Su Fan frowned and stared at him without saying a word.

The teacher slowly got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The malicious look in his eyes did not fade away at all.

"You should ask this damn God, why do I teach and educate people without any regrets, but don't even have a chance to practice? What did I do wrong?"

"Do you know how envious I was when the children in the village were taken away by you monks? How I wish you could turn around and look at me and tell me that I can practice too."

Looking at the somewhat crazy teacher, Su Fan fell silent.

He has seen this kind of thing before, and he has seen it a lot. There are many people in the world who want to become immortals, but there are only a few who are truly qualified.

Not everyone can practice cultivation. After all, for today's monks, their cultivation is a battle with heaven.

Su Fan had long been tired of seeing things like this kind of blaming people.

"For monks, practice is not about improving strength, but about tempering one's character. Even if you have talent, you won't be able to soar."

He has seen too many people pursuing spiritual practice, but few have truly ascended.

Some monks even know that there is no hope for their ascension, so they choose to give up their practice, return to the world, and disappear among all living beings in the world.

"What do you know?"

The teacher said angrily: "How old are you, how can you understand the benefits of immortality? Who in the world doesn't want to live forever? Who doesn't want to ascend to the fairy world?"

Su Fan sighed: "You are wrong, immortality is different from ascending to the immortal world."

He has lived for thousands of years and is the most qualified person to say this.

Ascension to the immortal world is his greatest wish and initial goal. Maybe many monks want to live forever, but who knows about the immortal world?

In the final analysis, no matter what the purpose is, the prerequisite is to ascend to the fairyland.

If he didn't even have this pursuit, Su Fan would have entered reincarnation ten thousand years ago.

"I can understand that you want to practice cultivation. There are countless people like you in the world, but the last thing you should do is choose such a path and practice by drinking human blood. You will never be able to ascend in this life."

Su Fan slowly shook his head: "How can you talk about immortality if you can't ascend? Besides, immortality is not necessarily a good thing."

"You're talking nonsense! Why is immortality not a good thing?"

The teacher said ferociously: "I killed the mandrill, ate his meat and became able to practice Buddhism. I also became a monk. This is what I deserve!"

"I taught those children how to read and write, and they practiced cultivation and left. Then their parents should repay me. This is what I deserve!"

Looking at the teacher who had lost himself, Su Fan sighed and had no choice but to step forward and grab his shoulder, dragging him away.

All things have animism. The teacher killed the mandrill, and sucking human blood was his retribution.

Without the supplement of human blood, he wouldn't be able to live long.

Finally, Su Fan took the teacher to the village chief's house and woke him up directly.

Seeing Su Fan coming with the teacher in hand, the village chief was also startled and said hurriedly: "Why is this, Mr. Immortal? This is the only teacher in the village. If he has offended me in any way, I will apologize on my behalf."

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"He didn't offend me."

Su Fan shook his head and said, "Don't people often die in your village? He did all of this."

Upon hearing this, the village chief's expression also changed.

Su Fan explained: "He ate the meat of the mandrill, which caused him to become neither fish nor fowl."

, you need to rely on human blood to maintain your practice in order to maintain your appearance during the day."

Seeing the village chief in front of him, a trace of guilt flashed in the teacher's scarlet eyes.

The aftermath of his transformation into a mandrill has not gone away. Although he has returned to his human form, his blood-red eyes are really scary.

"Monsters, there are monsters!"

The village chief was even frightened and took several steps back.

"Okay, he has been injured by me now and will not hurt you, not to mention I am still here." Su Fan looked indifferent.

The village chief glanced at the teacher and said hurriedly: "I would like to ask the Immortal Chief to kill this evildoer and restore peace to our Yueya Village."

As he said this, he knelt down and prayed.

Su Fan shook his head and said: "This method of eating monsters is inherently dangerous. It will consume his vitality all the time. He won't be able to suck blood tonight, and he was seriously injured by me. I'm afraid he won't be able to see the sun tomorrow."

"Thank you, Immortal, for saving your life. I would like to express my gratitude to the Immortal on behalf of Yueya Village." The village chief knelt down and worshiped again.

Su Fan threw the teacher to the ground and said, "Now that I'm taking Xiao Jixiang and her daughter away, you won't stop me."

"This is Huang Cuiping's blessing. Naturally, the old man will not stop it." The village chief said hurriedly.

Then Su Fan stood quietly aside, while the village chief called the gangsters from the daytime to come over and tied the teacher to a tree.

As soon as it got dark, the people in Yueya Village already knew about the teacher and came hurriedly to criticize him.

"You are really a bitch-hearted. I usually look at other people as dogs, but I didn't expect them to be monsters."

"Fortunately, nothing happened to my dog, otherwise I would have gone to his ancestral grave!"

"You have to keep your eyes peeled when looking for teachers in the future. Thanks to Youxian Chang for taking action this time, otherwise we would all be in danger."

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The group of people were filled with gratitude again. Su Fan couldn't bear it anymore and waved his hand to tell them not to continue.

Xiao Jixiang and her daughter also knew what was going on here, and they were both a little surprised.

Su Fan then led them out of Yueya Village and walked towards the Haotian Sect. The disciple in charge of contact also hurriedly notified the sect.

Zhang Shanfeng and Li Xiwang came out to greet him together. They had made a great covenant yesterday, and Li Xiwang also planned to greet Su Fan in person before leaving.

"Congratulations to our uncle, Master, for returning to the sect."

"Welcome to you, senior."

The two of them bowed their hands.

Su Fan said helplessly: "No need to be too polite. You don't need to see me doing rituals all the time. Don't you think it's troublesome?"

Zhang Shanfeng and Li Xiwang both smiled awkwardly. After all, in the world of cultivation, it has become a rule for younger people to salute their elders.

"Senior nephew Shanfeng, this is Xiao Jixiang's mother. She will live in the back mountain from now on. You can make some arrangements and bring an extra portion when delivering meals in the future." Su Fan introduced.

After all, Huang Cuiping is an ordinary person, standing aside solemnly, looking embarrassed.

Since Su Fan had said so, Zhang Shanfeng would not say anything more. After all, Haotian Sect was not the kind of sect that did not allow ordinary people to enter.

Xiao Jixiang also left with him. After returning to the sect, he completely let go and started running around.

Li Xiwang, who was on the side, saw that everyone had left, so he stepped forward and asked: "Senior, if you let a mortal go up the mountain, I'm afraid it will have an impact on Xiao Jixiang's practice in the future."

Sooner or later, monks have to say goodbye to the world, and that is the most painful time.

"She is still young, there is no need

It’s important to experience this step so early.”

"Senior, are you very optimistic about this little girl?" Li Xiwang asked doubtfully: "Now that she has become stagnant, it will be even more difficult for monks to ascend. Maybe there will only be one ascended person in these thousand years."

"It's hard to say whether you are alone or not, but the age of stagnant spirits will not last long." Su Fan looked up at the sky and said.

A glint flashed in Li Xiwang's eyes. If what Su Fan said was true, wouldn't it mean that the era of monks' ascension is coming?

The extreme of things must reverse itself, and the age of stagnant spirits has lasted for nearly three thousand years. Countless monks have tried to find ways to extend their lives, especially those who have transcended the tribulation period and wish they could live for several thousand more years.

Now that Su Fan has come out of seclusion at this time, he may have really guessed something.

As expected of a senior, he actually knows such secrets.

How could Su Fan know when the age of the dead spirit would end? For an immortal like him, the age of the dead spirit would indeed not last long.

No matter how long the stagnant spirit age lasts, it will have no effect on him. If he is immortal, do he still need to worry about this?

Time is just a number to him.

"Junior will not disturb the senior's practice. I also hope that the senior will visit my blessed land more often in the future." Li Xiwang said with cupped hands.

Su Fan nodded and said: "You and our sect have made an alliance, so we should communicate with each other."

"Then the junior will take his leave."

After Li Xiwang said goodbye, he boarded the flying boat in Linlang Paradise and flew slowly towards the distant sky.

Su Fan looked at the clear sky above his head, his mind filled with the struggle and debate of the teacher in Yueyaya Village.

The last time he came out of seclusion, there seemed to be such a person. Unfortunately, he still died tragically in the catastrophe when he finally passed through the tribulation.

"Calculating the time, it's time to go and worship. Why do you think I still owe you money for a drink?"

At this time, Zhang Shanfeng flew from the back mountain and landed directly in front of Su Fan.

"Uncle Master, I heard that there are mandrills appearing in Yueya Village. These mandrills usually appear in pairs. How about we get rid of them now?"

Zhang Shanfeng said with an upright face.

Su Fan shook his head and said: "No, mandrills are indeed scary, but no one harasses them. They are no doubt ordinary beasts. Sometimes it is not the monsters that are wrong, but people."

"Uncle Master has great righteousness in his heart, and the younger generation feels inferior." Zhang Shanfeng also came to his senses.

"I may have to leave recently. You can keep an eye on the sect first, and you can also take care of Xiao Jixiang's practice. I will rush back as soon as possible after finishing my own affairs." Su Fan turned around and said slowly.

Hearing that Su Fan was about to leave alone, Zhang Shanfeng still wanted to follow him, so he hurriedly said: "Junior, let's go together too, what if there's anything we can do to help?"

"I just went to pay homage to my friends. I have been in seclusion for a long time and I have almost forgotten my former friends."

Su Fan smiled and said: "You'd better take good care of the sect, and remember to visit Linlangfu Land more often. Their spiritual energy is quite good. It would be good to take the disciples to take turns to practice and compete."

"Junior understands." Zhang Shanfeng said with his eyes shining.

"Lend me your Cloud-piercing Ship. The journey is quite far. I'm afraid it will take a lot of time if I go alone."

Su Fan would die if he walked away by himself.

This time he was going to the other side of the Northern Wilderness. The journey was so long that he didn't know how long he would have to go with just one pair of legs.

Zhang Shanfeng handed over the Cloud Chuan Ship, explained the control method and then asked: "When does Uncle Master plan to set off?"
Chapter completed!