Ji Wufeng knelt down on the ground, crying and said, "Zhao Wuzun, it's really gone. Now you're useless even if you kill me... My Ji family's treasures are all in this underground treasure house!"

Zhao Fan looked down at the other party. He did not look like he was hiding it, but luck still existed. Where did the Ji family come from?

He pondered for a few seconds, and then asked with a flash of inspiration: "Get up and talk, I will ask you, are there any secret rooms in Ji's mansion?"

"Yes, this one is." Ji Wufeng stood up obediently and said without hesitation: "Just under the mansion of the head of my family, there is a seclusion secret room opened by his ancestors, but there are tables and chairs in it except for the four walls, and there are no things next to it."

Zhao Fan asked again: "Why are you going to retreat here? You also set your address specifically at the head of your home?"

"I don't know if I'm down." Ji Wufeng shook his head and said in confusion: "According to my grandfather, the feng shui there is good, and the improvement speed is twice as fast as outside, but he can't stay in it for a long time. If he's over a month, he will be unable to bear it. Therefore, geniuses in the clans of all generations will go to seclusion at the critical moment of breakthrough."

"oh?"

Zhao Fan's heart moved. It's a big deal to improve Feng Shui well and improve it quickly. There is definitely something strange about this seclusion secret room. Could it be that luck is there? After a moment, he said, "I want to go over and take a look, don't you have any objection?"

"No, no." Ji Wufeng said very alone. Anyway, there is nothing to take in that place, so what if it is destroyed by Jiangzhou Martial Master? In contrast, it is best to protect the entire Ji family for the sake of today. If the Ji family, which has been passed down to this day, is ruined during its term of office, then the crime will be really serious.

Soon, Zhao Fan led Long Baobao to the backyard of the head of the family mansion with Ji Wufeng.

There is a well here and there is water below.

The first second when Zhao Fan stood by the well, he sensed the spiritual energy of the world underground, which was higher than the concentration in the air outside. There were probably some treasures that had not been discovered by the descendants of the Ji family. He asked, "The seclusion room is underground?"

"Yes." Ji Wufeng introduced respectfully: "I jumped into the well water, about thirty meters deep. After diving down, there was a horizontal passage. After walking in for more than twenty meters, there was no water. There was a seclusion room."

"I hope what you said is true."

Zhao Fan glanced at Ji Wufeng lightly, then looked at Long Baby and said, "Wait here."

"Jiuchi~~" it shook its head, indicating that it wanted to go down the well with it.

"Oh well."

After Zhao Fan untied the leash, each man and a dog jumped out of the well. The splashed water jumped out of the well and patted Ji Wufeng in the face.

The head of the Ji family raised his hand to wipe the water stains on his face and prayed: "Oh my God, let this little ancestor leave quickly. If this continues, the Ji family will be turned to the sky..."

...

Downhole.

Zhao Fan and Long Baby drove straight into the bottom of the well. As Ji Wufeng said, there was a horizontal passage. He swam inside with Long Baby. After a distance, a hazy white light curtain appeared in front of him.

Zhao Fan tentatively pulled his hands deep, and the other side was very dry, without any water!

It can be seen that the light curtain blocks and isolates the well water.

This is a formation, such means are definitely not something that warriors can possess, and they are determined to be a cultivator!

The Ji family is a martial arts family. Either the ancestors had a cultivator or the cultivator with other surnames opened a seclusion secret room here.

Zhao Fan thought for a while, and then walked through the white light curtain in front of him with Baby Long and came to the secret room.

This seclusion secret room is about 100 square meters, and Ji Wufeng really didn't lie to him, except for the tables and chairs, there are four walls.

The wall has three sides that are smooth, but the side facing the light curtain is carved with reliefs, like a dragon.

Zhao Fan sensed it for a long time, but didn't find anything worth mentioning. The dragon carving on the wall was just a relief sculpture with a slightly better knife skills. He stood under the bottom and watched for a long time, touched it with his hands, and injected the power of the dragon yang, without any abnormality.

This secret room is indeed full of spiritual energy in heaven and earth, but there is no way to distinguish where it originates.

"Can you say that there was an error in my induction of creation, and there was no Ji family at all?" Zhao Fan developed self-doubt. He focused on his mind and decided to leave.

In the past, the great fortune lineage of heavenly masters made mistakes in the Creation Sensing Technique, and it was not without a precedent.

Things like fortune cannot be forced, and they can be obtained as they happen.

Since you don’t have the chance and don’t belong to you, it’s no matter how much you go for a vain and you’re not losing anything.

Zhao Fan, who had practiced the Heart Sutra of All Things, had a state of mind that was different from the past, and then he felt relieved. When he was about to take the dragon baby away, he suddenly found it standing under the wall with relief. He raised his head and looked at the dragon-shaped relief on it.

"Baby Dragon, I'm leaving." Zhao Fan said with a smile.

"Chirp!" Baby Long turned his head and pointed his front paws at the dragon-shaped relief while watching him, looking very anxious.

Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Hmm? Did you find something?"

"Chir!" The dragon baby flapped his wings, his fat body rose from the ground, touched the dragon-shaped relief head with his claws, and then ran to Zhao Fan when he landed on the ground, bit the corner of his clothes with his mouth, and pulled it to this side.

Zhao Fan asked, "You mean I'm going to touch the dragon head too?"

"Chirp!" Baby Long nodded.

Zhao Fan said in confusion: "But I touched it before, but I didn't find any difference."

The dragon baby shook his head. Because he couldn't speak, he was so anxious that he used his two claws to gesture in the air.

Zhao Fan looked at him without blinking, but he didn't understand.

"..." The dragon baby stopped speechlessly. It has evolved for the second time. Its front paws can touch its head, so it scratched its avatar with its claws and was thinking.

After a minute, the dragon baby thought of a solution. It showed its sharp teeth, rushed over and bit Zhao Fan's wrist, and then let go.

"It hurts..." Zhao Fan looked at his wrist, and was bitten and blood fell drop by drop.

He asked inexplicably: "Baby Dragon, what's wrong with you today?"

"Chirp!" The dragon baby shook his head at the dragon-shaped relief on the wall, then shook his front paw and made a false pressing action.

"Let me apply blood on the dragon head?" Zhao Fan suddenly realized.

The Dragon Baby blew out with disgust and thought to herself that these two fools had finally gotten enlightened.

"Then I'll try." Zhao Fan took the index finger of his other hand, dipped it in the blood of his wrist, and applied it to the dragon-shaped relief head.

What’s strange is that when the blood is touched by the faucet, it is absorbed completely without any trace on the surface!

"What then?" Zhao Fan turned his head and looked at Long Baby, and it said that he would continue to apply.

So, Zhao Fan began the blood-sucking journey that he felt distressed and was looking forward to.

The dragon-shaped relief statue comes without any rejection, and absorbs as much as it is painted, just like a bottomless pit!

Five minutes later, Zhao Fan applied about 1,000 CC of blood!

What is this concept?

One liter of blood!

What's more, it's the blood of the great fortune master!

It can't be more precious than gold...

If Zhao Fan was willing to sell blood, he would at least be able to exchange for a huge sum of tens of billions of dollars!

He stopped temporarily in trouble and asked, "Baby Dragon, are you sure it is useful to apply blood?"

"Chirp." The dragon baby nodded, instigating the master to continue donating blood, and, looking forward to the dragon-shaped relief.

Zhao Fan was skeptical and squeezed blood in his body with the power of Long Yang, urging to the wound on his wrist, and he applied blood again. The more difficult it was to trigger it, the greater the luck, and he was also competing with this dragon-shaped relief at this time...

500CC!

1500CC!

It's already 3000CC in total!

Normally, a person will lose 800CC and lose his face and lose his hands and feet. When he loses 1200 to 1500CC, his life will endanger!

In the middle stage of the elixir formation, even though his physical condition was different from ordinary people, he could not resist it after consuming three liters at once. Now he is almost unable to stand firmly, his body is weak and his spirit is weak. If it weren't for the support of the Dragon Yang Golden Pill, he would have fallen into a fainting.

Therefore, Zhao Fan decided to apply 500CC again. If it doesn’t work, give up!

No matter how lucky you are, can you be more powerful than life?

He simply cut his fingers and directly activated the blood to inject it into the dragon-shaped relief.

When I made an appointment to send another 300CC, suddenly, the entire wall buzzed, as if it was the sound of a seal breaking. This fell into Zhao Fan's ears as pleasant as the sound of nature.

After he withdrew his hand, he stared at the Dragon Baby.

I saw a dragon-shaped relief, and I was actually struggling slightly!
Chapter completed!