One month later.

In the medicine pavilion, Jiang Xiaofan put his hands together, and the spiritual herb Yuan Xun in front of him was refined. Not long after, a tenth-grade Jiuyou soul-soothing pill appeared in front of him.

Jiang Xiaofan put it into the porcelain bottle in front of him, then picked it up, shook it, and raised his lips: "Ten Jiuyou soul-soothing pills should be enough."

At this time, Henzhu mouthed: "The food is really good this month. The spiritual energy I have accumulated now is enough for me to practice for half a year."

"Well, I didn't expect that so quickly, both alchemy and weapon refining would reach the first level of heaven. I'm afraid no one in Wanhai Pavilion can be my teacher in this regard." Jiang Xiaofan grinned.

"At least I can teach you how to refine weapons. Have you got all the materials? When you leave Wanhai Pavilion, I will teach you how to refine heaven-level weapons." Henzhu said with a smile.

Jiang Xiaofan smiled evilly: "No, 300 pieces of heavenly ore and tens of thousands of spiritual grasses are all hidden in the storage ring. You can't find them, and Luo Mian is even less likely to know."

"Now the jackal and tapir will be blessed."

Henzhu said, suddenly: "Hey, why has the jackal been so quiet these days? He didn't say a word."

"Whatever, Xiao Zhan's disciple just came to call me. I'll go see Luo Mian quickly and then go down the mountain. I can't wait!" Jiang Xiaofan said and quickly walked out of the medicine pavilion.

In one month, Jiang Xiaofan's cultivation level did not improve at all, but thirty days and nights without sleep allowed his alchemy and weapon refining skills to reach a height that no one in Wanhai Pavilion could reach.

This is also very profitable. There is still one and a half months left. During this time, Jiang Xiaofan needs to sprint for a good level. After all, the clan competition is about to begin!

…

When we arrived at the main hall, it was still the same as it was a month ago, with seven people standing on either side and Luo Mian sitting in the middle.

When Jiang Xiaofan walked into the hall, Luo Mian quickly scanned his body, but found nothing, because Jiang Xiaofan put things in his backpack, and the backpack tracking system existed in Jiang Xiaofan's consciousness. The storage ring belonged to the space where Jiang Xiaofan was wearing it.

There's no comparison at all.

Two martial arts disciples were standing in the main hall. Yan Haoang from the Suzaku Sect was already at the first level of earth martial arts. It seemed that this spiritual pool was really a nurturing thing, but Jiang Xiaofan was not envious at all, because the spiritual pool was really a nurturing thing.

Chi's spiritual power was of no use to him.

Seeing that Jiang Xiaofan, who came from the third level of Xuanwu, was about to return with the third level of Xuanwu, several elders looked down on him, but it didn't matter to Jiang Xiaofan, they knew nothing.

"The three of you have completed your training on the mountain, and you will no longer be able to participate in cabinet selection."

Luo Mian said in a deep voice, while glancing at the cabinet elders, he said: "Elders, do you have any favorite disciples? If so, you can keep them practicing on the mountain. If not, they can go back."

Yan Haoang, a disciple who had already entered the realm of earth martial arts, naturally became a hot commodity. The five elders all went to grab him, and he readily accepted Xiao Zhan's invitation and became his disciple. Another disciple was blamed by the seven elders.

Cang accepted him as his disciple.

Ai Xuan glanced at Jiang Xiaofan at this time. Jiang Xiaofan spread his hands and shrugged, indicating his intention, so Ai Xuan did not force Jiang Xiaofan to stay.

Seeing this, Luo Mian smiled and said: "Jiang Xiaofan, your alchemy and weapon refining skills have no one in the cabinet who can teach you, so go down the mountain."

Jiang Xiaofan nodded. Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly remembered something and said to Luo Mian, "Sir, I have something to ask of you."

"Oh? But it doesn't matter." Luo Mian smiled and said.

Jiang Xiaofan sighed softly and said: "That's right, I have a friend named Gu Yan, who is a disciple of the White Tiger Clan in Wutang. However, he was imprisoned by the elders for unknown reasons a month ago. I was unable to meet her but was unable to do so.

I hope you, sect master, will allow me to meet her."

"Do you want me to order Baihutang not to stop him?" Luo Mian asked.

"kindness!"

Luo Mian thought for a moment, then waved his hand, and a bronze medal flew out from his sleeve. Wrapped in martial energy, it landed in front of Jiang Xiaofan. Luo Mian said: "Take this token and go to the White Tiger Hall. Of course, no one will dare to stop it."

You, but after meeting your people, I want to take back this token, and then someone will go back and ask you for it."

Jiang Xiaofan grabbed the token and carried it towards Luo Mian: "Thank you, Master!"

Then he said goodbye to the eight people, turned around and left the hall without leaving a single trace.

Maybe they couldn't understand why Jiang Xiaofan ignored the cultivation resources on the top of the mountain, but they were unwilling to pursue this trivial matter.

Jiang Xiaofan's mountaintop practice has come to an end, and the next place he wants to go is undoubtedly the White Tiger Gate!

"Jackal tapir, jackal tapir! How is Gu Yan now?" Jiang Xiaofan kept calling to jackal tapir.

Jackal Tapir was silent for a few days, because he knew that Jiang Xiaofan would have to see Gu Yan sooner or later. He could clearly feel what Gu Yan had experienced in the past month. After all, it was only a few kilometers away from the top of the mountain to Wutang.

Jiang Xiaofan called for a long time before the jackal responded slowly: "She's not doing well."

"What? What happened?" Jiang Xiaofan's heart skipped a beat when he heard Jackal Tapir's answer. He suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, making him very anxious and anxious.

The jackal sighed softly: "He is at Baihumen. You will know when you go there."

Jiang Xiaofan, who had walked out of the hall happily, felt bad at this moment. He didn't stop at all and rushed down the mountain crazily!

Not long after, he came to the door of Baihumen. Two gatekeepers were about to stop him. He raised the token in his hand: "The sect master ordered me to come to see Gu Yan of Baihumen. You two, get out of my way, otherwise

Don’t blame me for being rude!”

When the two saw the token, they immediately became embarrassed, because the elder Yue Yue was in retreat in the dungeon, and he ordered that no outsiders should be allowed to enter the White Tiger Gate!

When the two were in trouble, a shadow suddenly flashed across the screen, and then Jin Yi appeared in front of Jiang Xiaofan. He looked at Jiang Xiaofan and said with a smile, "It turns out to be little friend Jiang Xiaofan. Do you have any business coming to my White Tiger Gate?"

Jiang Xiaofan frowned because he knew that he was the one who put Gu Yan in the room before, and it was also because of him that he couldn't see Gu Yan!

"I want to see Gu Yan!" Jiang Xiaofan said solemnly.

After listening to Jiang Xiaofan's words, Jin Yi's expression suddenly became sad. He sighed: "Gu Yan went out on a mission with his outer disciples a few days ago. There has been no news since then. I heard that there are level four monsters there. I'm afraid it's already...

It’s more bad than good…”

"You fart! Gu Yan must be here!" Jiang Xiaofan yelled, "How come there are so many scenes?"

Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Jin Yi gave way and said, "Since you don't believe me, let's come in and have a look."

Jiang Xiaofan rolled his eyes at him, stepped forward, and quickly walked into the courtyard of Baihumen. Entering the courtyard, there was an open space inside, where the disciples of Baihutang were practicing.

"Where is she?" Jiang Xiaofan asked in a solemn tone.

The jackal sensed it and said, "In the dungeon thirty feet southeast."

Jiang Xiaofan went straight towards the dungeon without any hesitation. At this time, Jin Yi showed a look of panic behind him. This guy seemed to be well prepared!

Jiang Xiaofan walked quickly and came to the top of the dungeon. Here was a garden, surrounded by fish ponds and flower beds. The jackal tapir sensed it slightly and said: "The entrance is right next to the south."

Without any hesitation, Jiang Xiaofan went straight away, but Jin Yi suddenly stood in front of Jiang Xiaofan. He asked with a smile: "Where are you going, little friend?"

"Dungeon!" Jiang Xiaofan's tone was cold. Jin Yi's behavior made him extremely angry, but he didn't want to do it until he saw Gu Yan.

"That's not possible. The dungeon is an important place in the palace and outsiders cannot be allowed to enter at will!" Jin Yi said firmly and would not give in at all!

Jiang Xiaofan raised the token in his hand and said: "The sect leader ordered me to see Gu Yan, and the dungeon is used to imprison sinners, so why is she guilty?"

After saying that, Jiang Xiaofan was not polite at all, he suddenly knocked Jin Yi away and came to the stone due south. There was a lawn on the ground, but there were neat gaps, which was a square entrance!

Jiang Xiaofan roared wildly and unleashed a mountain-moving blow. The fist wrapped in martial energy suddenly fell down, and the stone slab at the entrance was directly shattered. He jumped up and jumped out of the dungeon!

In the dark and empty center of the dungeon, Gu Yan was tied up on a cross-shaped torture rack. There was almost no intact skin left on his body. Blood scratched through the old scabbed wounds and dripped on the ground.

Under her feet, a pool of sticky blood was exuding strange demonic power.

At this time, He Yuan was holding a leather whip in his hand, sitting on the stool next to him and panting, as if he was resting aside after torturing Gu Yan.

Jiang Xiaofan jumped down from the dungeon, which surprised He Yuan. He shouted angrily: "Jiang Xiaofan! You dare to break into the Baihumen dungeon privately, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Xiaofan suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Fighting body, open!

The mountain collapses with great force, open!

Black Soul Armor, open it for me!

"Bang!"

Before He Yuan could react, he punched his head into pieces, and Wu's body slowly fell to his knees.

Gu Yan, who heard the noise at this time, slowly raised her head. When she saw Jiang Xiaofan, there was a touch of tenderness in her determined eyes, and then tears flowed down mixed with the blood on her cheeks.

"Xiao...Fan..."

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Chapter completed!