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Volume 1: Rebirth in Another World Chapter 102: Randen Temple

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    The battle between Li Fan and Luan Fengchi shocked all the surrounding sects. After the battle, no one dared to set foot in the center of the fluctuation of Yuanli. From the huge hole in the center, there was a steady stream of flat shock waves.  After a few hours, the fluctuations weakened, and the smoke and dust stirred up slowly descended, while two people were still lying quietly in the center.  ¡­ When Li Fan opened his eyes tiredly, his lips were dry and his face was pale. He was lying on the bed at this moment.  "Where is this?" Li Fan stared at the man in front of him. Two phantoms merged into one in front of his eyes. Only then did Li Fan see clearly who was standing next to him.  "Buddha, wizard, why are you here?" Li Fan was slightly startled, and suddenly had a headache. He frowned and kept shaking his head. His brain was in severe pain from such a shake, and memories were rewinding in his mind.  The Buddhist wizard was wearing a golden and red cassock. He wanted to turn around and leave, but suddenly heard Li Fan's voice, so he turned around and said with a smile: "Young Master, if I hadn't arrived in time, you would have almost lost your life.  " When Li Fan was seriously injured and dying, the blood seal in the body of the Buddha and the witch began to dim. At that time, his face changed drastically, and he immediately followed the blood curse seal and rushed to Li Fan's location. Fortunately, the Buddha and the witch came in time and used the life-sustaining elixir.  Li Fan was saved, otherwise Li Fan would have died there due to excessive bleeding.  At this time, Li Fan was still in a daze. He stared at the white hair hanging on his shoulders and his expression changed drastically. He finally remembered and remembered the scene before Ling Xue's tragic death: "Where is Ling Xue? Where is Ling Xue!"  Li Fan got out of bed in a panic, staring at the Buddha and the shaman. He heard the Zen sounds of Buddhist monks and the ringing of bells outside the door, and ran out without putting on his shoes.  At this time, the door was pushed open, and several people hurriedly walked in from the outside, including two men in yellow and the pale-faced Hanyan Temple Master.  The Master of Hanyan Temple was dressed in a white shirt and rushed in first. She opened the door and asked the Buddha and the witch: "Is the young master okay?" Then she found a man with white hair rushing over in front of her. Isn't this Li Fan?  Well, before the Master of Hanyan Temple could speak in a hurry, he was pushed away by Li Fan. Li Fan rushed out of the door, his eyes turned red, and tears were already rolling in his eyes.  "Ling Xue, don't let anything happen. Don't let anything happen!" Li Fan rushed out of the door, his vast spiritual thoughts swept out. The voice came from the middle room, and Li Fan ran in quickly with bare feet.  Directly in front of the room are three huge golden Buddhas. Countless candlelights are flickering around them. At this time, there are about thirty monks surrounding them. They knock on the wooden fish devoutly and chant in their mouths.  In the center surrounded by monks, a circle of red candles shone with fire and surrounded by a white cloth. The white cloth seemed to be covering a person.  "Stop!" Li Fan stood at the gate and stared straight ahead. He gasped and punched a big cauldron burning incense next to him.  Li Fan rushed over in anger. At this time, a monk standing not far away hurriedly came over: "Donor, please be patient. The abbot is saving this woman." Li Fan grabbed his arm.  The collar lifted him up directly. If the Buddha and the wizard hadn't shouted at the door to stop, I'm afraid this little monk would have passed away.  Li Fan was so angry that he threw him to the ground and flew into the center. A wave of air knocked away all the monks sitting cross-legged on the ground chanting sutras.  "Get out of here!" Li Fan stared at the white cloth in front of him with trembling arms. He slowly pinched a section of the white cloth with both hands and pulled it down with red eyes.  As before, her face is fair, but now it's a bit frighteningly white. The corners of her eyes are a little faintly pink, and she's impeccably beautiful!  Li Fan hugged her in his arms. He panicked and tried to hold back his tears, but he couldn't.  "Ling Xue, don't scare me." Li Fan hugged her tightly and leaned his cheek against her face. He still didn't want to believe this fact. There were endless words in his heart but they were all stuck in his throat.  "Ling Xue, you won't die! I must let you live!" Li Fan slowly put Ling Xue down.  At this time, there was another person at the gate. He had an old face and drooped white eyebrows. Seeing that Li Fan's mood had stabilized, he walked slowly with his staff: "Young man, there is a destiny in the dark. Please bear with me and accept the change."  "I have never believed in fixed numbers." Li Fan stood up, looked directly at the Buddha and the witch and said, "Buddha and witch, prepare a coffin for me." At this time, the buddha and the witches all came closer, and the master of Hanyan Temple swept away his spiritual thoughts.  Looking at Li Fan in surprise, she stared at Ling Xue on the ground. Although she was very confused in her heart, she didn't say much and said: "Young Master, I have a ten thousand year black ice coffin here, which can guarantee that her body will not deteriorate for thousands of years."  The master of Hanyan Temple waved his hand, and the mysterious light grew larger in front of Li Fan's eyes, and a coffin exuding cold air fell in front of Li Fan's eyes.  "Thank you!"Li Fan opened the coffin with a wave of his hand and reached out to pick up Ling Xue. When he looked at her messy black hair, his nose felt sore again.  "Master Han Yan, do you have a comb?" Li Fan tilted his head and looked at Han Yan.  She was slightly startled and took out a long comb from the bracelet. Li Fan took the comb and said to the people around him: "You all should go out first." Everyone looked at each other and slowly backed away. Finally, all the monks disappeared.  Entering the room, Li Fan waved his hand and the door closed heavily.  "Ling Xue, I know you love to be clean. I'm a grown man and I don't know how to dress up for others. Don't make fun of me." When Li Fan said this, his eyes were already hazy, and a burst of Yuanli came out of his hand.  After cleaning the blood stains on Ling Xue's body, she held Ling Xue close to her chest and held her head up little by little.  Tears fell silently, mixed in her hair, and her mind was filled with Ling Xue's smile. She still remembered the first time they met. It was in Yulong Forest. Ling Xue's arrogant face attracted Li Fan.  Although people have not been together for a long time, they have experienced life and death. This kind of love is the most precious.  Holding Ling Xue, Li Fan felt very warm. He bowed his head slightly and kissed Ling Xue's forehead and said, "Ling Xue, I will definitely kill this thief Luan Feng Chi with my own hands." Li Fan hugged Ling Xue and slowly  He put her into the ice coffin, with anger burning in his eyes. He closed the ice coffin, put the ring in it, and walked out of the Buddhist hall.  Everyone stood outside the door. When Li Fan pushed the door open and walked out, they all looked up at Li Fan.  The Buddha and the Witch approached and asked the whole story: "Young Master, who did you have a big fight with?" Li Fan stood in the middle of the crowd and looked up at the Buddha and the Witch and said: "You should have heard of Luan Fengchi, the leader of the Xingyang Sect, right?  , this thief, I will kill him with my own hands!" Fu Wu's face changed. He didn't expect that the one who fought against Li Fan was Luan Fengchi, but Fu Wu couldn't understand why Luan Fengchi would keep Li Fan alive when he killed so many people!  Go down.  Li Fan didn't say any more. He was already feeling very uncomfortable and just wanted to find a place to calm down.  Li Fan said: "Thank you for your help. I can't stay here for long, otherwise it will cause unreasonable disaster." Luan Fengchi was seriously injured and his soul was wounded. After he is nursed back to health, he will definitely chase him. Li Fan is a potential threat.  , how could he let it go? If he really found it, it would definitely involve this place.  The Buddha and the shaman are even more worried about Li Fan leaving alone. Now his life is linked to Li Fan. Once Li Fan dies, he will not survive for more than three seconds.  The Buddhist witch said: "Although your injuries have improved during the ten days in coma, the internal injuries are still very serious, so you should stay and continue to adjust your breath." At this time, the white-browed abbot said: "Junior brother is right, you don't have to worry about Luan Feng Chi.  I will be able to deal with it when the time comes." The corners of the Buddha's shaman's lips raised and he said, "This is my senior brother, who is also the abbot of Randeng Temple and the abbot of Jingdeng Temple." "I have met the abbot." Li Fan bowed slightly and thought.  Sao found that his cultivation was very profound.  Li Fan's internal injuries have not healed, and he really needs to adjust his breathing immediately, otherwise there will be hidden dangers that will affect his future practice. Li Fan stretched out his hand and bowed: "Then I will disturb your temple." The master of Hanyan Temple and the two men in yellow Chang Shu  Finally feeling relieved, they said goodbye to Li Fan and left.  Li Fan was walking on the road with the Buddha and the Witch. The Buddha and the Witch couldn't help but ask: "Recently, I heard that the Yuxiao Sect was wiped out and four Taoist friends from Guixu Honglin were also brutally killed. This is all due to Luan Fengchi."  "Is that what he did?" Li Fan nodded: "Luan Fengchi is no longer what he used to be. His cultivation has reached the peak of martial arts. It is difficult for the entire Donglan Kingdom to meet his opponents." Li Fan also saw the horror and confusion in the eyes of the Buddha and the Witch.  Doubtful, he said directly: "You don't have to ask me in a roundabout way. There is nothing to hide about my cultivation. That Luan Fengchi fought with me, and I was lucky enough to hurt his soul. He was worried that it would be difficult to break through the martial arts in the future because of the hidden dangers left."  "The word "escape" was said lightly, but the Buddha and the wizard were shocked. Not to mention an early stage cultivator of Wu Zun, even a mid-stage cultivator like him would not be able to hurt Luan Feng Chi at all. Li Fan was still alive.  His soul was severely damaged, and his strength was already above his.  Luan Fengchi was horrified. He looked at Li Fan's back and said, "Young Master, you can rest assured to recover here. My senior brother, Abbot Jingdeng, is also at the peak of martial arts. With the formation guarding Randeng Temple, and  I won't be afraid of him." Li Fan nodded, this is the best, and he can rest in peace and recover from his injuries. What he wants most now is to quickly improve his strength and kill Luan Fengchi as soon as possible.  The Buddha and Witch arranged for Li Fan to stay in a house, then walked out of the room and closed the door.  Li Fan sat cross-legged on the bed. He originally wanted to meditate, but Ling Xue's voice lingered in his mind. Every time he thought about it, his heart ached.  I don¡¯t know what happened in the pastAfter a while, Li Fan finally let go of everything in his heart and immersed himself in cultivation without any distracting thoughts.
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