Chapter 5: Old relationship with your ancestors

The middle-aged man's body shook violently as if struck by lightning.

If the boy had only eavesdropped in the dark and learned the four words "Calculating the Sky Five Fingers", he would never be so shocked. The key is that the boy actually revealed the secret names of the first three fingers, and he had never understood the ancient rule that the third finger could not travel the world. He had never told anyone, so how could the boy know it for no reason?

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Then, the middle-aged man's body shook violently again, his head roared, he stared at Yang Fan who was getting closer and closer, or more precisely, at Yang Fan's footsteps.

I saw that wherever Yang Fan passed, within a radius of five meters, the withered grass turned green quickly from yellow, making the whole world lively and full of hope.

Yang Fan's footsteps were not fast for more than ten seconds, and the new green land and the green land that had not yet withered connected, and he came to less than two meters in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man came back to his senses, his eyes full of doubts, and then he found something even more shocking - the weeds that were withering rapidly around him actually stopped withering at this moment.

Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged man stared at Yang Fan, who stood with his hands behind his back and a calm face, and said: "Who are you? How do you know my master's teachings?"

Compared to the inexplicable stop of the weeds withering, this was the issue he was most concerned about.

Yang Fan did not answer, but recited a mantra that sounded like a heavenly book to ordinary people.

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, his eyes were instantly full of brilliance, and his inner energy was surging so much that his sleeves were surging: "How do you know the mantra of 'Calculating the Sky' -"

The last word was about to come out, but he swallowed it back. He stared at Yang Fan with wide eyes, and his body trembled slightly because of shock and excitement.

Because he found that the mantra Yang Fan had recited had reached the third finger, and some of the mantras in it were not in the mantras he knew.

At such a close distance, Yang Fan keenly sensed the middle-aged man's biofield. Seeing that his biofield fluctuated abnormally, his eyes moved and he suddenly stopped chanting. His eyes glared like an angry king, and he shouted coldly: "Don't kneel down!"

In an instant, his own biofield was distorted, and a terrifying aura like a demon burst out from his body, instantly seizing the mind of the middle-aged man who was trembling with anxiety.

"Boom!"

The middle-aged man's face turned pale instantly, and he almost subconsciously obeyed Yang Fan's order, kneeling down with his knees heavily.

After kneeling, he suddenly realized what he had done. Looking at Yang Fan, he was like seeing a ghost, and trembling: "Who are you?"

The aura exuded by this young man was too terrible. The middle-aged man traveled all over the country and met many strong men. However, even the innate strong men could not bring him such a terrifying aura oppression.

This kind of aura seemed not to belong to the human world at all, not to human beings!

In fact, just like a chameleon can simulate the color of the surrounding environment, the breath that Yang Fan exudes at this moment, or the simulated biofield, is indeed not something that humans can possess.

That is the breath that only gods and demons in the divine world can possess.

Although with Yang Fan's current control, the simulated breath is less than one ten-millionth of the real gods and demons, it is enough to dominate the world, and the middle-aged man has already lost his mind, so he is naturally unable to resist.

Yang Fan is very satisfied with the effect he has caused - never test human nature in extreme situations, because you never know whether you are testing a human or not.

In front of the imperfect human nature, even the purest angel may instantly turn into an evil devil.

Therefore, whether it is risking jumping down from the small mountain or simulating the breath of gods and demons now, it is all to produce a strong enough deterrent to the middle-aged man so that he dare not act rashly.

"Who are you, Li Qiankun?" Yang Fan stopped distorting his own biofield, and the breath of gods and demons disappeared instantly.

However, the middle-aged man was already shocked, and still felt weak, not daring to be disrespectful. When he heard the question, he was confused at first, and then his body shook violently, his breathing became rapid, and he said in a trembling voice: "Li Qiankun, that is the name of my sect's founder!"

At this time, his eyes revealed a kind of expectation and uneasiness.

Yang Fan's face relaxed slightly, and he said lightly: "I have an old relationship with your ancestors, get up."