"You''re a good sleeper, boy. I came early in the morning, but I waited for you for more than an hour."
The Lord of the old hall came forward slowly and said with a hoarse smile. His bright eyes also stayed on the young face of long Bufan. He immediately vaguely noticed the spirit breath of long Bufan''s deliberate convergence. His old face immediately showed a look of surprise and said, "your spirit seems to have increased a lot than yesterday."
Because the cultivation of long Bufan is only a realm different from that of Yang Laodian master, without spiritual knowledge exploration, Yang Laogen could not see that long Bufan''s Tianling cave in the sea has condensed two spiritual runes.
"I ate a Wanling fruit, so it increased a little." long Bufan said with a light smile. It was no secret that the matter of Wanling fruit had caused a dispute with Zhang Jia and others as early as yesterday. As for the spirit seal, the dragon is extraordinary, but he didn''t say it.
After so many deeds, long Bufan has gradually formed the habit of doing things first-hand. He doesn''t want too many people to know his cards and means.
"I see. The increase of spiritual power plays a good role in the future impact on the divine realm."
The Lord of the old hall Yang seemed suddenly. After looking at long Bufan deeply, he admonished him earnestly: "but don''t be proud. I know you have a lot of means. It''s just luck that you saved yourself from Zhang Huayun last time."
Long Bufan spread his hand and said with an indifferent smile: "sometimes, Qi is also a kind of strength."
In this world, there is no absolute fairness. He has always been a pragmatist. As long as it is beneficial to himself, whatever he is, or nothingness, is a symbol of strength.
Moreover, his luck is not just pure good luck. He can resist Zhang Huayun''s powerful offensive again and again. In fact, he depends on his cards and many means.
And these cards are not obtained for no reason. Who can know how much hardship and price he has paid behind in order to obtain these.
"Indeed, strictly speaking, good luck is also a part of strength." Yang Laodian master made a hoarse laugh. He didn''t refute what long Bufan said, but recognized it.
Soon, the Lord of the old hall Yang pondered a little and continued: "the Deacon is the most risky and rewarding disciple in the temple Pavilion. With your talent, you only need to latent for two years. At that time, your ability will catch up with and surpass Zhang Huayun."
Long Bufan''s expression was indifferent and silent. His eyes flashed, but he sneered: "two years... If he fights again now, he can''t help me."
Lord Yang looked at long Bufan and saw that the other party didn''t seem to respond. He shook his head and said: "So in the past two years, you should try your best to be smooth and bear it if you can. I believe you are not a reckless person. Let''s go. Now I''ll take you to the inner area of the island. It''s time to report to the Deacon hall. After registering the identity information, Lord Bai Weng wants to talk to you alone so as not to keep him waiting."
As soon as the voice fell, Yang Laodian didn''t delay any more. His body moved slightly, he flashed into the air, and then stepped into the air in the distance.
Seeing this, long Bufan also quickly swept up with Xiaobai. With the old figure in front of him, he was also very curious about the core area of the temple Pavilion like a restricted area.