Chapter 233 Want to leave Kyoto

Seeing Fan Xian who had understood clearly, Guo Baokun stopped talking and hurried on, approaching the suburbs.

"Here you go, calm down your mind now. Although your breakthrough this time can be said to be a natural one, you still shouldn't be careless. You must know that everything is unexpected." Guo Baokun stopped and asked Fan Xian to meditate with all his heart in the sky. Calm down your emotions and prepare for a breakthrough. Don't take it lightly.

Fan Xian nodded, sat down cross-legged, and adjusted his breath first to calm his mood. The Pure Yang Sutra was tailor-made by Guo Baokun based on Fan Xian's characteristics. It has a Taoist calming effect and can effectively prevent him from going crazy. Therefore, with the circulation of Qi, everything that Fan Xian experienced today was thrilling and could hardly affect Fan Xian's mood. He felt calm and extremely calm. Fan Xian opened his eyes, which were calm and without any disturbance.

"Okay, you can make a breakthrough now with peace of mind!" Guo Baokun looked at Fan Xian, who was still calm, and nodded with satisfaction. It seems that the Pure Yang Sutra is very effective in calming the mind, and for someone like Fan Xian who is too extravagant. Just right.

fan Crash down and march forward triumphantly.

Guo Baokun watched Fan Xian break through with all his strength and felt the aura emanating from Fan Xian's body was getting stronger. Knowing that Fan Xian's breakthrough went smoothly, he relaxed and waited quietly.

After a long time, Fan Xian stopped and woke up. He slowly opened his eyes, and a white light seemed to flash in the dark room. This was the electricity generated in the virtual room, which meant that Fan Xian's mental power had greatly increased, his true energy had surged, and it was cultivation. For the performance of great progress.

"Yes, you are now qualified to fight Yan Xiaoyi. Although you still lose more than you win, at least you won't be crushed. You can barely be called a master!" Guo Baokun rarely said to Fan Xian He nodded, reluctantly acknowledging Fan Xian's strength, but the disgust in his eyes made Fan Xian completely dissipate the excitement of his recent breakthrough.

Ninth-grade masters are already high-ranking figures in various countries. Even if they don't have official positions, they can still become the guests of major dignitaries by virtue of their cultivation. Think about the fact that the second prince Li Chengze, as a nobleman of the royal family and the proud son of heaven, is only Xie Bi'an. As a personal bodyguard, even Chen Pingping, the dean of the Institute of Inspection and Examination, only has Shadow, a ninth-grade master guard. This shows that the status of a ninth-grade master is not worth mentioning in Guo Baokun's eyes, no matter how much it is. It is difficult for a ninth-grade master to cause trouble to Guo Baokun.

Fan Xian's initial feeling of joy after his breakthrough disappeared under Guo Baokun's contemptuous eyes. He reorganized his mind and threw the pride of his small achievement into the corner. I know his abilities, but compared to Guo Baokun, they are really not worth mentioning. There is really nothing to be happy about.

"I'm still much worse than Yan Xiaoyi. Today's fight between you and Yan Xiaoyi made me understand that if I fight against him, I will definitely die!" Fan Xian recalled today's peak showdown again, his face was heavy. In his mind, he exchanged places with Guo Baokun, imagining that if he faced Yan Xiaoyi and fought against him, no matter how hard he tried, he would be unable to defeat Yan Xiaoyi, and it would even be difficult to save his own life.

"Not bad, you are self-aware, but you should not underestimate yourself. Your strength is growing rapidly now, and soon you will be on an equal footing with him." Guo Baokun patted Fan Xian on the shoulder and gave him a few words of encouragement. Fan Xian His talent is definitely no worse than that of Yan Xiaoyi, and even exceeds it, so Guo Baokun's words are not to comfort Fan Xian, but to tell the truth.

Fan Xian smiled confidently and nodded to Guo Baokun. He was unusually arrogant and looked extremely unbeatable, "I think so too!"

Guo Baokun couldn't help but have a dark look on his face. Fan Xian can't be nice to him, otherwise he will open a dyeing workshop for you, and he has no sense of humility at all.

"Okay, you can go back!" Guo Baokun didn't want to play tricks with Fan Xian, and directly waved Fan Xian to get out and stop making him angry in front of him.

"Okay, let's go then. I'll buy you a drink!" Although Fan Xian was severely beaten by Guo Baokun, he still couldn't stop him from being happy after his strength improved, so he wanted to invite Guo Baokun to have a drink together so that the two of them could celebrate their cultivation. for a breakthrough.

"I got some jars of good wine from Dean Chen. According to Dean Chen, it was left by my mother!" Fan Xian was very generous and prepared to take out the good wine he had collected to entertain Guo Baokun. You must know that in this era, Due to technical limitations of wine, the strength and clarity of wine are difficult to compare with modern society, and the jars of wine in Fan Xian's hands are indeed fine wines brewed by Ye Qingmei, a science and engineering girl, who have been distilled And fermentation, the wine color is clear, and the alcohol content is much stronger than the wine of this era. Although there is still some gap between it and the high-quality liquor in modern society, it is already the best liquor of this era, and with the death of Ye Qingmei, this Pi Baijiu has been out of print, and only some people from the original still have a small collection of it, which can be said to be a huge collection.

"I mean you can go back by yourself, I won't go back!" Guo Baokun shook his head and rejected Fan Xian's invitation. He was not fond of wine, so he was not very tempted, and he had already planned to do something. , it can be regarded as the last step to clear away the threat for Fan Xian before leaving.

"Then you are planning to stay here tonight. Well, tomorrow I will bring some wine and we can celebrate. After all, we have never had a drink together before. It's really a bit outrageous!" Fan Xian didn't understand what Guo Baokun meant. I just thought that Guo Baokun would not go back tonight, so I was planning to celebrate tomorrow.

"I mean, I want to do something before I leave this world. Maybe this is the last time we meet!" Guo Baokun turned around and opened the door. At this time, the sky had reached dusk, and the red light of the sunset shone through. The lush branches and leaves of the passing trees shone on Guo Baokun's body, as if covering him with a layer of clouds.

"Are you not ready to say goodbye! What to do if Ruoruo, what to do with your father, and what to do with all the people who care about you?" Fan Xian looked stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing, and anxiously took two steps outside the house and arrived. In front of Guo Baokun, he asked Guo Baokun, after all, how could Guo Baokun leave without saying goodbye to Fan Ruoruo, how could he be so heartless, and not even give him a chance to see him one last time.

Sorry, a lot of things have come together recently, including work, family and relationship problems, so I won’t complain to you about these bad things. I had hallucinations while driving today. When waiting for a red light, I always felt that the car was moving backwards crazily. After waiting for the green light to turn on, I didn’t dare to start the car. I was too tired, so I updated late and didn’t save it. I'm writing the manuscript.

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