Chapter 1384: Do not use Qianlong

Zhuo Bufan separated a ray of divine consciousness and plunged directly into Shen Tong's divine sea. Shen Tong's eyes immediately showed a trace of confusion, and after a while, he withdrew his divine consciousness.

Sure enough, this girl didn't tell anyone about Flame Island, and even used the technique of sealing her own mind to avoid accidentally leaking her mouth.

After a while, Zhuo Bufan withdrew his spiritual thoughts.

Shen Tong's confused eyes instantly recovered their clearness. She glanced at Zhuo Bufan, knowing that Zhuo Bufan had only used such techniques as soul search on her.

It is necessary to know that the strength of Zhuo Bufan's soul is already infinitely close to a monk in the Golden Core Stage. Under the exploration of Zhuo Bufan's divine consciousness, Shen Tong hardly has any resistance.

"You are very smart."

Zhuo Bufan cracked his mouth and smiled and continued to walk along the tree-lined path towards the front.

Shen Tong's palms were slightly squeezed, and she was probed for her spiritual thoughts, just like stripping her own clothes. Although she was dissatisfied and even angry, in the realm of cultivation, the strong respected, her strength was weaker than Zhuo Bufan, even The entire Shen family was weaker than Zhuo Bufan, and there was no resistance at all.

"call!"

Shen Tong let out a long sigh of relief.

Secretly rejoicing in her heart, Shen Tong avoided the seriousness of what she encountered on Flaming Island, and remade a story to deceive her family. If she tells her family about Flaming Island and Zhuo Bufan, it is very likely that Zhuo Bufan will be angered. Let the Shen family be in danger of overturning.

Even for the ancestor in the family, Shen Tong did not reveal anything about Zhuo Bufan.

Withdrawing his mind, Shen Tong raised his head and continued to lead Zhuo Bufan towards the inside of the villa.

...

"Ancestor, this is Shen Tong."

Shen Tong and Zhuo Bufan stood at the door of a quiet room with black tiles and wooden beams, and Shen Tongqiao's face was a bit of awe.

"Come in!"

In the room, an old voice sounded.

Zhuo Bufan and Shen Tong entered the room. The room was very empty. Except for a futon, there was almost nothing, not even a light bulb. The only lighting was the candle holders placed in the four corners of the room, burning with fiery lights. Permeated bursts of strange fragrance.

"Fire Winter Stone."

Zhuo Bufan glanced around and found that the burning object on the candle holder was a very common lighting material in the cultivation world. Whether it was windy or rainy, the fire winter stone would not go out, and it would emit bursts of light. The fragrant smell has the effect of being attentive and calming, and when practicing, it will have an auxiliary effect.

"Ancestor."

Shen Tong stood still, bends down slightly, and said respectfully.

At this time, Zhuo Bufan saw an old man with gray hair and a childlike face sitting in the quiet room, his eyes closed, and the breath on his body was extremely weak, like a very ordinary old man who was going to die.

However, under this faint breath, there is a kind of explosive power like thunder and lightning.

The old man in front of him was the mid-stage condensing cultivator that Zhuo Bufan had discovered before coming to Shenjia Villa.

Shen Qianlong, the founder of the Shen family and the ancestor of the Shen family, can be said to be the grandfather of the grandfather of the grandfather of Shen Tong...

Even the Shen family didn’t know how old they were.

But Zhuo Bufan knew that the lifespan limit in the middle stage of the condensing period was 800 years, and Shen Tong's grandfather was obviously already approaching the lifespan limit. If he couldn't break through, he would surely sit down in two hundred years.

"Well, here it is."

Shen Qianlong opened his eyes, and in those seemingly muddy eyes, there was a faint glow of gleaming light.

"Ancestor, this is Mr. Zhuo. I had some fate with me in Sangguo, and I also had his help." Shen Tong whispered softly.

"Well, Mr. Zhuo, the hero is a young man!"

Shen Qianlong raised his head, his eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan's body, with a hint of appreciation.

"Clan Chief Shen is too acclaimed."

Zhuo Bufan said modestly.

"Since you helped me Shen Tong, it is a friend of my Shen family. I already know what happened just now. It was Shen Guanyang who made the mistake first. I will let him apologize to you. As for these few days, let Shen Tong accompany you. I want you to play around."

After Shen Qianlong finished speaking, he closed his eyes immediately.

Zhuo Bufan frowned, the old guy asked Shen Tong to invite him, but there was nothing to happen.

"Mr. Zhuo, let's go out and talk later."

Shen Tong said.

Zhuo Bufan nodded, and left the quiet room with Shen Tong.

After the two left, Shen Qianlong opened his eyes again, and this time a brilliant light flashed in his eyes.

"Isn't it him?"

Shen Qianlong frowned.

At the beginning of the mountain villa banquet, he faintly felt a trace of the power of divine thinking. At first, he thought it was his own illusion, but he immediately reacted. With his cultivation level and state of mind, how could he have an illusion for no reason.

Therefore, he asked Shen Tong to invite Zhuo Bufan over, and only then took a closer look. Zhuo Bufan’s cultivation was in the middle congenital stage. At his age, he could reach that level, either he had a powerful family or sect behind him, or It is to have a powerful master to help.

However, it was only the cultivation base of the mid-innate period, and he couldn't avoid his divine intent to probe himself. Therefore, Shen Qianlong felt that the person who had just probed his Shen family was not extraordinary.

As for a monk in the middle congenital mid-term, although powerful, Shen Qianlong hadn't taken it to heart yet, after all, the Shen family also had the existence of congenital monks.

...

"Mr. Zhuo, I promised you that if you can rescue me from Bentujigami, then I will give you a treasure."

Shen Tong suddenly said.

"Do you remember?"

Zhuo Bufan cracked his mouth and smiled. He really didn't care about it. After all, he hadn't seen any treasures based on his knowledge, besides, what treasures could be brought out by a small Shen family?

"Although I'm just a little girl, I'm not inferior to your men. I still understand the truth."

Shen Tong glanced at his lips and strode towards a room in Dongyuan, "That's my room, you follow me in and take a look."

Zhuo Bufan frowned his sword eyebrows, a hint of curiosity arose in his heart, not knowing what ‘great treasure’ Shen Tong would produce.

The outside of the room is very classical, but the inside is very modern decoration, with the unique fragrance of the daughter's boudoir.

"Mr. Zhuo, look at this thing, whether it can be worth your kindness to save me!"

Shen Tong gritted Xiao Yinfang, seemingly reluctant to give up. When he opened his palm, a peculiar scent suddenly spread, filling the entire room.

"this is...."

Zhuo Bufan glared, and squeezed a formation in his hand, covering the entire room to prevent the leakage of the strange fragrance and prevent others' spiritual detection.

I saw a small earthy yellow flower in Shen Tong’s tender little hand, covered with an earthy yellow halo, as if it were a lifelike flower carved out of stone, with three petals in total, and the strange fragrance is on it. Exudes.