Mr. Wu Liu's face stiffened.
He actually refused?
This was the inheritance of the formation map of the heaven-level illusion array, the best shortcut to becoming an illusion array master!
Back then, if this formation diagram had been placed in the outside world, countless people would have risked their lives to get a glimpse of it, but they would never have been able to do so.
But now.
This young man who looked like a gigolo actually rejected her without even thinking about it?
At the same time, he even had a face of disgust, as if he could not avoid it at all costs, for fear that if he refused it a little slower, he would be plagued with bad luck.
What was wrong with this world? Could he still meet some normal human beings with normal thinking?
Mr. Wu Liu was very hurt.
For the first time in hundreds of years, he took the initiative to give out the inheritance so enthusiastically, but he was actually refused by others!
Where could he go to reason with this?
Yang Fan grinned.
"Since cousin doesn't want it, just give it to me. Speaking of which, I haven't seen what the formation map looks like. I can take this opportunity to broaden my horizons. "
Yang Fan did not mind at all.
Regardless of whether it was valuable or not, in short, it was safe in the bag. Even if he could not use it himself, he could always find someone who could use it in the future.
There should be many people who would like the inheritance of the heaven-level illusion array.
As for whether Mr. Wu Liu still had other people's thoughts or schemes, Yang Fan was not worried at all.
It was just a Divine Soul Phantom. He could not wait for this old man to take the initiative to come to his door.
Speaking of which, the willpower just now only increased his spiritual power experience by more than 6,000 points, not even 10,000 points. It was really pitifully little.
Unfortunately, this old man was alert too quickly and stingy. Now, he was not willing to release even a little bit of willpower. It was very disappointing.
Hearing Yang Fan's words, the corner of Mr. Wu Liu's eyes twitched, and he tactfully refused, "There's no need for this, right? Yang Fan's illusion array attainments have reached the Perfect Realm, and he can condense the formation map himself. There's really no need to … "
"I said, I just want to see it." Yang Fan chuckled and interrupted Mister Wu Liu's words. He said calmly, "Since it's my reward for clearing the stage, you won't refuse my small request, right?"
The more the old man refused, the more curious Yang Fan became.
Just now, when he said that he wanted to pass it to Cousin Wang Zhe, this old man didn't have such an attitude of making excuses.
But now, when it was Yang Fan's turn, this guy began to refuse in every possible way, obviously unwilling.
Who would believe that there was nothing fishy going on?
Could it be that this old man was the same as the smelly Origin Spirit on Cousin Wang Zhe's head? He also liked to judge people by their appearance?
"This …"
Mister Wu Liu looked hesitant. The formation diagram inheritance needed to establish a spiritual channel between the two parties. His phantom needed to enter the space of the recipient's sea of consciousness to personally deepen the formation diagram inheritance.
If it was Wang Zhe, the gigolo, Mr. Wu Liu naturally had no scruples. Wang Zhe was just a loser of spiritual power who had only drunk less than one-third of the Big Front Door. His sea of consciousness space and the strength of his soul must be pitifully weak, which would not pose any threat to him.
But it was not necessarily the case for Yang Fan.
This was a ruthless person who could drink a whole cup of Big Front Door in one gulp. His sea of consciousness space had definitely exceeded 30,000 square kilometers. No one could accurately estimate the strength of his soul and the size of his soul origin.
If Yang Fan's soul origin was stronger than his phantom, he would be like a wolf entering a tiger's den if he rashly went in. It would be difficult for him to come out even if he wanted to.
Mister Wu Liu had no confidence in Yang Fan's character at all.
"Oh! Why does I suddenly have a stomachache? Or did I drink too much spiritual tea just now? Let me go to relieve myself! "
Mister Wu Liu suddenly covered his head and wanted to find an excuse to slip away.
Anyway, in any case, he didn't dare to enter Yang Fan's sea of consciousness space easily. It was too dangerous. He hadn't lived long enough.
The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched. You're just a phantom. You don't even have a physical body. Where did the stomachache come from?
"Old mister, if you have a stomachache, wouldn't it be more appropriate to cover your stomach?"
Mister Wu Liu quickly freed a hand and put it on his stomach. He looked at Yang Fan sincerely and thanked him. "Thank you for your reminder. I'm really old. My brain and hands can't keep up. I just realized that not only does my stomach hurt, but my head also starts to hurt. Oh, it hurts I so much!"
"I really can't take it anymore. I must go to relieve myself. Please help yourself. Goodbye!"
As he spoke, Mister Wu Liu covered his head with one hand and his stomach with the other. He ran away shakily and in the blink of an eye, he was 10,000 meters away.
That's right.
It was 10,000 meters away.
The few simple sceneries that could be seen at a glance just now began to expand infinitely the moment Mister Wu Liu began to run.
Outside the pavilion, there were mountains, rivers, and forests. At a glance, there was no end.
Mister Wu Liu's figure jumped out of the pavilion and directly went into the small forest next to it. When he appeared again, he was already on the mountain peak 10,000 kilometers away.
"He has a guilty conscience. This old man really has a conspiracy!"
Wang Zhe looked at Mister Wu Liu's escape speed, dumbfounded, and sighed softly.
He could run so fast with a stomachache. Who was he trying to fool?
"Yes, he definitely doesn't have any good intentions." Yang Fan nodded in agreement. "This bad old man thinks that we are easy to bully, so he has been trying to trick us."
That formation map was definitely not the real reward for passing the test.
This black-hearted old man must have taken advantage of their benefits again.
"However, with me here, he can't run away!" Yang Fan smiled softly and said, "Cousin, watch how I drag him back!"
Wang Zhe was so scared that he trembled and quickly stopped him. "Don't! Cousin, you have to be clear. Although that old man doesn't look like a good person, he is after all a King Stage. That will pressure just now was not a joke! "
"Since he has a guilty conscience and has secretly escaped, let's not continue to court death and provoke him, okay?"
Just now, Wang Zhe's little heart was so excited that it didn't jump out. If they dragged him back, what if the old man flew into a rage out of humiliation and really wanted to fight to the death with them? What should they do?
It was not worth it!
No matter how big the opportunity was, no matter how many benefits there were, it was not as important as the lives of these two cousins.
"Cousin, don't worry. I know what I'm doing." Yang Fan gave Wang Zhe a calm look. "That guy is just a Soul Shadow left here by a King Stage expert. The spiritual pressure just now was just a fox borrowing the tiger's might. It can't last long and doesn't pose any threat to us."
As he said, Yang Fan waved his hand, and the surrounding environment immediately changed.
The vast mountains and dense forests, the empty sky, and the warm and gentle breeze and sun all collapsed at this moment, disappearing without a trace.
Everything seemed to have returned to the beginning.
The pavilion, the rockery, the stone table, the teapot, the ancient pine, and the clear spring.
It was still the antique mountain path, and Yang Fan, Wang Zhe, and Mr. Wu Liu were still sitting opposite each other.
Mr. Wu Liu was dumbfounded.
He glanced at Yang Fan timidly and smiled awkwardly. "Look, look, look, I said that little friend Yang Fan's attainment in illusion is not inferior to that of I. In such a short time, he broke through Mr. I's illusion. It's really amazing."
If Yang Fan was a little bit worse than him before, now, Mr. Wu Liu could clearly feel that the gap between him and Yang Fan was rapidly narrowing. Now, it was not just a little bit, but only a little bit.
Mr. Wu Liu even suspected that if Yang Fan was given some more time, Yang Fan's illusion level would even surpass him and ride on the neck of this old senior.
"You're really a genius. I really have to admire you!"
Mr. Wu Liu gave Yang Fan a thumbs up and praised him endlessly, as if he had already accepted his fate and no longer mentioned things like neck and stomach pain.
"In this case, little friend Yang Fan doesn't need I's inheritance of the formation map. Specific rules and regulations will restrict a genius like you. Mr. I can't be your stumbling block on the path of illusion. "
"If I teach you now, it's not helping you, it's making things difficult for you, it's harming you! I's character is noble and pure. I will never do such a dirty thing! Today, even if you kill I, I will never pass the formation map to you again! "
Mister Wu Liu put on an expression of awe-inspiring righteousness, as if this old man was thinking for his sake.
In short.
He was unwilling to enter Yang Fan's Sea of Consciousness, and was unwilling to pass the formation map to Yang Fan.
"Is that really the case?" Yang Fan curled his lips and chuckled, "Are you unwilling to pass me the formation map, or you don't dare to enter my Sea of Consciousness?"
The minimum requirement to drink a full cup of ninth-level spirit tea was to have a Sea of Consciousness of 30,000 kilometers. Yang Fan believed that as the owner of the ninth-level spirit tea, Mr. Wu Liu should know better what it meant for him to drink the whole cup in one gulp.
Therefore, it was not difficult to guess why this old man was willing to choose Wang Zhe, who was not talented in spiritual power, and was unwilling to pass the formation map to Yang Fan.
"The reason why you chose Cousin Wang Zhe as the inheritance target, I'm afraid you don't have any good intentions, right?"
Yang Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at Mr. Wu Liu sternly, "Cousin Wang Zhe's spiritual power talent is limited. His Sea of Consciousness is not wide, and his Soul Origin is relatively weak. Whether it is devouring, controlling, or parasitic possession, it will be much easier, won't it?"
Mr. Wu Liu's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice with an unhappy face, "Little friend Yang Fan, you can't slander I's innocence without any evidence!"
"I, Mr. Wu Liu, have been open and aboveboard all my life. I have never disdained to do those things that seek personal gain and commit crimes!"
"Devouring, controlling, parasitic possession, not to mention that I don't know anything about it, even if I really know something about it, I will absolutely disdain to do it!"
His righteousness was awe-inspiring and his words were irrefutable!
It seemed that he was indeed open and aboveboard.
"Really?" Yang Fan curled his lips, "In that case, how about inviting you to my Sea of Consciousness for a chat?"
As he said that, Yang Fan moved his mind, and two spiritual chains with a pale golden light flew out from his forehead. Without any explanation, they directly wrapped around Mr. Wu Liu's Soul Phantom and dragged him into his Sea of Consciousness in a split second.
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