After seeing the emperor Shiyan leave, Fanyan looked at the nun complicatedly. The nun wanted to stop talking, but Fanyan didn't give her a chance to speak at all, but turned around and walked out of the hall.

Nun Shura frowned and looked at both of them walking away. Then a trace of strangeness appeared on her face, and then she left the hall with a relaxed expression.

Three people, all have their own ghosts.

Let's talk about Fanyan first. After he came out, he directly turned and walked to his residence behind the main hall, and then continuously arranged five prohibitions. Only then did he take out a messenger jade card from another storage ring.

Compared with the goods in the hands of the leaders of the five major sects, this kind of communication jade card is high-grade. It can communicate in real time hundreds of millions of miles away.

The jade card of communication was suspended in front of him like a projector. A picture came out in front of him. In the picture, a middle-aged man was sitting cross legged. When he saw Fanyan, he said with a relaxed smile:

"How's the plan going?"

The middle-aged man was wearing a black robe. The whole robe had no other color. It was so dark that even light seemed to be absorbed. The throne behind him was even darker.

The face of the middle-aged man looks very handsome, with long hair and shawl, but there is a vertical blood red line in the middle of the eyebrow.

Although he was smiling, the middle-aged man's breath was still incomparably cold. There was no smile in his eyes, which was completely an indifferent look.

Van Yan had already bent down. The middle-aged man's questions made him sweat all over.

"It seems that the plan is not very smooth!"

The smile on the middle-aged face gradually disappeared. He looked at Van Yan and said faintly:

"I knew you wouldn't take advantage of anything. Tell me!"

Fan Yan did not dare to hide anything. He sweated and told the whole story. When the middle-aged man heard that Yang Qiu could kill 78 Mahayana peak masters in one fell swoop during the golden elixir period, his face finally changed.

He stared at Fanyan with an expressionless face. Although he was separated by an unknown distance of tens of thousands of miles, his eyes made Fanyan feel like the top of the mountain.

Van Yan was stiff, and the beads of sweat fell one by one from his forehead and hit the ground.

The middle-aged man suddenly smiled gently, two strange flames flashed in his eyes, and then said faintly:

"I see. You didn't do anything wrong. I won't blame you. Follow your plan!"

Relieved, Fanyan immediately agreed, and then told the situation of emperor Shiyan and nun Shura again.

The two flames in the middle-aged man's eyes gradually turned into flames. He stared at Fanyan for a long time. After he was sure that Fanyan didn't dare to sow discord in front of him or had other thoughts, he said faintly:

"Don't worry about them. Just do your own thing. Of course, if they want to do anything to you, you're welcome."

At this point, the middle-aged man was silent for a moment, and then slowly said:

"It's all good calculations and good means. Emperor Shi Yan deliberately shows weakness, and nun Shura deliberately takes refuge. After taking the news from your mouth. You should have known it long ago. "

Fan Yan hurriedly explained:

"I know, but they are really hateful, and I think they will destroy my plan. Then, you...!"

The middle-aged man waved with disdain and said indifferently:

"I'll do it."

"What did you say?"

The speaker widened his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man:

"You... Can you really do it?"

Don't wait for middle-aged people to speak. Fanyan hurriedly said:

"What do you want me to prepare? Come here, the rules of the world...! "

The middle-aged man shook his head and said in an extremely strange tone:

"There are many loopholes in the rules of the origin of the world. Naturally, I won't have any problems. You should remember three things. First, keep a close watch on Yang Qiu, Emperor Shi Yan and nun Shura. Once there is something you can't judge, return immediately."

Fanyan immediately agreed respectfully, and the middle-aged man said directly:

"The second thing, you should try your best to divide the emperor Shiyan and nun Shura. They don't matter, but once the people behind them join hands, I'm not sure of winning. Once we plant some divisive causes and effects between them, we have a lot of opportunities."

"The third thing is the most important. You must remember that you must grasp the whereabouts of several ancient Buddhas hidden on the original star as much as possible. When I cross the border, we can not only get Jianmu and land, but also cut off those reincarnated ancient Buddhas, and we can get their merit and virtue Buddhas. Hum, so, It won't waste our hard planning. "

Van Yan looked pale. He stared at the middle-aged man. The cold sweat that had stopped came down again.

He didn't expect that the middle-aged man's plan was so terrible.

It's crazy to plot several reincarnated ancient Buddhas.

The middle-aged man stared at fan Yan and said with a bad look:

"What? Are you afraid? "

Fanyan immediately woke up and shook his head. The cold sweat on his head was like rain:

"No, no, no, i... no, I'll keep your instructions in mind."

The middle-aged man pretended to smile easily and said faintly:

"Don't worry. As we all know, this time, the vast majority of the three thousand Buddha masters will fall. Few can really be handed down and rebuilt. There is only one result for others, that is, fall. We find them and get their merit and Buddha fruit before they wake up. It can be regarded as ending their pain as soon as possible."

After breaking the communication with the middle-aged man, fan Yan waved to remove the prohibition, and then fell down on the ground, sweating like rain and paralyzed.

He was frightened by what the middle-aged man said just now, and his legs softened. He didn't have the strength to stand up for a long time.

The middle-aged man's plan is really terrible.

Dare you plot against the Buddha behind his back?

Van Yan reached out his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead and stared at the door. He didn't know why. A strange smile gradually appeared on his face.

You calculate me, I calculate you, everyone, just calculate each other.

Fan Yan did tell the middle-aged man everything, but he concealed the cause of the duel and the fact that Yang Qiu had divine materials in his hands.

More importantly, he concealed another thing, that is, Leng Aoxue is the awakened peacock king Buddha.

If you can make a surprise move when Leng Aoxue's own consciousness prevails, won't you be able to get the merit and virtue relic of the peacock Ming King Buddha?

In that case, even if you are not qualified to inherit the throne of Peacock King Ming Buddha, how much benefit can you get from this merit relic?

The smile on the corner of Fanyan's mouth became more and more brilliant.

In his heart, or in everyone's heavenly family heart, everything must be measured by a standard.

That standard is two words, that is - interest.

With interest, loyalty? family affection?

Shit!