Chapter 367 Killing one by one, the secret realm is opened, thousands of miles frozen
"Ancestor, Ancestor, the direct disciples of the Blood Demon Ancestor have come to kill. They have banned the outer city and want to refine all the casual cultivators in the outer city."
The Chen family monk hurriedly reported the situation to his ancestor. The situation outside the city had frightened him to death.
"I know, go back." The ancestor of the Chen family looked calm and waved his hand without any change.
"Ah? Ancestor, do you care about the outer city?"
"Shi Ye's fate has given the opportunity to the casual cultivators in the outer city. If they stay in the outer city, it is their fate." It is naturally impossible for the ancestor of the Chen family to go out to meet the enemy. The eight true disciples of the ancestor of the Blood Demon came here in person.
Even if he does come forward, the result will still be the same and nothing will change.
Even he himself had to be hit in the head.
After all, the outer city is not Lingyuan City and does not have the protection of Baoling Sect.
What's more, the Baoling Sect and the Blood Demon Ancestor have just stopped fighting not long ago, and they still need to slowly reconcile. For the Baoling Sect, the Blood Demon Ancestor is really difficult to deal with. Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes, and the Blood Demon Ancestor is not.
The Immortal Sect raised its arms and shouted, a group of demon cultivators were willing to follow him to stir up disputes with the Immortal Sect, while the other Immortal Sects were just watching the show and reaping the benefits, so how could they take the initiative to participate in this matter?
It can only be said that the Baoling Sect considers itself unlucky, who allowed the Blood Demon Ancestor to appear in the realm of the Baoling Sect.
The monks of the Chen family heard this and bowed respectfully before retreating. The ancestor's words had ended and he made it very clear that the fate of the outer city had been decided. This was the blood demon ancestor's revenge for the murder of his nine disciples.
The monks who came to the inner city looked into the distance with fearful expressions. From a distance, they could feel the terrifying aura overflowing from the 'Blood God Soul Refining Banner'.
"Fortunately, I sold my belongings in time and came to the inner city to escape. Otherwise, the consequences would have been disastrous."
Many monks in the inner city think so.
In their minds, the monks in the outer city obviously had the opinion that they would be refined by demons and completely destroyed.
"Aren't the wealthy families in the inner city unwilling to help?"
"Help? If you are willing to help, there won't be a middle-grade spiritual stone entering the inner city."
They stared into the distance. There were still loose cultivators there, and there were people they were familiar with. Maybe they would all disappear in a short while. The cruelty of the world of cultivating immortals was like this. The weak preyed on the strong. When the powerful appeared, all the weak cultivators were just ants, unable to even move around.
There is no chance.
The outer city is now in chaos. The eight disciples of the Blood Demon Ancestor stood in the air and raised the 'Blood God Soul Refining Flag' to form a blockade, covering the entire outer city. When many casual cultivators raised their heads, they could see the sky full of
The ferocious blood soul.
"Are the immortal cultivating families in Lingyuan City really unwilling to stop them?"
"Don't think too much, it's the truth."
"I'm so unwilling..."
"What can we do if we don't want to give in? Our Qi cultivation skills are indispensable in the eyes of the strong. Today, the outer city was destroyed. In the blink of an eye, in a few months, new casual cultivators will arrive. What we encountered will also be
It’s just something for latecomers to talk about in their spare time.”
It's a bit heartless to say that, but that's the truth.
Some casual cultivators sacrificed precious magical weapons and poured them with mana, hoping to break through the gap and escape. However, just as the magical weapons they sacrificed were about to show their power, they were entangled by blood souls and ate them cleanly, without even the slightest resistance.
No strength at all.
Despair spread among many casual cultivators.
In the courtyard.
Lin Fan lay leisurely on the rocking chair and looked at where Qi Yan's mother and daughter were. The door was closed tightly. His ears trembled slightly. He could hear Qi Yan crying softly, and Xiao Xin'er was hiding in Qi Yan's arms.
Shivering, this means that she has given up resistance and just wants to be with her daughter in her last moments.
With the help of the 'Xuanzhen Immortal Eye', I looked at the place where Ni Haisheng lived, accompanied by his wife and concubines. The older of the five children was also frightened and pale, while Ni Haisheng was drinking boring wine, which was regarded as a farewell drink for himself.
"I have also experienced this feeling of helplessness." Qi
"But you won't..."
Lin Fan muttered to himself. He was also helpless when he watched everyone in Sunshine Sanctuary disappear one by one in front of him.
"Xiao Wei An, pick up nine pebbles for uncle."
Little Wei An, who was playing with wooden tools, obediently walked to the edge of the fence and picked up pebbles.
"Uncle, they are all here. I didn't know how big the uncle wanted, so I picked up a lot." Xiao Wei An held the stones in his hands, some big and some small.
"So good."
Lin Fan rubbed Xiao Wei An's head and picked out a stone the size of a fingernail from some stones.
"Go and play."
"Um."
Seven-year-old Wei An still likes to play, and is much more immature than other seven-year-old children in the outer city. It's not like he has never seen other children. At the age of Xiao Wei An, they are all very shrewd and have already begun to think about how to make money.
Get more benefits.
Maybe it's because I took good care of Xiao Wei An.
So that he was not exposed to the dangers of the outside world.
But no matter how good it is, Immortal Wei will definitely be very happy when he sees this scene in heaven.
The eight disciples of the Blood Demon Ancestor in the sky were still very proud. They had a brief exchange to discuss some things. For example, one of them said that he hoped to condense the casual cultivators in the outer city into 'blood beads'.
This kind of 'blood beads' condensed from the blood of monks has a stronger effect than the 'human elixir'.
Lin Fan was not interested in their thoughts, but played with the pebbles in his hand, holding a plate with two fingers. A pebble stayed between his thumb and index finger. When he flicked his index finger, there was a whooshing sound, and the seemingly ordinary pebble fell into place.
For a moment, it possessed a power that could destroy the world.
boom!
The female devil floating in the air was still imagining the scene of the outer city being refined and reduced to purgatory. Suddenly, her body exploded instantly, and blood mist filled the air.
The other seven demon cultivators saw the eighth junior sister suddenly explode in front of their eyes, and their pupils shrank in shock. Before they could react from the shock, there was another bang, and the seventh junior sister's body exploded instantly.
"Seventh Junior Brother..."
They exclaimed in disbelief.
And in the moment of shouting.
boom!
"Sixth Junior Brother..."
"Fifth Junior Sister..."
They are all the true disciples of the Blood Demon Ancestor. Their weakest cultivation is in the late stage of pill formation. The others have already cultivated to the realm of Yuanying. They are also powerful Yuanying in the entire Yangzhou.
Now the junior brothers and sisters died tragically inexplicably.
This shocked them and filled them with panic.
"Who, who is Fellow Taoist? We are the direct disciples of the Blood Demon Ancestor..."
boom!
boom!
boom!
The fourth junior brother, the third junior brother... there were explosions one after another, and the corpses were not found, but turned into blood mist and scattered in the air.
"Senior, I am Hong Yang, the direct disciple of the Blood Demon Ancestor. I don't know if I have offended my senior, so please forgive me." Hong Yang said hurriedly. He was able to kill them at will. His cultivation level is definitely not ordinary. How could he do this in a mere outer city?
There are such experts.
Bang!
The second junior brother next to him exploded silently, blood mist covered Hong Yang's body, and his heart was completely cold.
"senior……"
Hong Yang opened his mouth to shout, but suddenly he felt an immense pressure crushing him. When he felt this pressure, his life was no longer his own.
boom!
The roar of the explosion resounded, and the body of the monk who had condensed into the Nascent Soul was destroyed. The Nascent Soul could turn into a escaping light and escape from this place, looking for the driver who seized the body. Although the cultivation level after the seizure was not good, at least he could still survive.
Live and have hope.
And the current situation is really terrifying.
Not only was the physical body destroyed, even the Nascent Soul was unable to escape and was directly destroyed together.
Lin Fan in the courtyard weighed the last stone in his hand, and his eyes fell on the 'Blood God Soul Refining Flag'. With a flick of his fingertips, the stone turned into a stream of light and flew away. The 'Blood God Soul Refining Flag' was impacted by such terrifying power.
The banner could not withstand it at all, it was torn into pieces and turned into debris.
The inner blood souls flew out densely. These blood souls were the monks who had their souls taken away, refined the blood souls, and suffered eternal torture.
Lin Fan moved his lips and was reciting the method of liberation. This was a classic that he saw in the Yanyang Sect's library. Its magical effect is to help evil spirits escape from the sea of suffering.
Sure enough, the blood color on the surface of the blood soul in the air dissipated, returned to the purest soul body, and then gradually dissipated between heaven and earth.
The strange scene in the outer city shrouded by the 'Blood God's Soul Refining Flag' disappeared without a trace.
The casual cultivators who were hiding at home ran out and stared blankly at the sky.
Lin Fan, who was lying on the recliner, was always very relaxed.
"It'll be okay."
In order to fulfill his oath to Immortal Wei, Lin Fan will stay here until the death of little Wei An, so during this period, he will not allow danger here.
Just because he didn't kill the monks in the world of immortality as zombies doesn't mean that he won't take action. When he takes the initiative to provoke them, he will kill them quietly.
…
distant direction.
When the Blood Demon Ancestor saw the life cards of his disciples being shattered one by one, his expression suddenly changed.
"Who, who dares to attack my beloved disciples?"
The direct disciples trained by the Blood Demon Ancestor are all his blood god distractions. The "Blood Nerve" contains the mystic technique, and the sub-volume "Blood Demon Sutra" in the "Blood Nerve" is practiced by many of his disciples.
When cultivation reaches a certain level, the beloved disciples can be refined into Blood God clones, thereby becoming a part of his Blood Demon Ancestor and making great contributions to him in the God Transformation Realm.
In particular, the first disciple Hong Yang was possessed of the ‘Blood Spirit Demonic Body’ and his death has dealt a huge blow to the Blood Demon Ancestor.
"puff!"
The Blood Demon Ancestor's energy and blood boiled, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, his own aura slightly weakened.
"My Blood God Soul Refining Flag is gone?"
Even if he has cultivated to the state of becoming a god and his demonic heart is stable, when he senses that the 'Blood God Soul Refining Flag' connected to his own soul is destroyed, his mind is really shaken, and the backlash he suffers at the same time is also hurtful.
his own self
"My blood god's soul refining flag..."
The Blood Demon Ancestor was filled with grief and anger, and his heart ached violently.
The Blood God's Soul Refining Banner is a spiritual treasure, and spiritual treasures naturally have spirits. Thinking back hundreds of years ago, when he was a humble demon cultivator in the world of immortality, he got this treasure by chance, and the treasure spirit taught him the "Blood Nerve".
Help him sing all the way, be both a teacher and a friend, and restore the glory of the devil's way. Who knew that such a change would happen.
"Ah ah ah..." The Blood Demon Ancestor screamed strangely, with a fierce look on his face, "I will cut your body into thousands of pieces, crush your bones and spread your ashes."
Just after a short period of venting.
The Blood Demon Ancestor calmed down and was able to kill eight of his true disciples in a row. This person's cultivation was extraordinary, and Hong Yang, the first disciple, was holding his 'Blood God Soul Refining Banner', which contained countless blood souls.
There are more than ten infant blood souls, how could they be killed so easily.
Various circumstances indicate that this person is anything but ordinary.
It may be that he was a powerful monk hiding in the outer city of Lingyuan City, but his disciples wanted to refine the monk there, which angered him and ended up being brutally suppressed and killed.
Think of this.
The Blood Demon Ancestor turned his hand to take the elixir, swallowed it, and repaired the damage.
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Inner city.
"What happened? Why did those eight demon cultivators explode on the spot?"
The monks in the inner city were horrified. They wanted to see how the outer city turned into purgatory. Who would have thought that they didn't see purgatory. Instead, the eight true disciples of the ancestor of the Blood Demon fell on the spot, quietly, and unknowingly, everyone
I don't understand how it is caused.
Not even a single remnant is left. I originally thought that the storage ring would still be there after death, but looking at the current situation, I am afraid that even the storage ring will disappear together.
And after the eight demon cultivators died tragically, even the spiritual treasure hanging high in the sky was brutally attacked and turned into ashes in an instant. This scene shocked everyone.
"There are immortals in the outer city..."
I don't know who shouted excitedly, and instantly it was like thunder on the ground, sweeping in all directions.
And after that, someone else shouted.
"Refund the money..."
A medium-grade spiritual stone entered the city alone and stripped away the savings of many casual cultivators over the years. Now that there is nothing going on in the outer city, I feel angry and want to be cheated. I can't bear it. I just want to return the money and return to the outer city. Qi
It's just that the spiritual stones have already entered the pockets of the aristocratic family. It's easy to get in, but difficult to get out.
The casual cultivators who struggled to enter the inner city could only break their teeth and swallow it in their own stomachs.
The matter has been resolved. Qi Yan brought her daughter with smiles on her face. There was no look of fear on her face like she was hiding at home crying. Ni Haisheng, who was drunk and blushing, came to Lin Fan with a wine bottle. He was not at all upset at that time.
He complimented Lin Fan, saying that Fellow Daoist Lin was really a living god, his calculations were extremely accurate, he was truly blessed with good luck, and everything was safe and sound.
Those monks who sold off their property to obtain a medium-grade spiritual stone returned to the outer city in confusion, not knowing where to go. Once all the accumulation over the years was emptied, it was difficult to pay even the rent for the houses in the outer city.
This incident was a happy event for the casual cultivators who stayed in the outer city. They thought it would be great to celebrate it every year and make it a festival.
And for the casual cultivators who sold their belongings in exchange for mid-grade spiritual stones and hid in the inner city, this was really the worst thing ever.
Human emotions are common, but sadness is not.
Some are just teasing and gloating.
This is true whether you are a monk or an ordinary mortal.
I am afraid that my friends will have a hard life, but I am also afraid that my friends will have a good life.
It's really contradictory.
The ancestors of the immortal cultivating family in the inner city were shocked and speechless.
The eight true descendants of the Blood Demon Ancestor came in person, holding the Blood God Soul Refining Banner, the Blood Demon Ancestor's famous treasure. Even if all of them came forward to fight against such forces, the final result would either be death or panic.
The ancestor of the Chen family was trembling with fear. When did Lingyuan City have such a terrifying monk living in seclusion here?
Without even showing their faces, they killed eight true disciples.
How terrifying is this kind of power.
The ancestor of the Chen family hurriedly conveyed this matter to the ancestor of the Baoling Sect.
This is a big deal.
It's really an earth-shaking event.
The death of the eight true successors is equivalent to the blood demon ancestor having his left arm chopped off, and the loss of the 'Blood God Soul Refining Banner' is equivalent to the right arm being chopped off.
He directly chopped down the Blood Demon Ancestor and couldn’t tell the difference between the southeast, northwest and northwest.
…
one year later.
Little Wei An is eight years old.
Lin Fan has been in the world of cultivating immortals for nine years.
Time flies, and even he himself never thought that time would pass so fast. In the blink of an eye, nine years have passed. For local monks, nine years is very fast. They can pass by with a little practice, but
For Lin Fan, he was actually suffering a lot inside.
Ever since the blood demon ancestor's direct disciple died inexplicably, there have been rumors in the outer city that there is a great immortal cultivator living in seclusion here, becoming a casual cultivator, and understanding the way of cultivating immortals. Therefore, many casual cultivators come out and wander around the streets when they have nothing to do.
When they see beggars on the roadside, they treat them kindly. In the past, mortals would not even look at these beggars and just wave them away.
But now, who knows if that master has a special hobby and dresses up in disguise, pretending to be a beggar to experience the world of mortals?
If you are appreciated by an expert, accepted as a true successor, and inherit the mantle, wouldn't it take off all the way and reach the sky?
Therefore, the security and morality of the outer city were raised to a very high level during this period.
Even the Wang family and Li family in the outer city are much more honest.
Don't dare to do anything too excessive.
Just when Lin Fan was thinking about something, the sounds of jealous children could be heard in his ears.
"Brother Xiao An, do you like me the most?" Xiao Xin'er hugged Xiao Wei An's arm and swayed it coquettishly, while glaring fiercely at Sister Erya beside her.
"Brother Xiao An, what do you like most about me?"
Erya was a few years older than Xiao Xin'er, but half a head taller than Xiao Wei An. She directly put her arms around Xiao Wei An's neck and wanted to hug him.
Xiao Wei An smiled naively, looking like a silly boy. Although he didn't practice, he was very strong. This had a lot to do with Lin Fan's meticulous care, and the aura of the immortal world also had an effect on the mortal body.
Nourishing effect.
Lin Fan didn't expect that little Wei An really had no talent in reading. The teacher he found for him a few years ago couldn't teach him anymore and couldn't even keep him and ran away.
The side meaning is that...this child of yours has a thick head and can be stupid.
Lin Fan really didn't pay much attention to it before, but later he specifically used the 'Xuanzhen Immortal Eye' to check it, and was surprised to find that Xiao Wei An's spiritual light was dim, as if it was suppressed by something extraordinary, or it was sealed.
He seemed to understand something about this.
He did not break the seal, but left it as it was. Who else could do such a thing besides the old Immortal Wei?
Immortal Wei loves little Wei An very much. After all, the purpose of cultivating immortality is to cultivate one's own perfection, and if little Wei An speaks out, he will be in such a catastrophe. Immortal Wei could have no need to worry about his grandson's death, but he still forcibly acts against him.
Changing his life, sacrificing everything, just thinking that little Wei An can survive in peace.
"Uncle..." Xiao Wei An looked at Lin Fan for help. In Xiao Wei An's heart, his uncle was his backbone and everything he had. When encountering problems, he would seek his help.
Lin Fan smiled and said: "They all like it, they all like it."
As if he heard the best answer, Xiao Wei An hurriedly said: "I like them all."
"snort."
"Humph."
Xiao Xin'er and the second girl turned their heads and looked so angry that Xiao Wei An looked at his uncle again.
Lin Fan smiled and said nothing. The difficulty was too high and beyond his uncle's ability.
This situation reminded Lin Fan of Yan Nini, Tang Jiayu and the others. The population had plummeted after the apocalypse. There were girls who had confessed to him before, but he had always avoided them and never responded positively.
This is actually the behavior of the weak.
He does not consider himself weak.
But the fact is that he is really weak in this aspect.
At this time.
He raised his head and looked into the void in the distance. There was a monk hiding there. Although the monk was extremely restrained, the monstrous demonic energy still penetrated people very much.
"Ancestor Blood Demon..."
Lin Fan casually stoned his disciple to death, so he naturally remembered that kind of aura. Now that the Blood Demon Ancestor appeared, the aura was similar, and his cultivation level was higher, so he recognized it at a glance.
It's just that this blood demon ancestor is really low-key. With his cultivation level, once he comes, the blood evil energy will naturally fill the sky, overwhelming the sky, and all kinds of strange phenomena are enough to make ordinary monks tremble with fear.
I don’t know what the blood demon ancestor wants to do?
Lin Fan bent down to search, and then picked up an inconspicuous stone under the recliner. He lay down leisurely again, gently moving his wrist to let the stone dance in his palm.
"This is the outer city of Lingyuan City."
The Blood Demon Ancestor was hiding in secret and did not dare to show up in a big way. Even the ancestors of the immortal cultivating families in Lingyuan City did not find out what he was hiding.
Since the true disciple was killed, the spiritual treasure was destroyed.
The Baoling Sect suddenly turned against him and threatened to give up too much. He would never agree with it and the island must be taken back. At the same time, the Demonic Cultivation City must be built in a remote area. This made the Blood Demon Ancestor furious. Unfortunately... he suffered heavy losses and his combat power dropped.
In the end I could only agree.
The Baoling Sect did not dare to take anything back. After all, the Blood Demon Ancestor was a god, and once he went crazy, the Baoling Sect would also have a headache.
The Blood Demon Ancestor was sensing the situation in the outer city, hoping to find some clues.
He just wanted to know which fellow Taoist was so domineering that he didn't even give the face of his Blood Demon Ancestor and killed his direct disciple on the spot. He just searched for it but couldn't find it.
The Blood Demon Ancestor naturally wanted to take revenge, but he would never dare to act rashly before he had a clear understanding of the other party's situation. After all, the Baoling Sect was still staring at him eagerly, and he could not make too many enemies.
Thinking of this, the Blood Demon Ancestor left angrily.
That’s all.
If you are cruel, I will accept my defeat.
Then it turned into blood and fled away.
Lin Fan, who was lying on the recliner, saw the Blood Demon Ancestor leaving and did not take action. He did not want the outer city to attract more attention and just lived a normal life like this.
If the Blood Demon Ancestor takes action, he will blow up the opponent with a single stone, and the impact will be unimaginable.
The monk who transformed into gods died inexplicably.
Everyone knows that there are powerful people in the outer city. When the time comes, monks from all over the country will flock to the outer city, and the impact on the outer city will naturally be bad.
…
Spring goes to winter, flowers bloom and fade, and snow falls year after year.
Four years later.
Little Wei An is already thirteen years old and has grown into a strong young man. His second plague has disappeared since the Blood Demon Ancestor came to the outer city four years ago.
"Uncle, the meal is ready."
Xiao Wei An came out of the kitchen with black ash on his face.
Lin Fan has let little Wei An cook for himself since he was eleven years old. After all, little Wei An will definitely have a family and start a business in the future, and he, as an uncle, cannot cook for them.
"coming."
Lin Fan walked into the house. There were three simple dishes and one soup, including meat and vegetables. The rice was pure rice. The overall living standard in the outer city was quite good.
"You and Xiao Xin'er have been very close recently, why haven't you seen Erya come to see you?" Lin Fan asked casually.
Xiao Wei An said: "Uncle, Erya's cultivation has already reached the middle stage of physical training, and now she is moving towards the later stage of cultivation. She doesn't have time to come to me and play with Xin'er."
"Oh, Erya's cultivation talent is quite good, and he is almost in the late stage. When he is seventeen or eighteen years old, I think he will be able to become a Qi Refining monk." Lin Fan said.
The children have grown up and their minds have gradually matured.
Except for Xiao Xiner who is still pestering Xiao Wei An, Erya has begun to distance herself from them. After all, one of the two mortals will definitely become a monk in the future, and the gap between the two is getting wider and wider.
A qi refining monk who is seventeen or eighteen years old is also very good.
It seems that Ni Haisheng put a lot of effort into Erya.
"Uncle, can I practice?" Xiao Wei An asked with his head held high.
Lin Fan smiled, "No."
"Oh." Xiao Wei An picked up the rice. He was not too disappointed. He was just asking. He had long accepted that he could not practice, but he did not feel sad at all because of his uncle's care and love.
He lives in a loving family.
My uncle is also a mortal, but he is happy every day.
Xiao Xin'er's mother is a monk, but Xiao Xin'er can't practice cultivation either. This makes Xiao Wei An feel that it's not just him who can't practice cultivation, but also others.
It's not a special situation.
"Uncle, Xin'er asked me to go shopping after dinner. I want to buy a gift for Xin'er, and I also want to buy a gift for Erya. It's me..." Xiao Wei An said in a low voice. He knew that his family was not
Fu Fu, his uncle has always earned a meager income by telling people's fortunes and living in an outer city.
He had always wanted to ask himself whether he could practice cultivation. He just wanted to become a monk, earn many spiritual stones, and give his uncle the best life.
It's a pity...I can't practice it myself.
Lin Fan took out three low-grade spiritual stones and placed them in front of little Wei An, "When you go shopping with a girl, you should buy her some gifts. Don't be reluctant to use them."
"Uncle, other people were already making money when they were the same age as me, but I still have to reach out to my uncle. I feel very embarrassed, and my uncle is so tired every day, I..." Qi
"Okay, don't think about this. What belongs to your uncle is yours. If you are happy, your uncle will be happy. Don't think about it. You know?" Lin Fan touched Xiao Wei An's head. Human beings are not grass and trees. Who can live together day and night without feelings?
, the relationship between him and Xiao Wei An gradually deepened. He was like an elder who needed to take care of this child for his whole life.
If it was for the transaction with Old God Wei.
So now, he is willing.
I just want this child to be safe in this life, and that he will go to unknown distances without regrets to find a way to bring everyone back.
End after meal.
Xiao Wei An and Xiao Xiner went shopping.
"Fellow Daoist Qi, how is the progress in the later stage?" When Lin Fan came to the courtyard, he saw that Fellow Daoist Qi was also repairing the vegetable garden, so he asked with concern.
After all, Fellow Daoist Qi has been in the middle stage of Qi refining for a long time. The year before last, I heard Fellow Daoist Qi say that there is hope for the later stage, and he has already touched the edge. However, until now, Fellow Daoist Qi still has not made any progress, and he wants to know if there is something wrong.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, that was all an illusion."
Qi Yan sighed, thinking that she really touched it, but in fact it was an illusion. Maybe she thought about it too much, which led to the illusion.
"It's okay, just take your time." Lin Fan said.
Qi Yan did not answer the words, but transferred the words to the children, "Fellow Daoist Lin, look at when the two children will get married. Although I have not been rich these years, I still have some money left."
"Fellow Daoist Qi, the child is still young, so there is no need to worry. I really am not in a hurry." Lin Fan said with a smile.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, you don't think you dislike my Xin'er, do you?"
"Look at this, if Xiao Wei An can really marry Xiao Xin'er as his wife, it will be a blessing he has cultivated in three lifetimes, but he is really too young now. One is thirteen years old, and the other is only ten years old. How can they get married?
."
"That's true."
…
Outer city, tea shed area.
The two children who were tired from shopping rested here. They liked to listen to the gossips from the outside world.
"The secret realm has been opened. I didn't expect that our Yangzhou would have an additional secret realm from the six secret realms it once had."
"Could it be that you are talking about the mysterious secret realm sealed with ice and snow?" Qi
"That's right, that secret realm is frozen for thousands of miles and cannot be melted by magic power. It is also extremely desolate and there is not even a single spiritual grass. However, that secret realm has attracted all the major immortal sects in Yangzhou to come out to explore it."
"Oh, it's a pity that I don't dare to enter the secret realm in the early stage of Qi refining. It's just that I don't understand. I would like to ask fellow Taoists to tell me. Since there is not even a hair in the secret realm, why should the major immortal sects go there?"
"I also heard that there is an immortal sword stuck in the ground in the secret realm. The hilt has a strange shape, decorated with skulls and horns, and the sword blade that is slightly exposed is imprinted with unknown immortal patterns. I think this sword is extraordinary.
It is really very possible that it is the sword used by immortals."
"Oh, when my fellow Taoist said this, I think it's such a pity. I really want to go and see his true appearance."
"Fellow Taoists, don't worry. I have a scene recorded in jade. If any Taoist friend can give me ten low-grade spiritual stones, I can let you all have a glimpse of the true appearance."
Many monks looked at each other, and finally some monks gritted their teeth and slapped the table.
"I'll pay you two yuan."
"I'll give you a piece."
"Two dollars for me too."
Ten pieces of low-grade spiritual stones were neither too much nor too much, and they were quickly collected.
The casual cultivator put away the spirit stone with satisfaction, and activated a stream of mana to pour into the jade stone. The picture suddenly illuminated, attracting everyone's attention.
"Hiss...it's really frozen thousands of miles away, it's cold just looking at it."
"Look at the buildings under the ice. They are so strange and weird."
"Look at those four-wheeled carriages, are they the treasures of the Immortal family? It's a pity, why are they all frozen and can't be broken open?"
The casual cultivators were talking a lot.
Xiao Wei An and Xiao Xin'er watched intently. For them, who had been living in the outer city, they had never seen these scenes before.
The final scene changes.
Fixed on the fairy sword.
"call……"
The casual cultivators exclaimed, being attracted by this sword at a glance. The exposed hilt and one-sided sword body glowed with cold light, and the chill could be felt across the screen.
"Immortal...immortal sword..." Qi
All the monks onlookers exclaimed, with greed in their eyes.
I really don’t know who will eventually acquire such a fairy sword.