After all, it was the little girl, and she replied without thinking. "Not many. Only the ancestors and the eldest wife, the second wife, and me, four of them."

"Four people live in such a big place!" Xu Han asked in surprise.

"Not big." Duoduo said while pulling out the spirit grass, "You need to set up a formation. You need an alchemy room, a spiritual beast room, and a private warehouse of the ancestor..." This girl was also a clever ghost, and immediately became suspicious. She turned around and asked, "What are you asking about these things!"

Since this is the case, Xu Han did not mention going to Qingmen and lived in the village to prevent any cultivators from harming the people.

After passing Duan Anjingzi, a group of people went fishing in Ninghe, helped the villagers build houses, and worked hard to grow crops. In the blink of an eye, more than three months have passed, and what surprised Xu Han was that he did not go to cause trouble for the Qingmen, and the Qingmen disciples came to cause trouble for him instead.

The widest and deepest part of the Ning River is Ninghu, located in the middle of the tour. It is also the home of Jiaojing. Now Jiaojing doesn’t know where to go, but Ninghu has returned to its original scenery. Several fishing boats are floating on the lake, which is also popular. Xu Han has a sampan mixed in it and lying on the deck to bask in the sun.

Since he saw more than 200 villagers tragically dying, he has rarely spoken. Most of the time he is alone. Many things in the past appear before him, and too many people are implicated by themselves, such as Tianlei Mountain and Ninghe people, seemingly causing trouble in their lives. As he thought about it, he strengthened his determination to avenge Tianlei Mountain and must go to the Jin family again!

Lying lazily on the boat, the ice crystals on his chest jumped violently, reminding the monks to fly over. He opened his eyes and saw a few black dots parked at a height of ten thousand meters, and sighed, these people are really endless.

The black dots at high altitude gradually became larger, and four figures appeared, all wearing soapy green robes and falling rapidly. Ninghu Lake was quite large, and they were extremely fast. They chose a secluded place to fall, but no one noticed it. The three of them stopped on the lake, and the fourth man plunged directly into the lake, and after a quarter of an hour, they floated out of the water and shook their heads at the other three.

A short-mouthed man on the lake said, "Since the Jiaojing is not here, go and find the place."

Xu Han's sampan was ten miles away, but Bingjing helped him to listen to the conversation of the four people in a complete way. He asked in his heart what these four guys were looking for Fang Jian to do? Think about the clothes they were wearing very similar to those of the Qingmen disciple three months ago. Could it be that they were from the Qingmen?

The four people did not notice Xu Han, so they flew towards the shore. Xu Han deliberately leaked his spiritual power. The four people noticed the situation and immediately turned around and ran towards him. In the blink of an eye, they flew toward Xu Han in a circumference.

The four of them have intermediate-level Nascent Soul cultivation. Xu Han secretly scolded the Nascent Soul cultivator to be less valuable, and the streets were filled with laughter and silent.

The short-mouthed man asked in a deep voice: "Which sect are you from? What are you doing here?"

Xu Han asked back without answering: "What are you looking for Fang Jian to do? Qingmen's?"

A sentence made the four people become thrilled, and he actually heard his words. He checked his cultivation level, and couldn't find the accurate realm at all times. The short-mouthed man asked again in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"What are you looking for Fang Jian to do?" Xu Han also repeated the question.

The short-mouthed man's face was as deep as water. When he raised his hand, a long sword like a red sword appeared in his palm, and a silver light flashed toward Xu Han. The other three people activated at the same time, and the three swords blocked all retreat routes, and they wanted to kill him.

It seems that these people are also killing people, and they will take their lives if they disagree. Xu Han's heart moved a little, and several ice walls appeared silently around him, but the jingling sound was endless, and countless attacks hit the ice wall, and the ice wall remained unmoved.

The four people changed their faces again, and they could not penetrate the ice with all their strength. What kind of magic is this? The short-mouthed man shouted in a low voice: "Get up!" The four of them retreated at the same time, pinched the sword skills, and bright lines flew out of their hands, gathered and intertwined each other, and after a moment, a bright net radiating light was woven to cover Xu Han.

Xu Han was quiet in the Liang net and asked softly: "But the Four Symbol Sword Formation?"

The young man in front of him knew the sword formation and knew that Fang Jian was one by one with the news reported by his disciples who fled back a few days ago. Eighty-mostly, Xu Han, the remaining disciple of Tianlei Mountain who was famous for his popularity. Thinking of his death by his fellow disciples, the short-mouthed man shouted angrily: "Kill!" The four of them used sword force to attack Xu Han at the same time. The bright net in the air became brighter, luminous, and several thin threads danced towards Xu Han in the light.

Xu Han stood still and muttered: "Bored." The ice wall was hard, how could it be broken by a sword formation?

To be on the safe side, the ice wall was thickened for several layers, and after a moment, the thin wires fell down on it, continuously connecting them into a piece, wrapping the ice wall into a huge cocoon. The four of them chanted the magic trick at the same time, and the thin wires were entangled like pythons, trying to crush the ice wall, and a creaking sound was faintly heard.

Xu Han stood in the ice wall and looked out, with thin silk around the wall. Is this a sword formation? He asked loudly: "What kind of Santa Clan is from your three-talent formation? Is one of them dead? Why didn't the remaining two people come?"

No one answered the four people. They tried their best to urge the thin silk to strangle Xu Han. Xu Han laughed: "Didn't anyone tell you that I'm very powerful? Do you actually want to kill me?"

Of course, the four people in the Qingmen knew that he was powerful and knew that he had more than a hundred powerful monsters, but they did not believe that the almost invincible Four-Symbol Sword Formation could not kill him, so they took a risk and tried their best, but still didn't say anything.

Xu Han had a scheming in his mind. These four people were elders Fang Jian. They did not kill innocent people indiscriminately. It was nothing to offend him. Should they kill them?

He fought with others. Bukong noticed it and took Zhang Tianfang Fang Jian over with him. The little pig cat stayed on Song Yunyi's side to protect the girls. The four masters of the Qingmen found that the three of them were here. Because they fought with the Ice Wall with all their might, they could not free up anyone to intercept them.

Xu Han was very happy to find Fang Jian coming, and asked through the ice wall and Yin Liang thin silk: "Will these four people kill?"

There was an ice wall inside, outside the fancy spring, blocking two worlds and unable to see each other. Zhang Tianfang shouted, "Why are you staying inside? You can't come out?" Bukong knew that Xu Han was very safe, so he rushed to the Qingmen and pronounced the Buddha's name and said, "Donor, please stop." Fang Jian stood outside, saw the four people hesitant, and asked, "Qingmen?" He was in the Qingmen and had a low status. He was very different from the four masters, so he had this question.

Zhang Tianfang said angrily: "What kind of door he wants? If you don't get out of here, let him close the door." Xu Han shouted through the ice wall: "Yes, do you think you're going to kill?"

Kill or not? In the past, he was considered a master in the sect at the level of the master level, but now his life is controlled by him. The pressure suddenly came, which made Fang Jian hesitate more and more, and he thought for a long time but had no answer.

Zhang Tianfang said dissatisfiedly: "Moji is not like a man." He shouted at the Bing Wall: "Stop slaughtering it."

Fang Jian's hesitation made Xu Han know his choice. He snapped his fingers and four ice lotus flowers were turned up from the lake. The petals were huge and they were lightly dancing to cover the four people. With their magical powers, they were not as good as dodging and were wrapped up. He snapped his fingers again, and the lake water rose up in the sky, covering the shining net. Suddenly, the ice was condensed and cracked. The ice was not there, and the sword net was not there.

Xu Han stepped out of the water and spoke at the four ice lotus flowers: "Look at Fang Jian, I won't kill you, but please go back to the mountain to tell the two remaining brothers in the Sancai Formation, and save your life for me to take it." After thinking for a while, he added in a cold voice: "If they escape, all the Qingmen disciples will kill one if they see one."

"Just ask casually." Xu Han looked calm and then said unfairly to Duoduo, "Three masters and one girl, can I serve you? It's so immoral. Just use child labor and let you serve three adults, so don't you work hard?"

The little girl Duoduo didn't know what he had to do. She smiled and said, "It's not hard work. The ancestor is in Sihaitang during the day and comes back in the evening. Both ladies are in seclusion, so I'm fine."

No one is good. Xu Han was happy and asked again, "Is the ban in the cave very complicated?"

"What do you want to do? Do you want to sneak into the cave!" Duoduo's jing felt very high...

Xu Han smiled, with a slutty face and said, "I don't want to go in. Who is not afraid of her ancestor Cao Muqing? I'm just wondering, how is the ancestor and the two wives... Hehe, they are both women..."

Duoduo's face turned red when he heard this, and forgot to investigate the prohibition. He spat and cursed, "The ancestor is right. You men just don't think about good things, so I won't tell you!"

Cut, isn’t it just grinding a mirror? At worst, you can use tools and think that no one knows... Xu Han snorted and stopped talking.

If you want to get low-grade high-level talisman paper, the best way is to go to Cao Muqing, but the ban is a problem. Xu Han is not as good as he sneaks into the ban without realizing it.

He was not in a hurry, anyway, there was still a lot of time, so he took his time in the future, but this greedy little girl could make use of it.

After a while, Duoduo's little girl dug up all the spirit grass and left, Xu Han also sprinkled new seeds, and then left the small medicine garden...

When he came to the registration office of Naypyid, Xu Han found that there were actually quite a few people who registered here. Logically, Naypyid has more than half a month left, and the ones who should register have already registered, so why are you still so busy?

Xu Han realized that it seemed that many people had known about these hundred places, otherwise they would not have been so busy. Although Cao Guang asked to keep it a secret, he also wanted to choose the best seedlings from the disciples in the sect, so he turned a blind eye to the leak of the news.

Of course, Xu Han doesn't care. No matter how many people come, he is confident to enter the top 100... But he was worried about Lan Tianming, Ye Xin and others.

When it was Xu Han's turn to register, Xu Han was surprised to find that several of the applicants in front of him were actually real people in Foundation Building!

"This uncle, those foundation-building uncles, also want to participate in the sect's naysay?" Xu Han asked.

The foundation-building monk who was in charge of registration snorted and said, "If there is a regulation, you cannot participate in the Naysay competition?"

After hearing this kid's bad tone, Xu Han guessed that this guy had signed up too... But if this is the case, it would be unfair. How many Qi Refining Cultivators can beat the Foundation Establishment Real People? For those 100 places, it would be better to forget all the Foundation Establishment Real People.

"But uncle of the Foundation Establishment Master competes with us Qi Refining disciples, do we still have hope of winning? You have all built foundations, so why are you still winning foundation building pills?" Xu Han didn't want to say a few fair words for himself.

"Basic Building Pill?" The foundation-building disciple who was in charge of registration sneered, "Don't be careless... The Qi Refining Cultivator who is fighting for the Foundation-building Pill has long registered. You have only arrived at this time to register, just for that? You Qi Refining Disciples want to improve their cultivation, why can't we Foundation-building Disciples?"

In fact, the Qi Refining Cultivator who signed up was very dissatisfied with this, but no one dared to say that now the first person in the outer hall has made a name for himself, and the Qi Refining Disciples immediately started to make noise.

"It's so unfair! Check the records, in which year will there be a foundation-building disciple participating in the past!"

"Yes! All the foundation-building disciples come to participate. The ancestor Jiedan immediately said that we should improve our cultivation. We Qi Refining disciples are nothing more than nothing!"

"How do you uncles behave? Are you shameless? You are bullying the small ones with the big ones!"

"You guys are strong public opinion!"

"You guys are worse than pigs and dogs!"

For a moment, there were noises in the hall. There were all kinds of scolding, and the more you curse, the more you became, the more ugly they became. The faces of the foundation-building disciples all turned green... But they couldn't talk back, and they really didn't make any sense about this matter. After all, Naybi was nominally taking the foundation-building pill. You have already built the foundation and still got a fuck!

Yunfu Sect, a quiet room...

The ancestor Cao Guang was carrying a psychic talisman pen, walking around the dragon, and was making a talisman. If Xu Han were here, he would definitely be surprised to find that the talisman paper used by Cao Guang was actually just a piece of spiritual wood cut into paper thin.

The ancestor Cao Guang made talismans and was an expert among experts. He held his beard in one hand and held a pen in the other hand. His movements were easy and free and free.

But at this moment, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and closed the tip of the pen, but he still wanted to restrain himself and continue to finish the painting...

But then he raised his eyebrows again. The most feared talisman making was that Cao Guang's ancestor was no exception. He was interrupted twice, and the talisman that had been completed was instantly turned into a pile of ashes.

No matter how good the ancestor Cao Guang had, he couldn't help but get angry. He slapped the table and cursed, "Mom! Don't bother me, come again!"

Cao Guang was furious, opened the ban, walked out of the stone house, shouted at the head of the sect standing outside, "What's the matter? I've bothered me twice! A beast talisman that was about to be made was destroyed! You can't tell me that I'm ugly, Yin Mao, so don't do this head!"

The head of the family was furious, and the head of the sect, Zhong Xihong, knelt down in a hurry and said, "Uncle Master! It's not that the disciples are reckless, but the situation is indeed grim and the situation is tense. The inner blade hall is now in chaos. The foundation-building disciples and the Qi-refining disciples are scolding each other, and they will fight at any time!"

Cao Guang frowned when he heard this, and immediately released the powerful spiritual consciousness of the Nascent Soul stage, and asked at the same time, "What's the matter?"

Zhong Xihong replied, "It is now said that the sect has to set up a spiritual energy array. As long as the top 100 people in the Neybean can go in to practice, so the foundation-building disciples also go to the Inner Blade Hall to register, which has caused dissatisfaction among the Qi-refining disciples and conflicts between the two sides..."

Cao Guang used his spiritual sense to scan it and understood the situation. Then he asked, "Then why don't you go to mediate, but come to me?"

Zhong Xihong smiled bitterly, "Disciples are also foundation-building disciples... I am afraid that no matter how you say it, the Qi Refining disciples will not be convinced."

"Bah!" Cao Guang cursed, "If you do well, who will not accept it? I think you want to sign up for the formation, right?"

Zhong Xihong kowtowed again hurriedly, "Uncle Master, my disciple has not improved for five years and has long given up the idea of ​​breaking through. Even if he enters the formation, it will be in vain, so he will never compete with his nephews for this place."

"You have self-knowledge, be the leader."

"Thank you uncle," Zhong Xihong kowtowed and said, "Although the disciples cannot break through, other foundation-building disciples may break through. Since they are all disciples of Yunfu Sect, they should also give other foundation-building disciples a chance! Although the foundation-building stage is not as fast as the Qi Refining stage, if several uncles of the alchemy can be added, my Yunfu Sect will be more stable!"

As soon as the words were finished, the ice lotus melted at the same time, revealing four slightly panicked masters. Speaking of which, the four guys were in trouble, there were accidents in Qingmen recently. First, one person died suddenly in the Sancai Sword Formation. Later, twelve disciples died, plus the news of Jiaojing and Lingdi, as well as the traitor Fang Jian, the sect was very eager to send masters like them to deal with this matter. However, they had not thought that they had just arrived in Ninghe and were let go by the humiliation of others who could kill but not kill them. It was extremely shameless.

The four of them quickly calmed down. The short-mouthed man wanted to try again, shouted and rushed forward with a low voice, but he raised his hand and set up a huge piece of ice in front of him to block the way. He stabbed the sword and bounced back with a clang. Only a white dot on the ice was left. The man finally knew that it was not his enemy and said coldly: "It's because I can't beat you, because I don't practice enough. But if you want to use martial arts to suppress people, you can't imagine that no one in the Qingmen disciples are afraid of death."

Xu Han didn't care what he said at all, and waved impatiently: "Go away quickly, don't tell me if you love me or not, let's see you later."

The short-mouthed man snorted coldly: "Since that's the case, we'll wait for you to come at Qingmen. It's best to bring a coffin." Yufeng was not weak, and he was wondering in his heart, how did the three guys of heaven, earth and man offend the remains of Tianlei Mountain?

The four masters of the Four Symbol Formation escaped and had no idea of ​​exploring the spiritual land. They looked at Fang Jian and flew back to the Song State.

Fang Jian watched them leave, feeling a little sad. Zhang Tianfang muttered, "A good person is a good person, wait for the bad luck." Xu Han glared at him: "I don't do good person, you are still staying in the ghost cave now."

Thinking of the more than ten years of life in the ghost cave, I couldn't help but have a cold war. Bai Xuhan glanced at me. The unlucky child had a good memory and always threatened me with embarrassing things. Suddenly, I remembered something and argued: "You saved me, but it was my credit to leave the ghost cave. In addition, Song Yunyi, you save me one, and I save you two, it's your fault that you owe me."

Xu Han shook his head helplessly. He could get rid of the topic if he said anything to this guy. He skipped him and Fang Jianbukong and said: "Let's go back."

Bukong suddenly changed his face and said, "No." He flew to the village he lives in. Xu Han was reminded by Bingjing at the same time, and knew that a powerful enemy had come from the village, and his wings spread and followed him back. Zhang Tianfang also wanted to argue with Xu Han who was right and who was wrong. Seeing him as if he was facing a great enemy, he knew that the matter was serious, the ghost sword followed, and Fang Jian followed closely behind.

Ninghu was only more than twenty miles away from the village where everyone was staying. The four of them flew back with all their might. In a short while, they saw the piglet surrounded by a strange formation. The kitten had turned into a white tiger and fought with an old man in gray robe. Song Yunyi and the girls looked anxiously. A young man in black stood a hundred meters away from the opposite side. There was a red firebird on his shoulders and twenty-four giant dogs standing under his feet, as tall and strong as a calf.
To be continued...