Li Pan opened his eyes, looked up at the emptiness above his head, and then looked down at the Fagui in front of him.
He reached out and tucked the Sword Pellet, which had gone out but was still warm, back into his pocket.
I'm back...
Yeah, I came back as soon as I got it cleared up, Li Qingyun's place was really life-demanding, swamped with papers every day; Li Pan would rather be chased and chopped than take an exam!
But this is too mysterious...
This anytime, anywhere, is it really transdimensional travel?
Or is it really just a dream...
So which side is dreaming...
Li Pan scratched his head, thought about it, couldn't figure it out, and simply punched himself in the face, then spat out some blood and pulled out a tooth.
Then he took the bloody tooth and started to scribble on the handkerchief.
Drawing a talisman.
Not bad, although it's not wearable, predictable, or breakable.
But Mr. Xian did clearly explain to him the solution to the barrier.
