Chen Fan and Cheng Mo got into an argument, but what they argued about was not about joining the Supreme Immortal camp, but about the situation of another saint.
"The saint you mentioned, if I remember correctly, he should have hunted me down. What's his name? I'm going to deal with him."
As soon as Chen Fan said his words, Cheng Mo was so frightened that his eyes widened. Of course he understood Chen Fan's character and also understood that Chen Fan would not take back his words, so he hurriedly took Chen Fan's hand and said.
"But you have just become an Immortal. If you really fight with that saint, you will definitely be in doom and gloom."
But Chen Fan didn't care, he just held his fist and said with a sharp expression.
"I have decided that I must challenge him. These things cannot be changed, otherwise I will not be able to swallow the bad breath in my heart."
As he spoke, he looked in the direction of the horizon. Seeing Chen Fan being so stubborn, Cheng Mo had no choice but to nod lightly and promised Chen Fan to find the saint first, but in the process of searching.
Immortal Taishang didn't care after knowing this, he pointed directly at Chen Fan's nose and yelled. He felt that Chen Fan was so stupid that he could even do such a thing. If he was not wrong, Chen Fan would definitely regret it next.
Because he is only an immortal now, not even a finger of a saint.
But Chen Fan is still stubborn and wants to deal with the saint.
The Supreme Immortal was helpless at this point. Looking at Cheng Mo beside him, the Supreme Immortal only hesitated for a moment and then spoke directly to Cheng Mo.
"This is my magic weapon. If something happens to you over there, just activate the magic weapon and I will rush over to help you as soon as possible."
After saying this, the Supreme Immortal added another sentence.
"Seeing that you are young and ignorant now, I decided to help you more."
Listening to his words, Chen Fan couldn't help but laugh softly. Unknowingly, he thought that the Supreme Immortal was a good person and was willing to help generously, but in fact, Chen Fan knew what he was thinking.
Cheng Mo was no exception. Looking at the magic weapon he gave him, Cheng Mo rolled his eyes subconsciously and was about to throw it back. Unexpectedly, Chen Fan patted him on the shoulder again and asked him to put these things away.
Cheng Mo nodded lightly and accepted these magic weapons.
At this moment, Chen Fan was just looking in the direction of the horizon with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Let's go now."
"You really decided to deal with him. The saint is probably in retreat. We could only wander around the foot of his mountain in the past."
Cheng Mo reminded him helplessly, but when Chen Fan heard it, he shook his head casually.
"So what? Should I be afraid?"
After saying these words, Chen Fan set off directly in the direction Cheng Mo said. Because he knew Chen Fan's character, Cheng Mo did not stop him and followed him all the way.
Not long after walking, Cheng Mo stopped. At this moment, Chen Fan was looking in the direction of the horizon with a thoughtful look on his face. Soon, they finally arrived at their destination.
At this moment, Chen Fan looked around. It was indeed a good place because it was surrounded by mountains and rivers, and most importantly, it was a spiritual mountain.
There are many rich resources on it.
It's what those cultivators want.
Even an immortal like him couldn't help but want to pick it after seeing it.
If Youcheng Mo hadn't been there to stop him, Chen Fan might have passed by long ago.
While he was thinking in his mind, Cheng Mo saw the look on his face and couldn't help but said teasingly.
"If you really want to get these things, then I will teach you another way to get them."
"What?"
Chen Fan was just curious, but he didn't expect Cheng Mo to blurt out what he said.
"Join the disciples of the Supreme Immortal."
He rolled his eyes and refused without even saying a word. Cheng Mo had no choice but to follow Chen Fan.
The two of them walked around Lingshan like this, because the saint above was really in retreat. Even though he had many immortal attendants, those people still had things to do.
Today, Chen Fan and Cheng Mo are walking here, which those people never expected. After all, the title of saint is not comparable to that of immortals and immortals. He represents the power and ability of a party.
Most people basically don't come to this place and walk around randomly.
On the one hand, I was worried about offending the saint, and on the other hand, it was because the saint had a bad temper.
But Chen Fan and Cheng Mo didn't care about these things. They seemed to have no feelings, even though they were carrying such a heavy burden.
But Chen Fan is still the same.
Cheng Mo saw the look on his face and couldn't help but lower his voice and spoke to him.
"To be honest, if I'm not wrong, what the current situation may symbolize is..."
Before Cheng Mo finished speaking, Chen Fan made a quiet gesture and saw a person walking over slowly. He hurriedly led Cheng Mo to the side to avoid it. Although he moved quickly, the person also noticed
.
"Who is there? Come out quickly."
The guy was yelling and rushing over with a weapon. When Cheng Mo heard such a sound, his eyes widened subconsciously. He was frightened, but Chen Fan remained calm.
At this moment, Chen Fan picked up the big sword in his hand and was ready to rush out to fight him. Unexpectedly, the man outside had another companion.
"What are you talking about there? Why don't you hurry up and follow me to prepare the things needed for this banquet? If we delay, the saint will definitely kill us."
After listening to his companion's words, the guy's face couldn't help but turn ugly, and then he pointed to the grass next to him and said.
"I thought I saw someone running in just now."
"Don't talk nonsense. No one has ascended recently. How could someone not understand the rules?"
The two people exchanged words with each other, and the guy soon gave up his suspicions, and then left with his companions, leaving Chen Fan and Cheng Mo still in the grass.
At this moment, Chen Fan was just looking at the big sword in his hand.
He was too indifferent. When Cheng Mo saw that Chen Fan was really about to take action, he couldn't help but pat Chen Fan on the shoulder and roared with a ferocious expression.
"Do you know that this is the territory of a saint? If we barge in at will, not only will there be no good results, but even if we kill one of his men, we will have to pay the price with blood."
Cheng Mo said while gritting his teeth.
But Chen Fan found it funny when he heard Cheng Mo's words. He used the magic power in his hand little by little. Cheng Mo couldn't help but froze on the spot, and it took him a while to react.
"Your cultivation level is more than that of an immortal?"