Duanmu Wan’er also frowned: “Yeah, brother Xiaofan, I noticed.”
“It seems that these two stone puppets should be immortal.”
“Immortal body?” Ye Fan was suddenly puzzled.
Duanmu Wan’er explained: “Brother Xiaofan, the world is so big that it encompasses everything. Some lives have extremely strong vitality. Even if you smash them to pieces or crush them, they can still recover quickly.”
“This kind of physique is called immortality.”
“These two puppets should be refined by the master of the Immortal Palace using some secret technique.”
“And, because they are immortal, they can guard here for thousands of years.”
“I’m afraid it will be very difficult to kill them.”
Duanmu Wan’er said in a deep voice.
“So Wan’er, is there really no other way?” Ye Fan was a little anxious.
If they can’t take down these two puppets, how will they enter the Great Hall of the Immortal Palace.
Duanmu Wan’er thought for a while: “It’s not that there is no way.”
“Since we can’t kill him, we don’t have to kill him.”
“Just tie them up.”
“In this way, brother Xiaofan, in my inherited memory, there is a secret technique called Qiansihuan.”
“Use Qi to turn into silk, use silk to lock the soul.”
“Brother Xiaofan, you can use this secret technique to trap them as long as you have mastered the Thousand Silk Entangling.”
“At that time, they will naturally stop blocking our way.”
Duanmu Wan’er suggested to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan was overjoyed when he heard the words: “Haha, Wan’er, you still have a way.”
Just do it.
Ye Fan immediately asked Duanmu Wan’er to write down the secret technique of Qiansitang, and Ye Fan immediately took it to practice.
“A hundred turns turn into thoughts, a thousand threads control the soul…”
In the courtyard of the Immortal Palace, Ye Fan pinched the formula with two fingers, chanted words, and practiced the secret art of winding thousands of threads over and over again.
Duanmu Wan’er was sitting by the pond, watching quietly.