Chapter 98 (1/2)

After a short span of time, the white tiger crossed a white line in mid air and fell down to the front of the seeking hole.

The whole movement is light and easy, which is in sharp contrast to the fact that it shoots at a high speed.

After Guangpu landed, he looked a little dull, and his eyes were full of shock: ”this, how can it be so fast?! It's more than ten times faster than my proximity to the world... ”

According to her method of being so close to the world, she can also reach the search hole quickly, but it takes at least ten times as much time as it does now, and it takes him nearly 90% of his energy to do so.

Luo Fu was shocked and elated. He laughed and said, ”of course, this is the magic weapon my father made for me. What little magic power can I compare with it?”

”It turns out that this is the magic weapon refined by the master in the future. It's great to be there...” Guangpu's face returned to normal and his eyes were shining.

”Come on, future younger martial sister, come on in with me. My father must be in a hurry!” Luo Fu said with a smile.

Then he took Guangpu's hand and ran to the cave.

When they got into the cave, they felt a dignified and friendly atmosphere, which surrounded them and made them both feel calm.

The two dragons, Aolai and Aoyin, who turned into the Q version of the Golden Dragon scissors, dare not keep the magic weapon state of the Golden Dragon scissors any more. They are shocked at the same time. In a flash, they turn into black and white lights, and they fall on the ground to become dragon men and women.

At that time, a yellow turban strong man came forward and led them to the place where Luo fan was.

”Fu'er, have you had a good time all these years?” Luo fan saw Luo Fu's makeup and jade carving, and his heart welled up with a cordial smile.

At the same time, he nodded to Ao Lai AO and AO Yin.

Aolai Aoyin bows down and makes a ritual. The figure turns into black and white light and condenses into a golden Jiaojian. It falls into Luo Fu's body and melts into it.

”It's not fun, Dad. You don't even accompany me.” Luo Fu, regardless of Aolai Aoyin's practice, just flattened his mouth to Luo fan's way.

”Ha ha You boy, you're making a fool of yourself. Zhou Shan has been stirring you up for a long time. I dare to have an opinion when I don't wipe your ass Luo fan flicks his finger gently, and the wave rings softly. Luo Fu covers his forehead and shouts with dissatisfaction.

”Your name is Guangpu?” Luo fan smiles and turns his head to ask Guangpu.

”Yes! Bodhisattva came here to ask the great immortal to accept me as a disciple! ” Guangpu knelt down in great excitement and exclaimed.

Luo fan smiles and raises her hand. The seal tattoo on the palm of Guangpu's hand breaks away from her palm. When she sees the wind, it grows and turns into a ten foot old image of buzhoushan, which is suspended on the top of Guangpu's head, emitting a grayish brown light.

”At the beginning, I realized from you the” summoning formula of the strong man ”and the method of forbidding the refining of weapons. I made a promise that if you would like to be my teacher in the future, you could cross over many obstacles to come here today, and I would never break my promise.” Luo fan's empty grasp, the three-dimensional seal script that looks like a mountain suddenly collapses, turns into a little bit of colorless and transparent energy, and its volume increases ten thousand times.

The volume of the cave has increased ten thousand times, but it does not show any crowding in the cave, nor can it make people feel any unnatural and mysterious.

These energy concussion a few times, then descend, rush into this woman's body.

”Bodhisattva, meet your master! May the master live forever Guangpu was overjoyed. Regardless of the energy, he bowed to the ground and worshipped luofan for nine times.

Luo fan nodded his head and moved his mind. All the energy that entered Guangpu's body immediately condensed into his elixir field and rushed into the seal script condensed by the twelve Dharma formulas he had collected in the past hundred years.

In an instant, the twelve rays of light rushed out of the Bodhisattva's Dantian.

These lights are all gray, but each gray is different, each containing mystery.