Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

It was nearly eleven o'clock, and Yang Fan led Su Weilai to the Yonghe Hall, which was the headquarters of the Yin Yang Sect in the underground city.

There were very few people, except for a disciple in the front hall who was equivalent to the front desk, and only Li Yinwan was there.

Li Yinwan is worthy of being a fairy body, with enough pills and spirit stones to support her, she has already been promoted to the peak of the eighth level of Qi training, and later became the existence with the highest cultivation level among the disciples of the Yin Yang Sect.

"Eldest brother, Elder Niu is in Fanxing Pavilion, I'll call her to come back."

"No, I sent her a message."

Yang Fan raised his finger to Su Weiwei who was beside him, "My new recruit, let her get acquainted with her."

"Yes, Big Brother!"

Surprise flashed in Li Yinwan's eyes. To be accepted as a disciple by the senior brother must be of great aptitude, just like that Xu Rui with the thunder attribute and other spiritual roots.

She still doesn't know that she is a fairy body with a special constitution, and there is almost no talk about it in the world of Blue Star Immortal Cultivation.

"Tomorrow I will teach you the exercises."

After saying something to Su Weiwei, Yang Fan walked to the secret training room on the basement floor alone.

"Brush~"

With a wave of his hand, the black gourd was suspended in the air, and a figure sprayed out, which quickly grew in size and finally fell to the floor, covered by golden handprints.

The man in the black suit was full of resentment, he was still struggling, and the vitality in his body was not swallowed by the blue bug.

Yang Fan looked at it carefully for a while, and it was obvious that the man had been controlled by the bug, and he probably didn't have much self-consciousness left.

"God sense is so strong."

He recalled the blue light figure in the Grand Canyon. There were more than tens of thousands of blue bugs densely packed on the other party's body, and they were obviously controlled by the consciousness separated from the figure.

At that time, the aura fluctuation revealed by the opponent was in the early stage of Jindan, and his combat power was comparable to his.

What kind of strength will it achieve if all the spiritual consciousness is gathered together?

"I don't know if the Qiankun Lihun Formation can separate it." Yang Fan looked solemn, and thought for a long time to put the man in the suit into the gourd again.

For the time being, he hasn't thought of a surer way to force the bug out of the man in the suit, without letting the man's vitality be swallowed up and die suddenly.

These foreign monks who entered the Grand Canyon should know more or less about the Blu-ray figures.

Yang Fan took out another ball of light controlling the blue bug from his sleeve robe and held it in his palm, and then took out the sun bell from the storage ring with his other hand to contact his grandfather in the underworld.

At this time, Niu Guyu's voice came from outside, and then he pushed open the stone door and came in, "Xiaofan~ what is this?"

"The bugs that control foreign monks came out of the Grand Canyon of the Tomb Valley Forest."

He had already read all of "The Complete Explanation of Monster Beasts", and there were many monsters about insects in it, but he couldn't find anything corresponding to the blue bug.

Except for its blue color, the appearance of this little worm is no different from that of ordinary silkworms.

"Fan'er, why are you looking for grandpa?" The cross-border call was connected, and the figure of Yang Jianye in golden armor appeared, "The Mavericks are here too."

Niu Guyu stood beside Yang Fan, and a picture appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, calling: "Second Grandpa!"

In fact, she was a little nervous, because she hadn't completed the task assigned to her by the second grandfather.

"Grandpa, what kind of bug is this? I went to the Grand Canyon before..."

Yang Fan explained in detail how he encountered blue-ray figures and bugs controlling foreign monks to swallow their vitality.

After Yang Jianye heard this, he stared at the worm in the ball of light, thinking: "There is also this kind of thing... It looks like an ordinary silkworm, and the blue color may be caused by the strange figure you mentioned cast a spell. As for How to get the bugs out, you can try the Qiankun Lihun Formation."

"Well, I thought so too. I was afraid that the bugs would move around in his body, and the formation would seriously damage his soul. If he succeeded, he would become a useless person, and he would not be able to ask any useful information."

Yang Fan shook his head slightly, then asked, "Grandpa, how are you doing?"

"What else can I do? Fighting every day, the whole wasteland is in chaos. Grandpa sent you the thunder-attribute exercises you want in the past."

"Oh, there's no hurry..."

Yang Jianye interrupted: "You have nothing to do, I will talk to Mavericks."

"What do you want me to avoid?" Yang Fan was surprised.

"Just leave as soon as you are told, there is so much nonsense!"

"..." Yang Fan was speechless, and was disgusted again.

When there was no Yin Yang bell, I missed each other every day and looked forward to seeing each other. Now that I could make cross-border video calls, my grandfather became impatient and sent him to hang up every time he couldn't say a few words.

"Okay, let's talk slowly, I've seen that the New Year's paper money can be burned less."

Yang Fan depressedly handed the Yangling to Niu Guyu, put away the ball of light and left the secret room.

"That stinky boy!"

Yang Jianye blew his beard and stared, laughed and cursed, and waited until the Shimen closed, then looked at Niu Guyu with a smile and said, "Maverick..."

Since his grandfather told him to leave, Yang Fan was curious but he didn't want to eavesdrop. After walking around to the ground, he suddenly remembered something and left the Yonghe Hall in a flash.

With the development of the cultivation of immortals by the whole people, various sects have gathered, and the prosperity of Dongyang County is not inferior to that of the first-tier big cities in China.

Even though it was past midnight, the entire county was still brightly lit, and various entertainment venues, restaurants and snack bars were in full swing.

Yang Fan spread his spiritual sense and searched around the county, but found no more suspicious people. He appeared on a certain street corner with a changed appearance, and a storefront of "Huizhou Special Chaos" was still on with lights on.

Contrary to the fact that there were few customers in the evening, the people eating supper were full, and the waiters were busy coming in and out from the shop sitting outside.

The proprietress Bai Qiumu who was wearing an apron also became a waiter, greeting the guests with a smile and wiping the sweat from her forehead from time to time.

Yang Fan stood at a distance and watched for a while, then walked forward.

It wasn't long before Bai Qiumu recognized him as the one who came in the afternoon at a glance, "Mr. is here, are you alone? What do you want to eat?"

Yang Fan sat down at the simple outdoor dining table, "One person, two bottles of beer, mutton skewers, chicken wings, leeks... two each."

"Okay, sir, you have to wait for a while. There are a lot of people. I'll bring you the wine first."

"Well, it's fine."

It can be seen from her smile that she is living a good life now, at least she likes the current life from the bottom of her heart.

Yang Fan took out his mobile phone and casually browsed the news.

Not long after, a roar approached, and a white Maserati drove over, stopped in the open space by the road, and got off a woman.

Still a familiar face.

"It seems...it's called Ye Qian."

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Fan recalled such a name. He met Ye Rongjian and others when he had dinner with Ye Rongjian and others, and then he seemed to have a good chat with Shen Xintong in the ktv box.

As for Ye Qian being Shen Xintong's assistant, Yang Fan didn't ask about it because he had little contact with her, so naturally he didn't know.

"Xiao Mu~" Ye Qian waved her hand and shouted, and sat down at a table next to Yang Fan.

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