If a monk in the Qi Gathering Stage and Foundation Establishment Stage controls an ordinary magic weapon, it will take five or six hours to cover a distance of nearly a thousand miles. It takes three or four hours for monks in the Alchemy Stage and Nascent Soul Stage to control a magic weapon, while it takes three or four hours for monks in the Dacheng and Perfection Stages to control a magic weapon.
It takes an hour or two. If you control the ancient treasure, it will take less than an hour.
Murong Yuanze was driving a special magic weapon, and he was eager for revenge. He was able to reach Feng Fan's location in more than an hour at full speed.
At this time, Feng Fan was leisurely controlling the gourd and flying towards Jinshi Valley in a leisurely manner. He had no idea that a god of death was rushing towards his location at lightning speed, and he was not mentally prepared for the imminent disaster.
More than an hour later, Feng Fan flew above a forest. Suddenly, a strong pressure enveloped the surrounding area. Feng Fan felt that his escape speed immediately slowed down, and his body was experiencing a strong resistance. He stepped forward
The gourd made a low groaning sound, and even if Feng Fan poured more true energy into it, it would not help.
Feng Fan slowly fell down, put away the gourd, and waited quietly. From the feeling just now, Feng Fan knew that he had been firmly locked by the high-level monks. If he wanted to escape through the air, it would be extremely difficult.
So I simply gave up escaping and stopped quietly.
A moment later, a black shadow shot out from a distance and quickly landed dozens of feet in front of Feng Fan. Seeing the person coming, Feng Fan secretly smiled bitterly. It seemed that Murong Yuanze was defeated by Murong Xuanchen that year.
He was seriously injured and greatly stimulated. Twenty years later, Murong Yuanze still misses him.
"Boy, we met again. You were very arrogant back then!" Murong Yuanze said gloomily after receiving the round magic weapon.
"Senior and I don't seem to have any agreement? Why did senior come without an appointment?" Feng Fan asked calmly.
"Hehe, you are still so calm even when you are about to die. It seems that if you don't die today, you will definitely become a hero in the future. It seems that my career is worth it! Tell me, where did the high-level sky-level thunder-breaking talisman you used back then come from?
Yes, if the answer satisfies me, I will consider letting you die a happy death." Murong Yuanze said in a sinister tone.
"If you tell me how you discovered my whereabouts, I will consider telling you the secret of the heaven-level talisman." Feng Fan retorted with a hint of sarcasm in his mouth.
"You are a character. You dare to make conditions with me when you are about to die. It seems that you are testing my patience. In this case, I can only go to a lot of troubles to kill you and search for your soul." Murong Yuanze's face showed up.
He said with murderous intent.
"Murong Yuanze, if I don't die today, I will pay you back several times in the future!" Feng Fan secretly activated Jiuyou Xuandun. After all, Murong Yuanze is at the peak level of early Dacheng, even if he can drive out all the violent ghosts at the Nascent Soul level,
He might not be able to defeat his opponent, and that would expose what he did in the Qin family, so Feng Fan activated Jiuyou Xuan Dun without hesitation.
"Seeking death!" As Murong Yuanze shouted angrily, Murong Yuanze raised his right hand, and a dagger made of blue true energy shot out.
Feeling the dagger formed by the condensed true energy of a monk in the Great Success Stage, Feng Fan showed a sarcastic expression. When the cyan dagger was about to hit the target, Feng Fan's figure turned into a ball of blood, and then disappeared very quickly.
A deafening loud noise of "Boom" came, causing the surrounding leaves to fall one after another. A ravine several feet deep appeared on the ground behind where Feng Fan originally stood. The short sword disappeared without a trace after exerting its full power.
"Blood Escape?! No, it seems to be Jiuyou Xuan Escape! This is the unique escape technique of the Che clan's demon-cultivating family in the ancient country of Wanyu. As an immortal cultivator, how did this kid master this kind of escape technique?" Seeing Feng Fan escape instantly, Zeng
Murong Yuanze, who had stayed in the ancient country of Wanyu for many years, had a look of shock and anger on his face, thinking in his heart.
"Boy, as long as you don't die, I won't let you go even if I chase you to the end of the world!" After feeling for a while with his spiritual consciousness, there was no trace of Feng Fan's breath, Murong Yuanze said to himself angrily.
Thousands of miles away, Feng Fan sat weakly on the ground and found that he only had the cultivation level of the fifth level of the Qi Gathering Stage and almost exhausted his true energy. Feng Fan had a wry smile on his face. Although Jiuyou Xuan Dun was mysterious, it had some effects on himself.
Certain damage.
Feng Fan looked around and saw that there was a dark forest around him, and he was in a hill. Feng Fan slowly stood up, found a secluded place, and then began to quickly restore his cultivation and true energy.
After a while, Feng Fan opened his eyes and saw an old man in green walking slowly over. After searching with his spiritual sense, Feng Fan was a little stunned. This old man turned out to be a mortal. Could it be that he had escaped from cultivation?
The scope of the world has reached the area where mortals live? Feng Fan secretly wondered.
The old man found Feng Fan sitting far away, and immediately walked forward. Seeing Feng Fan's pale face, he immediately asked: "Are you injured?"
"Not bad." Feng Fan said with a wry smile.
"If you don't mind the humble abode, come with me to my home." The old man said with compassion on his face.
"That's fine." Thinking that if his cultivation level dropped, he would face great danger if he returned to the world of cultivation, Feng Fan agreed and stood up slowly.
"Follow me." The old man in green took Feng Fan away.
The two went down the mountain. In front of them was a market with many houses and attics standing around. Feng Fan used his spiritual sense to explore and found that there were no cultivators here. It seemed that the previous guess that this was a place where mortals lived was correct. The two of them
When they came to a brick house, the old man said, "This is my home." Feng Fan nodded and the two of them walked in.
The room was very simple, and an old woman was sitting inside blankly. When she saw the old man, the old woman immediately stood up, glanced at Feng Fan, and asked doubtfully: "Old man, this is...
"
"I found this young man on the mountain. I saw that he was injured, so I brought him back." The old man in green explained.
"My child, just stay here and recover. There is no one else here except me and my wife." The old woman suddenly said with a sad look on her face.
"Auntie, do you have no children?" Feng Fan stared at the slightly sad face of the old woman opposite and asked with a trace of pity in his heart.
"Alas! We originally had a daughter, her name was 'A Feng'. A Feng was met by the leader of the Qinglong Gang when she went out a year ago. That old immortal, who was so old, was so lustful because he coveted A Feng.
Because of his beauty, he sent his men to propose marriage the next day. Those people said that their gang leader fell in love with Ah Feng and wanted to marry her. None of our family agreed. In the end, the men showed their viciousness and beat us up.
, and then took Ah Feng away by force." The old woman told the sad events of the past with tears streaming down her face.
"Isn't there no king's law here?" Feng Fan asked in a deep voice, a faint anger welling up in his heart.
"Wang Fa? That Qinglong Gang leader Yin Qingyun is not only powerful, but also extremely powerful. When he first came to Lanzhou more than ten years ago, he single-handedly killed more than a dozen gang leaders in one night, and finally unified them in one fell swoop
Lanzhou Rivers and Lakes. The governor of Lanzhou doesn't know how to be bribed by him, he is on the same page with him! Both black and white people obey him, so no one can care about this kind of thing!" The old woman said with a trembling voice.
said.
"Killing more than a dozen gang leaders in one night! This is really extraordinary strength!" Feng Fan thought to himself.
"What are you talking about? Why don't you hurry up and prepare the food." The old man in green interrupted the old woman's words.
"It's not pleasant to keep these things in your heart. Please don't take offense!" The old woman said in a low voice with a look of sadness on her face.
"It's nothing, I'm just disturbing the two old people." Feng Fan smiled calmly.
"Don't disturb, don't disturb." The old woman said a few words, then left the house and went to the kitchen. Feng Fan lived in the couple's house from then on. Since it was so secluded and far away from the world of cultivation, Feng Fan was prepared to
Just cultivate here.
More than ten days later, Feng Fan returned to his peak state. On this day, Feng Fan sat quietly alone and used his spiritual consciousness to explore his body. After all, Murong Yuanze's appearance was too strange at that time, so Feng Fan prepared to use his spiritual consciousness to explore the situation inside his body.
See if there is anything unusual.
Because Feng Fan once learned about the record of distraction and mind in the Nine Nether Mysterious Sutra, this secret technique of attaching spiritual consciousness to the opponent's body to track the opponent is extremely magical. However, only monks whose cultivation level is more than two levels higher than the opponent can do it.
The cast is successful, which is different from other methods of tracking opponents.
Feng Fan slowly poured a wisp of pure spiritual thought throughout his body and searched everywhere carefully in order to find any clues, but he did not gain anything after running his spiritual thought for a long time.
Feng Fan kept his spiritual thoughts in the Qi Sea, and saw huge cyan droplets in the Dantian Qi Sea. This droplet was constantly surging, and it seemed that it might grow bigger at any time. This was a sign that Feng Fan's state had reached its peak.
Suddenly, a tiny dark blue air ball inadvertently revealed its corner, causing the green liquid droplets in the Qi Sea Cave of Dantian to diffuse a slightly unusual aura.
Feng Fan was shocked, could it be this air mass? After breathing slowly for a few times, Feng Fan calmed down. Although he felt a little tired at this time, he did not dare to stop at all, and finally discovered this unusual air mass.
If you give up your breath, all your previous efforts will be wasted.
Feng Fan concentrated that ray of spiritual thought and gradually penetrated into the position where the dark cyan air mass disappeared. The cyan liquid droplets spread to both sides under the control of his spiritual thought. Finally, the dark cyan air mass was finally revealed.
Feng Fan's spiritual thought was like a sharp blade, and the dark blue air mass suddenly burst out with a ray of light. Feng Fan's spiritual thought was stagnant. At this time, Feng Fan groaned, and his mind felt as if he was stabbed by a sharp cone.