: 688, all the sound assassinations are your weakness

688, all the assassinations of your sounds are your weakness. "Sister, what happened to her?" The moon smashed the sleeves of the Emperor of Heaven, and looked worriedly at the snowy face that was crying on the Vatican scale. My heart was anxious. .
Prince Tianfan’s gaze closely looked at the unusually bright fog on the stage, and his heart was puzzled. However, the head of the Fanyin did not move, and he had to look at it first.
In the dark, Xue Yihan looked at the front with distressed feelings. He changed his face and walked out from the dark.
Just as he was going to the front, the head of the Fanyin suddenly raised his hand and tapped a glimpse of the aura, patted the back of Xueyan's head.
The misty face that had been crying all the time suddenly heard the voice of the head of the Fanyin, and he let her continue.
Mingwuyan wiped his tears hard and forced the railing to move on...
After two more steps, the tears of Mingwuyan stopped, but the harsh sound from the ear made her want to scream.
A stun came and her body fell from the Vatican level...
"Ah..." The onlookers exclaimed in unison.
Just when everyone thinks that Xue Yan’s sister is sure to fall badly, the spiritual power of the support is from the various directions below, and catches the Xueyan sister who fell down...
The same shot saved his apprentice's Tong Lao and Fan Yin's head, and looked around in the same way...
At the head of the Fanyin, when he discovered that there was Tianfan and Fanhe in the rescue of Xueyan, he had a touch of fun in his eyes.
However, apart from them, there seems to be a more powerful invisible force nearby. Who will send it out?
When Guanyin looked around, Guan Lao had stepped forward to check his little apprentice. He was relieved when he found that her body was not hurt, only a short fainting.
Tong Lao gave his little child a medicinal medicine, and took a circle with her eyebrows in the eyebrows. The bright fog suddenly woke up.
She licked her own eyes and she let out a sigh of relief when she found that she could still see things.
It’s a good risk, she just thought she had a problem with her eyes.
The door of the Fanyin came over, and the gentle way: "Where is the snowy skull, can you feel uncomfortable?"
Mingwuyan knew that she had just fainted. She stood up, looked at herself, and shook her head. "Now everything is fine."
But when she walked on the Vatican scale, she felt really bad.
Fanyin’s head nodded.
Come, Xue Yan’s head, try again, and go with the teacher to accompany the Vatican.

Mingwuyan has some nervous words: "Master, I..."
"Come on, don't be afraid!" Fanyin took the lead in the first step of the Vatican and then stared at him.
I looked around in the fog and looked around. When I felt the smell of snow is still cold, she took a deep breath and walked up the Vatican.
The people in the Vatican who looked down at the bottom did not understand what it was. How did this Xue Yanmei tried a Vatican scale, and it had already unfortunately fell down, now how to go again?
Mingwuyan did not know what the Fanyin head wanted to do, but he was careful to set foot on the Vatican scale.
After a few steps, the Mingwuyan feels good. The Fanyin head also determines that there is no other situation in this girl. No use of spiritual power, but no obstacles.
He continued to move forward. When he reached the tenth step, the door of Fanyin stopped and stood there waiting for his little apprentice.
Although Mingwuyan was somewhat worried, she set foot on the tenth-order Vatican scale. As before, she was black in front of her eyes and could not see the road at all. So she stopped again and helped her hand to the side. Look for the railing next to it.
"Snow Yantou, what do you feel now?" Fanyin did not find her eyes invisible, only that she seemed uncomfortable, the physical strength of the body also fluctuated, but her body was not obstructed.
The fog is very whispered: "Master, I can't see it. I saw the darkness in front of me. It was just like this."
Van Gogh’s head is a glimpse, can’t see it?
He carefully examined it with spiritual power. This came here. He really did not encounter any resistance. He was silent for a moment and suddenly smiled.
"I probably know what is going on for the teacher."
Saying, the head of the Fanyin has imposed a special enchantment on the Van Gogh stage. This is another way: "You are a clean and powerful soul, and the soul is not dusty. It should be the most suitable for the practice of the Sanskrit." As the teacher teaches you now, you have to remember."
Saying, the head of the Fanyin began to explain to her the essentials of the voiceless decision, and began a formal preliminary study...
Mingwu Yan listened carefully, studied hard, and explored the moment in the dark for about a quarter of an hour. She found that her sight was recovering a little. The dark world at the beginning seemed to be unveiled, on the sky. The light is shining into this dark world a little bit...
People who are waiting to see the excitement are whispering when they find that they can't see anything.
"You said how the Van Gogh head will apply the enchantment and release the spiritual fog. Is there something wrong with Xue Yan's sister?"
"It shouldn't be, Xue Yan's sister has a problem, and Tong Lao will not stand on the cents of Sendai..." "Is it difficult, is the Fanyin head teaching the skills of Xue Yan's sister-in-law?? Xue Yan's sister is learning Fanyin secret. Surgery?"
When someone said it, someone immediately replied, "How is this possible, she is still a freshman, the foundation is not well done, what secrets can be learned..."
After a while, everyone was silent and looked at the front inexplicably.
After standing in the crowd, Xue Yihan also looked at the front quietly. His sight was completely ruled out. When he saw the Chaos baby safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief and stood and watched like everyone else.
The people around were not found at all, and they stood by a mysterious savage king.
After half an hour, the eyes of Mingwuyan finally recovered the light. She looked around and saw the changed appearance at a glance. The snow standing in the crowd was cold.
She rubbed her eyes, why is it so far, can she see it?
Fan Yi’s head saw his little apprentice seem to be able to see things. He smiled and said:
Come, follow the teacher and continue to move forward. This clear voice will only control you to see the initial emptiness, and then practice harder in the future.

"Yeah." Ming Mist Yan turned his head and continued to move forward.
After two steps, her tears suddenly fell out of control. She looked at the door of Fanyin with tears. "Master, I am so sad, I can't control my tears..."
The head of the Fanyin silenced for a while, and suddenly sighed. "People who practice the voiceless voice often have a kind heart and a clean heart, and you also have a sorrowful heart, if you use the voiceless decision, do not do it. To coldheartedness and control your emotions, then all the assassinations are your weakness. You may defeat a spiritual master, but you can't hide all kinds of sounds and assassinations. So, next, You should have a feeling of dizziness when you go to the Vatican scale..."
After the Mingwu Yan listened, he nodded a little depressed, because the master said it was a fact.
"Snow Yantou, go up one step, dizzy and told me." Fanyin's head made another decision.
Although the child may suffer a lot from the practice of the Sanskrit, if she works hard, her achievements are immeasurable. Not to mention the younger brother, but for himself, he will also cultivate this gimmick.
Mingwu nodded and continued to go up, only to stand, she felt the uncomfortable sense of dizziness, she quickly supported the railing next to it, "Master, dizzy!"
The head of the Fanyin stuffed a black stone into her hand and whispered: "You take it, take a step and take it all the way."
Although Mingwuyan did not understand what the master was doing, he still followed the black stone in his hand and walked forward.
This stone is very magical. Every time I pinch it, she doesn't feel dizzy when she goes up. Therefore, her self-confidence is also rising. Unconsciously, she has finished the whole test scale and went to the place where the spar is graded.
The head of the Fanyin nodded with satisfaction and said: "Go ahead, every step, pinch twice."
Mingwu Yan looked at the door of the Fanyin and looked at the ladder with the heavy restrictions. Hesitantly said: "Master, is this going on?"
Fanyin head nodded, "Yes!"
Mingwu Yan thought, go up, not to be shot out!
However, the master let go, she decided to give it a try. She pinched the black stone on her hand and then walked up cautiously. When she found out that she actually went up, she stopped.
After a while, she immediately pinched two stones and continued to go up. After several dozens of steps, she found herself blocked by a force.
The door of the Fanyin waved her, "Let's go!"
After that, he removed the encirclement and spiritual fog around him and led his apprentice back.
When the people below found out that Xue Yan’s sister was down from the spar stage, they both opened their eyes in surprise and didn’t understand what it was.
At this moment, a person emerged from the crowd. He seriously looked at the several heads that appeared at the same time: "Hey, I just heard someone say that this Xueyan sister is talented and has eight doors. The possibility of repairing, can she let her try other fairy steps?"
Fanyin looked at the ice night wearing a filial piety, thoughtfully said: "No, she only has two drugs: Van Gogh and Sanskrit!"
"Vatican brother, you let the little girl try it, I am also very curious, whether the Fanmen really will have eight fellow initiates." Fan Jianmen suddenly came over and looked serious.