Xianhong Road

Chapter 32
The layout of the hall is elegant, with seats, futons, coffee tables, fruit cakes and other things inside, and there are already dozens of people.

Yang Fan took a casual look and found that these 30 or [-] people were all immortal cultivators, including men, women, young and old, monks and Taoists, sitting in different parts of the hall, it was a mixed bag.

People who don't know the truth may think that this is the place where martial arts are gathered.

However, Yang Fan has already confirmed that these people are all immortal cultivators, and they are all monks in the Qi refining period. From the early stage of Qi refining to the four levels of Dzogchen, you can see it here.

"Fellow Daoist, please go in and rest for a while. In the evening, I will send you all to the 'Xiuyu Pavilion'."

The pockmarked middle-aged man smiled.

Yang Fan nodded, and walked into the hall calmly under the gaze of many eyes.

After all, he was a genius in cultivation and a strong man in the concentration stage, so he didn't pay attention to this scene at all.

Looking around, Yang Fan didn't find the monks of the Yang family in Nanling, he was slightly relieved, and found a futon at random to sit down.

In this hall, he didn't dare to practice "Xianhong Jue", so he immersed his mind into "Xianhong space".

Every time he entered the "Xianhong Space", Yang Fan found that he had to put at least half of his mind into it.

Xianhong space.

Yang Fan appeared in the warehouse with some things beside him, the most conspicuous of which was the cyan brick of the medium-grade spiritual weapon.

Walking out of the warehouse, he stepped on the green land under his feet, and the trickle flowed into his body, making him feel the tenacity and unyieldingness of life.

Looking at the black land surrounded by dead silence and a terrifying breath of death, Yang Fan grew up like a cactus in the desert without being surprised.

Unknowingly, the mist of life in Yang Fan's body flowed from his feet into the green ground under his feet.

In an instant, Yang Fan felt that he had turned into a big tree, and his roots had penetrated deep into the soil layer, absorbing the nutrients in the land, and at the same time, he made the land more solid and rich.

After a long time, Yang Fan withdrew from this state, feeling a flesh-and-blood connection between himself and the green land.

Breathing out lightly, Yang Fan suddenly found that the green space under his feet had expanded again.

Before, the area of ​​the green space was only about two square meters, but now it has expanded to about four square meters.

Yang Fan had an illusion that the green land under his feet seemed to be his own territory.

As they expand, the more "power" they have in the "Xianhong Space".

Suddenly, a question popped up in Yang Fan's mind.

He looked at the puppy next to the warehouse and asked, "Who owns the Xianhong space?"

What kind of existence is the Xianhong space, and does it have its own master?

After successfully recognizing the owner of "Xianhong Ring" for the first time, Yang Fan thought that he was the only one in this space, so "Xianhong Space" became his own private property in disguise.

However, when the green land under his feet expanded this time, he noticed something unusual about this space.

"Returning to the master, the 'Xianhong Space' is an extremely special existence, and what you see now is just an appearance. This space does not belong to anyone. Besides you, there are some indigenous pioneers here. But, this The space is too big, the entire Great Thousand Universe is as big as it can extend...so the master has not seen other pioneers for the time being."

Puppy explained.

"Then what happened to the 'Xianhong Ring' in my hand?"

Yang Fan asked puzzledly.

"'Xianhong Ring' is the bridge connecting the physical space and the fairy space, and it is the only one in the world. As for other functions, I don't know..."

Puppies answer all questions.

Then, it thought of something again, and said: "Now, the master is Xianhong level 1, and the time acceleration of the green land is four times. Through the 'Xianhong ring', a person can be brought in from the material space to assist the master in managing the territory. However, That person must not have any thoughts of resistance before he can be brought in, this is already the limit of what the 'Xianhong Ring' can do at this stage."

Yang Fan glanced at the projectile-like green land under his feet, curled his lips and said, "Forget it, a place as big as a palm, who needs help..."

"Well, the time acceleration has been quadrupled now... If it can be increased to ten times and a hundred times, wouldn't it be possible to plant heaven, material and earth treasures in batches?"

Yang Fan rested his chin and thought about it, and the green land is undoubtedly a very magical existence.

He has seen that the size of the green land area is also closely related to the growth of his cultivation.

After staying in the Xianhong space for a while, checking the 500-year-old white jade ginseng full of vitality, Yang Fan smiled.

"My lord, are you also planning to go to 'Xiuyu Pavilion'?"

A little girl about fifteen or sixteen years old came over and said timidly.

Yang Fan opened his eyes, and had withdrawn half of his mind and consciousness in the "Xianhong Space". He took a look at this girl, who was dressed plainly and looked very delicate, and she was actually a monk in the early stage of Qi refining.

"That's right, the people who want to come to this hall are all immortal cultivators who plan to go to 'Xiuyu Pavilion'."

Yang Fan smiled.

Although he has used the "transfiguration" to change his facial muscles, his appearance is still very handsome, and the gentle and moist aura about him is enough to make others feel good about him.

In this regard, the mysterious "Fairy Yun", which is similar to Yang Fan's technique, also has this natural and friendly mysterious atmosphere.

However, out of a low profile, Yang Fan deliberately suppressed this aura.However, as long as it is maintained in the Qi refining stage, this aura that makes any life kind to it cannot be completely restrained.

"My name is Zhao Xue. May I ask your surname, what do you want to exchange for 'Xiuyu Pavilion'?"

The girl said a little shyly, after all, she was the one who took the initiative to talk to Yang Fan.

Seeing her directly asking about his personal affairs, Yang Fan frowned slightly, not surprised, and replied: "My surname is Yang, and I am going to trade some medicinal and alchemy materials during my trip to 'Xiuyu Pavilion'?"

"Could Mr. Yang be a pharmacist or an alchemist?"

Zhao Xueshuiling's eyes showed curiosity and surprise.

Pharmacists and alchemists are very rare in this world of cultivating immortals, and their status is detached.

"That's right, I'm a new pharmacist."

Yang Fan smiled slightly, with a gentle temperament on his body, which made people feel good.

Zhao Xue was stunned for a moment, her face blushed, her heart was pounding, she didn't dare to look directly at Yang Fan, and said in a low voice, "I don't have any medicinal materials in my hand, so I can't trade with you."

After all, she was about to leave.

"Wait, you have something to trade, why don't you go to the 'Xiuyu Pavilion' to make plans, there are more immortal cultivators and more choices." Yang Fan said puzzled.

"Could it be the first time for you to come here, sir? We use this channel to take a ferry to the 'Xiuyu Pavilion'. It costs one low-grade spirit stone, and another one when we come back. Adding up, it is two spirit stones, which can be traded here in advance." , is the best."

Zhao Xue finished speaking with her head down, glanced at him secretly, and left.

"This girl is careful planning. It turned out that she wanted to save two Lingshi..."

Yang Fan couldn't help being stunned, and with a slight smile, he watched Zhao Xue leave.

However, there is always something strange in his heart. After practicing "Xianhong Jue", his personal temperament has changed a lot and his charm has greatly increased.

For the opposite sex, it is a fatal temptation.

In such a short while, Yang Fan saw two female cultivators, flirting with him with eye-catching eyes.

Among them was a middle-aged lady who looked at him with a half-smile, with spring waves rippling in her eyes.

"Forehead……"

Yang Fan felt uncomfortable all over, and quickly turned his gaze elsewhere.

At this moment, some monks walked into the hall one after another, and one of the monks with a fat face and big ears shouted:
"When will I go to 'Xiuyu Pavilion', I can't wait?"

Immediately, the entire hall was dead silent, and everyone looked at the fat-faced monk with strange eyes.

(Chapter 2 arrives, two chapters are guaranteed every day, if there is an addition, it will be noted, and the ticket must not be missing.)
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