Chapter 1500： Ask heaven

After returning to his home, Chen Fan originally wanted to go directly to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to start the next round of practice.

Just looking at the scroll lying peacefully on the table, there was a sense of curiosity in his heart.

After all, it was something that Mu Lingsha admired so much, and it was still a visual map. Chen Fan wanted to see if there was any mystery hidden in it.

In this way, the visual map was placed on the table and slowly opened, and an ink painting came into Chen Fan's eyes.

The painting depicts a white monk on a top of the world, with a rustling white robe, single-finger sky, seeming to be looking at the world!

To be honest, Chen Fan was really shocked when he noticed this painting.

For a moment, my mind seemed to be sucked into the painting, as if my whole body and mind were washed away.

This feeling is mysterious and mysterious, and there is no substantial change, but it can make Chen Fan feel that he has changed differently from before.

As for what was different, he didn't know.

"This painting is really extraordinary. Although the white-clothed monk can't see his face clearly, he feels a bit like himself no matter how he looks. It seems to be immersive to feel the mood of the person in the painting at that time."

Chen Fanzai carefully observed that the time was forgotten. The sun rose and the moon fell. He thought it was just a moment of immersion in the painting, but three days have passed since the outside world!

Moreover, it was not himself who made Chen Fan sober again, but the sound of Han Qingyi's door slamming outside the door.

"call..."

After taking a deep breath, Chen Fan took a deep look at the visualization and muttered to himself: "The person in the painting single-finger the sky, it seems to have the meaning of asking the sky, it is really courageous, then this one Visualization will be called Wentian from now on."

After carefully putting Wentian away, Wang Qiang straightened his clothes and went to open the door to Han Qingyi.

"What are you doing here if you don't practice well at home?"

Inviting the other party into the house, Chen Fan poured a glass of water for Han Qingyi.

At this moment, Han Qingyi huffed and panted, as if very anxious. He didn't pick up the tea cup that Chen Fan handed over at all. Instead, he picked up the teapot and took a few big mouthfuls.

Only then did he breathe out: "Little Junior Brother, Senior Brother is back."

Hearing this, Chen Fan was a little surprised: "It's just that the big brother is back. What is so surprising that you need to run in such a hurry to tell me?"

"It's not that simple!" Han Qingyi organized the language slightly: "This time the brother came back with an injury, and it is said that the injury is not minor. After returning, he retreats and heals."

Chen Fan frowned slightly. He knew that Feng Shaohan had a reputation for eagerness and justice, not only in the sect, but also making friends all over the world.

And don't even think he is still a disciple now, but his cultivation level is no less than that of the older monks.

It's just that there is no registration and division in this era, and the means of fighting basically rely on the understanding of peerless magic, so it is difficult to distinguish from the outside.

It is like Chen Fan today, although his cultivation level is not high, but his swordsmanship has actually been cultivated.

Even against that cholera, it can be slashed with one sword!

In theory, as long as he can comprehend more powerful magic techniques, Chen Fan can even challenge Wu Chen to teach!

Of course, this is just a theoretical talk.

Such a powerful technique cannot be penetrated without a few hundred years in general. Besides, such a divine object has long been secretly detained by someone, so how can it fall into his hands?

In short, no matter what, Feng Shaohan is a first-class existence in the world, regardless of his contacts or combat power. How can he get injured when he goes out to practice?

And to be reasonable, Feng Shaohan should have returned to the sect long ago, after all, a big brother should not stay outside all year round.

But why did he stay for so long and was seriously injured when he came back?