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Chapter 1016 The Three-Year Covenant
After calling a few times, Jinlong seemed to be dead.

It just doesn't show up anyway.

Ye Fan wanted to drive him out, but now he was seriously injured and had to be healed first.

In this way, two days passed in the blink of an eye.

His injuries have also fully recovered.

Ye Fan changed into clean clothes and found that except for the special tattoo on his arm, it still existed.

He didn't feel anything himself.

But with a monster dragon staying in his body, he always had a big lump in his heart.

He took out his phone and found the chat box of Bull Demon King.

"Boss Niu, save me! I've been robbed!"

It was originally a shocking, weeping ghosts and gods asking for help.

But after waiting for a long time, there is no sign of any reply.

The critical moment is really unreliable.

Ye Fan complained in his heart.

And right now.

The disappearing golden dragon suddenly appeared.

"Boy, after watching you for a long time, I found that your cultivation foundation is extremely solid."

"Even Lingyuan is several times stronger than monks of the same realm. How can this be done?"

Ye Fan sneered.

Of course he didn't mean that what Lao Tzu practiced was the best Taoism in the world.

Not to mention that he has outstanding talent, but that he is the reincarnation of the former emperor of the demon world.

He said indifferently: "You may not know what hatred is! When I was divorced, I made a three-year contract."

"If I don't practice hard, I won't be able to tear that girl...no, that woman into pieces. With such a strong hatred, how dare I slack off?"

Jin Long bared his teeth when he heard that.

What a tiger's word.

There must be a limit to bragging.

What Lao Tzu asked was talent, but what you answered was diligence.

Can talent be caught up with hard work?

But he didn't want to point out Ye Fan either.

Instead, he continued: "So that's how it is, you and I both have hatred in our hearts! It seems that we are both fallen in the world."

Who the hell is like you?
Ye Fan felt contemptuous in his heart.

I live a happy life, but you are a hard worker who can only hide in the dragon-eating cave.

Like you, you might as well die.

"By the way, what did you take out just now? I saw the name of the Bull Demon King on it. Do you know him?"

"Hey, it's just a toy, write whatever you want."

Ye Fan estimated that Jinlong had been here for many years.

He probably didn't know about Qian Kun Yi.

So he didn't want to waste his time explaining.

"Oh, I see you haven't built a foundation yet, do you want to build a foundation?"

"Think, why don't you want to."

Ye Fan blurted out, making himself stronger, isn't that something he dreams of.

"you can help me?"

"No."

"Then what are you talking about?"

"You... this old man is at least a few thousand years older than you, so you can't respect me a little?"

Jin Long felt a little resentful.

"Although I can't advance your cultivation, I can help you condense your soul and improve your soul power."

"Really? Then please start your performance." Ye Fan said lightly.

Jin Long smiled slightly: "It's simple, you just open your mind, and this old man will help you improve."

"Fart, do you think I'll believe you?"

"Inferior deception, do you really think I will be fooled?"

"You still want to take my home, aren't you afraid of death?"

A trace of curiosity arose in Ye Fan's heart.

"Hey, don't get me wrong! I really want to help you improve, after all, we still have a long time to stay together."

"We will be in partnership from now on."

I've seen shameless people.

I've never seen such shamelessness.

Who wants to stay with you.

Ye Fan pretended to ask, "What kind of cooperation do you want?"

"I'll help you improve your soul power and cultivation, and you can do one thing for me. Okay?" The illusory Jinlong smiled evilly and raised his mouth.

Ye Fan frowned slightly: You really think I'm a fool.If you can't force it, change the policy of Huairou?

I believe you are a ghost, you are a bad old man, very bad.

But it is obviously unrealistic to drive him away now.

It would be nice if you could swindle something useful.

Jin Long narrowed his eyes, not disturbing Ye Fan who was thinking.

After a long time, Ye Fan's acting skills began to explode, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and said, "Okay, I promise you, but it must be within my ability."

The corner of Jin Long's mouth twitched, with a sly expression on his face, he said, "Okay! Hehe!"

"Actually, the soul attack you cultivated is pretty good, but in my eyes it's rubbish."

You must know that there are very few people who practice soul art.

Not only because soul art has its unique mystery, but also because soul art is difficult to practice, and it takes several times more time to practice it than to practice other arts.

But the tyranny of soul art is incomparable to other arts. It may not show its weirdness face to face, but it can be said to be invincible for sneak attack or assassination.

So Jinlong has been studying the way.

Naturally, he has his reasons for looking down on the soul attack transformed by the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord.

"Oh? Then give me one that's not rubbish. I don't like other people's bragging." Ye Fan shrugged.

"Hehe, good! I will surrender my sincerity now, but you also have to surrender your sincerity."

Looking at Jinlong's confident and calm face.

How could Ye Fan not know his wishful thinking.

After all, he never believed in the sky falling into the sky.

"What do you want me to do? Tell me."

"Hey, don't worry, it must be something you can do."

"I will help you practice soul art to improve your cultivation. As long as you work hard, it is not impossible to practice soul art, and there will be more unexpected gains."

Jin Long threw out an olive branch: "As for what it is, I won't tell you now, because you don't have the strength, and you can't help me."

"I'll tell you when you have that strength, how about it?"

I also want to cooperate for a long time.

I really laughed at my father.

Ye Fan rolled his eyes: "Okay, it's a deal. Then you can teach me how to practice."

"Hey, get ready."

Invisible energy burst out from the body of the golden dragon standing in front of him, his eyes were slightly closed, and the energy pressed towards Ye Fan with a wave of his hand.

"Boy, open your mind!"

"Just open up, pass it if you can, if you don't pass it, you will fall down."

This is Ye Fan's bottom line.

Who knows if the power left by him in his previous life will still appear?
If there is no more, then he will burp.

Even the soul was killed by others.

Jin Long was quite helpless.

"Okay, then I'll pass it on by word of mouth."

Immediately, an ancient voice sounded: "The so-called soul power is the power cultivated by the soul. The most mysterious place in every person is the soul. People have six reincarnations. If the soul is immortal, people will not die. Feelings come from the depths of your soul. the resistance there, and then grab that feeling and use that power."

"Today, the soul technique I want to impart to you is named—Golden Dragon Song."

Very low name.

It's also Jinlongyin, why isn't it called Jinlongyu?

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(End of this chapter)