Xianhong Road

Chapter 665 Shiyao's Whereabouts (Third)
"Boss Yang, Yaozun 'Sky Wing King' was beaten away by you so easily?"

Hu Fei opened his mouth wide in disbelief.

The Zipao Old Confucianism Cultivator and other high-ranking Nascent Souls were also puzzled.

Looking at the situation of the fight just now, there was no winner, how could the Sky Wing King give up so easily?
"Sky Wing King's purpose is very obvious, but if he wants to succeed, I'm afraid there is not much confidence. His visit this time can only be regarded as a trial."

Yang Fan said with flickering eyes.

Hu Fei is not a fool, of course it can be seen that King Yi wanted to get the "Lei Lingzhu" that day, but with his strength, he could not please Yang Fan at all, and of course he would not really tear his face.

"Test? So, he will make a comeback?"

The purple-robed old Confucianism cultivator immediately looked worried.

"Don't worry, Great Elder, as long as the 'Three Sages' can tell Shi Yao's whereabouts, Yang and the other three will not stay here for a long time."

Yang Fan looked at him with a smile.

The purple-robed old Confucianism cultivator was naturally worried that he would be affected by the fish in the pond. The two most powerful inland seas clashed, and the outcome was uncertain. The one who suffered was probably Sanling Mountain.

"Young Daoist Yang, there are two more, let's go to the old man's cave."

The purple-robed old scholar sighed.

In front of the strongest in the inner sea, he dared not disobey easily.

A smile appeared in Yang Fan's eyes, and the three followed the purple-robed old Confucian cultivator into his cave.

As the Great Elder of the Sanxian Sect, the purple-robed old Confucianism's cave has a good layout, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, and the scenery is pleasant.

After entering the cave mansion, Yang Fan also saw that the woman in palace attire was Nian Wei, the granddaughter of the old Confucian cultivator in purple robe.

Beside Nianwei was a petrified human statue, lifelike, with a frightened expression on his face, who could it be but Nian Bing?
"Yang Daoyou, please ask, I hope that after getting the answer, I can undo Bing'er's petrification."

The eyes of the purple-robed old Confucian cultivator were pleading.

Nian Wei stood aside, silent like a cicada, not daring to speak easily.

"No problem." Yang Fan nodded, his tone suddenly changed: "But after he wakes up, if he disrespects us again, don't blame Yang for being ruthless."

"Of course, even if you give him a hundred guts, he won't dare to offend the supreme 'Yuan Zun' in Tianqin Neihai."

The old Confucian cultivator in purple robe said with a smile, with a hint of flattery in his words.

But what he said is also true. If Nian Bing had known that Yang Fan was the newly rising powerhouse in Inner Sea, one of the five primordial lords of mankind, how could he have dared to be disrespectful before.

After the conditions are discussed, immediately enter the topic.

Under the watchful eyes of the three of Yang Fan, the old Confucian cultivator in purple robe said slowly: "As early as four or fifty years ago, Shi Yao was promoted to the late stage of Yuanying, and even stepped into the realm of Dzogchen. We are quite surprised by the speed of cultivation. , can be called a rare genius in Confucianism..."

Yang Fan listened quietly without questioning.

He is very clear about Deng Shiyao's aptitude, coupled with the "Clear Lotus Jade Body", it is suitable for practicing Taishang Wangqing Jue.However, at this speed, it was much faster than he expected.

"The last time Shiyao left 'Sanling Island' was more than ten years ago."

The purple-robed old Confucian Xiu looked at Yang Fan.

"Ten years?" Yang Fan fell into deep thought, and said in a low voice: "Ten years ago, Shi Yao went to 'Tianru Island' to secretly challenge Kong Le, the sage, and it was Shi Yao who won in the end."

"Yes, there are very few people who know about it, and only a very small number of Confucian people know about it."

The purple-robed old Confucian cultivator looked proud.

In the past, the reason why Shengrumen could be respected as the first holy sect of Confucianism was because of the backing of Kong Le.

And when Deng Shiyao made a secret appointment to win against Kong Le, the situation would also change. It would be a matter of time before the "Sanxianmen" replaced the "Sage Confucianism".

Yang Fan couldn't help thinking back to what Kong Le said before he was about to die under the sword of the Southern Emperor: "Even though you killed me, you still can't become the strongest in the inner sea... because of my Confucian school, a ten thousand year old man appeared... A rare genius."

"Does Shiyao have any Confucian treasures in her hands? Such as psychic magic treasures and spiritual treasures, otherwise how could she defeat Kong Le?"

Yang Fan smiled and expressed his guess.

Hearing the words, the old Confucian cultivator in purple robe showed a strange expression on his face, and said hesitantly: "As far as I know, Shiyao doesn't have any treasures in his hands. Code."

"...that's weird." Yang Fan frowned slightly, thinking about it.

That Kong Le's cultivation had reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul, and under the blessing of the "Qing Tian Yi", half of his foot stepped into the God of Transformation. If there was no inheritance of spiritual treasures and psychic magic weapons, how would Deng Shiyao defeat him?
Unless the Taishang Wangqingjue can be as strong as Yang Fanxianhongjue, otherwise it will be difficult to do this, so that Kong Le is completely convinced.

There must be something strange in this.

"So, Shi Yao has been away for more than ten years and hasn't come back?"

Yang Fan said calmly.

"Yes, I haven't come back. It is rumored that there is news of her in places such as 'Eternal Island', 'Magic Cloud City', 'Duantianyuan'..."

The purple-robed old Confucian cultivator replied.

"Did she say when she will be back?"

The divine light in Yang Fan's eyes flickered and fixed on his face.

Zipao old Confucianism trembled, not daring to lie, and replied: "She once said that she would come back a few years before the century-old shipwreck."

"Hundred Years of Disaster?"

Yang Fan's eyes lit up.

It will be more than ten years before the next century-old sea disaster, that is to say, Deng Shiyao will return to the "Sanxianmen" in ten years at most.

That being the case, Yang Fan doesn't need to search everywhere in the vast inner sea, as long as he stays in this sea area.

Furthermore, the next century-old shipwreck will also be the day when the Tianlan Palace will be opened, and the two events will happen to coincide.

"Thank you, Great Elder." Yang Fan got up and thanked him, which flattered the purple-robed old Confucian cultivator.

Afterwards, Yang Fan's soul root merged with the earth, and with a movement of his mind, a strange wave was transmitted.

In an instant, the humanoid statue transformed by Nian Bing gradually returned to its original shape.

He opened his eyes, just in time to see a few people on the field, their expressions were undecided, and soon fixed on Yang Fan's face, full of hostility.

Before he could speak, Nian Wei and the Zipao old Confucian cultivator flew over and restrained him, not allowing him to speak at all.

Then, Nianwei took her younger brother away, bowed her body and saluted and said, "Young Daoist Yang, my younger brother doesn't know etiquette, so let's take him down and teach him first."

From the beginning to the end, Nian Bing just blinked his eyes, and didn't even have a chance to speak.

Yang Fan showed astonishment.

The purple-robed old Confucian cultivator smiled smugly, and naturally he couldn't let Nian Bing speak. If his words were rude and offended the strongest in the inner sea, the consequences would be disastrous.

Hu Fei curled his lips: "Master Hu still wants to 'compete' with him..."

"Fellow Daoist Hu was joking, just because of his little weight, there is a huge difference between him and Fellow Daoist."

The purple-robed old Confucian cultivator bit the bullet and said with a forced smile.

"Why don't the three stay as guests in this sect for a few more days?"

The purple-robed old Confucian cultivator smiled, and "retained" Yang Fan and the three, but he wished they would leave immediately, otherwise he would not feel at ease.

"Hmph, who wants to stay longer in this crappy place."

Hu Fei snorted coldly, very impatiently.

Hearing the words, the old Confucian cultivator in purple robe was secretly delighted that he could finally send away the two plague gods.

However, Yang Fan's next words froze his smile:
"Hehe, since the Great Elder is so hospitable, we will stay here for a few more days."

Yang Fan nodded and said in a pleasant manner.

The purple-robed old Confucian cultivator twitched violently in his heart, tried his best to control his expression, and said with "enthusiastic surprise" on his face: "Then the old man will arrange guest rooms for the three of you immediately..."

After half an hour.

The three of Yang Fan were arranged to live temporarily in a cave in Sanling Mountain.

After everything was sorted out, the purple-robed old Confucian cultivator's eyes were full of helplessness, and he smiled wryly.

Go back to your own cave.

"Grandpa, didn't they say they would leave immediately after asking about Shiyao's whereabouts, and they would never implicate our 'Three Sages'?"

Nian Wei said with a worried face.

"Hey... If they don't want to leave, what can I do?"

The purple-robed old Confucian cultivator shook his head and sighed bitterly, feeling helpless.

However, on the second day, things immediately took a turn for the better.

The three of Yang Fan offered to leave.

"...Yang Daoyou, you have only stayed for one day, and you are leaving so soon?"

The old Confucian cultivator in purple robe felt incredible, and quickly concealed the surprise in his eyes.

"Living in your fortress for a day, Yang felt deeply sorry, so he couldn't wait to leave."

Yang Fan said with a half-smile.

It's not that he deliberately played tricks on the old purple-robed Confucian cultivator.

But that night, he buried many reflections in the "Sanling Mountain", including Deng Shiyao's cave, and even the cave of the purple-robed old Confucian cultivator.

In this way, no matter how far Sanling Mountain runs, Yang Fan doesn't care, and Shi Qianhan or the ancient giant stone spirit can come in person at any time.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Yang is too polite, even if you stay for a few more days, there will be no problem."

The purple-robed old Confucian cultivator spoke heartily.

Convinced that Yang Fan and the others were leaving, he was in a great mood.

"I didn't expect the Great Elder to be so hospitable, Yang really wanted to stay for a few more days..."

"Cough cough." The purple-robed old Confucianism's complexion changed, and he immediately coughed twice to cover it up.

"However, Mr. Yang has something to do, so it's really not appropriate to stay here."

Yang Fan said with deep regret.

Hearing the words, the old Confucian cultivator in purple robe felt a little relieved, and said with a smile: "Then we will meet again by fate."

"Yes, the Great Elder is so hospitable. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely come to Sanling Mountain as a guest."

Yang Fan said with a smile.

"Ah... come again?"

The purple-robed old Confucian figure flickered, and staggered slightly in mid-air.

The three of Yang Fan didn't stop, they immediately turned around, turned into a startling rainbow, and flew towards the distant sky.

Just after flying not far from Sanling Island, Yun Yuxi finally couldn't help it, covered her mouth and chuckled non-stop, Yang Fan and Hu Fei also laughed loudly, turbulent on the sea.

After flying thousands of miles in one breath, Hu Fei grinned loudly: "That stupid old man is so stupid..."

"It's hard for him too..." Yun Yuxi smiled like a flower, and smiled with her mouth covered.

Watching the three of them leave, and standing for a long time, the purple-robed old Confucian cultivator suddenly became angry from embarrassment and said through gritted teeth: "This kid is really hateful..."

Immediately, he sighed: "How could this elder not know that he is playing tricks on me?"

Since he has lived for nearly a thousand years, he understood Yang Fan's playfulness as early as the second time.

However, the other party, as the most powerful person in the inner sea, really couldn't afford to offend him, so he could only "cooperate" obediently.

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