Chapter 462

"Is this, ghost detention?!"

Mr. Wu Liu looked frightened.

fuck.

Why can Mao even master the exclusive soul secret skills of the demon beasts in the demon family?

The spirit detention is specially aimed at the origin of the spirit, especially the empty shadow of an ownerless spirit like him, which is full of restraint.

Mr. Wuliu hardly resisted. In a panic and disbelief, he was pulled into Yang Fan's sea space by the two spiritual chains suddenly exposed by Yang Fan.

As soon as you get in.

Mr. Wu Liu saw a little bit lying on his face watching the cartoon against a virtual screen. When he heard the news, he looked up at Mr. Wu Liu in doubt, then hid timidly to one side, and continued to indulge in the plot of the cartoon.

"Zhong Ling..."

Seeing Zhong Ling's current state, Mr. Wuliu couldn't help shaking his head for a while. A millennium spirit bought by the cartoon was more worthless than the selfie Control Yuan spirit outside.

Yuan Ling Lai Hao also got a handsome man.

But the girl Zhong Ling only got a cartoon that children like. How childish it is.

"However, Yang Fan's sea space is really too big. It's really endless!"

Mr. Wuliu flew and floated and lived high. He looked up at Yang Fan's sea of knowledge. It was blue and boundless. With his current spiritual strength, he could not explore where the boundary of this sea of knowledge space was.

"Sure enough, I'm not afraid of being a pervert who can stuffy the front door. The scope of this sea space is as much as my body!"

Mr. Wu Liu sighed softly.

His noumenon is the peak of spiritual spiritual master, and the space of knowing the sea is only more than 30000 kilometers.

What is Yang Fan's cultivation now?

It's just the ninth grade of spiritual teacher!

Such a low and shallow spiritual cultivation has such a vast spiritual knowledge sea. If it is not a demon, who can be a demon?

also.

The origin of Yang Fan's divine soul.

Mr. Wuliu didn't see the entity, let alone his specific location.

However, the threat and fear from the depths of the soul have made Mr. Wuliu have a general understanding and judgment on the origin of Yang Fan's spirit.

"At least it has reached the strength of level 5 spiritual master! Even if there is the increasing effect of daqianmen, it is enough to prove that Yang Fan's own spiritual source is strong enough! At least, it has far exceeded the original strength of level 9 spiritual master."

Mr. Wuliu didn't bother to search everywhere for where Yang Fan's origin center was.

It's no use.

He knows how terrible the spiritual masters who have the ability of spiritual detention are. In their spiritual knowledge of the sea, they are like gods. Unless his spiritual strength can far surpass Yang Fan, no one can resist the beating of Yang Fan's detention chain.

If Mr. Wuliu's body came over, he might be able to suppress Yang Fan for a bit, but now he is just a virtual shadow, a ghost virtual shadow left in the secret territory of martial arts for hundreds of years.

Without the support of physical origin, it belongs to rootless duckweed, which is basically enough to fight against Yang Fan's spiritual origin and spiritual will.

Therefore, he wisely chose to stay where he was and wait for Yang Fan's fall quietly.

"Up to now, you are not ready to explain what the final reward of this level is?"

Yang Fan's consciousness condenses in front of Mr. Wuliu.

With a wave of hand, a leaf boat floats and stops at sea.

There is a table and chair on the boat, and there are several cups of tea on the chair.

Yang Fan bent down on his knees, then reached out and made a gesture of invitation to Mr. Wuliu. He was very polite.

Mr. Wu Liu nodded slightly. His face was no longer flustered and frightened. He was a little more free and easy when he came.

After sitting down opposite Yang Fan, Mr. Wuliu reached out and touched the edge of the boat, as well as the touch of tables, chairs and tea cups, and kept nodding and praising.

"The authenticity has reached 88%, which is a qualitative leap compared with 10 minutes ago! I have to say that Yang Fan's talent in the magic array is really the only thing I've seen in the rest of my life!"

Mr. Wu Liu really praised it.

In his previous memory, he had never seen anyone like Yang Fan. Learning the sky level magic array was as simple as taking a sip of cold water.

Eighty eight percent of the reality of the dreamland, ah, even if he personally displayed it, it was almost this level.

in other words.

In less than two hours, Yang Fan mastered and mastered the sky level magic array he had studied for hundreds of years, and the level was equal.

This makes him, an old man who has lived for hundreds of years, immortal. Why should he be embarrassed.

Genius is such a thing.

Is that really unreasonable?

In the past, Mr. Wuliu thought he was a genius, especially on the road of magic array master, few people in the whole original star could match him, and he was definitely a kind of evil in the eyes of others.

But now.

Compared with a genius like Yang Fan, Mr. Wuliu felt that his previous pride was so vulnerable and so shallow and ridiculous.

In front of a real genius, even the sky level magic array is only an hour or two. It can't compare with you at all?

"The old gentleman flattered me." Yang Fan smiled and took a sip of tea from the tea cup on the table. Although it was empty, it was still a little sweet: "in fact, I also think I seem to be very good. I'm a genius."

Mr. Wu Liu lost his smile.

Although Yang Fan's remark is a little shameless, it is undeniable that what he said is indeed true.

When talking, Yang Fan's interest rose and his thoughts moved frequently.

Soon, next to the boat, there were some other scenes.

Isolated islands, beaches, trees, flowers, streams, birds, fish and insects

As the scenery increases a little.

Yang Fan knows that the scenery in the sea is no longer the invariable sea water, which has added a bit of life palpitation, becoming more and more like a real ocean full of endless vitality.

This is his spiritual knowledge of the sea. How to arrange it only needs an idea in his heart.

However, when Yang Fan added the dream reality he had just learned into these specific environmental factors, everything became so real.

The beach is soft, birds sing, and fish jump into the water.

Everything seems to be true.

Mr. Wuliu quietly watched the changes in Yang Fan's knowledge of the sea and didn't say much.

Pretending to be true is true and false.

The ultimate goal of dream reality and ultimate fantasy is to turn all illusions into real reality.

However.

It is almost impossible to manifest all the scenes in this dream.

Even if someone practices the dream reality to the realm of connecting God, the most is to illusory the authenticity of all scenery to 90%, or about 99%.

No one can break through the last one percent and completely turn all illusions into reality.

however.

As a magic array master, who doesn't have a dream?

Mr. Wuliu remembers that there is a layout similar to Yang Fan in the sea space of his noumenon.

When he has nothing to do, his noumenon will hide in his sea awareness space, build his illusory world, and hope that one day, he can become a God and become a saint, and embody everything in the sea awareness.

After playing for a while, Yang Fan took back his mind and looked up at Mr. Wuliu: "why, isn't Mr. Wuliu going to tell the younger generation something?"

Mr. Wuliu shook his head and smiled: "don't you already see that the array chart inherits something, but it's just an excuse for me to perfunctory you."

"Unfortunately, both you and your cousin are alert and suspicious people and refuse to give me a chance. Otherwise, I may have occupied Wang Zhe's spiritual knowledge at the moment and broke through the pass through his body."

Finally.

I admit it.

The old man really has no good intentions.

Yang Fan raised her eyebrow: "elder, aren't you the gatekeeper here? If you want to break the pass, it's not your own word. Why do you have to rely on other people's bodies?"

Mr. Wuliu raised his head and glanced at Yang Fan: "what you really want to ask is why I have to go out of this secret place, right?"

"Sir is wise." Yang Fan did not deny it.

He really thought that a ghost shadow is not a real person. Why would Mao have such desires and selfishness?

Have you become a sperm? Is this?

"I haven't become an elite, and this place is a prison for me. The spirit body can't leave here independently."

As if he had seen through what Yang Fan was thinking, Mr. Wuliu said in a low voice: "don't be surprised. I have been here for more than 400 years, and I have already born my own intelligence, completely getting rid of the conscious limitations of the real body."

"Now, except that I have no flesh and blood, the essence of my soul is no different from real human beings!"

"I don't want to stay in this cage forever without a little time limit like this. I want to live truly. I want to live better and more wonderful!"

"Therefore, I need an opportunity, an opportunity to break through myself and break free from this cage! And you who break through the customs are undoubtedly the best escape tool!"

Yang Fan nodded.

What Mr. Wuliu said was different from what Yang Fan had thought before, but the results were almost the same, except that he wanted to revive the soul by borrowing the dead, or simply occupy the magpie's nest.

However, is his 400 years a bit exaggerated? The federal government has only been established for more than 130 years. Isn't it nearly 300 years earlier than the federal government?

What proportion is the time flow rate in the secret territory of martial arts? It seems that the difference between the time flow rate and the outside world is quite large?!

Yang Fan had heard Mr. Wuliu mention it before, saying that his real body seemed to be in the Federation of the outside world. Although he didn't directly identify himself, it at least showed that his real body should not be old and definitely won't exceed Qu Hongde's old birthday star.

But his ghost shadow has survived alone here for more than 400 years. They have born their own independent personality and began to want to pursue freedom.

Such a huge time difference is an exaggeration that people can't imagine.