Xianhong Road

Chapter 409 Secret compartment, golden box
"stop!!"

The three people next to the small tower issued a warning to Yang Fan.

The golden core old man had a mocking look on his face, and one of the brocade-robed young men had a hostile look on his face, with a bit of anger in his eyes.

In addition, behind the two of them was a pretty female cultivator with bright eyes like water, wearing a green palace attire, with lightly pulled hair, dignified and beautiful, and she was also frowning slightly at this moment.

Obviously, the three of them discovered this small tower first, and they were full of hostility and vigilance towards Yang Fan, an unexpected visitor.

"Here... three fellow Taoists, Yang happened to pass by here, what do you think?"

Yang Fan simply pretended to be stupid, looking very leisurely.

"Hmph, don't pretend to me. We discovered the small tower here first, without your share. If you are sensible, just leave obediently. If not, don't blame the three of us for joining forces to kill you!"

The young man in brocade glared at Yang Fan, intending to strike at any time.

"Fellow Daoist, what you said is wrong. Tianlan Palace is a treasure relic in the entire Inner Sea. Is it your private property? Since Yang happened to pass by, then those who see it will have a share..."

Yang Fan said with a smile.

Seeing what he said, the golden core old man and the female cultivator in green palace attire exchanged glances.

The three of them communicated through sound transmission with their spiritual senses, and at the end of the discussion, the woman in palace attire said calmly: "Since fellow Taoists happened to see it, let's come together."

"It's so good." Yang Fan smiled brightly.

If there are disputes and fights here, it will attract more monks or demon cultivators, and then everyone's interests will be even less.

"Hmph." The brocade-robed youth was still suspicious and hostile towards Yang Fan.

"This fellow Daoist Yang, when I was near the bronze gate just now, the old man saw you with senior Ouyang. Could it be that you are the third generation disciple of the 'Three Spirits Sect'?"

The golden core old man asked tentatively.

"It's up to you to guess..." Yang Fan smiled mysteriously.

Hearing this, the golden elixir elder was a little embarrassed, the nun in green palace attire looked dull, and the young man in brocade robe was a little annoyed. These two obviously had never heard of the "Shenzong of the Three Spirits".

"My surname is Jin." The Jindan old man said briefly.

The young man in brocade robes simply did not introduce himself, and the nun in green palace attire said, "My little girl's surname is Qin."

Afterwards, the three of them walked to the restraining flaw of the small tower.

The breach of the prohibition came from the windows on the first floor of the small tower.

At this moment, the window was broken a little, enough for one person to enter.

Yang Fan muttered, looking at the ancient inscriptions on the plaque on the small pagoda.

It's a pity that he doesn't know anything about ancient characters, and he doesn't know the names of these three-story towers.

"Who will go in first?" The old man surnamed Jin inspected several people.

Yang Fan unfolded his omniscient senses and could see part of the scene in the small pagoda.

"Let me come first. If you are timid, don't enter Tianlan Palace." The young man in brocade robe sneered, his figure turned into an afterimage, and entered the small building through the broken window.

"It's okay." After entering, the young man in brocade robe said mockingly, as if he was deliberately targeting Yang Fan.

shhhhh!

The old man surnamed Jin and the woman surnamed Qin in palace attire also entered the small pagoda.

Yang Fan showed a pensive look on his face, and with a flash of figure, he also entered the small tower.

As soon as he entered the small pagoda, Yang Fan smelled a strong scent of books.

Even though it has been passed down for countless years, there is no dust in this small pagoda. I don't know how it is done.

"Bookshelf? Lots of books!"

Yang Fan stared and found many ancient books and jade slips.

"Could it be that this is a library? But I feel something is wrong." The repair woman surnamed Qin revealed a thoughtful look on her face.

Yang Fan unfolded his omniscient senses and grasped the situation on the first floor of the small tower in his hands.

At a certain moment, there was a movement in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm.

"Let's go and have a look. These ancient books and jade slips are handed down from the ancient times. They must not be ordinary products. Let's check to see if there are any flaws." Three senior officials surnamed Jin began to check on the first floor.

Jindan's high-level spiritual consciousness can't leave the body at all in Tianlan's outer hall, but Yang Fan's omniscient senses can barely expand a twenty-foot area.

Yang Fan's eyes fell on the bottom of one of the bookshelves.

It was an extremely hidden corner. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the three of them checking on the other side, Yang Fan knelt down and reached out to touch it.

Suddenly, he touched an old book with a yellowed cover, made of unknown animal skin.

"Tianru Dafa"

Yang Fan could recognize the above characters, which are common characters in the world of cultivating immortals, not ancient characters.

"Confucianism skills?" Yang Fan shook his head, he was not interested in skills, even the rare top skills.

However, the moment he picked up the old book, his expression changed again.

He felt that the material of the floor under the book was not right.

"Secret space..." Yang Fan's expression brightened, and he was about to explore further, but found that the palace costume female cultivator surnamed Qin was walking this way.

He quickly stood up and checked the jade slips of books here as if nothing had happened.

Because all the books and jade slips in this pagoda are restricted, Jindan strong can only consult them, but cannot take them away.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, have you found anything here?" the palace costume female cultivator asked.

"No." Yang Fan said indifferently, and simply began to look up an ancient book in front of him.

This ancient book tells about certain situations in the outer seas.

"...The legendary outer sea area is said to have traces of top monks. The sea area is boundless, with countless islands and rich resources. It is at least a hundred times larger than the inner sea of ​​Tianqin..."

Yang Fan flipped through it for a while, but he didn't find it boring, and even became a little curious about the "outer sea area".

The woman surnamed Qin walked past him and went to check another row of bookshelves.

Yang Fan monitored the three of them in omniscient mode, then squatted down and touched a piece of floor under the bookshelf.

With a slight push, the floor actually made a faint "squeak".

"What sound?" The woman surnamed Qin glanced at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan stood up and said with a smile, "I'm checking the floor under this bookshelf to see if there are any hidden compartments."

After all, he squatted down again as if nothing had happened.

"Floor? Why didn't I think of that?" The female cultivator surnamed Qin pursed her lips, squatted down, and began to knock on the floor under the bookshelves.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Fan carefully pushed the floor away, and immediately saw another golden box.

Yang Fan was secretly delighted, picked up the golden box and felt his hands sink, "It's so heavy!"

He quickly put the golden box into Xianhong's space, and restored the floor at that location.

Before Yang Fan had time to observe what it was, he suddenly sensed something, stood up immediately, and shouted towards the window: "Who is it?"

"Hee hee, I was discovered when I was only about twenty feet away. I didn't expect there to be such a capable person in this outer palace."

A sweet and pure girl's voice came from outside.

Swish--

A little girl about thirteen or fourteen years old wearing a colored skirt and a peacock and phoenix crown came in first.

Behind her was a demon cultivator with horns on his head, a cold and arrogant young man.

"It's her... the peacock demon!" Yang Fan's face was startled, and then returned to normal.

"Who is it!" At this moment, the old man surnamed Jin waited for the three of them to react, and flew over in unison.

"Fourth level big demon cultivator!"

The three Golden Core cultivators looked horrified.

A fourth-level great demon cultivator is comparable to a golden core cultivator in the world of human immortality.

In this Tianlan Temple, the Great Golden Core cultivators are definitely the most powerful ones, and it is difficult for one or two strong Golden Cores to resist.

The peacock demon grinned and said, "I didn't expect this small tower to come in. Have you found any treasures?"

"Yang Daoyou, the situation is not good at the moment, the four of us work together to have the capital to fight against them."

The old man surnamed Jin transmitted sound to Yang Fan's spiritual consciousness.

Yang Fan nodded. This little peacock demon is the youngest daughter of the "Peacock King" and a big demon cultivator of the same rank. He has no great chance of winning against him.

"Hmph, if there are treasures, will I still wait for you?" the young man in brocade robe said coldly.

"Kill him." The peacock demon's innocent face suddenly turned cold, with an extra blue feather in his hand, he ordered to the demon cultivator beside him.

"Yes!"

With a "shua", the transformation demon cultivator suddenly punched away from the air, and a ray of thunder and lightning hit the young man in brocade in an instant.

A young man in a brocade robe can enter the Tianlan Palace, is it easy to be with him?He reacted extremely quickly, and an iron ruler immediately appeared in his hand. With a light shake, a layer of blue light and shadow was formed in front of him.

Chi Chi Ka Cha——

The shape-changing demon cultivator didn't know what supernatural powers, that ray of thunder and lightning, condensed to the extreme, suddenly pierced through the blue light and shadow in front of the brocade-robed youth.

"Ah~"

The young man in brocade screamed, his whole body was scorched black, his body was sent flying about ten feet, and hit the bookshelf, he groaned, his eyes full of pain.

"What a powerful thunder and lightning supernatural power! This metamorphosis demon cultivator actually has the strength close to that of a great monk of the same level..." Yang Fan was secretly shocked, and underestimated the strength of the cold and proud young man beside the peacock demon.

In just one round, the young man in brocade robe was seriously injured, his body became numb for a while, and he was about to die from it.

"Save me—" the young man in brocade robe exclaimed, and at the same time, a phantom of the armor appeared on his body, protected by a layer of light shield.

"Stop!" The old man surnamed Jin and the female cultivator surnamed Qin flew over, attacking from the air, blocking the cold and proud young man.

shuh~~~
The peacock demon flicked the blue feather in his hand, and an irresistible wind rushed towards him.

Boom! !
The attack of the old man surnamed Jin and the female cultivator surnamed Qin was immediately shredded into pieces, including the man and the magic weapon. The two were blown away by a faint cyan wind, spit out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and were also injured.

In the blink of an eye, the three peak monks in the mid-stage Golden Core were injured one after another.

Boom!

At the same time, the cold and proud metamorphosis demon cultivator punched the brocade-robed youth twice, the latter grunted twice, and the defensive shield was in jeopardy.

Yang Fan showed shock, and with a flick of his fingers, two emerald light clusters hit the old man surnamed Jin and the female cultivator surnamed Qin.

In an instant, a stream of green light flowed over the two of them, and their injuries were all healed.

"Such a brilliant healing technique." The female cultivator surnamed Qin exclaimed.

"you wanna die!"

The peacock demon's pupils shrank, and they fixed on Yang Fan's body, with a murderous look on his face, and another stroke of the blue feather in his hand.

Swah——

A faint fan-shaped cyan wind hits head-on.

Yang Fan suddenly felt a sense of pressure and crisis, and immediately understood in his heart that the strength of the peacock demon surpassed that of ordinary golden core monks.

No wonder Ouyang Fengyi told himself not to fight recklessly, but to be more careful.

At the critical juncture, Yang Fan sacrificed the Xuanyin treasure fan, and with a "pop", a fan-shaped phantom like a steel seal collided with the blue wind.

boom!
The two forces collided and erupted, and a terrifying and suppressed air wave swept across the entire first floor of the small tower, and even rushed away the rest of the Golden Core powerhouses, including the demon cultivator.

(Second update)

(End of this chapter)