Xianhong Road

Chapter 39
Yang Fan sat cross-legged in this luxurious room, and people boarded the boat outside one after another, and the huge sky sailing boat immediately became lively.

Half of the monks stayed in the public warehouse, and only a few of them chose to live in single rooms or deluxe rooms for different reasons.

Although there were restrictions on the outside of the luxury room, Yang Fan was still worried and set up another layer of restrictions inside the room.

A layer of streamer-like green fine lines blended into the room and disappeared. This is the unique alarm restriction in "Xianhongjue".

As a monk in the Qi refining period, he is generally helpless against the spiritual consciousness of more advanced monks, but Yang Fan is obviously an exception.

He closed his eyes, and started to run the dead wood kung fu again, adjusting the breath on his body.

However, no matter how he adjusts it, as long as he maintains his cultivation in the Qi refining stage, the strange and natural aura cannot be completely restrained.

Unless Yang Fan concentrates all his attention, his mind and mind are united, and he doesn't smell anything outside, he can [-]% restrain this unique temperament that seems to be born.

call!
Yang Fan let out a long breath, some beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, but he still couldn't completely eliminate the breath.

"I can only restrain myself as much as possible..."

Yang Fan is also very helpless, unless he hides his cultivation base to the point of an ordinary mortal, otherwise, he will never want to really control this aura.

However, if he hides to the level of a mortal, how can he heal the wounds and illnesses of those cultivators?

Suddenly, he thought of the mysterious "Fairy Yun" from before. She had a higher level of cultivation and also possessed a similar aura, which was enough to make anyone who saw her fall in love with her for the first time. Will fall in love at first sight.

"Maybe she also has troubles in this area, no wonder she wears a veil..."

When Yang Fan thought of this, his heart suddenly moved.

veil!mask!Disguise!
"However, it is difficult to hide the truth from the immortal cultivator with the general disguise technique."

Yang Fan frowned. His treatment targets are generally immortal cultivators who are at the same level or higher than himself.

"Well, you can pay more attention to the 'Xiuyu Pavilion' this time. There should be auxiliary instruments and props in this regard."

Yang Fan made up his mind, and felt relieved.

Xiuyu Pavilion is also a large-scale Xiuxianfang City, where you can see all kinds of magic weapons, panacea, materials for cultivating immortals, and strange things.

Breathing out lightly, Yang Fan's eyebrows stretched out, and he walked out of the luxurious room, he wanted to ask the specific time to arrive at "Xiuyu Pavilion".

At the same time, he also became interested in the waters of the Qingjiang River. He had heard about how dangerous the waters were, and there were even monsters lurking in them.

Stepping on the deck, in the cool wind and waves, he walked to the side of the ship and stared at the long river stretching to the end of the mountains and valleys.

Although the "Tian Xing Zhou" is big, it is not worth mentioning compared to this thousands of miles long water area.

After a while, the "Tian Xing Zhou" came to a turbulent and winding river. The river here is fierce, rushing for thousands of miles, with a steep slope of 45 degrees. If an idle boat comes here, it will probably end in destruction.

call!
Tian Xingzhou was as stable as Mount Tai, and rushed down, stirring up waves of several feet, and some river water even splashed on Yang Fan's body and hit his face, which was slightly painful, very refreshing, and easily aroused the pride deep in the heart.

After rushing down this dangerous place, the bottom is calmer, but there are some reefs in the river.

Just rushing down from a high place, even if you can survive, but facing these reefs, you will also fall to pieces.

hum~
A layer of hazy, dreamlike blue light waves lit up on the surface of Tian Xing Zhou. The speed was greatly reduced, and he shuttled through the river calmly. Said, less than one, at most a slight shake.

After crossing this river full of reefs, the scenery ahead changes drastically. Tian Xingzhou enters a quiet and remote valley. The scenery here is beautiful and the scenery is infinite. Hearing the sound of birds chirping in the empty mountain is very soothing to the body and mind.

At this moment, many monks also walked out of the public warehouse or single room, looking at the scenery in the distance in the night.

In such an empty and ethereal night scene, Yang Fan's mind once again entered the state of blending into the surrounding world, river water, aquatic plants, fish, mountains, pine trees, rocks... all the scenes were reflected in his mind, very clear and vivid. As if in a dream.

The mist of life in his body circulated like threads of silk, and even left his body, creating an indescribable resonance with the life flow in the surrounding space.

In an instant!

Yang Fan's senses expanded tenfold and a hundredfold, and within a radius of a hundred miles, the flow of life in the river can be vaguely seen.

This is a supreme state of blending into nature and harmony between man and nature.

However, Yang Fan only faintly touched this dreamlike realm through the particularity of the exercises and under the resonance of the life flow.

Faintly, Yang Fan realized that the mist of life in his body and the flow of life outside had built a harmonious "bridge".

He was deeply intoxicated by this supreme artistic conception, fearing that if he was not careful, he would fall out.

at the same time.

Some changes have also taken place in the waters within a hundred miles.

The plants in the river area stretched out their tentacles in the direction of the "Sky Boat" in the waves of the water, transmitting a sound that humans cannot hear.

However, Yang Fan realized the joy of these plants through the mysterious bridge.

Not only the plants, but also the rocks in the river and the vegetation in the mountains also sent out some hidden messages.

Whoa!Whoa!
The fish and shrimps in the river area were also alarmed, and gathered in the direction of "Tian Xing Zhou".

In the beginning, only one or two fish jumped out of the water, but as time went by, the number increased.

Crash!Crash!Wow...

Two...three...ten...a hundred...

After a while, the number of fish reached a terrifying level.

Looking at it from a distance, a piece of silver and white is jumping around Tianxingzhou, drawing a series of natural arcs, as if it is interpreting the philosophy of life and nature.

"Look!"

All the monks on the deck of the sky sailing boat couldn't help but exclaim.

At this moment, the number of fish gathered near Tianxingzhou is still increasing.

One thousand... ten thousand...

This number has reached an outrageous level.

Looking at it, the white flowers are enough to make people jump in fear.

However, in Yang Fan's senses, he seemed to see the children playing happily, and his body and mind were also unprecedentedly cheerful.

In this supreme artistic conception, the aura on his body actually blended into the surrounding environment, and instead became an existence that was easily overlooked.

It gave people the feeling that he should have stood there, and there was nothing unusual about him.

Whoa!

At a certain moment, a silver light arc with a length of more than ten feet jumped out of the water.

It turned out to be a giant fish, and a depressing breath came from it.

"Monster!"

The monks on the sky boat were shocked.

However, the same or even stronger aura came from around Tian Xingzhou.

One by one monsters, or fish, or shrimps, or water snakes, appeared nearby one by one, and the monster aura they condensed was enough to make high-ranking human monks change their colors.

The five members of Tian Xingzhou had already reached the deck.

Li Yueshuang panicked: "What's going on? Could it be that the 'River God' of Qingjianghe wants to attack us?"

"There are no gods in this world. Such power, I am afraid, can only be achieved by the most mysterious 'Demon King' in the depths of the Qingjiang River."

Old Yuan sighed softly, with a hint of fear and confusion in his eyes.

"Then what should we do?"

Punish the second child.

The monks around were also panicked.

Elder Yuan sighed for a long time, but his expression calmed down, and he said lightly:

"Let it be fate."

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