Chapter 866 What is the relationship between Bu Ran and the man in white on the mural?

Feng Wan was a little nervous for some reason. If this face was really the same as Buran's face that was as beautiful as Jiuhuang's, what did it mean?

Fat Nightmare, Bai Yu and other cubs were also very nervous.

Especially Fatty Nightmare, he was really looking forward to the face of the man in front of him being like Buran.

Feng Wan is already close enough, close enough to count the eyelashes.

The man in white, who was playing the piano with his head lowered, didn't seem to notice Feng Wan's approach, and still played the piano selflessly with his head slightly lowered.

[Master, let me go and take a look.] Fatty offered the invitation. He was really impatient.

【Okay, be careful.】

[Master, don’t worry, I’ll be fine. 】

Fat Nightmare bent her little fat legs and sat down in front of the piano table.

Since the man in white clothes playing the piano didn't raise his head, Fatty Nightmare lowered his head and looked over.

[Bu Ran, do you really have a way to see the insights and piano skills in this wordless book? 】

"Senior, this book is wordless. How can my master read the contents?"

The Tyrant Lion sent a message to Bu Ranfa with his spiritual consciousness in confusion.

"Ba Tian, ​​we were trapped in an illusion just now. Did you take action to break the illusion?"

He was young at that time and his cultivation level was still low, but he did not want to seek another master for himself.

"Why?"

In other words, the man in white on this mural may really be related to his owner.

Bu Ran's master was also a genius of his generation, but it was a pity that he was jealous of talents and died in a training.

The owner of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley should have been in the Tribulation Realm during his lifetime, so his cultivation experience is naturally very valuable.

"Xiao Wan, is he the person you found for me to inherit the mantle?"

"Buanwan, are you okay?"

"Your master will have a way to open it."

This remnant of my soul is about to dissipate, and I want to hand over this Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers to Xiao Wan before it disappears completely."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wordless book fell into Buran's hands.

Fatty Nightmare was a little discouraged [Master, his face seems to be blocked by something. I can’t tell why. In short, I can’t see clearly. I can only see a rough outline. 】

"Batian, it's like this..."

"Although the master of the younger generation has passed away, once he is a teacher, he will always be a father. The younger generation will not become a master again."

Tyrant Lion asked with concern, "Buanwan, what happened just now?"

The Tyrant Lion really guessed it. The owner of Wanhua Valley was impressed by Fengwan's spirit of being able to roll up at any time. Fengwan had passed his test.

【Yes, Master, I will definitely not let you down.】

It's just a matter of recognizing a master. It's not a difficult thing. It's just a matter of words.

"We didn't do anything. When we arrived, you were concentrating on meditating. What happened just now?"

Tyrant Lion shook his head.

Feng Wan just called Master Buran, and the owner of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley may have heard it.

It's not good to keep one's mouth clean, and he is extremely arrogant, but when dealing with his elders, he has always been polite and considerate.

"Batian please speak."

But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find a way to solve it. Even the fat nightmare, who is a nightmare beast, couldn't find it even after trying several times.

Tyrant Lion asked this question so well, but the cubs are still struggling with it.

Sure enough, Fu Ran refused directly.

Although Bu Ran was brought up by Zong Zhengxuan, his master was not his uncle.

This illusion only trapped her and had no intention of harming her, so she dared to practice with peace of mind.

Tyrant Lion has heard so much gossip, he is very shrewd.

Feng Wan stood up and greeted Buran and Batian Lion, "Uncle Buran, Batian."

Fatty looked left and right for a long time, but could not see the face of the man in white clearly.

Since he couldn't leave here for a while, Feng Wan didn't try anymore, but simply sat on the floor and started meditating.

"Buran, are you willing to become my teacher?

As long as you worship me as your teacher, I will pass on my lifelong cultivation experience to you."

As soon as Fat Nightmare finished telling the story to Tyrant Lion, the soul of the owner of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley appeared.

"Okay, okay, his name is Buran, right?"

"Here are my lifelong cultivation experiences and piano skills. I hope they will be useful to you."

"Ba Tian, ​​I can't answer this question for you. It's been too long, and I'm just a remnant soul, so I don't remember many things."

And next to him, stood the Tyrant Lion.

Since she doesn't want her to know who the man in white on the mural is right now, then she's not in a hurry. If he wants her to know, she will know sooner or later.

The owner of Wanhua Valley was deeply moved by Buran's words.

The owner of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley in front of him didn't forget as he said, but he didn't want to say it.

【Forget it then.】

"Thank you, senior, for your kindness, but I cannot agree to it."

Feng Wan no longer bothered with the face of the man in white, but instead tried to find a way to leave the illusion set by the White Bearded Valley Master.

I don't know how long it took before the Tyrant Lion's voice came.

After Bu Ran took over the book, he had a rough idea.

From the moment he saw Bu Ran, the owner of Wanhua Valley started to tremble slightly.

【That's good.】

Fat Nightmare recounted what happened after entering the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

Tyrant Lion asked Feng Wan and several cubs questions.

[Don’t be sad, Fat Nightmare, you will become stronger step by step. 】

"It's like this. We saw the mural in the palace and the man in white playing the piano. Does it have something to do with my master?"

Now that he is already a monk in the Mahayana realm, there is no need to become a disciple anymore.

The owner of Wanhua Valley said very confidently.

Wanwan can be practiced in the illusion. It is estimated that the Valley Master of the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley was also shocked, so he took the initiative to withdraw from the illusion.

If you can obtain these cultivation experiences, you can directly save hundreds or even thousands of years of cultivation.

But this is for ordinary people. If it is applied to Bu Ran, there may be changes.

"Okay, don't worry too much, you will know many things when you need to know them.

【Not a big problem.】

Bu Ran nodded slightly, "Yeah."

Since the death of his master, Buran has taken up the leadership of Holy Sword Peak alone.

"This junior is Bu Ran."

Feng Wan collected her spiritual power, raised her eyes, and saw Buran dressed in white standing in front of her with an air of immortality.

"Senior, I still don't understand something, please clarify."

Fat Nightmare blames himself a bit, is he too useless?

[Master, the master of the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley is really highly cultivated. I can’t break through the illusion created by just a ray of soul. 】

Tyrant Lion listened and nodded, and finally came to a conclusion.

"Yes, senior."

"Buran, I like your temperament. Even if you don't want me as your teacher, I will give you this book."

The owner of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley is obviously changing the topic, but it is very useful.

Feng Wan's cubs were immediately moved. It would be great if such a big Ten Thousand Flowers Valley were moved into space.

"Senior, tell me, let's listen." Fatty sat down obediently, as if he was all ears.

The owner of the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley thought for a while and said, "If you want to be able to see and touch the spiritual grasses and flowers in the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, you must first find the hundred-thousand-year-old spiritual grass that serves as the formation's eye."

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