Chapter 233 Want to leave Kyoto

Seeing Fan Xian who had already understood clearly, Guo Baokun stopped talking and buried his head in his work, moving closer to the suburbs.

"Here we go, I have stabilized my mind now. Although my breakthrough can be said to be a matter of course, I still can't be careless. I know that everything has accidents." Guo Baokun stopped and made Fan Xian start thinking with all his heart.

Go ahead, calm down your emotions first, and don’t take it lightly before preparing for a breakthrough.

Fan Xian nodded, crossed his legs and walked east. He first adjusted his breath and calmed down his mood. The Pure Yang Sutra was tailor-made by Guo Baokun based on Fan Xian's characteristics. It has a Taoist calming effect and can effectively prevent him from going crazy. So as he goes,

With the movement of his true energy, whatever thrilling experience Fan Xian experienced tomorrow could no longer affect Fan Xian's mood. His heart was still and unusually calm. Fan Xian opened his eyes, which were calm and without any disturbance.

"Okay, I can make a breakthrough now with peace of mind!" Guo Baokun looked at Fan Xian, who was still in his heart, and nodded with satisfaction. It seems that the Pure Yang Sutra is very effective in calming the mind, especially for people like Fan Xian who are too extravagant.

Just right.

Fan Xian nodded silently, and with luck again, the pure Yang righteousness accelerated crazily and began to attack the unreached corners of the meridians. The true energy was like a torrent of fluid, unstoppable, and all obstacles encountered along the way were blocked.

Break down and march forward triumphantly.

Guo Baokun watched Fan Xian break through with all his strength, and felt that the aura emanating from Fan Xian's body was getting stronger. Knowing that Fan Xian's breakthrough went smoothly, he relaxed his mind and waited quietly.

After a long time, Fan Xian stopped and woke up. He slowly opened his eyes. There seemed to be a flash of red light in the dim outdoor room. This meant that the empty room was electrified, which meant that Fan Xian's mental power had greatly increased, and his true energy had surged.

A manifestation of great progress in cultivation.

"Yes, now I am qualified to have a leg with Yan Xiaoyi. Although I may lose more than I win, at least I won't be crushed. I can still claim to be a high-leg player!" Guo Baokun's rare gift

Fan Xian nodded, reluctantly acknowledging Fan Xian's strength, but the disgust in his eyes made Fan Xian completely dissipate the excitement of his recent breakthrough.

Ninth-grade high-legged people are already considered high-ranking figures in various countries. Even without official positions, they can still become guests of major dignitaries by virtue of their cultivation. Think of the second prince Li Chengze as a nobleman of the royal family, the pride of heaven, and the bright face.

There is also Xie Bi'an, a ninth-grade high-legged person, as a personal guard. Even if Chen Pingping, the dean of the Institute of Inspection and Examination, has a ninth-grade high-ranking Gao Shiting guard like Yong Xuan, it shows the status of the ninth-grade high-legged person, but not

In Guo Baokun's eyes, it's not worth mentioning. No matter how many ninth-grade high legs he had, it would be difficult for him to cause trouble to Guo Baokun.

Fan Xian's initial feeling of joy after his breakthrough disappeared under Guo Baokun's contemptuous eyes. He reorganized his psychology and threw the pride of his small achievement into the corner.

You know your own capabilities, and whether they are worth mentioning compared to Guo Baokun, there is indeed nothing to be happy about.

"He is much worse than Yan Xiaoyi. The fight between Yan Xiaoyi and I tomorrow will make him famous. If we fight with him, he will definitely die!" Fan Xian once again recalled tomorrow's pinnacle mismatch,

With a heavy look on his face, he exchanged places with Guo Baokun in his mind, imagining that if he faced Yan Xiaoyi by mistake and had sex with him, no matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to defeat Yan Xiaoyi, and it would even be difficult to save himself.

's life.

"It's very good. I have self-awareness, but I don't want to belittle myself. My strength is growing rapidly now, and I will be on an equal footing with him soon." Guo Baokun patted Fan Xian on the shoulder and gave him a few words of encouragement.

Xian's talent is absolutely no worse than that of Yan Xiaoyi, and even exceeds it, so Guo Baokun's words are not meant to comfort Fan Xian, but they are not true.

Fan Xian smiled confidently, and Guo Baokun nodded. He was unusually arrogant and looked extremely unbeatable, "He thinks so too!"

Guo Baokun couldn't help but have a dark look on his face. Fan Xian must not mistake him for his good color, otherwise he would definitely open a dyeing shop for me. He has no sense of humility at all.

"Okay, I can go back!" Guo Baokun didn't want to talk to Fan Xian, and directly waved his leg to Fan Xian to get out, not wanting to make himself angry in front of him.

"Okay, let's go, he bought me a drink!" Although Fan Xian was hit hard by Guo Baokun, he still couldn't stop his happiness after his strength improved, so he wanted to invite Guo Baokun to have a drink with him so that the two of them could celebrate.

Yidong's breakthrough in his own cultivation.

"He got several jars of good wine from Dean Chen's lap. According to Dean Chen, his mother left some wine from the east!" Fan Xian was very generous and prepared to take out the good wine he had collected to entertain Guo Baokun. He wanted to know where he was.

Due to the technical limitations of the wine of the era, the strength and clarity of the wine are difficult to compare with modern society. The jars of wine in Fan Xian's legs are indeed good wine brewed by Ye Qingmei, a science and engineering girl.

After distillation and fermentation, the wine is clear in color and much stronger than the wine of that era. Although it is far from the high-quality red wine in modern society, it is already the best red wine of that era, and as Ye Qingmei

After his death, that batch of red wine has been out of print, but some people at that time collected it very much. It can be said that it is extremely expensive.

"Did he say that I should go back on my own? He won't go back!" Guo Baokun shook his head and rejected Fan Xian's invitation. He himself was not fond of drinking, so he was not very tempted, and he had already planned to do something.

, consider whether the last step before leaving is to clear away the threat for Fan Xian.

"Then am I going to stay here tomorrow night? Well, tomorrow he will bring wine for us to celebrate. After all, they are so close that they have never had a drink alone together. Isn't it a bit outrageous!" Fan Xian did not understand what Guo Baokun meant.

I thought that Guo Baokun would not go back tomorrow night, so I was planning to celebrate tomorrow.

"Does he mean? He wants to find out some things before leaving that world, but this will be the first time they meet!" Guo Baokun turned around and opened the door. At this time, the sky had reached dusk, and the red light of the sunset was shining through.

The lush branches and leaves of the passing trees shone on Guo Baokun's body, as if they were covered with a layer of clouds.

"I'm not ready to say goodbye! What should I do if Ruoruo, what should I do with my father, and what should I do with all the people who care about me?" Fan Xian looked stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing, and anxiously took two steps outside the house and arrived.

In front of Guo Baokun, he asked Guo Baokun, after all, how could Guo Baokun leave without saying goodbye to Fan Ruoruo? How could he be so heartless and not even give him a chance to meet Fan Ruoruo in the first place.

Sorry, a lot of things have come together recently, including work, family and relationship problems. I won’t complain about those bad things to everyone. He has already had hallucinations when driving tomorrow. When waiting at the red light, he always feels that the car is

He backed up crazily, and after waiting for the green light to turn on, he didn't dare to start the car. He was too tired, so he updated late and didn't save the manuscript. He was typing.

Finally, he asked for another wave of collections, votes and subscriptions. If the data was really too bad, he could say that the current results, after the first three months, basically could not even get the perfect attendance award. If it was good, it would be five buckets.

Mi bowed down again. First of all, he once again thanked all the book friends who have collected, voted and subscribed. Due to overtime work and other reasons, he has not had time to thank you in detail recently, so he can just say sorry. But he has read all our comments.

Although his replies are relatively few, and most of them are negative, but the occasional word of praise in the comments makes him feel very warm and motivated to continue writing. Thank you very much for everyone's support!!!
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