The speaker was the man in blue. He looked at Su Fan with gentle eyes and continued: "Brother, this Su Fan is Xiao Lin's good friend, and with his cultivation... I don't think he has the ability to do it.
I can kill senior brother in yellow."
The old man in red glanced at Su Fan coldly and replied: "Of course he has no ability, but he might be someone connected to him."
Su Fan was planning how to escape in his heart. Under such circumstances, as an outsider, he was naturally unable to argue.
He couldn't count on anyone to help him, and the death of the old man in yellow must have some connection with him.
However, in the current situation, there are experts everywhere. Not to mention the leaders of Tianyuan Sect, just the disciples of the Huang family are enough to kill Su Fan countless times.
Here, maybe even if the old man in blue and the old man in purple want to help him, they are unable to save him.
While Su Fan was anxious, a righteous voice came.
"He can't be a spy."
Su Fan glanced over and saw that the person speaking appeared in the green department. The man was dressed in green robes and carried a huge sword without a scabbard on his back.
The sword seemed to be made of Fan Tie, but the waves of sword intent it exuded frightened Su Fan.
Su Fan didn't recognize that person at first, but when he saw the sword, a name suddenly appeared in his heart.
"Qin Yu."
Many years ago, in that competition, Su Fan broke the young man's sword, and the young man made an oath.
Now I see it again, but it is like this.
Qin Yu smiled faintly at Su Fan, and then said: "Please ask the head master to investigate this matter."
When the young man spoke, the old man in green clothes standing aside did not stop him, and obviously agreed with his words.
The old man in red looked livid. He had never expected that Su Fan would have such a friend.
Xiao Lin and Qin Yu are both well-known people in their factions, and this time they expressed their stance.
The person in yellow was relatively calm, while the old man in purple still had his eyes closed.
It was as if he was confident that Su Fan would not be in danger, and he was not surprised that Su Fan had such friends.
Among the seven series, the old man in yellow is dead, the old man in green has been gone for many years, the old man in purple, the old man in blue, the old man in green are all on Su Fan's side.
As for the old man in orange, he did not express his position.
So the old man in red was left, and he couldn't stand alone, so he snorted coldly and said: "I will investigate this matter thoroughly. This junior must come with me first."
Suddenly the old man in purple opened his eyes, and bursts of purple light emitted from his body.
The old man in purple said solemnly: "Senior brother is so tough in asking for my disciples, is he trying to deceive me into having no one in the purple line?"
The expression of the old man in red kept changing, and he looked extremely ugly. He said: "Junior brother in purple clothes really loves his apprentice. Don't follow the path of junior brother in yellow clothes."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man in red disappeared from the colorful platform.
The leader left, and the disciples from other factions also left one after another.
Xiao Lin and Su Fan reluctantly said goodbye and left.
The old man in purple clothes was still the same as when he came, and Su Fan followed him uncontrollably.
Soon the two of them returned to Zixia Peak. A purple cloud fell to the ground, and the two of them landed in the courtyard.
The old man in purple clothes said expressionlessly: "You can leave now. If anyone wants to hurt you, just come to me in Zixi."
Su Fan was silent. He looked at the old man in purple and suddenly said, "I'm not leaving?"
The old man in purple clothes asked doubtfully: "What?"
Su Fan had already knelt at the feet of the old man in purple and said, "I would like to be your disciple."
The face of the old man in purple clothes immediately blossomed. He helped Su Fan up, and with a wave of his finger, a wine bottle appeared in his hand.
Su Fan also took out an identical wine bottle, and the two of them invited each other into the room.
The scene at this moment was just like the one when the two of them were in the Imperial City Tavern.
The two of them drank a lot of wine without realizing it, and both of them seemed to be a little tipsy.
Su Fan looked at the old man in purple and suddenly said: "Thank you."
The old man in purple looked blank, smiled unconsciously, handed the wine bottle in his hand to Su Fan, and motioned for Su Fan to drink.
Su Fan took the jug and took a sip in confusion. What kind of wine was that?
There was a spicy feeling after entering the mouth, and after just one sip, Su Fan felt a sense of drunkenness in his heart.
Su Fan has cultivated to this point, and has long had a kind of helpless resistance to wine in the world. Ordinary wine cannot make him drunk.
However, at this moment, Su Fan just wanted to collapse, but he couldn't help but want to take another sip.
So he took another sip, and after taking this sip, Su Fan's stomach kept churning.
Su Fan felt as if his Dantian was on fire, and all the spiritual energy in his body's meridians quickly poured into his Dantian.
Su Fan looked at the old man in purple strangely, and the old man in purple motioned for Su Fan to continue drinking.
Su Fan ignored it and opened his mouth wide to pour the wine from the pot into his belly.
For a moment, Su Fan's eyes were dim. He suddenly cried and called his mother and father.
Suddenly he called Ruoyu, Ruoyu. Then he laughed loudly.
The old man in purple frowned and sighed, how could a person have such rich emotions?
And this young man was not very young, but he suffered so much pain that even the old man in purple felt aggrieved.
Gradually, Su Fan's face turned red and he collapsed on the table.
The old man in purple sighed and helped Su Fan up. He tapped his eyebrows with his fingertips, and a drop of purple blood floated out.
It was the blood fused with his supreme cultivation, and he had only suffered three drops of it for countless years.
A drop of a thousand years can add five hundred years to a person's life, which he originally reserved for his own breakthrough.
However, there was no trace of distress on his face at this moment, only kindness, the kindness of a master to his apprentice.
The old man in purple smeared the purple blood, and the blood flew towards Su Fan's eyebrows.
Gradually, the blood melted into Su Fan's body, and the old man in purple waved out a purple energy that enveloped Su Fan's body.
Su Fan seemed to be transparent, with all the meridians all over his body emerging.
I saw the drop of purple blood passing through the meridians and flying to Su Fan's dantian.
After the purple blood, there are clouds of yellow mist.
That was the spiritual energy of the old man in yellow. He injected most of the spiritual energy in his body into Su Fan.
However, Su Fan couldn't use it in the short term. This time he got help from the old man in purple.
The thick spiritual energy was being absorbed by Su Fan bit by bit. Through the purple mist, one could see that all the spiritual energy in Su Fan's body was turning into gaseous form.
As the purple blood of the old man in purple sank, all the gaseous spiritual energy also sank.
Finally, the purple blood stopped in Su Fan's dantian. The old man in purple pinched it in his hands, and the rich purple energy floated from the sky towards the house.
The old man in purple moved his hands, and the purple energy poured in along Su Fan's nostrils and sank rapidly until it reached Su Fan's dantian.
Purple gas and yellow gas complement each other and revolve around the purple blood.
Every time the two Qi rotate once, the purple blood becomes darker, and the purple Qi becomes brighter, emitting bursts of crystal light.
The yellow qi also slowly turned purple, and the two qi gradually merged, forming a cloud of amethyst mist at Su Fan's dantian.
The old man in purple touched Su Fan's eyebrows, and Su Fan's eyes suddenly opened.
Su Fan was surprised and said: "Master, what did you give me to drink?"
The old man in purple laughed loudly and said, "I will give you my first big gift today."
Su Fan was indifferent.
The old man in purple waved the purple mist, and all the purple mist poured in from the pores of Su Fan's body.
He pointed to the wine jug on the table and signaled to Su Fan. Su Fan picked up the wine jug and started filling it without thinking.
Suddenly, Su Fan felt a burning sensation in his Dantian. With a sweep of his mind, he could detect the purple mist in his Dantian. He immediately understood the intention of the old man in purple.
Su Fan looked as usual and continued to drink, but the excitement in his heart could not be suppressed.
When the wine enters the stomach, it immediately turns into strong spiritual power and quickly rushes to the Dantian.
Only a trace of the purple blood in his dantian was consumed, and the old man in purple flew out another drop of purple blood without thinking.
After this drop of blood entered Su Fan's dantian, it was immediately surrounded by purple mist.
The purple mist gradually adheres to the purple blood, and the blood slowly turns into particles the size of a pill.
It is a golden elixir that can only be possessed in the golden elixir stage. The golden elixir will take different forms depending on the monk's cultivation method.
The golden elixirs of some poison cultivators are not golden, but green, and contain a large amount of poison.
The one Su Fan owns is purple. Although it has not yet taken shape, at this moment, it is easy for Su Fan to kill any monk in the foundation building stage.
Every other realm among monks is absolute suppression, but if you have extremely powerful magic weapons or techniques, you may have a chance to escape.
Su Fan naturally understood all this, but he never thought that one day he would become a monk at the Golden Core stage.
Once a monk reaches the golden elixir stage, he has truly entered the world of cultivation.
The Golden Core Stage can also be regarded as a good level of cultivation among the seven disciples of Tianyuan Sect.
Even for the powerful red element, there are not many golden elixir stage monks.
To develop a golden elixir requires great opportunities and good qualifications.
A single limit on qualifications has already limited many people, let alone opportunities.
However, Su Fan had this luck at this moment. First, the old man in yellow was willing to reveal most of his spiritual energy.
Then, with the almost heaven-defying help from the old man in purple, Su Fan had managed to form a trace of the golden elixir.
But the old man in purple didn't seem satisfied. He took out a wine flask and poured both Su Fan's wine and his own wine into it.
Su Fan understood a little, picked up the wine bottle and started drinking again. After one sip, Su Fan fell down.
The old man in purple smiled faintly and walked out of the room.