Chapter 166: Sky Demon Pavilion Same as Qingyuan Pavilion
It turns out that with the idea of resting for a few years, the withered old man who was punished to the far west land could practice in seclusion somewhere, which would be a good idea.
But when they arrived, they discovered that the soldiers guarding the border had developed a violent habit here for many years. The old man couldn't stand it, so he had no choice but to propose an idea to Lan Yifeng.
The original idea is good. On the one hand, it can promote the harmony between the soldiers and the people at the border. On the other hand, it can also stabilize the conscience and help improve the cultivation of soldiers and generals.
However, this move was criticized by countless people. Many people said that he had gained power for no reason, and most of them expressed dissatisfaction, so a competition was held.
At that time, his cultivation was not weak, and he was young and energetic, so he participated in the competition and injured dozens of border guard generals in a row, just when he was very excited.
However, he was informed that he would be relieved of all duties and exiled to a bitter cold place in the far west. At this moment, he remembered that fighting was not allowed in the army, and if such a phenomenon occurred, he would be severely punished.
Old Man Ku believed that this was a trap set by Lan Yifeng, and it was even related to the emperor in the imperial capital. Apart from that, his master and senior brother must also be involved.
In anger, the old man went deep into the place where the Jixi Wu clan lived. It was different from the territory of the Song Dynasty. It was difficult to absorb pure spiritual energy there, and sometimes even a trace of spiritual energy could not be sensed.
Just when the old man's spiritual energy was about to be exhausted, he encountered the martial arts migration again, so he launched a hunt for him. The extremely weak old man could not be the opponent of those who were physically strong.
Seriously injured, Old Man Ku used secret techniques to finally reach the place where the Song Dynasty was stationed, but was humiliated by the gatekeeper and refused to let him in.
Seeing that the people from the Wu clan were about to arrive, Old Man Ku had no choice but to wait there for death. Old Man Ku, who thought he would definitely die, was completely disappointed and became so angry that he collapsed there.
However, when he woke up again, he arrived at a palace and was rescued by a thin man. He couldn't tell how old he was, but he had a stern face that made people afraid to look directly at him.
Later, the old man found out that the man was the Ghost Emperor who was in great power for a while. He had only heard of such a big shot in the classics but had never seen it before. When he saw it now, he felt indescribable excitement in his heart.
After that, he followed the Ghost King. The Ghost King seemed cold and unapproachable, but he actually treated people well. After his guidance, the old man's cultivation reached the third level of Taoism.
At this point, Su Fan finally understood why Old Man Ku had such an identity before, so he could still hate the Song Dynasty. In this regard, Su Fan said that he would be like him.
"Since senior has revealed his identity to the Ghost Realm Temple to me, he must have some trust in me." Su Fan said calmly.
After a moment of silence, the old man slowly raised his head and said with a faint smile: "You may know something about me, but I just want to tell you that what you know now may not be correct."
"For example, what kind of existence is the Song Dynasty, what will happen outside the territory, etc.?" Su Fan asked doubtfully.
The old man nodded and said in a deep voice: "Maybe it's also what you think of me. I'm not a puppet who only knows revenge. On the contrary, my mood is also very complicated."
Su Fan glanced at the old man and acquiesced to his words.
"Thousands of miles away from here, there is a small town called Xinqing City, which is called Tianyao City. I heard there was an auction there a few days ago. Are you interested in going and taking a look?" The old man suddenly said.
After a moment of silence, Su Fan smiled lightly and said, "Since Mr. Ku is so interested, I will go there."
Thinking that Ye Yang had collected a lot of spiritual stones in the storage bag that day, Su Fan also had the idea of impulsing the storage bag at this moment. Except for a broken sword, there was nothing else in the storage bag.
Fighting like this will definitely not be advantageous.
Although when it comes to such a level of cultivation, magic weapons are auxiliary things, and the real cultivation methods are the desperate tools, but having a magic weapon is much better than not having one at all, not to mention that if you encounter a magic weapon that defies the heavens, it is not impossible.
A good thing.
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After chatting for a while, it was early morning.
Old Man Ku didn't call anyone else, so he and Su Fan quickly rushed to Xinqing City. Old Man's Su Fan was like the wind, and Su Fan couldn't catch up. If there wasn't some mystery, there was no way Su Fan would be thrown away by Old Man Ko.
Fortunately, the old man didn't use all his speed, so Su Fan could barely keep up. After a while, a magnificent city appeared in front of him.
On this boundless grassland, the majestic city is undoubtedly very conspicuous with tall buildings on the ground. The strange thing is that there are no mountains or water nearby, so the city seems even more lonely.
Before he reached the city gate, the demon soldiers guarding the city were interrogating him. Su Fan was not worried about being recognized because the old man was there, so these demon soldiers might not even be able to see what Su Fan looked like.
Unexpectedly, the demon soldiers walked into the city as if they didn't see Su Fan at all.
The moment he crossed the city gate, Su Fan could feel three powerful spiritual thoughts sweeping over him. He turned his gaze to the old man and saw nothing strange, so he stepped in.
There is no other difference from ordinary cities. Whether it is wine shops, tea houses, or beggars, there are all here, and there are even a few brothels.
The withered old man seemed to come here often, and he didn't wander around. He took Su Fan with him and arrived in front of a majestic pavilion in a blink of an eye.
"Tianyao Pavilion."
Old Man Ku explained that Tianyao City is spread throughout the towns outside the territory, but whenever there are shops opened, they are named after "Tianyao Pavilion".
Su Fan has been wandering in the wilderness for many years and rarely goes to an auction. This is the second time he comes here. The last time he was hunted down seems to be still before him.
This shop is somewhat similar to the "Qingyuan Pavilion" back then, except that this one is obviously much grander than that one, and there are obviously many more customers.
"Mr. Zhang, please spare my life." A rapid scream came from the street.
Su Fan ignored it and walked into the "Tian Yao Pavilion" calmly.
Suddenly, a strong arm hugged Su Fan's legs, and Su Fan couldn't break free for a moment.
"Master, master..., please help me."
Su Fan looked down at the young man with a calm expression. He was not very old, about sixteen or seventeen years old. He was covered in blood and was holding one hand tightly.
Not far behind the young man, a strong man chased after him. The strong man's cultivation was probably in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. His face was full of flesh and his eyes were filled with fire, and he almost wanted to eat the young man.
Seeing that Su Fan didn't move at all, the young man slowly let go of Su Fan's legs and moved his body slowly. Unexpectedly, the strong man was very fast. In a flash, he punched the young man on the body. The young man suddenly turned into a
The blood mist collapsed.
The withered old man glanced at the young man and remained silent. He did not blame Su Fan for being cold-blooded. It was very dangerous here. He couldn't cause trouble, let alone take action. This was right.
After a slight pause, he continued to enter the store.
"You can't leave." The strong man said coldly.
Su Fan ignored the strong man's words and walked into the store with his usual expression. He was greeted by the waiter with a fake smile on his face and saw the room full of exquisite boutiques.
"I didn't fucking let you go." A fierce voice passed through Su Fan's ear, and a thick arm pressed on Su Fan's shoulder.
This person was not a member of the Celestial Demon Clan, but an ordinary monk. Su Fan did not want to provoke him, but he kept provoking him again and again. If he was not resolved, he might end up like what he did outside the "Qingyuan Pavilion".
Immediately, Su Fan suddenly grabbed the strong man's outstretched arm and quickly injected the power of the Heavenly Tribulation Fire into his hand. In an instant, the strong man's arm turned into a ball of black coal.
The strong man was indeed decisive and ruthless. He slapped the storage bag and held a big knife in his hand. With a swing of the knife, he chopped off the arm and then retreated violently.
Su Fan's eyes flashed coldly, and he quickly rushed forward, grabbed the other arm of the strong man, and fiercely swung the broken sword to strike at which arm. In an instant, the monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul had two arms cut off, attracting everyone's attention.
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After a while, there were more people watching, and they all pointed at Su Fan.
"Isn't that Wang Yuanba, the nephew of the city lord? Where did this kid come from and dared to offend the nephew of the city lord? He doesn't want to live anymore."
"That person's cultivation is only in the early stage of Yuanying, but he can seriously injure Wang Yuanba who is in the middle stage of Yuanying. It cannot be said that he has an extraordinary origin. Perhaps he is a big shot from Tianyao City?"
"I think Wang Yuanba deserves what he deserves. He is so good at disturbing others."
"Keep your voice down, it will make you feel better if the city lord hears it."
"……."
Discussions arose one after another, and within a moment the two people were surrounded. The strong man looked slightly cold and shouted: "You are looking for death..."
Before he could finish speaking, the broken sword in Su Fan's hand had already fallen, and his fat head rolled towards the young man's side, his eyes filled with astonishment.
Suddenly, the crowd of onlookers disappeared, and Su Fan walked into the "Tianyao Pavilion" with the withered old man as usual.
The waiter's eyes at this moment were very different from before. There was even a bit of reverence. He looked at Su Fan with a flattering smile and said in a low voice: "My lord, I don't know what your orders are."
Su Fan's heart moved. The waiter actually thought that he was an adult from Tianyao City. He sighed secretly in his heart. After all, strength really matters. If there hadn't been the previous fight, how could this waiter be so flattering.
Without explaining anything, Su Fan said calmly: "Participate in the auction."
The waiter looked startled and said with a smile: "I wonder if there is a token?"
"You want a token?" Su Fan asked doubtfully.
Immediately, the waiter looked at Su Fan, and then said hurriedly: "It's okay if you don't have a token. Please sit inside. We can start after everyone arrives."
They said they were sitting inside, but they just walked up the stairs.
The seemingly tall pavilion before had only two floors, but the two floors were large enough to seat tens of thousands of people, and there were countless magic weapons and elixirs on display.
Su Fan was invited to take the seat, but the old man just smiled and did not object.
It was Su Fan's first time to be so public, but the effect seemed to be very good. At least he could avoid a lot of trouble and receive good treatment, so why not do it.
After sitting down for a moment, a very familiar figure suddenly came into view, a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes, followed by a short young man.
Su Fan couldn't see through that young man's cultivation, but he could guess that he was in the late Nascent Soul stage.