Qingyuan Pavilion is on East Street. There is not a single pedestrian on East Street at this time, and many shops have closed their doors.
When Su Fan passed by Qingyuan Pawnshop, the door of the pawnshop was wide open and the inside was in a mess, as if it had been looted.
There was a corpse lying across the pawn shop. Su Fan knew this man as a clerk on the first floor of Qingyuan Pawn Shop.
Su Fan was secretly frightened and flew towards Qingyuan Pavilion quickly.
Qingyuan Pavilion, in front of the majestic gate, the original doorman has long since disappeared.
The scarlet door was closed tightly, and there was a sense of solemnity everywhere, as if even the big characters of Qingyuan Pavilion were filled with chill.
Su Fan jumped into the Qingyuan Pavilion. Not even a single servant in the courtyard could be seen. Su Fan frowned and ran towards the ancestral hall where he had just seen Mo Hanfeng.
Mo Hanfeng is the master of Qingyuan Pavilion, and he is also a well-known figure in Luo City.
He was indeed in the ancestral hall, and Mo He was also in the ancestral hall. There were many monks that Su Fan didn't recognize, but the looks and the pressure coming from them were all there.
It was obvious that there were people with extremely advanced cultivation levels in the ancestral hall at this time, and any one of them could easily kill Su Fan.
Su Fan looked as usual, standing in front of the ancestral hall door and looking at the people in the ancestral hall.
Mo He glanced at Su Fan, was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Su, I wonder why you came to Qingyuan Pavilion."
Su Fan glanced at everyone in the ancestral hall and said: "Ran Suomen has declared war on Qingyuan Pavilion. Although your two families have been feuding for a long time, it is mainly because of me.
Now that Qingyuan Pavilion is in trouble, how can I ignore it?"
The monks in the room glanced at Su Fan, most of them showed disdainful smiles, and some showed respect and admiration.
Su Fan looked as usual and continued: "I know that my cultivation level is low. I may not be able to help Qingyuan Pavilion, but this is my principle. I must repay any kindness I receive."
Just as Mo He was about to find an excuse to refuse, Mo Hanfeng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Su Fan, if you really mean it.
How about you come here early tomorrow morning and we go to Ransuomen together."
A person who seemed to be senior sat down and said: "Pavilion Master, this is a family matter of my Qingyuan Pavilion. How can we invite an outsider to participate? This junior has a low cultivation level, and I am afraid he will hinder you and me."
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Su Fan glanced at the old man and said nothing. Mo Hanfeng smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, Su Fan, you go back and prepare first. Tomorrow will be a fierce battle."
Su Fan responded, turned around and walked out. Everything in the inn was as usual. Su Fan swept his mind and could feel that there were monks around, but they were obviously protecting the inn.
He let out a long sigh and ducked into the cave. Su Fan also felt strange about what Qingyuan Pavilion had done. But because the other party did it like this, Su Fan had no choice but to repay the favor.
Now that Qingyuan Pavilion is in trouble, Su Fan believes that he cannot deal with it alone.
As soon as he entered the cave, Su Fan meditated and breathed out. He felt as if the spiritual energy around him could slowly be injected into his body again.
Su Fan's whole body was wrapped in red light, and above the heavenly spirit, there was a Tai Chi diagram. This Tai Chi diagram was extremely strange, emitting bursts of bloody light.
These are all defensive formations set up by Su Fan. Although this cave is extremely secretive, Su Fan still set up defensive formations just in case.
At this time, the surrounding fog was billowing, and Su Fan's gray hair moved freely without wind, giving it a sense of elegance.
A few hours later, Su Fan opened his eyes slightly and murmured: "Although the battle with Ran Hua was dangerous, it also made my spiritual energy more concentrated.
I actually killed Ren Da that day. At that time, I seemed to be in a crazy state, my mind was out of control, and I burned my longevity to fight Ran Hua.
If I fight with someone again next time, I will definitely not be as lucky as this time.
That gray energy is also extremely strange. It can be struck by the Feng Yu Crossbow without being destroyed.
The Phoenix Feather Crossbow is a spiritual weapon, and with that blow, it will probably be easily killed in the middle stage of foundation building."
Thinking of this, Su Fan moved his hand, and the gray energy on his shoulder flew towards Su Fan, slowly swimming in the palm of Su Fan's hand.
Su Fan gently shook his hand, and the gray energy flowed from Su Fan's fingertips, very well-behaved.
Su Fan didn't recognize this thing, but Su Fan had a vague feeling that if this gray energy was allowed to grow, it would be extremely powerful.
Su Fan raised his hand and waved lightly, and the gray air flew to Su Fan's shoulders again. Su Fan smiled faintly, got up and walked out of the courtyard.
It was already dark at this time, and Su Fan stood in the backyard of the inn and looked at the sky silently, feeling extremely complicated in his heart.
He was a kind-hearted person and did not want to be tainted with murderous intent, but since he entered the world of cultivation, he first killed his master, and then he had no choice but to kill Hu Peng.
After that, he began to waver in his belief in morality. First, Red Kite and Tiger Peng attempted to kill him for no reason.
Later, Ren Da and Ren Ping tried to rob him of his property, but Su Fan repeatedly tolerated it and refused to kill anyone.
However, Hu Peng wanted to kill him in turn, so Su Fan had no choice but to kill him.
Ren Da and Ren Ping even invited Ran Hua, who was more advanced in cultivation, to deal with him.
Maybe Lan Yifeng is right, if anyone offends me, I will kill them.
If he had killed Hu Peng at the beginning, he would not have been plotted by Hu Peng.
If they had been killed under the provocation of Ren Da and Ren Ping, perhaps there would not have been any subsequent troubles.
Su Fan looked at the cold moonlight in the sky and said softly: "Maybe Miss Fan is right, I have no spine."
After saying this, Su Fan felt that it was ridiculous, chuckled twice, and then returned to the cave to meditate, maintaining peak condition at all times to face tomorrow's fierce battle.
The foundation of Ransuomen is not in Luo City. There are only some shops in Luo City. The real sect is built in the Han Valley, a hundred miles outside Luo City.
The structure of the Cold Valley is extremely ingenious and requires the use of formations to teleport in. However, it is easy to get in but difficult to get out. The space inside is huge and can accommodate ten thousand people. It is a good place for a duel.
The origin of Han Valley can no longer be traced. We only know that Han Valley already existed when Luo City existed.
Rumor has it that in ancient times, there were countless battles, large and small, in the Cold Valley, and countless sects and families perished.
There are people with advanced cultivation, and there are countless people with low cultivation. However, these have become the past. In the torrent of time, no one remembers the people who died in the valley. Perhaps only Hangu Valley himself knows.
Ever since Ran Yuanji founded Ran Suomen, there has been no fighting or fighting in Han Valley for thousands of years.
But tomorrow, what will unfold in this valley are the two major forces in Luo City, Qingyuan Pavilion and Ransuomen.
It is said that the leaders of these two major forces have reached the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, and the foundation of the sect is thousands of years old.
Even the General's Mansion is unwilling to offend either side casually. Nowadays, the struggle between these two forces has naturally attracted a lot of people's attention, and because of this kind of thing in the mortal world, there have been many gambling games.
It was still early in the morning, and in a teahouse, a fat middle-aged man was sitting in the middle of the teahouse, spitting stars and talking about the battle between these two forces with great concentration.
The people on the side listened with great interest and applauded from time to time.
An old fortune teller passed by outside the teahouse. The old man was dressed in gray robes and had white beard and hair. He was shaking a bell gently in one hand and holding a signboard in the other.
The four words "stones rot and pines wither, and the stars change" are written on the signboard.
The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and said to himself with a smile: "The calamity is coming, he is finally going to suffer the calamity." As he said that, he continued to ring the bell and walked forward.
Su Fan casually explained to the four people in Luoyuan and left. The four people didn't ask any questions, and they all understood what Su Fan meant by leaving.
Not long after, Su Fan arrived at Qingyuan Pavilion. The door of Qingyuan Pavilion was wide open, and Su Fan went straight to the ancestral hall.
There was no one in the ancestral hall. Su Fan slowly sat on the ground in front of the ancestral hall. He suddenly understood why Mo Hanfeng agreed to let him go.
Su Fan suddenly sat on the steps in front of the hall and looked at the withered old tree at the door. The tree seemed very interesting at the moment. Su Fan just stared blankly.
"Su Fan, I will take you to the Cold Valley." Su Fan raised his eyes suddenly and saw a woman in pink clothes, smiling and saying: "If you don't leave, you may not be able to catch up with Senior Mo and the others."
Su Fan stood up and said hurriedly: "To go to the Cold Valley, you need to send the token. We don't have the token. We can't go in when we get to the Cold Valley. Besides, that place is very dangerous, I can't let you go."
Fan Ruoyu smiled and said: "You know how to care about me? Hey, old man Ku told me this morning and asked me to take you to Han Valley.
I said that place was very dangerous and I couldn’t let you go. The old man was very angry and said that there would be great fortune wherever you go. He also said that Qingyuan Pavilion would definitely be better than Ran Suomen this time. Then he gave it to me
Two tokens, let me go with peace of mind."
Su Fan was about to ask whether the words of the withered old man were credible.
When he thought about what the old man said about him and Fan Ruoyu, he immediately stopped and said in a low voice: "It's fine if I go alone. You don't need to go. It's really dangerous somewhere."
Fan Ruoyu's eyes widened and he said with an angry expression: "When it comes to cultivation, I'm no worse than you."
Su Fan suddenly realized that the coercion exerted by the woman in front of him had become much stronger. It seemed that she had already broken through and reached the middle stage of foundation building.
Thinking that they had not seen each other for a few days, the other party had already cultivated so much, but he was still struggling in the Qi refining period.
A word came to Su Fan's mind, genius. Suddenly Su Fan thought of Xiao Lin again, but that was also a genius. Moreover, Xiao Lin was now in Tianyuan Sect, the sect that every monk in Tianyuan County dreamed of joining.
The future was even brighter, so Su Fan could only laugh at himself secretly.
Seeing Su Fan's surprise, Fan Ruoyu became even more proud and said with a smile: "Let's go, I don't need your protection."
Su Fan had no choice but to sigh and follow him.
From the outside, Han Valley looks like an ordinary valley, but if the monks scan it with their spiritual thoughts, they can find that Han Valley is wrapped in countless formations.
However, these are some defensive formations, but they are not ordinary defensive formations. These formations can reach tens of thousands of people and attack together.
Up to now, there have been countless people who have studied formations deeply and tried to decipher these formations, but these people can't even figure out what type of formations they are.
Even today, there are rumors that this is a formation left by the immortals from the heavens in ancient times.
Even Ran Yuanji himself couldn't fully grasp the entire Han Valley. He only got the jade tube to operate this formation by chance and was able to use it briefly. It was so powerful that it was indeed infinite.
Su Fan and Su Fan were standing in front of the teleportation array in Han Valley. Su Fan took out the mountain soul fan and whispered: "There are still fluctuations of spiritual energy here. Apparently they just entered. You and I should prepare for defense first to avoid going in."
Under attack."
Fan Ruoyu didn't say anything. He took out a flower that was as red as dripping blood, made a secret in his hand, and a purple crystal light surrounded him.
Su Fan glanced at the flower and was secretly shocked. He didn't know this kind of magic weapon.
However, Su Fan also understood that with his new experience in the world of cultivation, there were naturally many things he didn't recognize.
Fan Ruoyu seemed to see Su Fan's doubts and explained: "This is the strange flower from the other side. It is the magic weapon that Old Man Ku made for me. I heard that he took ten thousand Bianhua flowers from the Jiuyou Yellow Spring to refine it for me.
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This flower will become stronger and stronger as my cultivation level increases. It is naturally hundreds of times stronger than your broken fan."
Weapons of this type can be called natal magic weapons. Often, weapons of this type will become more powerful as the master's cultivation level improves.
Even a mortal weapon will be extremely powerful if it is refined into a magic weapon through natal blood.
However, this kind of weapon also has great disadvantages. You can only refine it once in a lifetime, and if the magic weapon is damaged, you will be seriously injured, and it will disappear if you are not careful.
Su Fan touched his nose and said with a dry smile: "We'd better go in first."