Xianhong Road

Chapter 356

Three months later, a certain vast plain in Zhao State.

This place is full of potholes, the ground is broken and peeled off layer by layer, and there are countless potholes, many of which are huge holes with a diameter of hundreds of feet. The depth is bottomless and daunting.

Such a pothole spreads for thousands of miles. Judging from the traces on it, it is obviously not the cause of natural disasters, but man-made.

The wilderness is 80 million miles long, and Zhao Guo is a superpower with an area of ​​200 million miles.It took Yang Fan three months to get here.

Standing on this unceasingly potholed and riddled plain, Yang Fan felt a sense of ancient history, and it seemed as if he could still see the chaotic scenes of countless cultivators fighting for the top and hundreds of millions of brilliance.

He knew that this plain was called "Forgotten Plain", and that this place was the famous ancient battlefield in the land of Northern Qin—the ancient battlefield of Xianqin.

It is said that in a very distant time, the Great Qin Dynasty, known as the "Xianqin", ruled the entire Dongsheng Continent with an area of ​​hundreds of millions of miles.

The civilization of cultivating immortals in the Xianqin period reached a prosperous and prosperous situation.It is said that there are so few high-ranking monks nowadays, but there were countless of them at that time.

At that time, the splendid civilization of cultivating immortals in the ancient kingdom of Xianqin was very different from the current Dongsheng Continent.

Not to mention high-level monks, even the legendary top monks, there were many people in the Xianqin period.

And here is the most famous ancient battlefield in Zhao Kingdom.

"Finally arrived at the destination."

Yang Fan still felt a little sad in his heart.

But the crisis and pressure that Sanyou Old Demon brought to him still haven't disappeared.

Even though he was thousands of miles away from Yuyang, he could still feel the existence of Sanyou Old Demon.

At least, there is still a vague concept of direction.

At this moment, the old demon Sanyou should have recovered from his injuries. Yang Fan couldn't delay, and had to leave the land of Northern Qin as soon as possible.

According to the information left in his father's jade slips, there is a one-way teleportation array in the ancient battlefield of Xianqin, which can teleport him to an ancient site hundreds of millions of miles away from Beiqin.

As long as you go there, the sky is big and the earth is big, no matter how powerful Sanyou old devil is, it is impossible to find him.

Yang Fan turned into a pharmacist, carrying a medicine basket on his back, with a warm face, wearing a green shirt, like a breeze, flying in this ancient battle between Xianqin and Qin Dynasty.

When he flew to a certain place, his expression changed slightly.

At this time, a group of monks flew in front, about twenty people in number, the leader of the group was a commoner old man in the Jindan stage, the aura on his body was unfathomable, giving Yang Fan an impenetrable feeling. Feel.

There was a fierce and proud aura on these monks. They all carried swords on their backs, and their eyes were as sharp as swords.

Sword repair sect?

Yang Fan showed a look of astonishment. As far as he knew, in the Thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin, the only sword cultivator sect was the Lingxiao Immortal Sword Sect.

"Who dares to be good at the ancient battlefield of Xianqin?"

The old and sharp voice of the commoner man reached Yang Fan's ears.

Yang Fan immediately felt a strong and majestic pressure. This is definitely not an ordinary Golden Core cultivator, at least a Golden Core cultivator.

Jindan great monk, this is definitely in the same rank, and can threaten the existence of Yang Fan.

"Returning to my predecessors, I am a mere pharmacist who travels around to collect medicines. I pass by this ancient battlefield of Xianqin, and I will take a look at the ancient battlefield by the way, and feel the civilization and history that have been left behind."

Yang Fan said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Pharmacist?" The commoner man's gaze was like a sword, and he was a little surprised that he could see such a young high-ranking pharmacist.

High-level pharmacists, even in a big country like Zhao, are relatively rare.

If it is said that there is no one out of ten high-level golden core monks, then the number of high-level pharmacists is even lower than this ratio.

Therefore, after learning of Yang Fan's identity and cultivation base, the old man's face softened slightly: "This ancient battlefield of Xianqin has preserved many secrets from the ancient times, and there are still many clues and secrets to be explored here. In order to prevent outsiders from destroying For the historical relics and clues here, I, Lingxiao Xianjianzong, have monks here to hold hands and patrol day and night. It is better not to stay longer, fellow daoists."

"Thank you senior for reminding me, but Yang is very interested in this place. If you are worried, you can ask one or two monks from your sect to supervise you." Yang Fan said with a gentle face.

"This..." The commoner man hesitated.

While the two were talking, a pair of monks led by the old man in civilian clothes had already flown to the front.

Yang Fan glanced at the monks, and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

It was a slim, elegant and quiet woman in a moon-white long dress. This woman was about seventeen or eighteen years old. Unlike many monks next to her, she did not have the domineering aura. It has a poetic and picturesque unique temperament.

However, between this woman's black eyebrows, there is a kind of detachment and self-admiration that is unstained from silt.

Her existence seemed out of place with the rest of the cultivators of Ling Xiao Xian Jian Sect.

When he was in Luoshan Kingdom, Yang Fan appeared as Shi Qianhan, and had a relationship with this woman once, but they didn't talk much.

Only this time, Yang Fan didn't see Yu Tianya who was unique and extraordinary before.

"I don't think your Excellency looks like a villain, and you are a rare high-level pharmacist. How about this..."

The eyes of the old man in civilian clothes swept across the crowd, and he fixed on the elegant woman with a poetic and picturesque temperament: "Shiyao, you know the history and civilization of the ancient battlefield, why don't you take this Yang Yaoshi to observe this place, and at the same time, you are responsible for supervising him. action."

"Yes, Uncle Yuan Shi."

Deng Shiyao nodded slightly, her demeanor was elegant and quiet, full of poetic connotations.

At the same time, she also took a look at Yang Fan. Such a young high-level pharmacist is really rare. I am afraid that there is no one in the entire Zhao Guoxiu world.

What's more valuable is that the other party has an amiable and natural air, with a gentle temperament like the wind, his eyes are as deep as stars, his face is sharp and angular, and he is unparalleled in handsomeness.

With such a demeanor and appearance, coupled with superhuman cultivation, he is almost an existence that monks of the same level look up to.

Even if Deng Shiyao, who is detached and refined and self-admired, met for the first time, she couldn't help feeling fond of her.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior."

Yang Fan saluted the commoner man surnamed Yuan and expressed his gratitude.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Yang doesn't need to be like this. You are a high-ranking Jindan and a pharmacist with a transcendent status, just call me Fellow Daoist Yuan."

The commoner old man surnamed Yuan smiled lightly.

At this time, Deng Shiyao flew away from the team with an elegant figure like a fairy, and came to Yang Fan: "I have seen my predecessors, I have dabbled in this ancient battlefield relic, and Shiyao can lead you the way."

Yang Fan nodded, it is naturally a wonderful thing to travel with beauty.

"Uncle Yuan, the origin of that senior pharmacist is unknown, and Junior Sister Deng went there alone, how can you rest assured, it is better to let the two of us go together."

Two young monks next to the great monk Yuan surnamed Jindan volunteered to invite Ying.

"Okay, you can go, don't be rude to the guests. If you can make friends with a high-level pharmacist, it will be a good thing for me, Ling Xiaoxian Jianmen."

The commoner old man surnamed Yuan asked.

shhhhh!

These two young monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment took the initiative to fly over to accompany Deng Shiyao.

"I'm Huang Fei, I met Yaoshi Yang."

"I'm under Wude, I have seen this senior pharmacist."

The two youths maintained their basic respect for senior monks.

"Pharmacist Yang, please."

Deng Shiyao was polite, with bright eyes like poetry, and she led Yang Fan to observe this ancient battlefield, and explained some of its secrets.

If it was normal, Yang Fan would definitely be very interested in it.

But now he is anxious to find the mysterious teleportation array on the ancient battlefield, but he is not very interested.

After observing for three consecutive days, Deng Shiyao's interest remained undiminished, Huang Fei and Wu De were always courteous behind him, like two flies.

Deng Shiyao was obviously a little impatient about this, but Yang Fan was a little anxious: "Father's jade slips did not describe the exact location of the ancient teleportation formation, so how do we find it? Maybe the Lingxiao Xianjianmen hid the ancient teleportation formation , maybe."

After thinking about it, he still decided to enter from Deng Shiyao's side.

But when the two met for the first time, their trust was limited, and their abrupt inquiries might arouse their suspicions.

After thinking about it, Yang Fan has two strategies:
One is to blackmail Deng Shiyao and force her to reveal the location in the ancient legend.

The two won Deng Shiyao's goodwill and trust, and then asked about the location of the ancient teleportation array.

The first strategy is obviously very risky. The ancient battlefield belongs to the super-big faction Lingxiao Xianjianmen, and now there are strong sword repairmen at the level of golden core monks sitting in the town. It will arouse the vigilance of Ling Xiaoxian Jianmen, and send more people, and then it will be troublesome.

There is no risk in implementing the second strategy, even if it fails, it is not too late to implement the first plan.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan was determined, and in the process of observing and studying the ancient battlefield together, he took the initiative to approach Deng Shiyao.

A woman as elegant and beautiful as Deng Shiyao, with a poetic and picturesque temperament, is enough to impress any man.

At the same time, Yang Fan himself has an extraordinary appearance, a friendly and natural temperament, and his cultivation has reached a high level, so it is easy to impress women's hearts.

With Yang Fan's active approach, Deng Shiyao's self-admiration heart gradually wavered, and she indulged in Yang Fan's elegant and humorous conversation.

Whenever the two of them come into close contact, Deng Shiyao feels that she is surrounded by a layer of fresh breeze that reveals the fresh breath of nature.

Yang Fan's appearance, temperament, and cultivation status are far better than any of her peers she has ever seen, and he is also an ideal man.

Under the intention of the two parties, Yang Fan and Deng Shiyao started to be polite and dodge their eyes at the beginning, and finally they gradually exchanged eyebrows, and their relationship gradually became closer.

In a blink of an eye, half a month later, Huang Fei and Wu De had become two big light bulbs, feeling sour in their hearts.

However, they couldn't afford to feel much jealousy.

In the face of the absolute disparity in strength, even jealousy can hardly arise.

The two left in despair.

"Why are you back?" Yuan asked in surprise.

The two lowered their heads and told the story again, the great monk Yuan surnamed Jindan laughed loudly: "This girl Shiyao thinks very highly of herself and looks down on those rookies in the world of cultivating immortals. Isn't she being captured now?"

On the other side, Yang Fan and Deng Shiyao traveled hand in hand to the ancient battlefield, and they fell in love deeply.

Feeling Deng Shiyao's affectionate gaze, Yang Fan felt ashamed in his heart. He did not deny his affection and liking for Deng Shiyao.

However, it is a fact that he uses the other party.

"I can't let the sacrifice of my father and Wushuang be in vain..."

Yang Fan was tenacious in his heart, even though he felt that his actions were shameless, he had to continue.

Finally on this day, he held Deng Shiyao's hand tightly and asked her about the teleportation array on the ancient battlefield.

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