Xianhong Road

Chapter 396
bass!
The little green light man flipped from Yang Fan's hand and jumped onto his shoulder. His appearance was very similar to Yang Fan's.

This is just the prototype of the incarnation outside the body, and the expression looks a little dull.

Yang Fan stared at the appearance of the avatar outside his body, pondered for a moment, his mind was running, and at the same time he was making a formula.

hum~~~
The outline of this clone's face began to change, and its temperament also changed drastically. After a while, it gradually became a cold and heartless man's face.

If some monks from Yuyang Kingdom saw this man's face, they would exclaim, "Shi Qianhan!"

Yang Fan shaped the prototype of this avatar according to Shi Qianhan's image.

Walking in the world of cultivating immortals, if you can have two different identities, and the skills and personalities are very different, it will be more conducive to Yang Fan's survival and development.

Afterwards, Yang Fan began to continue to shape and strengthen the practice of this avatar.

The little green man of light displayed in front of his eyes has extremely weak mana, probably only at the stage of concentration.

He divided half of the spirit and life essence, just to create a clone prototype.

huh~~
After a long time, Yang Fan's vitality was greatly weakened, and the green seed of life withered, almost falling into a realm because of this.

The biggest loss is the loss of Yang Fan's life essence and natal spirit vitality.

After cultivating such a doppelganger, Yang Fan's lifespan will be lost in half.

That is to say, Yang Fan evenly gave half of his life essence to this clone.

This is also the reason why the strength of Yang Fan's avatar can be infinitely close to the deity.

Fortunately, since entering the seed accumulation period, the green seed of life has fused with the heart to produce a life physique that surpasses that of human beings. Yang Fan's life span is several times, even ten times longer than that of monks of the same rank, almost comparable to monsters.

"My avatar will inherit my powerful resilience and all-knowing senses, and share the space of Immortals. The only downside is that it doesn't have the green species of life in its body, and its physique and potential cannot compare with mine."

Yang Fan looked at the three-foot-long "Shi Qianhan", and simply let him practice on his own, and when the time was right, he would pour all his magic skills into him.

Then, he began to recover.

Shouyuan is lost, and the essence and vitality are greatly damaged. If you are an ordinary monk, you may even be in danger of being demoted.Even if it was Yang Fan, it would take at least two or three months to recover.

Two months have passed, and Yang Fan's vitality has basically recovered.

The three-foot-long avatar is already four or five feet long, and its cultivation is probably at the level of the foundation-building stage.

At this time, the growth of the avatar began to slow down.

Yang Fan is not in a hurry, he still has enough time to condense this clone, and after it is completed, he will pour all his magic skills into him.

On this day, Yang Fan, who was retreating, suddenly felt a sense of disharmony.

shhh-

Far away in the sky, two flashes of startling rainbow lights flew over, as fast as lightning, and they arrived within a few tens of miles.

Swish!

Two monks dressed as scholars, a man and a woman, landed in Paradise.

The man is a middle-aged literati, holding a folding fan in ink, handsome and unrestrained, the woman is wearing a white Confucian skirt, her hair is lightly pulled, her face is as beautiful as the morning glow, and she is as beautiful as a fairy.

This pair of Confucian monks walked hand in hand, with outstanding temperament and extraordinary demeanor, they were obviously a couple of monks.

When they came here, the existence above the high level of Tianyuan suddenly felt a sense.

The hearts of all the Jindan elders trembled, and they felt an irresistible righteousness, and even had a mentality of wanting to surrender without a fight.

"Confucian monks, no good! Could it be..."

Yang Fan was secretly surprised.

He faintly felt that this pair of strong Confucianists might be targeting him.

Clap!

The middle-aged scribe waved his folding fan, unfolding a picturesque ink landscape of rivers and mountains, and a scroll-like landscape atmosphere overflowed from his body, which made people admire his lofty integrity.

That Confucian female cultivator, with bright eyes, elegant and quiet, dignified face, graceful and luxurious, looks pleasing to the heart.

There is a sword hanging around the waist of this man and a woman, which looks exquisite and elegant, like an ornament.

"Ningchen and Nie Qian, the three sages, come to visit."

These two Confucian monks, who were like gods and maids, stood in the sky of Paradise and saluted from afar.

Their etiquette is elegant, full of ancient charm of a kind of history and culture, polite and pleasing to the eye.

"Three Virtuous Sect? Isn't that the sect that Shi Yao belongs to?"

Yang Fan observed secretly in the cave, and couldn't help being startled.

Why are they here?
Yang Fan only thought of one possibility, one is Deng Shiyao, although the possibility is not great.The second is for the Confucian treasure "Seven Fragrance Jade Soul Flute".

Other than that, Yang Fan couldn't think of any other possibility.

"Hahaha, it turns out to be a monk from the Sanxian Sect. It's a pleasure to meet you!"

The angry voice of the Great Elder Ye surnamed came out, and he flew out of the cave and came to the sky in the Paradise.

The two who came were Nascent Soul-level powerhouses, and none of the Jindan cultivators of the Zongmen dared to come forward. Only he, the Great Elder, came out to deal with them.

The Great Elder surnamed Ye was also puzzled: My Heavenly Paradise and the Confucianism Sect seem to have no intersection. The Sanxian Sect is a first-class sect in Tianqin Inner Sea, and its strength is not only one or two times higher than Tianyuan.

"Old Elder of Paradise, I don't know what the two comrades are doing here?"

The Great Elder surnamed Ye got straight to the point.

"When we came to Tianyuan, we only wanted to meet one person. He was the elder of the noble clan, Yang Fan."

Na Ning Chen said with a smile, his words were very gentle.

"Elder Yang? Why are you looking for him?" The Great Elder surnamed Ye asked rather puzzled.

He remembered that Yang Fan stayed in Paradise all year round, and never went out to cause any trouble.

"This is a personal grievance between my Sanxian sect and him. I hope to meet Daoist Yang Fan and resolve the issue peacefully with him." Ning Chen was still so amiable.

The Great Elder surnamed Ye understands that Confucian monks always pay attention to etiquette first and then soldiers.

The other party has two Nascent Soul-level powerhouses descending, and a powerful force like the Sanxian Sect as a backer, such etiquette is enough to make people feel flattered.

The Great Elder surnamed Ye was just about to transmit his spiritual consciousness, but Yang Fan flew out first: "Great Elder, I'm coming out."

"You are Yang Fan?" Ning Chen and Nie Qian, two strong Confucianists, looked at Yang Fan in unison.

"This is Yang Fan, who has met the two seniors."

Yang Fan also clasped his fists in salute.

He also knows very well that Confucian monks are the most particular about etiquette.

"I don't know why the two seniors are looking for me?" Yang Fan asked pretending to be confused.

"We learned about you from Shi Yao. We heard that the Confucian treasure 'Seven Fragrance Jade Soul Flute' is in your hands?"

Nie Qian had a pretty smile on her pretty face, and her tone was soft and poetic. She looked at Yang Fan with anticipation in her eyes.

"That's right, the 'Seven Fragrant Jade Soul Flute' is in my hand. Could it be that the two seniors came to 'Tianyuan' to snatch it from Yang?" Yang Fan said frankly, and immediately attacked verbally.

When the Great Elder surnamed Ye heard this, he immediately understood the purpose of the other two's visit, his expression changed, and a look of guard appeared on his face.

"Stealing? How is that possible!" Ning Chen laughed and said, "How could I, a Confucian monk, act like a robber? We are here to ask you to solve the problem peacefully."

"Tell me, both of you." Yang Fan waited for the next sentence.

"Your Excellency should know that the 'Extraordinary Fragrance Jade Soul Flute' belongs to my Confucian school treasure. There are records about this matter in ancient books. Long before Xianqin, the Confucian school flourished, and the seven major musical instrument treasures all belong to my Confucian school treasure. For tens of thousands of years, there have been more than a dozen Confucian treasures in Tianqin Inner Sea, which have returned to our Confucian and Taoist hands."

"The 'Extraordinary Fragrance Jade Soul Flute' in your hand belongs to my Confucian school. We are just here to retrieve something that belongs to us. How can it be considered a robbery?" Ning Chen said with a smile.

After Yang Fan listened, even with his calmness, he was angry with an unknown fire.

In the end, I still want to grab it, and I said so grandly.

"At the end of the day, both of you, you still want to grab the 'Seven Fragrant Jade Soul Flute'."

Yang Fan took a deep breath, suppressed his anger for now, and stared at the two people coldly.

"No, no, there are many records in ancient books about the fact that the 'Extraordinary Fragrance Jade Soul Flute' belongs to my Confucian school, and it can be said to be solid evidence. The little brother took what did not belong to him as his own. This is actually a kind of robber. Behavior……"

What!Am I still a robber?

Yang Fan almost didn't laugh out loud, with a sneer on his face.

Who is the robber, of course, is clear at a glance, but the Confucian monks must put themselves on the commanding heights of morality in everything they do.

Yang Fan understood that Confucian monks were eloquent, and he didn't bother to argue with them, so he said coldly: "Dare to ask the two seniors, if I don't hand over the 'Jade Soul Flute of Strange Fragrance', what do you think?"

"We Confucian monks advocate courtesy before soldiers, and don't eat fine wine for toasting." Ning Chen's face suddenly sank, and a huge pressure hit Yang Fan.

"You two, don't you want to make a move in Paradise!"

The Great Elder surnamed Ye finally couldn't bear it anymore, his voice was cold.

"How can you, a cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul, defeat the combination of the two of us, not to mention that our Sanxianmen warship is also rushing here tens of thousands of miles away." Ning Chen sneered again and again.

"Okay, since you said that the Seven Fragrant Jade Soul Flute belongs to the Confucian sect, then if I hand it over to any Confucian sect monk, wouldn't it be considered a return to the Confucian sect?" Yang Fan changed the subject abruptly.

"What do you mean?" The expressions of the two strong Confucianists changed.

"Hehe, there are so many Confucian sects in Tianqin Neihai, and your Sanxian sect is not the strongest. In addition, I have a relationship with Nangong Yixue of the 'Sage Confucians', and she plans to trade Yang at a high price. The 'Seven Fragrant Jade Soul Flute' in your hand."

Yang Fan smiled instead of anger.

Saint Confucianism?Nangong Yixue?

Ning Chen and Nie Qian looked at each other.

Shengru sect is the first holy sect of Tianqin Neihai Confucianism sect, Nangong Yixue loves musical instruments even more, and is also the proud daughter of heaven in the sect.

"Hehe, the 'Seven Fragrant Jade Soul Flute' belongs to the Confucian sect. Yang doesn't necessarily have to hand it over to you, the 'Three Virtuous Sect'. Giving it to any Confucian sect cultivator is considered returning this treasure to the Confucian sect."

Yang Fan smiled, and thought to himself: "You guys will make strong words, but I won't?!"

"You're lying!" Nie Qian's delicate face was frosty, and she sneered, "I heard from the disciples of the sect that this thing was a gift from your confidante, how could you give it to a Confucian monk?"

"Yes, you can give it to Confucian monks, but we must see it with our own eyes."

An angry look also flashed in Ning Chen's eyes.

"Hehe, Confucian monk? Isn't that Yang?" Yang Fan laughed.

"What! When did you become a Confucian monk?" Ning Chen was furious.

Yang Fan leisurely took out a jade slip from his storage bag, and said with a solemn expression: "Hmm, "Introduction to Confucianism", with my aptitude, I can get started within three days, and from then on, Yang will be honored to become a Confucianist." One of them, please give me your advice..."

(three more)

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