Chapter 453

A crystal grape, in three or two seconds, all went into Zhong Ling's small belly.

However, seeing that Zhong Ling was still full of meaning, Yang Fan was not stingy and took out another one and put it in front of Zhong Ling.

But this time, Zhong Ling was obviously not as excited as before. He looked up at Yang Fan and ate with crystal grapes.

"Your companion spirit is Zhong Ling, feels the care and love of the master, is in a good mood, has a pleasant spirit, and has slightly improved his loyalty."

Yang Fan's handsome face turned black.

It's a little too much.

The second grape has no loyalty at all. It's a level 4 spiritual fruit. Many people may not have a chance to eat it all their life.

As a result, she began to dislike the second one. It's a typical loser rhythm.

Such a tricky little mouth, I don't know how many miraculous drugs and fruits to spoil him in the future!

Yang Fan resolutely abandoned his offer.

Never get used to her stink.

As soon as he raised his hand, he summoned his private brain from the outside world and opened the cartoon of stupid cute chick. Yang Fan whispered: "you can watch the cartoon here first, brother. Go out quietly!"

With that, Yang Fan flashed away directly.

Zhong Ling's eyes lit up and took the watch with interest. He just lay on the sea at will and immersed himself in the animation. He didn't care about Yang Fan's departure.

"Your companion spirit Zhong Ling feels the care and love of the master, is in a good mood, has a pleasant spirit, and has greatly improved his loyalty. His loyalty is + 10."

The idea has just returned.

Yang Fan received the prompt from the system, and then Yang Fan was stunned and shook his head with a smile.

An animated cartoon has directly exceeded ten or even twenty level Four Spiritual fruits. Although this little guy has lived for more than 1600 years, he is still like a child. It's easy to coax him.

That's good.

Save money.

Yang Fan's mood suddenly became very happy. After going out, find more cartoons for the girl. Maybe his loyalty can be fully valued easily.

The idea returns to the noumenon, and Yang Fan slowly opens his eyes.

The bathhouse is gone.

His clothes came back again.

It was as if everything he had just experienced in the bath had never happened.

"You came out of the sky level psionic magic array and learned the sky level psionic magic array - dream reality. Mental strength + 100, array experience + 1. Initial skill proficiency + 100, current skill proficiency (1001000)."

moment

The array experience and the principle of fantasy array of dream reality were printed into Yang Fan's mind. Yang Fan realized something. When he looked at the world in front of him, he felt that everything seemed to be in the fog and felt more and more illusory and ethereal.

When you don't understand, everything in front of you is real, you feel that everything is clearly visible, and what you see is what you hear.

With a little understanding of learning, everything in front of you is illusory. I feel that everything I see is blurred, and what I see is illusory.

Yang Fan is feeling this way now.

Mingming just felt that his world was very clear, but after the array experience and sky level magic array were printed in his brain, the whole world seemed to have changed.

Seeing that the mountain is not a mountain and the annual water is not water, I feel that everything around me is so unreal.

"What's going on? Was I in the real world just now, or was I always in fantasy?"

Yang Fan was puzzled.

His mind swept the sea. In the sea, Zhong Ling, the Millennium spirit, was still watching the third episode of stupid cute chicks with interest and giggling.

Zhong Ling is real.

But why did the bathroom just feel unreal?

And where is he now? Why is there nothing around him?

"It's awesome! I didn't expect you to completely crack my dream reality array in less than ten minutes. It's amazing!"

Yang Fan's ear suddenly heard a deep and gentle exclamation. Then, he only felt that his body was pulled by an inexplicable suction. He was black and bright in front of his eyes. After brushing, he was pulled into an antique courtyard.

Wooden pavilion, stone chair, incense burner, purple smoke.

In addition, the brook beside the pavilion is gurgling, and the full moon is hanging high in the sky.

It has a poetic atmosphere.

On the stone chair in the pavilion, a thin old man with white hair and beard was carefully adjusting the fire to cook tea. The tea fragrance curled and floated in the direction of Yang Fan.

Yang Fan lifted his nose and sniffed, but his mouth began to salivate.

Even if he is such a layman who usually drinks tea only to quench his thirst, he thinks the taste of this pot of tea must be good.

Is this illusory or real?

Yang Fan didn't speak. He stared at the old man and the surrounding environment for a long time, but he couldn't see any flaws.

"When you are in the dreamy reality of the heavenly level psionic magic array for one minute, your heart is touched, and your understanding of the dreamy reality array is further deepened. Array experience + 1 and skill proficiency + 500."

Hearing the system prompt, Yang Fan confirmed that he should be really in the dreamland now, but the dreamland here is so real that he can't see any flaws with his current dreamy and realistic skill level.

What a clever magic array technique.

A good way to trap the enemy.

I can't.

"Why, aren't you going to come and have a drink of the old man's newly brewed front door?"

The old man who was cooking tea looked up at Yang Fan, stroked his beard and greeted him softly.

Yang Fan restrained his mind and arched his hand at the old man: "please, old man. Xiao Ke is a newcomer. How offensive! Dare you ask the old man about his respect?"

Yang Fan didn't dare to take it lightly. From the words of the old man just now and the magical means to summon him, all of them showed that the old man in front of him was an extremely powerful magic array expert.

The real fantasy he experienced in the bathhouse should be written by him.

Dream reality, although it is a fantasy, but there is reality in the void, and there is emptiness in the reality. The possibility of that space is false, but the Millennium chalcedony and Millennium spirit there are all real existence.

The Millennium chalcedony spirit liquid and nine colored Xuan jade are still quietly placed in his collection space. Zhong Ling has made a spiritual contract with him and has become his companion.

These are tangible things that can not be fake.

And being able to casually take out a whole bathhouse's Millennium chalcedony as bath water and an extremely rare Millennium spirit body as the ultimate reward for passing the customs is certainly not a simple thing.

No, No.

Therefore, Yang Fan is acting very clever now.

refined and courteous.

The old man in the pavilion really liked this set. Looking at Yang Fan's politeness, he had a bigger smile on his face.

"Don't be so formal." the old man Wen waved to Yang Fan with a smile and said, "come and take a seat opposite me. If you have anything, let's talk slowly."

"Thank you, old man. It's better to obey orders than to be respectful that night!"

Yang Fan arched his hand at the old man again, and then carefully stepped into the pavilion.

The smell of tea was stronger. At first glance, Yang Fan felt refreshed and his whole mind was clear.

"You smell the fragrance of level 9 spirit tea. Your mind is clear and your mental strength has been improved. Mental strength + 300 and intelligence + 1."

The prompt of the system came up. Yang Fan's eyes lit up and couldn't help sniffing again. As a result, the aroma remained the same, but he didn't feel as clear as before.

The old man smiled and knew Yang Fan's behavior.

"If you can discover the mystery of the front door so quickly, your affinity for spiritual power is really extraordinary."

The old man sighed softly and looked at Yang Fan more and more satisfied.

Hearing the name of daqianmen, Yang Fan's mouth couldn't help smoking. The name was random. It sounded like the name of a cigarette before the disaster.

"The old man is fallacious. The younger generation is just better than ordinary talents. It's not worth mentioning."

Yang Fan was so modest that he slowly sat down on the stone chair opposite the old man and whispered, "to tell you the truth, I don't have any research on the tea ceremony, but the tea is very special. I wonder if I can have a cup later?"

"Nature!" the old man laughed and stroked his beard and said, "the purpose of inviting little friends here is to meet friends with tea. If little friends like it, they can naturally drink more cups."

"I'm not bragging. Except for me, you can't find even a trace on the whole origin star. It's definitely the best of the best."

The old man seemed to enjoy Yang Fan's praise of his tea. He was in a good mood and unconsciously boasted.

"That's nature." Yang Fan thought so deeply and continued to flatter him. "I haven't even heard of the spirit tea in Jiupin territory before. That's why you have the opportunity and ability to pick such a top spirit tea."

The old man's eyes narrowed and couldn't help looking up at Yang Fan: "you have good eyesight. You can see the grade of my spirit tea at a glance. It's good, it's good!"

"I'm lucky for a moment, but I'm flattered." Yang Fan asked the old man again, "I don't know the name of the old man. Can I tell you conveniently?"

Yang Fan just tried to use an identification technique on the old man. As expected, the identification results were all a series of question marks and there was no information.

"It's just a name. It's not worth mentioning." the old man smiled, shook his head and whispered, "if you have to call me Mr. Wuliu."

Mr. Wu Liu?

Yang Fan's teeth are sore. The old man didn't read a book?

Mr. Wuliu is clearly an ancient nickname, so let you borrow it for shameless?

The heart despises, but his face is still smiling. Yang Fan has seen it with his hands: "it's Mr. Wuliu face to face. I'm polite here."

"Excuse me, sir, where is this place? I didn't call you here just to drink tea and chat?"

Yang Fan asked directly.

Mr. Wuliu smiled and didn't answer in a hurry. Instead, he gently picked up the teapot in his hand and slowly filled the teacup in front of Yang Fan.

"Don't worry about some chores. Come on, little friend, first try my tea making skills."