Practitioner with the World Gate

Chapter 126 Welcome back, Lu Fan

Lu Fan had a cordial and friendly conversation with Black, and 'invited' him to eat a cursed date with enthusiasm.

"How does it feel, Mr. Sheriff."

After eating a date, Blake's face showed a long-lost relief.

A conscientious sheriff has performed many dangerous missions, and he must have suffered a lot of hidden injuries.

The mantra dates were eaten, which greatly repaired the hidden wounds in his body.

Of course, it won't work once, even if Lu Fan used the magic power of a year of Taoism.

"I think, this date"

Blake hesitated: "Is he magic?"

"Spell." Lu Fan shrugged: "I'm not trying to bribe you, I just want to tell you that professional matters should be left to professional people."

At this moment, a thin figure walked up the stairs.

"Use magic to deal with magic, welcome back, Lu Fan."

"Father." Lu Fan turned around and smiled.

"The things over there have come to an end for the time being. I wonder if your progress here is going well?"

Father pointed to Black: "Then you will have to ask him."

"Well, I guess it was an accident, or rather, not next time!"

Blake showed a rare embarrassment.

He claims that the thirteenth district is the safest place in the world, but in fact, if he hadn't insisted on putting those spells in the thirteenth district, the Holy Lord would not.
Seeing his expression, Lu Fan immediately guessed a thing or two: "Did you lose that talisman?"

"Dragon, sheep, pig."

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Hiss - you guys are really good at it!
Lu Fan couldn't help but pinch his teeth.

Of the twelve spells, only two have direct attack power, dragon and pig.

All lost.

Only two of the twelve talismans can make the Lord active, the rat and the sheep.

If it weren't for the rat charm in his hand, the Holy Lord would have been able to move at this moment!

Sheep can't bring the Lord back to life, but they can make him go out of his body.

With this in mind, Lu Fan directly opened his Dharma eyes and scanned.

"You don't need to look for Lu Fan, that dragon has come here once." Father and God said.

"Let's go down and talk, and let's talk about what this stupid sheriff has done!"

Embarrassment grew on Blake's face.

Everyone went downstairs in unison. Dad bought instant coffee and made hot tea, but deliberately didn't give it to Black.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little off, Lu Fan took the initiative to ask, "What happened?"

At this time, Blake sighed and took the initiative to explain.

"It's because I'm too arrogant. After communicating with Cheng Long, I mobilized my strength to actively look for the spell."

"I gave the Rat Charm to Xiaoyu on my own initiative, and she really hid it well."

"When the Lord sent someone to snatch the talisman, they took the dragon talisman away, but the tiger talisman was lost."

"Later, we shot again and again, but..."

"You?" Lu Fan looked at Black, and then at the darkened father.

"Hmph, daddy said long ago that we must use magic to deal with magic!"

Lu Fan suddenly understood.

It seems that Black took the initiative to attack through official channels, but in the end, the Holy Lord picked the peaches.

The old man continued: "That dragon is one of the eight great demons in ancient times, both in soul and body, it has extremely terrifying power!"

"Lu Fan, we may be in trouble."

Lu Fan was silent for a while, then shook his head: "No, Dad, you are very knowledgeable, and a mere crippled Holy Master is not a problem."

Under his observation, there are strange barriers everywhere around Papa's antique shop, presumably to prevent the Holy Lord's soul from raiding.

"By the way, Xiaoyu left me a letter saying that you are looking for the magic book, why Cheng Long was sent to New York."

Lu Fan deliberately led the topic like this.

Cheng Long was arrested, this plot point should be the snake charm.

"This is also the reason why I set up the barrier. Come with Dad, Lu Fan." Dad turned his head and left.

Blake was at a loss, like a big kid who has made a mistake.

Having seen the power of magic, he is no longer that blind materialist, so he must be embarrassed at the moment.

"Go ahead, Lu Fan, we can talk later."

Black scratched the back of his head and sighed: "I'm too arrogant. In fact, I came to get that charm today to prove that District [-] can do it."

"The system is different, you don't have to be so persistent."

Lu Fan was relieved, and then took the initiative to ask for Black's phone number: "I'll go there first, you have some hidden injuries, and you still need jujube treatment."

At this time, the old man urged: "Hey, Lu Fan, come and help the old man, it's hidden too high!"

"Here we come!" Lu Fan replied.

The old man began to regard him as one of his own, and also as a junior who came from afar.

Lu Fan made a phone call gesture to Black, then pointed to the old antique phone in the antique shop, then turned and left.

Black scratches the back of his head, sighs one last time, and pulls out his phone.

"Get that spell ready, I've found a safer place."

"Yes, it has been kept in the [magnetic field box] to prevent bad guys from finding him through sensors."

It's not that the thirteenth district has nothing to gain, but it's always impossible to really protect them after they succeed.

Lu Fan helped his father and took the thick magic book off the antique shelf.

"Hey, maybe Dad is getting old, and he really needs to find an apprentice."

He hunched over and hammered lightly a few times.

(Oh, it's not a sneer, it's a modal particle.) "Oh, it's still early." Lu Fan responded with a smile, and gave him some mana.

Feeling the heat, the father looked a little surprised: "Hey, is this a spell?"

"No, this is the foundation. In the future, Xiaoyu will also be able to massage you like this every day."

As soon as the words came out, the old man's hand paused.

His face was slightly relaxed, but a little complicated.

For such an old man, it is not an elder's act to test the younger generation.

But Lu Fan is too mysterious, no one knows his origin, and no one knows his past.

Dad dropped the subject and put the spellbook on the table instead.

There is no need to open it, the pattern on the first page is what Lu Fan wants.

"The masks of the Shadow Legion, Dad found the source."

The old man's eyes were slightly dignified, and he didn't even want to touch the mask pattern with his hands.

"Before we start, Lu Fan, you have to tell Dad what you want them for."

"Daddy's old eyes are not bad, your desire for this thing is far more than the charm!"

Talismans are just some powers, and after leaving the Holy Master, they no longer possess [good/evil].

Masks are different, if you are not careful, you will lose your mind, and even fall into the shadow kingdom.

From what Old Man knew, it was a very scary world.

"I need a helper that combines mobility, function, convenience, and intelligence."

"It's too cruel to use people instead. The places I want to explore are very weird and dangerous."

"They're immortal, just a magical creature, which suits me perfectly."

Lu Fan looked calm and spoke his true thoughts.

It wasn't until this time that the old man really felt relieved and nodded heavily.

"Father believes in you!"

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PS: The Encyclopedia of Black Magic originally belonged to the ghost king "Tara", but after Tara was sealed into a mask, this magic book was also sealed in the dark space where Tara's mask was located, but by chance, the Holy Lord not only accidentally Obtaining Tara's mask and absorbing the power contained in the mask, the Holy Lord has gained control of the ninja corps under Tara's command, and at the same time the magic encyclopedia is also his own.

The pattern on this magic book is not Nijia, but Tara, the general.

There is a Nijia mask in the treasure house of the Holy Lord's palace.

Like the Twelve Talismans, he only absorbed the first layer, which was Nijia's mask.

(End of this chapter)