The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation Chapter 1500: Wen Tian

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After returning to his home, Chen Fan originally wanted to go directly to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to start the next round of practice.

Just looking at the scroll lying peacefully on the table, there was a sense of curiosity in his heart.

After all, it is something that Mu Lingsha admires so much, and it is still a visual map. Chen Fan also wants to see if there is any mystery hidden in it.

In this way, I placed the visualization on the table and slowly opened it, and an ink painting caught Chen Fan's eyes.

The painting depicts a white-robed monk standing on top of a tenth-century summit, with a rustling white robe, single-finger sky, seeming to be looking at the world!

To be honest, Chen Fan was really shocked when he noticed this painting.

For a moment, my mind seemed to be sucked into the painting, as if my whole body and mind were washed away.

This feeling is mysterious and mysterious, and there is no substantial change, but it makes Chen Fan feel that he has changed differently from before.

As for what was different, he didn't know.

"This painting is really extraordinary. Although the white-clothed monk can't see his face clearly, he feels a bit like himself no matter how he looks. It makes people feel like the person in the painting was in the mood at that time."

Chen Fanzai carefully observed that, this time he even forgot the time. The sun rose and the moon fell. I thought it was just a moment of immersion in the painting, but three days have passed since the outside world!

Moreover, it was not himself who made Chen Fan sober again, but the sound of Han Qingyi's door slamming outside the door.

"Call..."

With a sigh of relief, Chen Fan finally took a deep look at the visualization, and muttered to himself: "The person in the painting single-finger the sky, it seems to have the meaning of asking the sky, it is really courageous. Then this visualization will be called Wentian in the future."

Carefully put Wentian away, Wang Qiang straightened his clothes and went to open the door to Han Qingyi.

"Why don't you come to me for a good practice at home?"

Inviting the other party into the house, Chen Fan poured a glass of water for Han Qingyi.

At this moment, Han Qingyi was panting, as if very anxious, did not pick up the tea cup that Chen Fan handed over, but picked up the teapot and took a few big mouthfuls.

Only then took a breath: "Little Junior Brother, Senior Brother is back."

Hearing this, Chen Fan was a little surprised: "Big Brother is back, what's so surprising that you need to run in such a hurry to tell me?"

"It's not that simple!" Han Qingyi slightly organized the language: "This time the brother came back with injuries, and it is said that the injury is not minor. After returning, he retreats and heals."

Chen Fan frowned slightly. He knew that Feng Shaohan had a reputation for eagerness and justice, not only in the sect, but also making friends all over the world.

Also, don't even think that he is only a disciple now, but a monk whose cultivation base is better than that of the older generation.

It's just that there is no registration and division in this era, and the means of fighting basically rely on the understanding of peerless magic, so it is difficult to distinguish it from the outside.

It's like Chen Fan today. Although his cultivation level is not high, his swordsmanship has already been cultivated.

Even against that cholera, you can kill it with one sword!

Theoretically speaking, as long as he can comprehend more powerful spells, Chen Fan can even challenge Wu Chen to teach!

Of course, this is just a theoretical talk.

There is no such a powerful technique for hundreds of years. Generally speaking, it is impossible to penetrate. Besides, such a divine object has been secretly detained long ago. How can it fall into his hands?

In short, no matter what, Feng Shaohan is a first-class existence in the world, regardless of his contacts or combat power. How can he get injured when he goes out to practice?

And to be reasonable, Feng Shaohan should have returned to the sect long ago, after all, a big brother shouldn't stay outside all year round.

But why did he stay for so long and was seriously injured when he came back?