The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

"Good, good!"

The ghost Taoist showed satisfaction on his face, as if he admired Chen Fan's sword name very much.

Without looking down at the peerless murderous soldier in Chen Fan's hand, he kept muttering to himself: "Changsheng, Changsheng... is really a good name."

Chen Fan seemed to feel it, and the eyes of the ghost Taoist looked at him a little changed.

This feeling is mysterious and mysterious, and it is not clear at all. At the same time, Chen Fan has no real evidence.

But one thing is certain, that is, this look is positive.

He rubbed the longevity sword in his hand, and finally Chen Fan put it into the storage bag, then he clasped his fist at the hungry ghost Taoist, and said sincerely: "I don't know if there is anything that needs to be ordered from the senior, if not, the junior will leave. "

This was the last time Chen Fan asked the ghost Taoist.

He still doesn't quite understand the motives of ghosts.

Although it is now basically certain that the other party has no malice, Chen Fan does not like to accept this kind of futility.

That's why he insisted on wanting to help the ghost and Taoist also do something.

"You don't have to do this, when the time comes, I will ask you to help me."

The ghost Taoist put away the laughter on his face, gradually became serious, and took a deep look at Chen Fan and said: "Now, our topic is back to the beginning. I will give you a calculation. What do you think?"

Chen Fan was silent.

After a long time, he finally nodded and said, "Senior please give me orders."

"Remember, a person's life and death, strength and weakness, are nothing at all in front of the entire world, the most precious thing is memories."

"Only memories are eternal things that will last forever!"

The ghost Taoist muttered to himself, and then continued to Chen Fan: "Now...do you understand?"

At the beginning, Chen Fan's momentum did not understand.

After all, who suddenly came up with such an ambiguous statement, I am afraid that no one would understand.

Only after touching the eyes of the ghost and Taoist, Chen Fan suddenly blessed his soul.

I figured it out in an instant, the memory that the ghost Taoist said was about Jianxin!

The memories that last forever are not the bits and pieces that Chen Fan and Jianxin experienced back then.

The ghost is saying that if Chen Fan wants to restore Jianxin's memory, he must start with the memory.

Chen Fan suddenly enlightened, feeling that many plans had already emerged in his mind.

But when he looked up again, he found that the ghostly figure had disappeared, and Chen Fan didn't even know when he left.

Frowning his brows, Chen Fan was sure that the ghost Taoist must be a master.

And the cultivation base may even exceed Chen Fan's cognition!

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to be so calm in front of him.

So, is the ghost real fortune-telling, or did he come prepared this time and deliberately approach Chen Fan?

I'm afraid no one will know this.

Judging from the fact that he helped Chen Fan refining the Longevity Sword, Ghost Daoist was not malicious.

But suddenly mentioning Chen Fan and Jianxin's affairs, this is very worthy of scrutiny.

Chen Fan and Jianxin have been entangled with each other for a lifetime, starting from Kyushu and reaching the Great Heaven Realm, these things are probably only known by heaven and earth, you know and I know.

Now even Jianxin has forgotten.

So how does the ghost and Taoist know? Is it still impossible for him?

Chen Fan has no answer and no clue. Now he can only forget everything and concentrate on one thing.

That is to restore Jianxin's memory.

As long as Jianxin's memory is restored, the rest will be easy to say!

Chen Fan left, but he didn't notice. As soon as his front foot left, the ghost and Taoist figure gradually emerged.

He actually didn't leave at all.

It just used a special method to hide the figure.

Looking down at Chen Fan's back, after a long time, the Ghost Daoist sighed and finally disappeared in place, not knowing where he was going.