Xianhong Road

Chapter 458 Sanling Mountain

Volume 439 Sweeping Northern Qin Chapter [-] Sanling Mountain

"I am one of the top ten warriors under the Peacock King. I was bewitched by the master Yinhun before, so I took the initiative to attack you. All this is a misunderstanding. I hope fellow Taoists will clearly understand."

The three-headed magic dog took the initiative to say these words, obviously intending to step down on its own and shirk responsibility.

He deeply felt Yang Fan's strength and potential, and he might not have the possibility of winning.

At the same time, with his eyes flickering, he also glanced at Ge Feng, the formation master at the edge of the fog in Mifeng Valley.

The Grandmaster of Formation has a high status in Inner Sea, even if the Peacock King came in person, his attitude would be more polite.

"Master Yinhun is a notorious shameless villain in the inner sea. Your Excellency should be cautious when making friends in the future."

Yang Fan looked at him meaningfully.

"Yang Daoyou is right, Master Yinhun is not a good thing, but his senior brother 'Xuanyou Mojun' is a big man who cannot be touched."

The three-headed devil dog quickly echoed.

As one of the top ten warriors under the Peacock Throne in his mid-transformation stage, there is no need to humble himself to a monk who has just entered the Nascent Soul.

But Yang Fan's display of thunderous tactics just now left a faint shadow in his heart.

If Shi Qianhan and Yang Fan join forces to deal with the three-headed demon dog, even though his strength is extraordinary and at the same level, he will only end up fleeing.

What scares him the most is Yang Fan's potential.

Ge Feng just now evaluated Yang Fan as a "grandmaster of a generation", and given his lofty status as a master of the opponent's formation, this statement is definitely true.

"Hehe, this is an eye-opener for Ge Mou. If you give Fellow Daoist Yang 200 years, you may not be able to become the second Qianqiu Wuhen."

Ge Feng flew out from the edge of Mifeng Valley, smiled lightly, and praised Yang Fan a lot.

Yang Fan smiled without saying a word, and let Shi Qianhan return to Xianhong's space.

Seeing that Shi Qianhan disappeared, the three-headed devil dog breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly saluted Ge Feng: "I've seen Master Ge in the lower Rakshasa."

Ge Feng nodded, stroked his white beard fluttering in the wind, and said with a warm face: "Yang Yaoshi is my friend, and also a newly born master in this inner sea. The future is immeasurable, so please do it yourself."

"Grandmaster?" The three-headed demon dog still had some doubts, but nodded repeatedly: "It turns out that he is a friend of Master Ge, and it was all a misunderstanding before."

After chatting a few words, the three-headed devil dog escaped into the sea and disappeared within a moment.

Yang Fan floated in the mid-air of Mifeng Valley, clasped his fists at Ge Feng and said, "Friend Ge Daoist, Yang is about to say goodbye..."

Ge Feng waved his hand, and did not hold back, sighed: "Fellow Daoist, if you have a chance in the future, you can come to Mifeng Valley as a guest."

He watched Yang Fan drive the escape light across the sky, and a black spot merged into the end of the water and sky.

Not long after Ge Feng left, a black shadow flew out from the nearby deep sea and whispered: "Master, wait."

"Why haven't you left yet?" Ge Feng frowned slightly, looking at the three-headed magic dog of the transformation demon cultivator.

"Master, I really have doubts. Why do you call a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul?"

The three-headed demon dog asked with flickering eyes.

"Who told you that he was in the Nascent Soul stage?" Ge Feng glanced at him lightly.

"Ah! It's not the Nascent Soul Stage, so could it be the Transformation Stage?"

The three-headed magic dog was shocked, but denied this guess. If it was the stage of transformation, killing himself and others was no different from pinching ants.

"Let me ask you, what kind of person can have the title of Grand Master?" Ge Feng asked.

"This..." The three-headed demon dog was slightly taken aback.

"A hundred years ago, this old man created his own 'illusion and space formation'. No one in the world of cultivating immortals has been able to understand it, not even the great monks in the later period." Ge Feng said proudly.

"Qianqiu Wuhen, who created three spirits and one supernatural power, is known as the existence of the human beings in the inner sea whose strength is closest to that of the gods..."

"And he..." Ge Feng smiled lightly: "He has created a new realm that has never been seen before, and the exercises he practiced do not follow the way of Jindan and Yuanying."

"What! Create a new realm?" The three-headed demon dog couldn't help being stunned, shocked to the extreme.

"No wonder he just advanced, but his strength is stronger than me..." The three-headed demon dog suddenly realized.

Finally, Luo Sha, the three-headed demon dog, bowed deeply to Ge Feng: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

"Master Peacock King has saved my life in the first place. You tell her these things, and hope that Master Peacock King will stop helping 'Xuanyou Demon Lord' to embarrass this person. If not... this person's future achievements will not be inferior to Qianqiu Wuhen , will become a formidable enemy.”

Ge Feng said lightly.

"I understand." The three-headed demon dog "swish" and jumped into the deep sea.

Ge Feng stood there for a long time, and sighed: "In the long history of hundreds of millions of years in the world of cultivating immortals, there are also many extraordinary talents who have the idea of ​​​​opening up new realms, but they are all crushed by the torrent of history and disappeared. I hope you and I can do it." Inscribed in the ancient jade slips, it will last forever..."

……

Flying in the sea for a month, Yang Fan finally broke away from the sea area ruled by the Peacock King.

The sea area in front of him is said to be the territorial waters of a demon cultivator, and Yang Fan doesn't know much about it.

Because his current mission is to try to return to Beiqin.

Even if he knew the direction Bei Qin was in, at his current speed, he would have to fly for at least a hundred years.

Therefore, he pinned his hopes on Deng Shiyao.

One day, a large island where human monks lived appeared in front of them.

It is said that this island has a Nascent Soul cultivator sitting in town, and the monsters dare not invade, and it has become a gathering place for all human monks with a radius of millions of miles.

"It's here." Yang Fan and Luo Xiu landed on the island.

"Master, do you want me to stay here?" Luo Xiu was very smart.

"Yes, Master will stay away from Inner Sea soon, and you will never be able to follow me for the rest of your life. Besides, you still have a big revenge in Inner Sea."

Yang Fan's voice was very calm.

"Yes, the disciple obeys the teacher's order." Luo Xiu was very clever, and at the same time, he wanted to spread his wings and leave Yang Fan.

"You have to take care of yourself. In this world of cultivating immortals, before you set foot on Yundian, being cautious and low-key will allow you to live longer."

Yang Fan left the last sentence and drifted away.

When Yang Fan's figure disappeared into the sky, a trace of indifference flashed in Luo Xiu's eyes, and he murmured in a low voice: "Master, you have cultivated me more, gifted me with a lot of resources for cultivating immortals, and even the 'Blood Infant Transformation Demon Dafa' I gave it all to me. Is your intention so pure? Do you want to use my hand to help you get rid of the 'Xuanyou Demon Lord'? Humph, your old man's wishful thinking has succeeded, I not only want to get rid of the 'Xuanyou Demon Lord' ', in the future we will restore the 'Blood Sect' and become the number one Demon Sect in the Inland Sea!!"

In his eyes, the flame of ambition was burning, and his body was filled with the breath of the blood demon, which was cold and frightening.

Gradually, he also merged into this island densely populated by human monks.

On the other side, Yang Fan, who flew hundreds of miles away, also murmured: "I am afraid this is the only one among the disciples I have taken. However, I will give you everything and take you away from the 'Mifeng'." Valley', there is nothing owed."

If he hadn't taken Luo Xiu away, the other party might still be trapped in the Valley of Lost Winds.

Furthermore, without Yang Fan's gift of top-notch exercises and some resources for cultivating immortals, even if Luo Xiu regained his freedom, there would be no possibility of revenge and ambition.

Luo Xiu is just one of Yang Fan's many named disciples.

It is not surprising that there may be dozens or hundreds of some high-level monks like registered disciples.

But Yang Fan doesn't have any real apprentices yet.

Because, Xianhong Jue is doomed not to be passed down.

In this endless inner sea, Yang Fan flew for another month, and finally came to the territorial sea of ​​"Sky Wing King", one of the seven great monsters.

The "Sky Wing King" is also one of the Seven Great Demon Lords in the Inner Sea. He is famous for his elusiveness and strangeness. He commands the territory of the Yili Sea.

Yang Fan didn't come here to challenge the strongest man standing on the cloud.

With the cultivation base of Yangen's initial stage, he would not do such a stupid thing.

His purpose of coming here is of course to find Deng Shiyao.

Half a month later, after some inquiries, Yang Fan finally found a "spiritual mountain" floating on the sea and moving slowly in the vast sea.

It is also a fortress on the sea. This mountain has a radius of more than ten miles, overflowing with aura, and its scale is several times larger than that of Tianyuan.

Yang Fan's eyes were like torches, and he felt the formation on the entire mountain, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth in a mysterious way.

Therefore, the entire mountain peak is full of vitality and emerald green, and from time to time one can see twilight and strong aura fluctuations.

As the distance approached, the waves in front of him were turbulent, and the sea water within hundreds of miles was turbulent.

"Sanling Mountain, this should be the sea fortress where several Confucian sects such as the 'Sanxianmen' are located..."

Yang Fan's body shape and aura suddenly changed, his cultivation base was hidden in the late Jindan stage, and even his face and appearance changed a lot.

In this case, even someone who has met Yang Fan a few times may not be able to see through it.

rumbling...  

As the "Sanling Mountain" sea fortress approached, a forceful pressure came.

Yang Fan was calm and composed, and the strong sea breeze could only gently blow the corners of his clothes.

Soon, the colossal Sanling Mountain came to Yang Fan.

shhhhh! !
Soon a group of Confucian monks in charge of patrol flew out from the Sanling Mountain sea fortress.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a golden core cultivation base.The remaining seven or eight people are all foundation-building monks.

"Your Excellency is Brother He Fang, do you want me to land on my 'Sanling Mountain'?"

The middle-aged Jindan saw that Yang Fan was a great Jindan monk, so he spoke politely.

"Responding to Fellow Daoist, the warship at sea where I was originally was captured by pirates. Yang also escaped by chance, hoping to take advantage of expensive places to hide for a few days. If you need spirit stones, Yang can pay."

Yang Fan said with a smile.

"Okay, follow me." The golden core middle-aged man just looked at him a few times, without interrogating him, he agreed happily, as if he was not surprised by this kind of thing.

"Your Excellency is a high-ranking monk. You don't need to pay for spirit stones if you stay in the fortress for half a month. If you want to stay for a long time, you can consider becoming a guest of my 'Tianhemen'."

Jin Dan middle-aged explained.

Not long after, Jindan middle-aged monks sent Yang Fan to a guest room with dense pavilions somewhere in the "Sanling Mountain".

These rooms are for foreign monks, because Yang Fan is a high-ranking monk and can have a room to himself.

In the middle of the night, Yang Fan asked Shi Qianhan to assume his own appearance and sit cross-legged in the room.

But he himself turned into a green light smoke, merged into the void, and disappeared without a trace.

(Second update. I am a little ashamed. I have received more rewards than those who voted for the monthly ticket. I also received a reminder from 1W2. Summon the monthly ticket again. Although I have no plans to enter the monthly ticket list this month, I still need this passion to fight for next month. Base.)
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