Fanchuan was listening carefully to the conversation between the two cultivators outside at this moment, waiting for the best opportunity, so he didn't make any reaction and just listened quietly.
"Brother Lao, what do you think is the use of having those shackle god slaves to dig? Then when will it be opened?" The man who spoke in a strange way said again.
"I told you not to ask, stop talking. Our shackle god naturally has his reasons," the young man said, seemingly slightly angry.
Fanchuan didn't want to just listen quietly anymore, so he moved his body slightly and looked out through the gap. He saw two strange people standing among the crowd of mortals not far away. It should be said that they were strange cultivators.
First, there was a young man with an unusually fair face, relatively clean and plain clothes, and long strands of hair tied behind his head. He looked like a scholar at first glance, while the other man had formed a relationship with the previous man.
Sharp contrast, dark face, intricate beard, and clothes with many wrinkles.
After observing the two cultivators, Fanchuan calmed down and thought about countermeasures. Since he didn't know the other person's cultivation level, Fanchuan didn't dare to act rashly. If he wanted to know the other person's level, it was very simple, just take out a little bit of himself.
Check the true energy in other people's bodies. If you can see the realm, then it means that the person's cultivation realm is similar to your own, or lower than yours. If you can't see the cultivation realm, then this person's cultivation realm is higher than yours.
And it may be much higher than myself.
But Fanchuan thought that if he took out his true energy now to detect the cultivation realm of these two people, then they would discover him immediately.
Just when Fanchuan was having trouble making a decision, suddenly the two cultivators came towards him. Fanchuan asked in surprise, could it be that his traces were discovered? He had already hidden his true energy, and it turned out that Fanchuan was
Chuan thought too much and saw that the two cultivators crossed Fanchuan's hidden place and headed towards the stone wall that Fanchuan had used to fuse with his Qi.
Fanchuan had just relaxed and became nervous again. Could it be that they had discovered the passage behind the stone wall? Fanchuan thought to himself.
It turned out that Fanchuan was only half right. The two cultivators did not discover the passage behind the stone wall. They just felt that the stone wall was a bit strange and could easily arouse suspicion.
"Brother Lao, why do you think this stone wall is so messy? Is it because the stone was born like this?" The strange voice came again. Fanchuan looked over and found that the person speaking was actually the bearded man.
Fanchuan was so surprised by the sloppily dressed man. He was really shocked by this image and his voice.
"Well, this stone wall is indeed strange. I can't figure out what's going on." Another young man dressed as a scholar said slowly.
"Brother Lao, are there any cultivators from Yechao City who have been here?" the man with a slovenly beard asked cautiously and in a low voice.
"this……"
The two cultivators who were chatting were completely oblivious. In fact, for them, the danger was only one step away.
Fanchuan carefully moved behind the two cultivators who were still concentrating on inspecting the stone wall. Suddenly the Leng Sword burst out of the air, and waves of chill swept through the surroundings. He waited until the two cultivators reacted.
When he came over, his body had been locked by Leng Fa Sword for attack. As long as he moved rashly, Leng Fa Sword would take action immediately.
Fanchuan used this urgent moment to draw out a trace of his true energy to test the cultivation realm of the two people in front of him. Fortunately, the realm of the two cultivators in front of him was in the innocence stage, and there was no sign of breaking through the Yuan Zhen and condensing the Yuan Zhen spirit.
god.
The two cultivators were shocked by the sudden danger. They looked at each other and did not dare to move. They just focused on the cultivator in front of them who felt extremely dangerous.
The bearded and slovenly-dressed cultivator finally couldn't hold his breath any longer. Before Fanchuan could ask any questions, he looked at Fanchuan and asked, "Who are you? Who ordered you to come to our place?"
From the realm of gods? Put away your sword quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being rude." I heard the bearded cultivator's threatening words in a strange and sinister manner, but his body did not move at all. He may have also felt the cultivator holding the sword in front of him.
He cannot compete on his own.
"Ji Lie, stop talking." Another cultivator with unusually fair skin and dressed as a scholar said angrily to the sloppy cultivator next to him. Then he turned to Fanchuan and said sincerely, "This senior, my name is Lao Wuxin.
He is a cultivator of the Ancient Curse Cult in Yue Jing City. This is my junior brother, his name is Ji Lie. My junior brother is reckless by nature. He has just offended my senior. Please be kind and generous to let us go."
After hearing this, Fanchuan thought that his guess was indeed correct. This matter was indeed related to the Yuejing City Ancient Curse Cult. However, Fanchuan also sincerely admired the cultivator named Lao Wuxin in front of him for his calmness in the face of battle and his
He can still justify himself, and he has quite the air of a master. If he hadn't met here, Fanchuan would have really wanted to make this friend, but judging from the current situation, Fanchuan didn't think much about it, put aside his thoughts, and looked at him intently.
There are two cultivators named Lao Wuxin and Ji Lie in front of them.
"What do you call the Shackle God's realm and the Shackle God's slaves?" Fanchuan asked coldly.
"Oh, senior, the place we are currently in is the realm of the God of Shackles, and the slaves of the God of Shackles are those mortals," Lao Wuxin said calmly.
"Oh? Then where did these mortals come from? The forbidden art on them also came from your hands, right? What is your purpose?" Fanchuan asked eagerly and slightly angrily.
"Um... I'm really sorry, senior. We obey the orders of Lord Yao Shen, so we have no comment on this," Lao Wuxin said pretending to be frustrated.
Fanchuan sighed that he was not as good as the Lao Wuxin in front of him, because Fanchuan discovered that his intelligence and adaptability were beyond his comparison.
"You have no comment, right? Then I will destroy both your body and soul," Fanchuan said deliberately and threateningly.
"Since seniors are so unreasonable, we have no choice but to do our best to save our lives." Lao Wuxin was about to launch an attack.
"Okay, Brother Lao, let's fight for him," the sissy Ji Lie next to him immediately agreed.
Fanchuan couldn't help but admire Lao Wuxin's calmness.
"Then let's do it." Fanchuan just wanted to find someone to try the Yuanzhen realm he had just broken through. The current situation couldn't be better, and he might even be able to find out some secrets after winning, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.
Fanchuan drew out his true energy and calmly used the Lengfa Sword. Everywhere the Lengfa Sword touched was extremely cold, and the cold was also mixed with Fanchuan's infuriating attack.
"What the hell is this! It's so cold." After being attacked by Leng Fajian, Ji Lie panicked and used his zhenqi to protect his body. He had no extra energy to attack Fanchuan.
Lao Wuxin, who had been calm just now, was thrown into disarray after being attacked by Leng Fajian. His panicked fingers continued to use various sealing techniques to hit Fanchuan, but the seals in each hand hit Fanchuan.
, as if disappearing in an instant, without any effect. This made Lao Wuxin completely nervous. He originally thought that he and Junior Brother Ji Lie could compete for a while, and then he secretly sent out a signal and waited for his fellow disciples.
He came to rescue him, but the situation in front of him made Lao Wuxin disappointed.
"No need to bother anymore, your banning techniques have no effect on me. Don't use these trivial tricks to embarrass me." Fanchuan saw Lao Wuxin's doubts and said calmly.
Maybe it's just that Lao Wuxin is not in the Yuanzhen realm and doesn't understand that the cold body constitution has a natural immunity to the sealing technique.
"Okay, even so, we won't accept our fate." It seems that Lao Wuxin has chosen to trade his life with Fanchuan.
This was not the result that Fanchuan wanted to see. Fanchuan did not want to lose the clue he had finally waited for. Fanchuan immediately stopped attacking.
Suddenly there was no pressure from Leng Fajian's attack, and both Lao Wuxin and Ji Lie were relieved.
"There's no need to compete. You can't beat me." Fanchuan looked at Lao Wuxin again and said, "I admire your backbone. I just need an answer. Why do you bother?" Fanchuan sighed pretending to be disappointed.
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"We dare not disobey the command of the Shackle God. Please ask senior to take action again." Lao Wuxin dragged his tired body, but still said stubbornly.
"Haha, God of Shackles? Are you the leader of your Ancient Curse Sect?" Fanchuan said in his usual contemptuous tone.
"Senior, please respect yourself. If you continue to slander us like this, it's not terrible that both of us brothers will be destroyed physically and mentally. But you have to know that behind us we represent the entire Ancient Curse Sect." Lao Wuxin heard Fanchuan's slanderous words.
Yu Yu, obviously excited and angry, tried to threaten Fanchuan with the Ancient Curse Cult.
"Oh, yes, you are right. I don't dare to go against the entire Ancient Curse Cult. You go away and don't let me see you again, otherwise I will not be soft-hearted again. I will also go back and tell your shackles god to stop him immediately.
I will ban mortals here again, otherwise I will not give up," Fanchuan said calmly.
In fact, Fanchuan has his own ideas in his heart, because judging from the current situation, even if he really kills these two cultivators physically and mentally, they will not reveal even the slightest bit of information they need. It is better to pretend to let them go.
After finding them, I will follow them until I find the Ancient Curse Sect. Although I don’t have enough confidence and strength to find the answer in the Ancient Curse Sect, I might as well give it a try, because for these mortals in front of me, there is the most important thing.
An Zetian and Fanchuan could only do this, and this was the only way.
"Senior, are you really willing to let us go?" Lao Wuxin asked in disbelief. Unexpectedly, his casual words of ancient mantra teachings actually made the other party let him go. The smart and wise Lao Wuxin was a little doubtful.
"Well, you go, I just hope you can bring my words to your so-called shackle god." Fanchuan's calmness and calmness at this moment made him unable to believe that this was what he was showing.
"Senior, are you a cultivator from Yechao City? Please tell me your surname, senior." Lao Wuxin still couldn't believe that he escaped so easily.
"Well, my name is Fanchuan, and I am a cultivator from Yechao City. You should leave quickly," Fanchuan said.
"In that case, thank you senior," Lao Wuxin turned around and looked at the slovenly man beside him who was still in shock and said, "Ji Lie, let's go." Although Lao Wuxin still doubted Fanchuan's purpose of doing this, since he can survive now,
Then it’s better to go back to the sect first.
In this way, after a clever Lao Wuxin was attacked by Leng Fajian, he was so shocked that he lost his original wisdom and ignored Fanchuan's original wishes.
Looking at Lao Wuxin and Ji Lie who were gradually disappearing into the cave, Fanchuan's handsome face once again showed a cold evil smile...