Sure enough, women are easier to talk to, and the other party started chatting with Luo Banxian.
The other party's name is Hua Wuying, and she has indeed done some research on Kunlun Mountain. She can see some different things.
"Is it possible that this person is related to that damn fat man next to you and is his descendant?" Luo Banxian sent a message.
Ning Fan shook his head: "The fat man is not that kind of person, and he is also very mysterious, but this Hua Wuying does not have any bloodline of that fat man."
He wanted to continue asking, but it was obvious that Hua Wuying still didn't completely believe the two of them.
Ning Fan said: "Then you are really different from others."
"Of course, because I am a legendary immortal cultivator and will become an immortal in the future." Hua Wuying said proudly.
"No wonder you are not afraid of us, but how much do you know about immortal cultivators."
"You may not believe it when I tell you, and you will think it is superstitious, but I did read from an ancient book that in the distant past there were indeed immortal cultivators who went to heaven and earth. They could destroy the sky and the earth with just a raise of their hands, and they could pick up the stars and the moon.
Wait, if I don’t tell you, you won’t understand either.”
Ning Fan and Luo Banxian didn't ask any more questions. As they walked in, the surroundings were vaguely turbulent, probably because of Ning Fan and Luo Banxian.
Ning Fan used his Yin-Yang Eyes to calm down the spatial fluctuations here, so as not to trigger the restriction at some point, so let's play.
Even now, Ning Fan dare not say that he can escape from the full-scale Kunlun Mountain Restriction.
The restrictions here are placed by powerful creatures using their own flesh and blood, and are powerful enough to kill several ninth-level ancient emperors. Otherwise, there are still reasons why the ninth-level ancient emperors have not been able to learn the secrets deep in Kunlun Mountain.
After walking for a certain distance, several people suddenly crawled out of the snow. They all had guns in their hands and blue eyes. They were obviously not from this country.
"You..." Hua Wuying's face turned pale instantly.
"Don't move...be careful we shoot." the leader of the men shouted.
Ning Fan and Luo Banxian were very calm. Although their mental power was limited, they could still detect it in advance.
"You are not from this country, are you mercenaries?"
"That's right, if you're here, just go away obediently."
Ning Fan nodded and let's see what tricks they were playing. He was going in anyway.
Under the threat of the mercenaries, the three of them came to a grotto. This grotto was inlaid with an ancient bronze door that was 100 meters high.
The bronze door is closed tightly, and people standing in front of it are as small as ants.
As soon as Ning Fan's mental power touched the bronze door, it was bounced open. He said through a message: "The mental power cannot enter. It was bounced away by some force."
"Not even you, let alone me." Luo Banxian sighed.
Ning Fan walked towards the bronze door, and the mercenary shouted: "Stop, if you move, we will..."
The next second, there was a sound on the mountain peak, which caused an avalanche inexplicably.
Everyone was shocked and turned around to run away, but this was an avalanche caused by Ning Fan's thoughts. How could they escape from it?
After an avalanche, all the mercenaries were washed away, except for the hostages, but Ning Fan also made them faint at the same time.
Luo Banxian said: "Can you try to open it?"
"It's hard to say. If Fatty Hua is around, maybe it can be done."