Chapter 1505： Completely blinded

The one who came here to look for Chen Fan was a deacon of the sect.

Seeing the person who opened the door for him at this time, the deacon froze for a moment, and swallowed unconsciously.

Looking up, in front of him was a golden armored warrior nearly ten feet tall.

Of course, the deacon knew that Chen Fan was afraid that he was practicing the technique of throwing beans into an army. Many disciples in the sect were practicing this technique.

The deacon also gets involved more or less.

But it is just because of the dabbling that this is only shocking!

Others practice the art of throwing beans into soldiers, they are used to attack and defend, and the worst is to involve the enemy, so they are naturally easy to escape.

But today's Chen Fan, he can control the Golden Armored Warrior to open the door for himself!

"How could it be possible? Is this the golden armored warrior who has the power to open a stele and crack a stone? Why didn't the door be crushed by him?"

The deacon screamed frantically in his heart, and kept asking himself, why is Chen Fan different from other people in his use of casting beans to become a soldier?

You must know that although this technique carries the word "soldier", it is not a real soldier of flesh and blood after it is cast.

To put it bluntly, this is just a humanoid puppet, who can't think, let alone control his own power.

Therefore, if anyone wants to cast a bean into a soldier and summon a golden armored warrior to open the door, there may only be one final result.

Either the door was crushed, or the caster couldn't control the golden armor warrior to make such tiny movements.

And this almost certain thing, this time, I just made a mistake in front of him. Chen Fan in front of him broke two things at the same time.

Not only can he control the golden armor warrior to make such tiny movements, but he can also ensure that the door will not be destroyed!

With this alone, Chen Fan can proudly and the entire Tinglanzong disciple!

And this kind of thing was something he didn't expect.

For a long time, Chen Fan thought that he had come here to listen to Lanzong, with nothing except the memory of his soul and body.

But in fact he overlooked one thing.

That is the terrifying ability to control spiritual power, as well as heinous micro-operations, which have long been deep into the soul.

It is impossible to cover up even if it changes a body.

As we all know, after the Golden Armored Warrior is formed, it is impossible for it to find someone to attack on its own. After all, it is not a puppet, but a clone.

Therefore, after the release of the technique of throwing beans into a soldier, it is still necessary to use spiritual power to control it.

This will test the personal level, and everyone may be different.

There is no doubt that Chen Fan considers himself second in terms of spiritual manipulation ability, so no one dares to be the first.

After all, from the beginning of his practice, Chen Fan has been extremely fancy about spiritual compression and control.

There is too much time on this.

This is commonly known as laying the foundation, and his foundation is stronger than a rock, so facing people of the same realm, he is naturally fearless.

Today, Chen Fan didn't know that his manipulation of the Golden Armored Warrior to open the door had shocked the deacon so much. In fact, he always thought it was normal.

"I don't know what is going on when the deacon arrives, please sit down and drink a cup of tea to moisturize your throat."

When the deacon was invited to the table, Chen Fan also sat next to him. During the whole process, Chen Fan was also distracted and manipulated the golden armored warrior to help make tea.

The deacon was excited again.

He just looked straight at the golden armoured samurai whose hand was as big as a paw fan picked up the teapot little by little, took out the tea leaves little by little, and poured water.

In every movement, he felt that the tea cup and kettle might shatter in the next moment, but every movement of the golden armor warrior was well completed.

Not long after, I even poured a cup of fragrant tea for both Chen Fan and the deacon. The smell was refreshing, with a different fragrance.

And looking down at the pot of tea made by the golden armored warrior, the deacon was completely blinded.