A group of people followed Su Fan and walked out of the Demon God Tomb in a mighty manner.

Compared with the number of people who went in before, the number that came out was almost half less. When those who stayed outside saw them coming back, they hurriedly greeted them.

"Great Elder, why are there only a few of you left?"

"Master Mingle, why are you the only one coming out? Where are the other disciples?"

"Damn it, where are the people from my Tianyun Cave Sky? Didn't any of them come out alive?"

"..."

Everyone around was in a depressed mood. It can be said that they suffered heavy losses this time.

If Su Fan hadn't helped, there would have been even fewer people coming out this time.

When Su Fan entered, there were originally three people, but now there are more than a dozen people, including two casual cultivators in the combined stage, and a lot of them are in the out-of-body stage.

Although this lineup is not strong, it is already a big help to Haotian Sect.

"Brother Fan, look at the southwest corner of Mingxin Temple. The old man over there is the dean of Confucius Institute, Old Master." Hu Jinwan frowned and whispered suddenly.

Su Fan also turned around and looked over, only to see an old man wearing a hooded white robe, with a refined aura, who looked just like an ordinary teacher. At this moment, he was staring at him with his eyes full of surprise.

"You guys wait here, I'll go take a look."

He and the old master had met several times, and they had discussed Taoism before. After he fought with Mu Yiren, the old master and the others, together with the Ghost Emperor, made him stop.

Now we are meeting acquaintances.

Su Fan walked over slowly. Behind the old master were two middle-aged men in hoods and white robes. When they saw Su Fan, they frowned and stepped forward.

"Stay!"

The two blocked Su Fan and said in unison.

Su Fan was no longer in a hurry to take action. They were all old acquaintances, so fighting here was somewhat unnecessary.

"You guys can step back, there's no need to stop him."

The old master stretched out his withered hand, took off his hood, and said slowly: "Su Fan, you are indeed a banished immortal."

Three thousand years.

He relied on various life-extending elixirs to survive, but Su Fan didn't change at all, as if time couldn't control him.

Su Fan cupped his hands and smiled: "Old Master is also in high spirits."

"Hey, you are so energetic and old. If the Qitian Conference was not about to begin, the palace master would not have let me go through this."

The old master sighed and shook his head, his voice full of helplessness.

Now that Su Fan has walked out of the Tomb of the Demon God, Li Changqing and the others must not be able to come out.

Also, considering the grievances between Su Fan and them, if they let Li Changqing and the others escape alive, wouldn't they be causing trouble for themselves?

"I really envy you, you haven't changed at all in a thousand years." The old master laughed.

Su Fan didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

After a long while, the old master put away his smile and sighed: "That's it, maybe this is Li Changqing's fate, his obsession is too deep."

"Are you going back?" Su Fan smiled.

"I'm going back. It's too tiring to come out. Since you have already planned to be born, the day of ascension must not be far away. I hope I can still have the opportunity to ascend."

After saying that, the old master put on his hood again, turned around and walked shakily into the distance, followed closely by two middle-aged men behind him.

In just a few steps, the three of them had already disappeared, completely disappearing from everyone's eyes.

Hu Jinwan ran up and asked, "Brother Fan, why did you let this old guy go?"

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In Wushen Dao Palace, if there is anyone who deserves my respect, he is the only one."

Su Fan sighed: "It's a pity that he has reached the last step. If he takes action again, I'm afraid he will go to Fengdu City to reincarnate."

There are many methods of ascension in the world of cultivation, and almost all monks have the opportunity, but the details depend on the monks themselves.

The most common and common ones are ordinary monks like them who rely on improving their cultivation to ascend the road to ascension.

In addition, there are incense monks who abandon their bodies and focus on their souls, absorbing incense to improve their cultivation. This method is also the fastest way to ascend.

Of course, there is also the Buddhist path to becoming a Buddha, as is the case for the monks of Mingxin Temple.

The old master is even more special. He takes the most difficult path in the world. He cultivates as a Confucian scholar and uses the poetry and calligraphy of heaven and earth to ascend.

It can be said that the old master is the leader of all the monks who practice awe-inspiring righteousness, poetry and calligraphy in today's world of cultivation.

If he really passed away on that day, I'm afraid all the Confucian and Taoist monks in the world of cultivation would have to go to the Wushen Taoist Palace to see him off.

It is said that a scholar is useless, but who knows that scholars can also rise to the sun?

Su Fan sighed for a moment, then turned around and said, "Okay, it's time for us to go back. After being out for so long, I'm afraid all the disciples who went out to practice have come back. Let's go back and take a good rest for a while."

There is a lot of material this time, and the people of Haotian Sect will be very busy after returning.

"Brother Fan, don't worry, my flying boat can carry a lot of people, absolutely no problem." Hu Jinwan chuckled.

Then he released his flying boat and took the lead to fly up, followed closely by Hu Jinwan and Jing Wenxin.

After getting on the flying boat, Su Fan turned to the casual cultivators and said, "Everyone, we are going by flying boat. Come on up."

"Senior, why don't we fly back? Taking a flying boat is probably too slow." A monk in the integration stage frowned.

Everyone else thinks so too.

After all, monks fly very fast, sometimes even faster than flying magic weapons.

Hearing this, Hu Jinwan curled his lips and said: "What? You look down on my flying boat, Fatty? With your speed, it's pretty good if you can catch up with my flying boat in one breath."

This is the flying boat he got specially for his escape. He spent a lot of materials on it. How can it be compared with those other coquettish bitches?

All the monks also looked curious, and after looking at each other, they got up and flew over.

After everyone got on the flying boat, Su Fan turned around and nodded gently to the people from Huanmiao Immortal Dynasty and Wuji Sect.

"Everyone, let's take a step forward and see you again by fate."

Hu Jinwan did not delay, and controlled the flying boat to fly instantly and disappeared in front of everyone.

On the flying boat, many casual cultivators were amazed and felt embarrassed for a while thinking about what they just said.

Even if they fly with all their strength, they won't be able to catch up with the speed of this flying boat.

After a long while, Hu Jinwan turned around and said: "I'm telling you, don't make trouble when you get to Haotian Sect. We are all serious people. We will read more when we have time in the future, and we will take the exam."

"Examination? What is this? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Someone asked in confusion.

Jing Wenxin has never experienced the exam, but he has heard people talk about it after coming to Haotian Sect.

Hu Jinwan explained: "The exam is the most sacred method of our Haotian Sect. As long as you can enter the top twenty, you will have the opportunity to enter Xiaolin Peak to choose elixirs. If you are in the top ten, there will be other rewards."

"Fellow Daoist Hu, we also have elixirs. Could it be that the elixirs in the sect are rarer and more special?" A monk asked doubtfully.

Yes, they all have more or less treasures, after all, this is not a treasure.

"What kind of elixir are you talking about?" Hu Jinwan turned around and asked.

I saw a monk taking out a purple flower with thunder patterns all over the petals. Although it was a little wilted, the aura still existed on it.

"This is the Thunder Pattern Flower? It's a legendary treasure that can enhance the power of lightning."

"Looking at the extent of this spiritual energy, it must be three hundred years old. Fellow Taoist, you are really lucky."

"I also have a three-hundred-year-old elixir, but it's a pity that it can't compare to this thunder pattern flower."

"I am rather pitiful. I have only treasured a two-hundred-year-old elixir for so many years."

"..."

Everyone on the flying boat started to talk, and when they looked at the thunder pattern flower in the monk's hand, their eyes were full of envy.

Hu Jinwan curled his lips and said: "Garbage, this three-hundred-year-old elixir is everywhere at the foot of Xiaolin Peak. Only elixirs that have been around for thousands of years are worthy of growing on the mountainside of Xiaolin Peak."

Everyone was surprised when they heard this.

Three hundred years of elixirs are all rubbish?

Is the thousand-year-old elixir only suitable for growing on the mountainside?

What year is the one on the top of the mountain from? Ten thousand years?

For a moment, everyone felt a little thirsty and felt that their understanding of Haotian Sect was a little too superficial.

"Senior, Xiao Linfeng is really what Fellow Daoist Hu said?" the Lei Wenhua monk asked unwillingly.

Su Fan nodded and said: "About that. There are also ones that are a hundred years old on the mountainside, but they are all about nine hundred years old."

Nine hundred years should be considered a hundred years, and it is indeed a bit embarrassing to stay with a thousand-year-old elixir.

But we can’t lie, the nine-hundred-year-old elixir does grow on the mountainside.

With Su Fan's words, everyone was stunned.

What's wrong? A nine-hundred-year-old is no longer worthy of growing on the mountainside?

Are Xiao Linfeng's divisions so strict?

"Senior, at the top of the mountain..." a monk asked nervously.

The rest of the people also turned around, hoping to hear from Su Fan whether the thing on the top of the mountain was the ten thousand-year elixir.

Su Fan scratched his head and said: "On the top of the mountain are some life-extending elixirs, all of which are thousand-year-old. It is difficult for ten-thousand-year elixirs to survive unless they are immortal elixirs."

Life-extending elixir!

The Haotian Sect really has a way to extend life.

For a moment, everyone was overjoyed and wished they could go to Haotian Sect now to see the legendary life-extending elixir.

What monks worry about most is getting stuck in their cultivation and waiting for their lifespan to run out.

This life-extending elixir is what this kind of monk hopes to get most.

Looking at their expressions, Hu Jinwan didn't know what they were thinking, and sneered: "Don't think about it, you can't go up to Xiao Linfeng, and don't even think about running up secretly, Yuan Wangye is watching over there.

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Is Yuan Wangye aware of the realm?

He is indeed practicing in Haotian Sect.

"Then how can we enter Xiaolin Peak?" A monk asked hurriedly.

"It's very simple, just take the test!"

Hu Jinwan chuckled and said: "The Haotian Sect's exam is open to all monks. Only the top twenty people are eligible to enter. Last time, monks from outside entered."

"Fellow Daoist Hu, can you tell me the name of the monk who entered before?" Brother Lei Wenhua said hurriedly: "We have no other intention, we just want to confirm."

Hu Jinwan said: "One is a person in the Nascent Soul stage, just on the other side of the sky in Linlang Blessed Land, the other is on your side, the Master of Kujue from Mingxin Temple, Feng Qingwu from Huanmiao Immortal Dynasty is also here
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