journey. Unless he can conquer the thousand-year-old spirit body and force it to restore the ban in the spiritual liquid."

Hearing words.

Yang Fan and Wang Zhe's hearts were almost at the same time.

Damn.

It turns out that the thousand-year-old spiritual bodies in the bathhouse actually have such a means of restraint. How scary is it?

Ten years!

If they had been in the same bathhouse for ten years, they would have been crazy!

Fortunately, both of them were very lucky and were not as cowardly as Cui Hao. They had a good chance and benefits, but they were played with him and made a prison.

"But you don't have to worry." Mr. Wuliu glanced at them and said in a low voice: "The time flow here is somewhat different from the outside world. Ten years may be extremely long for the lay Buddhist inside, but you only need to wait for the outside world for a while, and you may be able to see the lay Buddhist break through the pass."
To be continued...