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- There was a sudden "chichi" sound in the void, and two rays of light, one golden and one red, shot out, and after the light converged, they appeared on the top of a mountain.
It was Yang Fan and Kuang Shan.
"Sir, the mountain range in front is the land of the Feng family." Kuangshan lowered his head and said.
When Yang Fan heard this, he saw clouds and mist lingering in the distance dozens of miles ahead, and below were several connected peaks with a height of 1,000 feet. If he could use his eyesight enough, he could see palaces standing on top of them. They were very lively, and there were many monks patrolling in mid-air.
"The Feng family is so powerful, even compared to the side hall of Bixia Palace." Yang Fan stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly.
"Your Excellency, you don't know that the ancestors of the Feng family once gave birth to an ancestor in the integration stage, but he fell in the battle between spirits and demons that year, and then he fell into a disastrous decline. However, the three major immortal palaces have made contributions to the ancestors of the Feng family, but they have not This area has not been recovered, but is still left to its descendants." Kuang Shan introduced it.
"In this case, you and I will go over there first." After Yang Fan nodded, he flicked his sleeves and turned into a golden rainbow and flew towards the opposite side.
?? And Kuangshan is also busy urging the escape light to follow behind.
In just a moment, Yang Fan and the others flew to one of the peaks in mid-air.
When the soldiers who were patrolling around the mountain peak saw this, they were all shocked and hurriedly blocked the front. The middle-aged soldier in the lead held a spear in his hand and shouted: "Stop, who are you waiting for?" ".
Kuang Shan saw that this soldier, who was only at the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, dared to yell at the Lord. He immediately took a step forward and hummed: "You are so brave. Our Lord is the deacon of Bixia Palace. We are here this time." I have something important to discuss with you, the head of the Feng family, so why don't you go and report it quickly. If you delay, I'm afraid it will be a big sin." After that, he threw out a token.
When the middle-aged soldier heard about Yang Fan's identity, he couldn't help but feel shocked and took the token again. After looking at it carefully for a few times, he hurriedly smiled and said: "It turns out to be the deacon. I am too young to see Taishan. I hope you can forgive me."
"Don't blame those who don't know. Go and inform Fellow Daoist Feng that Yang Fan, the deacon of Bixia Palace, has come to visit." Yang Fan waved his hand.
"Junior, I'll report it now. Senior, wait a moment." The middle-aged soldier saluted Yang Fan respectfully, whispered a few words to the soldier beside him, and then hurriedly flew to the mountain peak.
After Yang Fan saw the soldiers gradually disappearing, he narrowed his eyes and waited quietly without saying a word, as if he was thinking about something.
After waiting for a cup of tea. The middle-aged soldier from earlier turned back, cupped his hands at Yang Fan and said, "Senior, the master of the house has invited you." He waved his hand to the other soldiers to step back and led the way.
"This head of the Feng family is so rude. Sir, you came to visit, but he didn't come out to greet you." Kuang Shan said angrily.
"It's okay, you come with me to see him first." Yang Fan didn't care. As soon as he escaped, he followed the middle-aged soldier to the top of the mountain without haste.
Kuang Shan didn¡¯t dare to say anything more and followed Yang Fan closely.
After reaching the top of the mountain, Yang Fan looked around and saw a crowd of people on the ground. Not far away, there were several soldiers holding spears on guard, which looked very strict.
If it were in the past, Yang Fan might have taken a second look, but now, he was not in the mood. so. He just frowned slightly and followed the middle-aged soldier to fly straight to a main hall in the middle, where the middle-aged soldier also stopped.
Yang Fan didn't care, and asked Kuang Shan to wait outside while he walked towards the main hall unhurriedly. The guards at the palace gate seemed to have already received the order and did not stop him in any way.
When we arrived at the hall, there were only five people inside. Among them, an old man with a black beard who was about fifty years old was sitting at the head. On both sides of him, two old men were sitting, but they looked much older. He is young, with white beard and hair, and a face full of wrinkles, but his eyes are bright and profound, and he is dressed in black, green, white, and red clothes.
When Yang Fan saw these four old men, his expression couldn't help but move slightly.
As soon as he entered the hall, he had already sent out his spiritual thoughts to sweep through it, but he only found the black-bearded old man on the front seat, who must be the head of the Feng family, Feng Nanping. However, there were no traces of the other four people. It's probing out.
Although he only used 30% to 40% of his spiritual energy, it would be impossible for ordinary people to hide it from his eyes and ears.
But the aura of the four elders in front of them is obviously not the existence of the Void Refining Stage. It is probably caused by practicing some kind of strange skills and secret techniques.
When Yang Fan thought of this, he recited a few mantras silently in his heart. Suddenly, a black light flashed in his eyes, and he used the magical power of the 'Void Sky Demonic Eye' to look at the old man and the others.
I saw that the body of the old man in black robe was covered with a light layer of black mist, and it was slowly moving like water, as if there was somethingSexy look.
????????????????????? There are strange green lines in the body of the old man in green robes, which are densely packed and seem to be meridians and tree roots. They are intricate and intricate. If you look at them a few times, you will feel dizzy.
In addition, the old man in the white shirt and the old man in the red shirt, one has a bird-shaped jade pendant hanging on his chest, shining slightly, and it is not a mortal thing at first glance; the other has a body full of flames, but there is no heat or fire around him, it seems that The next moment, thick flames flew out.
"These people are really strange people. Their skills and treasures are very strange, and their magical powers are probably not that weak. If they really use their hands, I don't know how powerful they can be." Yang Fan ate it. Startled, he thought to himself.
Just when Yang Fan's thoughts were changing, Feng Nanping twirled his beard and said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, not long ago, two monks made great contributions to the insect plague and received a generous reward from the Immortal Palace. Commendation, one of them is Fellow Daoist Yang, right?"
"Yang just killed some low-level insects, but there is not much merit to speak of. Fellow Daoist Feng deserves the award." Yang Fan was not surprised. It would be easy to get some information from these forces, not to mention the insect plague. This incident caused such a fuss that even some casual cultivators might know the names of himself and Fairy Qin.
"Fellow Daoist Yang is too humble. Although those worms are not worth mentioning, since Daoist Daoist was able to escape completely after discovering the eight-winged celestial being, this strength is also evident." Feng Nanping has naturally heard of Yang Fan. His deeds were just not taken to heart, but since the other party came for unknown reasons, he did not forget to praise him a few words.
With that said, he asked Yang Fan to sit aside, and called two maids to bring two plates of spiritual fruits and a pot of spiritual wine.
"As the deacon of Bixia Palace, Yang Daoyou, when you come to my Feng family this time, I'm afraid it's not just a simple visit, right?" Feng Nanping rolled his eyes slightly and asked suddenly.
"Yang heard that Fellow Daoist Feng seemed to have 'invited' an ascended female cultivator to Feng's house some time ago. I would like to ask if it is true?" Yang Fan did not mean to be long-winded and said straightforwardly.
"ThisI wonder why Fellow Daoist Yang suddenly asked about this matter?" Feng Nanping heard a strange look in his eyes.
The four old men with white beards who had been motionless all turned their heads and looked at Yang Fan, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Yang Fan smiled slightly when he saw this and said: "Fellow Daoist Feng, don't be so nervous. Yang just wants to find out the name and origin of the female cultivator. If Daoist Feng doesn't mind, it would be best for Yang to meet her." .¡±
When Feng Nanping heard what Yang Fan said, he couldn't help but frowned and said, "If Taoist friend comes here just for this matter, I will not be able to obey your order. However, Taoist friend is always the deacon appointed by Bixia Palace, so naturally I can't neglect it. If you want to stay at my Feng family for a few days, I will definitely entertain you warmly."
Hearing this, Yang Fan tapped the back of the chair with his five fingers and said lightly: "Fellow Daoist Feng, don't you think about it anymore?"
"As the head of the Feng family, I have no reason to go back on my word. I'm a little surprised. You, a deacon of the Immortal Palace, are too lenient? Even if I really detained a female cultivator, the Immortal Palace never interfered with you. What does it have to do with it?" Feng Nanping couldn't help but feel angry when he saw that Yang Fan really didn't understand current affairs.
"To be honest, the female cultivator detained by fellow Taoist Feng is very likely an old friend of Yang. So Yang came to your family this time just to find out what happened. I also hope that the head of the Feng family will make it convenient for him. Yang will definitely be grateful afterwards." Although Yang Fan was not afraid of the Feng family, the other party was quite powerful and naturally he did not want to offend them, so he hugged Feng Nanping and explained patiently.
Hearing this, Feng Nanping laughed and said, "Do the Feng family of our family still care about your reward?" Suddenly his face darkened, "I see that you are the deacon of Bixia Palace, so I am so polite to you. , don¡¯t push yourself too far because of this, otherwise I won¡¯t be polite!¡±
"Oh? Yang has heard that your family once produced a great master in the integration stage. I wonder if he has any magical powers. If you can be lucky enough to learn about it, it will be a worthwhile trip. However, if there is no stakes in the competition between the two parties, There seems to be something wrong with that, right?" Yang Fan couldn't help but turn gloomy when he saw that Feng Nanping was not getting enough food and salt.
"Bet? It seems that you have already calculated it. However, if you want to get that female cultivator, you will have to pay some price." Feng Nanping sneered.
"It doesn't matter what conditions Brother Dao Feng has, it doesn't matter." Yang Fan saw Feng Nanping relent, his eyes lit up, and he raised his head and said.
Hearing this, Feng Nanping pointed at the four white-bearded old men and said: "These four are the four elders of darkness, wood, spirit, and fire. If you can persist in the hands of the four elders for a while without losing, , I will hand over the female cultivator to you immediately. However, once youIf you are invincible, you need to protect my Feng family for three hundred years. How about that? "
"Fellow Daoist Feng thinks so highly of me that he actually let me fight four late-stage god-transformation monks alone." Yang Fan didn't expect that Feng Nanping would make things so difficult for him, and couldn't help but frown.
(To be continued Sorry, I've been very busy lately. It's almost nine o'clock when I get home from get off work. I don't have time to write a novel at all. And my wife is about to give birth at the end of the month. I'm afraid I don't have enough time. Please give me some advice. Please bear with me, I will try my best to take the time to write a little bit and upload it slowly. Please don¡¯t take it personally.) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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