Xianhong Road

Chapter 451 Seeds of Vengeance

"Entering the forbidden area of ​​Lost Wind Valley, I don't have to worry about my safety for the time being."

When Yang Fan stepped into the foggy area, his whole body was staggering, his face was pale and bloodless, and he was on the verge of falling.

He himself paid a heavy price for planning to kill the high-ranking Nascent Soul, losing two small realms in a row.

With the loss of essence, blood, vitality and cultivation base, he flew non-stop for half a month, and at this moment the whole person almost fell into a coma.

After shuttling into the strange canyon, Yang Fan felt that his spiritual consciousness was greatly restrained, almost suppressed and difficult to get out of the body, barely able to extend a distance of several feet.

The realm fell, and his spiritual consciousness temporarily dropped to the level close to the Nascent Soul stage.

"It seems that the rumors are true. There is a powerful phantom array here, which greatly suppresses the senses of the divine sense."

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief after learning of this situation.

However, he found that his omniscient senses can still remain clear within a radius of several tens of feet, at least not be confused by the phantom array.

Walking more than ten miles into the valley, a village appeared in front of him, and traces of humans could be seen faintly.

Yang Fan keenly noticed that the aura did not move.

"I have to find a peaceful place to restore my cultivation, and hit the root stage..."

Continuing to move forward, I met some human monks on the way, but there was no trace of demon monks.

When walking to a certain area, the road ahead gradually narrows, and there are mountains on both sides.

Yang Fan was extremely weak, temporarily walked on foot, and concealed his cultivation, and took the opportunity to recover his vitality and mana.

However, just as he walked to a critical location, four or five low-level monks suddenly flew out in front of him. Their cultivation bases ranged from the Qi refining stage to the Foundation building stage, and their aura was messy.

"Stop!" The leader, a big man with a hideous complexion and a scar on his face, shouted loudly, holding a top-level magic weapon, he was a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"Bandit?" An almost unfamiliar term appeared in Yang Fan's mind, and he said in shock.

Since he was six years old, he was sent to Yang Family Fort to practice, and he had almost no exposure to the profession of robber.

Of course, he is not surprised by the act of killing people and seizing treasures.

"Nonsense, you think that if you hide your cultivation, the uncle will not be able to see that you are a cultivator. Leave your storage bag and let you survive."

The scarred man threatened viciously, and all the robber monks showed murderous expressions.

Hearing this, Yang Fan finally understood that they were designed to intercept immortal cultivators, and they were essentially the same as the robbers in the mortal world, the difference being that the targets of robbery were higher.

"Ahem..." Yang Fan coughed twice, took out more than a dozen pieces of spirit stones from the storage bag, and said in a low voice, "This is half of the spirit stones on Mr. Yang, so how about buying them as road money?"

When he first came to the forbidden area of ​​Mifenggu, Yang Fan didn't want to conflict with the local monks here.Besides, his vitality is seriously injured at the moment, if he attracts high-ranking monks, it will be a little troublesome,

"Yeah, bah, bah... you're sending a beggar!" The scarred man was furious, and shouted, "Brothers, copy you guys!"

"This is your courting death." Yang Fan sighed lightly, raised his hand, and dozens of Sky Poison Soul-eating Scorpions immediately flew out.

The first poisonous scorpion is even a high-level demon cultivator.

shhhhh--

These poisonous scorpions turned into afterimages that were difficult to catch with the naked eye, flying into the crowd at once.

"Ah ah ah..."

Immediately, there were screams again and again. These low-level monks could not resist the attack of the poisonous scorpion at all. Anyone who was touched would be poisoned and died in an instant.

The high-level poisonous scorpion is even more powerful, with a shudder of blue eyes, it can poison the monk's soul to death.

In just two or three breaths, these bandit monks died one by one, leaving corpses all over the place.Moreover, the skin of these corpses is purple and black, with purple and blue poisonous blood flowing out.

Such a method should be creepy.

call out!
Hundreds of feet away, a black-robed young man riding a blood-colored flying carpet passed by and happened to see this change.

"Ah..." The black-robed boy was so horrified that he broke out in a cold sweat.

At this time, Yang Fan just raised his head and looked at him, his eyes flickering coldly.

The black-robed youth froze, and the flying carpet under his feet also stopped.

Yang Fan looked at him and slowly raised his left hand.

Even though they are so far apart, facing an existence whose cultivation base is lower than his own, using the secret skill of Xianhong, he can definitely easily kill him instantly without paying any price.

The young man in black robe only felt a shadow of death covering himself.

"Senior, please be merciful."

The black-robed boy smiled wryly, instead of running away, he flew down obediently.

Yang Fan was a little surprised, retracted his left hand, and said flatly: "I see that you are so knowledgeable about current affairs, I will give you a chance to defend yourself and tell me a reason why I don't kill you."

"My next Luoxiu, a monk of the Blood Demon Dao, has a Dzogchen cultivation base in the foundation establishment period. He grew up here since he was a child. There is nothing in his hands that can make seniors look up to him. Even if seniors kill me, it will not do any good. Besides, seniors killed me before. Those robbers are a matter of course, and any high-ranking person would do this, and there is no reason to kill the juniors to silence them."

The black-robed boy was able to maintain his basic composure and argue with reason.

"Very good, you are right." Yang Fan showed admiration on his face, and said again: "You are only in your twenties, and you have cultivated to the foundation stage of Dzogchen. Such a talent should not be underestimated. Presumably you are from a famous sect , or have someone give advice.”

Luo Xiu quickly explained: "There are no sects in this Lost Wind Valley, only large and small forces. The younger generation was originally a monk of the 'Blood Sect' in the Inner Sea, but 20 years ago, my Blood Sect was wiped out by another magic sect 'Extreme Pylori' Pai. At the beginning, my father reluctantly sent the junior here, and he himself died not long after."

"Extreme pylorus?" Yang Fan's eyes flashed brightly: "This sect seems to have a lot of history? I have also heard about the blood sect."

"With the strength of my blood sect, there is no need to be afraid of the 'extreme pylorus'. However, the 'extreme pylorus' somehow made the 'Xuanyou Demon Lord' the honorary elder of the sect. Under the leadership, my Blood Sect was exterminated without any suspense." When Luo Xiu mentioned "Extremely Pylogenous Gate" and "Xuanyou Demon Monarch", sparks of hatred flickered in his eyes.

"Sure enough..." When Yang Fan was in Tianyuan before, he had asked the great elder surnamed Ye about the "Xuanyou Demon Monarch", and he had also heard him mention the extreme pylorus at that time.

The enemy of the enemy is his friend.

Yang Fan made up his mind and said, "Yang will not kill you, but I am new to the 'Valley of Lost Winds', and I need to understand the situation here and find a place for meditation."

"It's simple, this junior is very familiar with 'Valley of Lost Wind'."

Luo Xiu was very clever, and quickly took Yang Fan to fly somewhere in the valley.

"Who are the strong people in this valley?" Yang Fan asked casually on the way.

"Most of the human monks in the valley are refugees, most of them are low-level monks, and there are also a few high-level monks, but mainly the three golden core monks dominate."

Rossi explained.

"Golden core monk?" A slight disdain flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.

Seeing Luo Xiu's expression, he was even more horrified in his heart. What kind of strength does this mysterious young man have? It seems that even the Great Golden Core cultivator doesn't see it in his eyes.

"I heard that the forbidden area of ​​'Valley of Misty Wind' is said to be "you can only enter but not exit, and demon cultivators must die". Is this really true?"

Yang Fan asked.

"That's right, as long as you stay in the valley, it's impossible to go out unless your cultivation base reaches the Nascent Soul stage. Even the golden core monks in the valley can't go out, because there are extremely powerful phantom formations and killing formations outside the valley. And killing The array is specially designed to deal with demon cultivators."

Luo Xiu said very decisively.

"So, there really is a legendary formation master in this valley?" Yang Fan asked in surprise.

"I heard that there is a strange person who lives in seclusion and studies formations here, and he doesn't care about the mundane world in the valley." Luo Xiu said with some uncertainty: "But in the past 200 years, he has never shown up again. Some people say that he is far away. On the other side, there are also people who say that his lifespan has reached the limit and he has passed away..."

"That's good." Yang Fan nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as there is no threat from the Nascent Soul monster, even if his cultivation level drops and his vitality is seriously injured at this moment, there will be no danger.

After flying for half a cup of tea, Luo Xiu brought Yang Fan to a hidden cave. Along the way, Yang Fan asked him to avoid dealing with other monks as much as possible.

For this reason, Yang Fan deliberately changed his appearance, changing his identity, age and aura.

Walking into this relatively clean and tranquil cave, Yang Fan asked, "Whose cave belongs to?"

"Returning to the seniors, this is a place for the juniors to settle down. Because the young one has no family or sect in this Lost Wind Valley, he is a loose cultivator, and he has offended several enemies, so there are several caves." Luo Xiu explained. .

"So that's the case." Yang Fan nodded and said no more questions. After setting up some hidden restrictions and magic formations in the cave, he began to retreat and recuperate.

"Senior, what else can I order?" Luo Xiu asked cautiously.

"This is a set of top-level blood demon Dao skills called "Blood Infant Transformation Demon Dafa", you can use it to study and understand. A man is alive, and he must avenge his revenge."

Yang Fan looked at him meaningfully, and threw him a jade slip.

"Blood Infant Demon Transformation Dafa?" Luo Xiu held the jade slip and felt the mysterious aura in it, kowtowed and knelt down: "Thank you for the gift, senior."

"Go down." Yang Fan waved lightly, telling him to find another place to practice.

This "Blood Infant Transformation Demon Dafa" was obtained from Jiuyou Terrace, and it is a set of top-level kung fu, its level is even close to Shi Qianhan's Jiuyou Demon Kungfu.

"Hmph, Lord Xuanyou, Master Yinhun, even though I, Yang, will leave the 'Tianqin Inner Sea' sooner or later, I will plant a seed of revenge for you..."

A scheming look appeared on Yang Fan's face.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, Yang Fan was meditating in the cave mansion, and quickly recovered his vitality.

However, it will take a year or two to recover from the fallen cultivation realm.

Yang Fan couldn't get out of seclusion, took the "Extreme Cathode Yang Pill" and other panacea and other treasures of heaven and earth, and began to meditate in the place of life.

On the third day of his recovery.

shhhhh!

Two rays of light descended near the Valley of the Lost Wind.

"It's a little tricky. I can't enter the Lost Wind Valley. The owner of this valley is very special, and his status is aloof. Even the Peacock King is more polite to him."

The three-headed devil dog sighed.

Master Yinhun's eyes flickered, and he said unwillingly: "This kid is really hateful. He actually entered this forbidden area. I'm afraid I won't be able to please him if I go in alone. What should I do?"

"It's very simple. I sent a thousand demon warriors to lurk near the Valley of Misty Wind and secretly surround this place. You can wait here all year round, and you can go in to find out the news. As long as he comes out, he will be like a turtle in a urn. I don't believe this kid I can stay in the valley forever."

The three-headed demon dog said indifferently.

"That's the only way to go." Master Yinhun sighed, but he had a bad premonition in his heart: "In case this Yang Fan breaks through further..."

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