Invasion of all races, integration of all things, crazy upgrades

Chen Fan never expected to have such a terrifying skill, and suddenly condensed it.

I don't know who created the Golden Bamboo Method, it has terrifying power, and it evolved into a power that can destroy the world.

I was very excited, the stronger the better.

There is no unscrupulous waste of time, after all fusion, the retreat is over.

When he woke up, he didn't open his eyes immediately, but stimulated the seeds of spiritual consciousness and released the spiritual consciousness.

In an instant, everything within a hundred meters around was captured in his mind.

I actually found someone in the room doing something indecent and loving.

I also found that Heizi and others were trying to adjust their breathing, and there were no waiters walking back and forth.

It should be late at night!
Opening his eyes, two white rays of light shot out instantly, almost piercing through the opposite wall.

Suddenly a pair of small eyes appeared in front of him, staring at him firmly.

"Ok?"

Chen Fan flipped back and landed on the bed.

Golden turtle!

The big golden tortoise with a radius of six meters raised its head and stared at him closely.

"What are you doing? Your retreat is over?"

I was taken aback, when the consciousness was emitted, I didn't see it.

Is it possible to block the observation of divine consciousness?
That would be horrible!

The golden turtle retracted its head and said directly:

"Hurry up, Mr. Gui, I'm going to starve to death. How long has this been in seclusion? How did you completely forget the passage of time?"

This time, it's not about conveying mental fluctuations, but actually speaking.

It made Chen Fan stare round his eyes, and said:
"No, you can talk now? The harvest is huge this time? What good things did you get in the magma?"

When asking questions, he had already stood up and picked up all the golden bamboo knots on the bedside table.

I also don't know how long it has passed, it should not be more than a month.

It didn't exhaust all the energy stored in the body, just to absorb the golden bamboo method.

The golden turtle had already walked outside first, and said in its mouth:

"This time the harvest is huge, don't care what Mr. Gui got, go and fill your stomach first. I'm starving to death!"

Never mentioning what I got, just want to go out to eat.

The distance between walking rapidly shrinks and gradually turns white.

The most important thing is that there are many mysterious lines on the back, which can be vaguely seen to be the shape of a monument.

Monuments are phantoms that cannot be seen clearly.

It shows that it can show this kind of power without using the hole cards at the bottom of the box.

"Well, you did get a lot. Just in time, I want to eat too!"

Just as he walked out of the room with the golden tortoise, there were guarding subordinates outside to greet him.

Respectfully said:
"Young master, what are your orders? Do you need to call the patriarchs to get up?"

He should be a member of the Golden Lion Clan, blond and blue-eyed, very beautiful.

More in line with the definition of beauty.

It's just that there is a faint golden layer on the skin, which can be distinguished at a glance.

Chen Fan said directly:

"Call the patriarchs and ask the restaurant to prepare more food. How long have I been in?"

He thought that it would be better to return the golden bamboo knots in his hand to these patriarchs.

In case a section is missing, it may cause unnecessary trouble.

The other person pressed his wrist quickly, and a bell rang in the next guest room.

The patriarchs, Lu Changkong and the others who were doing breath-adjusting meditation all woke up and came out of the room.

With these war kings around, no one who is not open-eyed would dare to rush into the hotel.

Especially at this moment when they appeared in the corridor almost at the same time, Lu Changkong and the others almost fell to their knees on the spot under the pressure.

The phantom image of the monument behind the golden tortoise became much more solid, and a pair of small eyeballs looked around at everyone.

It seems that he did not expect so many masters to appear.

Chen Fan remained unmoved, and stood still, holding the Golden Bamboo Technique in his hand.

The voice of the alien woman sounded in his ears:

"My lord, you have been in for seven days and seven nights. I will order the restaurant to prepare the food, and it will be ready soon!"

She did everything, and completed three tasks in just one sentence.

Chen Fan nodded and said:
"Well, go get busy."

"Patriarchs, take your things back, let's go to the restaurant together. Chat while eating!"

After he finished the last sentence, the eleven patriarchs at the scene restrained their momentum and stepped forward to take back their own golden bamboo knots.

His eyes were full of admiration and shock for Chen Fan.

He has undergone great changes again, his breath is long, and the momentum outside his body is more vigorous.

The most important thing is that that ethereal breath seems to be about to ride the wind and go home.

Even though he was wearing extremely ordinary clothes, he still gave people the feeling of being exiled.

A feeling of worship arises involuntarily in my heart.

Especially Yao Guang and others felt this way, much stronger than before.

Chen Fan didn't know, he greeted everyone and said:

"Let's go, let's talk in the restaurant."

The little beetle was silent this time, not daring to talk nonsense.

Floating on the edge of Chen Fan's right foot, he walked to the restaurant step by step.

In his heart, he was calculating the time, and felt that the time said by the female alien was wrong.

If it's only seven days, I shouldn't be so hungry.

However, in front of a group of masters, he really didn't ask.

A group of people rushed to the restaurant in a mighty manner, but they didn't make any noise, which would not attract the attention of hotel guests.

When you arrive at the restaurant, a luxurious private room is ready.

In addition, some ready-to-eat confectionery and biological meals are all ready.

Many patriarchs couldn't wait any longer, and their eyes fell on Chen Fan with fiery eyes.

At least it was more than a month better than last time, and it came out in just seven days and seven nights.

After Chen Fan sat upright, they all apologized and sat around with him.

Chen Fan wasn't too hungry, he ate a few pieces of biological meat symbolically, and went straight to the point:

"I know, you have been waiting for the results of the deciphering. I will tell you this first!"

"I have to say, there are more golden bamboo knots, and it's easier to understand what's inside."

"However, it is still obscure and difficult to understand. How much benefit you can get depends on the individual's comprehension and aptitude!"

"Because everyone's golden bamboo knot is different, and the direction of dabbling is also different, so the benefits obtained will not be discussed separately."

"I hope that the ability of my subordinates will become stronger and stronger. Maybe with the passage of time, I can see more things!"

He explained the premise that because there are many golden bamboo joints, it is more coherent and easier to decipher.

With that said, everyone nodded in agreement.

The thirteen people are very clear that the master will never favor one another and increase the rift between them.

Only by standing on the same starting line can we see everyone's aptitude and talent.

The golden tortoise's small eyes rolled around when he heard it, not knowing why.

It didn't see Chen Fan checking the Golden Bamboo Festival, he was obviously closing his eyes and adjusting his breath to improve his strength.

Could it be that he had already comprehended the content?

These big fools!
It was sold and counted the money with a smile.

Thoughts were spinning in his mind, and he ate all kinds of food quickly with his big mouth.

No longer limited to the brain.

And when Chen Fan started to talk about the content of the Golden Bamboo Technique, its big mouth stopped, and its small eyes widened.