Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 605: Now there is finally hope

At noon, the sky became gloomy.

The sky was pattering and drizzle began to fall, spreading all over the earth in thousands of strands. The dead leaves rustled and the mountains were desolate. The mountains in the distance were hazy, as if they were painted with light ink.

Su Fan held an oil-paper umbrella and stood in front of the spiritual field he had opened, looking at the lush elixirs growing in the ground.

He usually doesn't come here, but when someone comes over, he always looks like he's taking care of the spiritual field.

The ghost soldiers deployed outside the stronghold just now sent him a message that the leader of the stronghold, Ya Kun, was coming towards him.

So Su Fan came to Lingtian and waited for the other party to appear.

After a while, Yakun's figure came out of the dense forest, and he quickly greeted him.

He didn't come alone today. He was followed by a teenage boy. One look at his appearance and he knew he was his son.

This boy is not very old, but he is already as tall as an adult, with a very strong body and an air of escape in his eyes.

What surprised Su Fan was that he actually possessed four spiritual roots and had now reached the fourth level of Qi training.

After Yakun finished speaking, he squatted next to the spiritual field and looked at the thriving low-level elixir plants in the field.

Although the Four Spiritual Roots can only be regarded as rubbish in the Blue Sky Star Territory, it is different in Demon Camel Mountain. No wonder Yakun is like a chicken blood today.

After listening to Yakun's words, Su Fan immediately understood this guy's intention. He was bringing his son to show off.

There was some impatience on his face, and a look of arrogance in his eyes. Although Su Fan pretended to be in the late stage of Qi training, he didn't want to talk to him at all.

"He, it's still early..."

Moreover, this kid's temperament is different from other children in the village. Looking at his clothes, you can tell that he should be from the Wulong Valley gathering place.

"Master of the village, why are you free to come here today..."

Hearing Su Fan's compliment, Yakun was so happy that he couldn't even see his eyes.

"This is my youngest son, his name is Balin. I sent him to Wulong Valley to practice when he was a few years old. He has been away for ten years. Because he has just broken through the middle stage of Qi training, I have the opportunity to come home and have a look. …”

Su Fan looked at the two men's backs, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

But it's not bad. Two auxiliary mechanical puppets guard the spiritual field every day. Sister Zhen has to activate a "Spring Breeze and Rain Talisman" every few days.

"Okay, let's make a deal..."

"Help me leave a mark on that little guy..."

After Yakun finished speaking, he stood up and led his youngest son away.

"Tell me the truth, what do you want to do..."

After listening to Su Fan's words, the Witch God Aji immediately understood his thoughts.

He immediately frowned and said, "What on earth do you want to do..."

After Su Fan finished speaking, he glanced at the young man next to him and asked with a smile.

"When this kid of yours becomes successful, you can enjoy the blessings..."

Whether this kid died or not had nothing to do with Su Fan, but he was afraid that the Witch God Aji would do something wrong again.

Su Fan didn't care at all. He was already in the Nascent Soul realm. How could he be as knowledgeable as a minor Qi practitioner?

This was an opportunity that came to her door. If she didn't blackmail her hard at this time, there would be no store like this in this village.

Su Fan finally settled down in this place where rabbits don't poop. He didn't want to cause any trouble.

"Forget it, it's better not to cause any complications. Let's wait until I go to other planes..."

The witch god Aji probably took a fancy to this boy and wanted to play the dream transmission method.

Seeing the solemn look on Su Fan's face, the witch god Aji had no choice but to explain patiently.

But if she wants to achieve this goal, she must rely on the help of her own human flesh tower.

This girl obviously wants to develop Wumen followers here, so it's okay to help her. Anyway, she won't be able to make any waves for a while.

At this time, the voice of the witch god Aji came to Su Fan's ears.

"Don't worry, I can still hurt him..."

This is why he deliberately restrained himself a lot, for fear of being too noticeable.

"Old Fan, you do a good job of taking care of this spiritual field. You must have put in a lot of hard work..."

"The human monks here are too far behind in their orthodoxy. I want to leave some inheritance to the human monks here..."

You're so nice to say it, but I still don't understand you.

But he thought so in his heart, but he couldn't say it with his mouth.

Yakun turned to look at his son, with a hint of pride on his face.

"Well, I'm relieved that your spiritual field has been taken care of so well. I'm leaving. Today I have to visit other people's spiritual fields..."

After he finished speaking, he laughed and continued: "This kid can't sit still even after he returns home. He has to follow me around..."

"Where is it? The child is still young and early..."

"This is your boy..."

"Zhao Master, your family has a Qilin..."

I'm just waiting for your words. He likes trading the most.

The two of them went back and forth for a while before completing the deal. Anyway, Su Fan took advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to blackmail this girl hard.

Su Fan waved his hand and cast the "Spiritual Magic" spell, and saw a spiritual consciousness invisible to the naked eye whizzing away.

Balin, who was following his father Yakun, only felt a slight itch on his back.

He reached out and scratched his back, and then continued walking forward without taking it seriously at all.

"Thanks……"

The witch god Aji left a word and then said nothing again.

For more than a month, she didn't appear again, and even the two of them had stopped having sex every few days.

Su Fan knew clearly that it seemed that the witch god Aji had already begun to take action.

In fact, the Taoist heritage of Wumen is very ancient. It is said that many Taoist heritages originally came from the ancient Wumen.

In Su Fan's eyes, many of the witchcraft's methods, such as offering sacrifices to seduces gods, transmitting magic in dreams, and blood sacrifices, even smell a bit like evil cults.

Of course, the original evil path was probably the orthodoxy passed down from the witch sect.

Su Fan has no interest in these things at all. As long as it doesn't affect him, the Witch God Aji can do whatever he wants.

Putting aside this girl's selfishness, if she can really pass down the witchcraft tradition in the Nether Bone Star Territory, she will be considered to have immeasurable merit.

In the days that followed, Su Fan continued to enjoy himself and lived comfortably every day.

The spiritual resources here are average, and the cultivation materials are not abundant, let alone the backward Taoism.

But the human monks here don't have any great ambitions, and there are no life-and-death disputes. After so many years of hard work, it was rare to find a place with such beautiful scenery that allowed him to live a life without fighting against the world as he did now.

To be honest, if Su Fan hadn't still been thinking about his family, he would have wanted to live here until he died.

Another person might find this kind of life boring, but he lives a very comfortable life.

When he reunites with his family in the future, Su Fan also imagines finding a place with beautiful scenery and living a peaceful life with his family like he is now.

At noon that day, Su Fan was lying on a lounge chair by the pool, holding an ancient book and reading it attentively.

Sister Zhen was lazily beside him, making a pot of spiritual tea from time to time, pouring a cup for him and passing it to him.

"Please do me one more favor..."

At this time, the voice of the witch god Aji came to Su Fan's ears again. This girl hadn't appeared for a while.

"What's the matter? Tell me..."

If it was something small that could be done later, he wouldn't mind helping.

But if it's something else, then you have to talk about it, you can't let him work in vain.

"You know how to make tools? Help me refine a statue of the Witch Sect..."

Su Fan immediately became energetic. This was no small matter.

"What kind of statue do you want to refine..."

In fact, he was asking questions knowingly. He was familiar with the Luotian Sect's practice of worshiping demon statues in the Xuanluo Realm.

The Wumen statue that the Witch God Aji asked him to refine should probably be similar to the demon statue of the Luotian Sect.

"I won't let your help go in vain..."

Isn’t that nonsense? Who can help you if you work in vain?

Next, the two made another deal, and the Witch God Aji explained various requirements for the Wumen statue she wanted to refine.

After so many years of accumulation, coupled with the frequent study and understanding of the Su Lun people's puppetry skills, his level of tool making is now far from what it used to be.

After Su Fan understood the needs of the witch god Aji, he instantly had a map in his mind.

The Thanat Ring is filled with all kinds of rare materials, which have been collected and captured over the years.

Su Fan randomly selected the most suitable precious wood material, then moved the knife like flying, and quickly carved out the prototype of the statue.

This Wumen statue is not big, just over a foot tall.

And it is completely carved according to the appearance of the witch god Aji. It can be said that it is every detail, and it looks like it has come to life at a sudden glance.

This is only the first step. Next, dense witchcraft runes will be engraved on the statue.

Finally, he used his human-flesh divine tower to let the witch god Aji exert his divine power, and the statue of the witch sect was finally brought to life.

It only took Su Fan an hour to complete the refining. This witchcraft statue also made the witch god Aji very satisfied.

"Please do one more thing for me. Place this statue outside the Wulong Valley gathering place..."

Of course, Su Fan wouldn't take advantage of Qiao for such a trivial matter. He gave the statue to Sister Zhen and asked her to help him run around.

Since the last time the Witch God Aji appeared, she asked Su Fan to refine more than a dozen Witch Gate statues in the next few months, and then he never appeared again.

Su Fan didn't care, and still stayed in the cave in the valley every day, living his own life leisurely.

He plans to stay here for more than ten or twenty years. After the Ghost Clan completely relaxes, he will find an opportunity to escape to other planes.

Anyway, after many blood sacrifices, Su Fan devoured too much energy and blood from the Ghost Clan monks, and his cultivation progress was a little too fast.

He just took advantage of this period of time to make up for the flaws in his Taoist heart.

As for how to cultivate the state of mind, there is no way to explain this clearly.

Su Fan's approach was very simple and crude, which was to live peacefully like this for decades without any desire or desire.

There is no need to deliberately think about those messy things, and there is no need to worry about the state of mind. As time goes by, the Taoist mind will naturally become perfect.

For a Nascent Soul cultivator, decades are like a fleeting moment, and they may pass by simply retreating into seclusion.

So Su Fan was not in a hurry. In addition to using the game panel to brush up on various spells and supernatural powers, he also studied various jade slips and ancient books every day.

In a stone house at the human gathering place in Wulong Valley, Ba Linzheng and more than a dozen human monks knelt in front of the witchcraft statue and prayed devoutly.

After the sorcerer god Aji taught him the magic in his dream, Balin soon became addicted to it.

There is no way, the human monks in Motuo Mountain have inherited too few traditions, so they cannot be compared with the rich witchcraft traditions.

As the first Wumen believer in Wulong Valley, Balin also has the task of attracting Wumen believers.

In just a few months, Balin won over a hundred human monks at the Wulong Valley gathering place and became devout disciples of the Wumen.

Not only do they receive the teachings from the witch god Aji in their dreams, but they also secretly gather together to worship the statues and practice cultivation every day.

This method of teaching in the Wumen has been going on for countless thousands of years. It is simply too slippery to play with it.

Especially in a place like Mirongtian where the human race has declined and the orthodoxy is very barren. For the witch god Aji, this place is a fertile fertile land.

Nowadays, more than a dozen Wumen statues are scattered everywhere in the Wulong Valley gathering place.

Every day, more than a hundred human monks kneel in front of these statues to pray devoutly, and the number is still growing at an extremely fast rate.

This is just the beginning. If things continue like this, in less than a hundred years, the witch god Aji's witch disciples will be spread all over the human gathering places in Mirongtian.

Moreover, this method of preaching is very covert, and witchcraft does not do those harmful things like evil spirits do, so it is generally difficult for people to discover it.

Maybe after a thousand years, we will be able to cultivate a generation of witchcraft masters in Mi Rongtian.

After tens of thousands of years of inheritance, the human monks who practice the Wumen Taoism may actually rise in the Netherbone Star Territory.

These trivial matters have nothing to do with Su Fan. There is no need for him to worry about the affairs of the Wumen.

Now he just wants to escape the ghost clan's pursuit, and then find a chance to return to the Blue Sky Star Territory and reunite with his family.

At this moment, in a city in the area controlled by the Demonic Kui Clan in Mi Rong, Venerable Hulan was sitting cross-legged in a stone house.

"Reporting to Venerable Hulan, the masters we invited will arrive in Mi Rongtian in another month..."

After hearing the report from a Yuanying monk in the clan, Venerable Hulan suddenly became excited.

More than a year has passed now, but the human boy seems to have disappeared from Mi Rongtian.

The Ghost Clan mobilized dozens of old monsters who transformed themselves into gods, and thousands of Nascent Soul cultivators, and almost searched the entire Mi Rong Heaven, but could not find any trace of the other party.

Now there is finally hope.

If the several masters invited by the clan could really determine the boy's general location, it would be much easier to catch him.

At least like this now, a bunch of people are running around like headless chickens.

Mi Rongtian is really too big. If people like the Ghost Clan are thrown around, it will be like throwing it into the sea, not even a splash.

(End of this chapter)