Chapter 457 Because the Master Is Handsome!

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Wang Zhe was also very excited.

The spiritual cultivation base has been improving all the way, and it is so refreshing that he is a little overstimulated and wants to smoke.

However, after breaking through to the sixth-level Psychiatrist, he no longer dared to continue.

without him.

The consciousness sea space boiled and swelled, and the origin of the soul increased rapidly, and his egg shell was almost unable to cover the egg white and egg yolk inside.

If he continued to drink the Ninth Grade Spiritual Tea, the already nearly saturated soul source would definitely surge again, and by then, he would definitely explode.

snap.

Brains burst, and bloody fireworks flew. The picture was so beautiful that Wang Zhe dared not imagine it.

Although spirit tea is good, you have to do what you can, and you can't be greedy.

Not everyone is like Yang Fan, who has a sea of ​​consciousness space of more than 30,000 kilometers and can withstand the sudden surge in the source of the soul.

Wang Zhe didn't have a high level of spiritual talent, and the Sea of ​​Consciousness Space and the Origin of Soul can only be said to be at the bottom of the middle. It is already the limit to support him to advance to the sixth-level spiritual teacher.

Although Yang Fan can help him successfully advance to the barriers between different levels of cultivation, but there is no way to help him expand the scope of the sea of ​​consciousness space, that thing is born like talent, the size of the initial space determines the scope of the space No one can change the growth rate.

Wang Zhe's initial sea consciousness space is only about 200 kilometers. Even if he has been promoted to the sixth-level spiritual teacher, he has only increased the space range by more than 2,000 kilometers. Far.

Looking at the remaining half of the cup of Ninth Grade Spirit Tea in the teacup, Wang Zhe looked helpless. The saddest thing in life is this. The amazing treasures of heaven and earth and peerless delicacy are right in front of you, but He was overwhelmed.

No blessing to suffer!

Mr. Wuliu saw Wang Zhe's current predicament, and couldn't help but chuckled softly: "My little friend is not only super talented, but also has superhuman self-control, which I admire."

The old man is guarding the gate here, and he has seen too many warriors who are too greedy and greedy because of lack of greed and overreach. To waste.

It is rare to see a handsome and self-controlled warrior like Wang Zhe.

Of course, except for Yang Fan, who is so boring and has nothing to do. In Mr. Wuliu's view, Yang Fan is here to disrupt the situation on purpose, and he can't be regarded as a normal person who clears the customs and breaks the border.

Wang Zhe smiled wryly, feeling that the old man was deliberately mocking him.

If the talent is really extraordinary, why can't you even drink half a cup of tea?

As for the amazing self-control, are you sure you are not mocking him for being cowardly and afraid of death, not daring to take the risk?

Yang Fan raised his hand and touched Wang Zhe: "Cousin, really can't drink anymore? This is a good thing. One cup can increase 20,000 points of spiritual power, and one hundred drops of soul essence. If you can drink all of it, it is considered a It's not impossible to advance to the eighth-level Psychiatrist."

This is a unique opportunity, and it should not be missed by any Psychiatrist.

If Yang Fan had come across this kind of Ninth Grade Spiritual Tea earlier, he wouldn’t have to work so hard to improve his spiritual power little by little. Just a cup of this kind of Spiritual Tea could easily send him to the eighth stage. Level 9 or even level 9 Psychiatrist.

Even now, he has reached the level of a ninth-level Psychiatrist, and a cup of spiritual tea has provided him with nearly one-third of his promotion experience, which is simply amazing.

Wang Zhe shook his head with a wry smile: "You think brother doesn't want to drink? I really can't drink anymore!"

"I barely absorbed the refinement just now. Although the spiritual power has increased extremely fast, the source of the soul has already been sustained. If I continue, my head may explode!"

Yang Fan was stunned.

Can't help but glance at Mr. Wuliu with extreme contempt, this big fool, even talking about the correct tea-tasting posture with a shy face, doesn't it still depend on one's own strength in the end?

Insufficient strength, even if you lick it bit by bit with your tongue, you still can't drink a whole cup?

so.

For a genius like him, no matter whether he sips or sips heavily, the effect is the same, and he doesn't have to care about those details at all.

"Since you can't finish drinking, don't waste it, my little brother will put it away for you first!"

Yang Fan was not polite at all, and with a wave of his hand, he put most of the remaining spiritual tea in Wang Zhe's cup into his storage space.

In the space, time is dead, and any object entering it will remain still, retaining its most original state before entering the space.

Therefore, Yang Fan is not worried at all that the tea will expire. Naturally, such a good thing should be taken out for more people to enjoy.

Sometimes being a porter is actually quite good.

The corner of Mr. Wuliu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help pulling the teapot towards him. At the same time, he didn't pay attention to the correct tea-tasting posture, and drank most of the spirit tea in his cup in one gulp.

This kid doesn't even let others drink leftovers. He is worried that if he slows down a bit, he won't have any tea to drink.

Yang Fan frowned, feeling that he had been humiliated.

This old man really treats him like a thief to guard against him, it's really unreasonable!

With this attitude towards you, sooner or later my master will steal all your property, leaving nothing behind, heh heh!

It's so heartless!

"Mr.!" Yang Fan asked Mr. Wuliu softly, "There are two other companions who entered this place with us. I wonder when they will be able to break through here?"

Mr. Wuliu's expression turned, and he shook his head lightly: "If you want to come to this old man, you must meet two conditions, one is to exhaust all the spiritual power in the spiritual liquid in the bath, and the other is to subdue the thousand-year-old spirit guarding the bath. Body, I'm afraid there is no hope for your two companions."

The old man can see what he can think of.

Seeing a man and a woman still lingering in their own opportunities.

The male Cup Bow Snake Shadow was terrified by the thousand-year-old spirit body, and he was very energetic. Not to mention subduing the spirit body, he couldn't even do the simplest refining of spiritual liquid.

And that woman is a cultivating madman. After discovering that the spiritual power in the bath water was abnormally strong, she immediately concentrated on cultivating and concentrating on refining, ignoring everything from the outside world. big.

Even if she can finally refine all the spiritual power in the spiritual spring, she has already lost the best time to subdue the thousand-year-old spirit body.

It is impossible for these two people to reach the current level.

"Can't even Tian Feiyao do it?"

Yang Fan frowned, and couldn't help turning his head to look at his cousin beside him. Tian Feiyao is a spiritual master, with unfathomable spiritual power, and the strength of the soul is beyond the comparison of ordinary people. Even she can't easily subdue the thousand-year-old soul in the bathroom. Body, how did his cousin do it?

"I didn't do anything?" Hearing Yang Fan asked this question, Wang Zhe actually looked confused: "Is it so difficult to subdue a thousand-year-old spirit body? I just took a bath in the earth spirit liquid, This little guy jumped out by himself!"

"Don't say anything, insist on pestering me to play games with her, and rush to teach me a set of martial arts skills to speed up the absorption of earth spirit liquid, but as a result, she recognizes me as the master !"

"It's very simple, it doesn't cost anything!"

Wang Zhe spoke very sincerely.

But in Yang Fan's ears, it was full of pretending to be coercive one after another.

But knowing that Wang Zhe is naturally handsome and cool, he doesn't like to joke very much, and he has never seen him pretend to be aggressive, so Yang Fan is very puzzled.

Could it be that the thousand-year-old spirit that Cousin Wang Zhe met had a better temper and was easier to subdue?

Otherwise it doesn't make sense.

Wang Zhe is a warrior with qi and blood, and his mental strength was even less than 300 before. As long as his eyes are not blind, a creature like a thousand-year-old spirit body will generally not parasitize in his narrow sea of ​​consciousness space and recognize him as the master, right?

It's not that Yang Fan looks down on Wang Zhe, but it's the fact that the thousand-year-old spiritual body is more focused on the cultivation of spiritual power, and only the spiritual masters with naturally strong spiritual power are more attractive to them.

So Yang Fan really can't figure it out, what is the attraction of Cousin Wang Zhe, so that a thousand-year-old spirit can come out with him like this?

Is there any conspiracy in this?

Yang Fan glanced suspiciously at Mr. Wuliu on the opposite side. These people set up such a chance checkpoint to send spiritual liquid and a thousand-year-old spirit body. What is the plan?

There is so much kindness that there is nowhere to put it, and if you don’t give something away, you will feel itchy all over your body?

How could he not believe it?

"You don't have to look at this old man," Mr. Wuliu stroking his beard on the ground, and said in a low voice, "Just like you took Zhong Ling as your companion spirit body, all of this is the chance of this little friend Wang Zhe The reason is also a manifestation of your own strength, and has nothing to do with the old man."

"As for why Yuan Ling recognizes little friend Wang Zhe as the master, maybe you can ask her directly, maybe you will be pleasantly surprised."

Mr. Wuliu had a smile in his eyes, and seemed to be looking forward to it.

"Yeah, Xiao Yuan, I always forgot to ask you, why do you have to recognize me as the master?"

Hearing the conversation between Yang Fan and Mr. Wuliu, before Yang Fan could ask, Wang Zhe took the lead in pulling Yuan Ling out of his head, put it in front of his eyes, and asked her softly.

Yuan Ling blinked a pair of small eyes, looked at Wang Zhe stupidly, and replied naturally: "Because the master is handsome! Otherwise?"

puff!

Yang Fan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

This can be regarded as a reason. When did the thousand-year-old spirit body start judging people by their appearance?

Yuan Ling walked around Wang Zhe cheerfully, looked at Wang Zhe's cool and handsome face fascinatedly, and said with starry eyes: "The master is so handsome, so handsome that I can't refuse it at all!"

As she said that, the little girl moved closer to Wang Zhe's cheek, smacked and kissed her, with a satisfied expression on her face.

"This girl is born to love beauty, and refuses to be friends with all ugly people, hehehe!"

The little girl raised her head, glanced arrogantly and contemptuously at the old man on the opposite side and Yang Fan at the side, twisted her little butt, and got back into Wang Zhe's hair.

The faces of Mr. Wuliu and Yang Fan turned black at the same time, and they both had the urge to raise their hands and slap this thousand-year-old spirit body to death.