Joy of Life: Grandmaster of the Fan Family

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Just as Fan Bin was fighting a battle of wits and tactics with Long Cheng, Fan Xian and the other two were sent out of the Human Temple by a substitute doll.

The place where they were teleported from was a hilltop outside Wanxian Mountain.

"Fan Bin..."

There was a hint of urgency in Haitang Duoduo's voice.

Their confidence in Fan Bin was almost blind.

Even when Fan Bin faced Situ Rourou before, they were more curious than worried.

But it's different now.

Their opponent is no longer an ordinary Nascent Soul ancestor, but the leader of the human race.

They didn't even know whether this was the personal behavior of the human leader or the collective will of the entire human race?
In this situation, even someone as strong as Fan Bin might not be able to cope with it.

If not for this, Fan Bin would not have sent them out in advance.

"Big brother!"

Fan Xian murmured in a low voice.

He was very anxious inside, but Fan Xian knew that being anxious would not solve the problem.

Before, there was a big brother blocking the way, so no matter what trouble there was, it would never happen to him.

Now, his elder brother is in danger.

As a younger brother, I naturally have to learn to grow up and help my brother.

"With our strength, staying here will only cause trouble for Big Brother. Let's find a way to return to the spaceship first..."

With their level of cultivation, they have no chance of winning against those Nascent Soul ancestors.

Not to mention that there are probably other weapons left in the human temple. Just like the temple back then, when they went to the temple, they encountered a huge surprise.

Now facing the same difficulties, Fan Xian made a very wise choice, which is most beneficial to them.

"The cannons on the spaceship may not be enough to destroy the planet, but they can certainly flatten one or two hills. When we get back to the spaceship, we can use the cannons to threaten them."

At this stage, this is the only way they can save Fan Bin.

"That place is full of dangers!"

Wang Shisanlang spoke.

"I know, so we must move quickly and never give them the opportunity to persecute Big Brother."

When the three of them thought of this, they immediately started navigation.

They are different from other cultivators. They have Wuzhu's spaceship to provide coordinates. Even if they don't have a map of this world, they can go wherever they want.

The place Fan Bin found for them was very hidden.

Even when flying at low altitude, they did not see any other cultivators.

"Brother, thank you for your hard work!"

The more he walked here, the more Fan Xian could feel his elder brother's meticulous planning.

When they followed Long Cheng to the Human Temple, who could have imagined that there would be something fishy going on?

Anyway, they didn't expect it at all.

It is estimated that his elder brother Fan Bin believed the other party 70% to 80% at that time. But even so, Fan Bin still made preparations in advance.

Otherwise, they would have been meat on the chopping board and a burden to his elder brother.

It was not until they flew out of Wanxian Mountain that they saw disciples patrolling on the outskirts of Wanxian Mountain.

Most of these disciples were at the foundation-building stage, and the two leading ones were at the golden elixir stage.

"Can't we go around it?"

Wang Shisanlang, who didn't want to cause any trouble, asked with a frown.

"The entire Wanxian Mountain is surrounded by a huge formation. There are only a few exits, and this is one of them. We can certainly choose other exits, but those exits are probably also blocked."

Fan Xian shook his head.

Haitang Duoduo observed for a while and gave her own advice: "From what I see, they don't look like they are facing a great enemy."

If the news of their escape had leaked out by now.

So what they are facing now should be even stricter guards.

Two golden elixirs and several foundation-building ones.

For them, it seemed a little too easy.

"In other words, it is Dragon City that is taking action, not the entire human race."

Thinking of this, Fan Xian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The opponent is Long Cheng alone, not the entire human race. This is very important.

This means that the only threat his elder brother needs to face is Long Cheng himself.

Rather than the entire world of cultivation.

Their next step is to threaten Longcheng and also to influence other immortal cultivators.

Even though Long Cheng is the leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals, he does not have the final say over the human race. If others put pressure on him, it will also have an impact on him.

"How are we going to get out?"

"It would be nice if there was a pass."

If you want to leave the barrier from the exit, you need the sect's pass.

When they came in before, they used the Zhenfu Sect's pass talisman.

"After participating in the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, some people from the sect will definitely leave. We will wait here."

Fan Xian suddenly spoke.

Without his elder brother as a backer, Fan Xian's mind suddenly became active.

He couldn't just sit there and wait for death, he had to find a way to save his elder brother. In this situation, he had to take charge.

Haitang Duoduo and Wang Shisanlang are very good friends.

But their previous lives had been too smooth.

As a result, the saint of Northern Qi and the noble young man of Dongyi City did not experience any setbacks.

It is really too much to expect them to perform well in a crisis situation.

Only him, Fan Xian.

Although Fan Xian's life was very smooth, he did not only have memories of this life, he also had memories of his previous life.

Compared with the other two, his ideas are more mature and he has more strategies.

The three of them made up their minds and quietly changed places.

Fan Xian's idea was right. They had been waiting for less than half an hour when a group of people from the sect, covered in dust and dirt, started walking towards the exit.

When he saw those people, a light flashed in Fan Xian's eyes.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

Fan Xian took the initiative to move forward and greet the other party.

"Who is this fellow Taoist?"

The Jindan cultivator who was called had a look of confusion in his eyes.

No matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't remember when he knew the Jindan cultivator in front of him?

In order not to offend anyone, he stopped and asked in pretended confusion.

"Do it!"

Fan Xian deliberately called out to the other person just to get closer to him.

There are differences among Jindan cultivators.

Some have magic weapons, some don’t.

With Fan Xian and his friends' abilities, there was no need to worry about those Jindan cultivators who had no magic weapons.

But it’s different for those who have magic weapons.

Although Fan Bin doesn't think highly of these magic weapons.

But Fan Xian and the others haven't yet.

Without magic weapons, they would most likely be in a tough battle when facing Jindan cultivators who possess magic weapons.

If things get out of hand, it's likely to attract people.

Now that Fan Bin is in danger, Fan Xian feels that they must not create any more trouble.

They must capture the person in front of them.

Once the distance is shortened, with their cultivation at the peak of Grandmaster level, even if they are facing a Jindan cultivator with magic weapons, the other party will not have time to use their magic.

"Ride the wind and break the waves, spiral current!"

As soon as Fan Xian made a move, it seemed as if a current was surging in his hands.

The huge whirlpool directly enveloped the Jindan cultivator opposite him. "You bold lunatic, do you know where this place is? This is Wanxian Mountain!"

Wanxian Mountain, the base camp of the human race.

It would be fine to participate in the trial, but if you use force in this place and are discovered, you will be doomed.

Of course, if your strength reaches the middle and late stages of the Nascent Soul, you will have a certain status and position in the entire world of immortal cultivation.

This rule doesn't have to be followed.

Just like those Yuanying ancestors before, they united to deal with Fan Bin.

With their status and position, as long as they have enough benefits, they don't have to worry about these things at all.

But Jindan cultivators can’t do that.

In their respective sects, it doesn't matter if they are called the sect's founder.

But here in Wanxian Mountain, they are just ants. What adults can do does not mean that ants like them can do it.

This is also the reason why this Jindan cultivator felt incredible.

But Fan Xian had already done it, so why would he care about the consequences?

After controlling the opponent, he threw a few punches.

His fists were fast and fierce. If he hadn't controlled the force, even if the opponent had the cultivation level of a Golden Core, he would probably have been beaten into a meat patty.

"puff!"

The Jindan monk spat out a mouthful of blood.

The disciples under him were not much better.

Wang Shisanlang and Haitang Duoduo took action and killed these people almost in the blink of an eye.

After everyone was subdued, Fan Xian said coldly.

"Where's the exit talisman?"

Asking for a pass?
The Jindan cultivator's pupils widened and he looked at Fan Xian in confusion.

He could tell that Fan Xian must be a human, not a Shura.

Although Fan Xian couldn't name the method he used, he was sure it was some kind of high-level technique.

Isn’t it easy for such a human being to get out?
"Who are you? Do you know..."

The Jindan cultivator still wanted to make threats.

Thinking of his trapped elder brother, Fan Xian's face suddenly turned cold: "Now I'm asking you, where is the escape talisman?"

"You just need to tell me whether you will give it or not. If you give it, I will knock you out and hide you. You will wake up in two hours. If you don't give it, I will kill you now and search you."

Hearing this, the Jindan cultivator felt his body tremble uncontrollably.

I don’t know where this monster came from, but it is so ruthless?
"How do I know if you will really let us go after I give you the things?"

Immortal cultivators all cherish their lives.

This Jindan cultivator also didn't think that Fan Xian and his companions could really cause any big trouble among the human race.

In this situation, the first thing he has to do is to ensure his own safety.

"Then you choose the second one."

Fan Xian took out a dagger from his hand, his eyes grim.

"Give it to me now."

The Jindan cultivator could feel the murderous aura emanating from Fan Xian.

If he doesn't give the thing to the other party, then what he will face next is a catastrophe.

"Got it!"

After getting the thing in his hand, Fan Xian raised his hand directly.

"Didn't you say you would let us go?"

The voice of the Jindan cultivator was trembling.

"I let some of you go, but I didn't say I wouldn't knock you out."

Fan Xian raised his sword and slashed, causing the other person to lose consciousness.

Even as strong as a Jindan-level cultivator.

If some acupuncture points on the body are hit, you can still lose weight to a controlled level.

One golden elixir, two foundation-building ones.

In full view of everyone, Fan Xian knocked the three of them unconscious.

The remaining few foundation-building monks heaved a sigh of relief when they confirmed that their elders were not seriously injured.

It seems that the other party is not a cruel person.

Otherwise, it would be better to solve the problem right now to avoid future troubles.

After knocking out three people and hiding them.

Fan Xian fed pills to the remaining few foundation-building monks.

"Just follow us out and don't say anything. Otherwise..."

He didn't even introduce what the pill was.
A group of foundation-building monks kept nodding their heads like chicks pecking at rice.

What is Fan Xian’s origin?
They didn't have the mind to care at this time.

All they can think of at this time is to ensure their own safety.

Look at the attitude of the sect elders when Fan Xian let them go before.

As long as they behave themselves, their lives won't be in danger.

Of course, if they dare to make trouble along the way, this ruthless guy in front of him will definitely not mind and will just send them to hell.

Don't think there are many good people among cultivators.

In order to survive, most immortal cultivators are capable of being ruthless. In the eyes of immortal cultivators, Fan Xian's approach is already very principled.

"We are willing to follow the orders of our predecessors."

"it is good."

If these Foundation Establishment cultivators hadn't cooperated, the three Jindan-level cultivators would have left in a swagger.

Still very suspicious.

Everything was ready, and Fan Xian led the people away.

Haitang Duoduo and Wang Shisanlang followed those cultivators in the foundation-building stage not too far away.

There was a hint of murderous intent emanating from them.

It's not particularly strong, but you can feel it clearly.

When he reached the checkpoint, Fan Xian directly took out the pass token.

As soon as the talisman was lit, the guard in charge of the inspection let them pass without saying anything.

If it were normal times, the defense of Wanxian Mountain would definitely not be so lax.

Although when going out, it is looser than when coming in.

But at least ask a few questions.

But recently, the Conference of Ten Thousand Immortals is being held.

Thousands of sects came to participate in the competition.

After losing, some sect disciples would travel around Wanxian Mountain.

Even if there is no way to win the prize, it will be a chance for my disciples to broaden their horizons.

Some are also discouraged.

Or if there are other things happening in the sect, they will choose to leave.

Recently, they had seen too many people leaving the sect, so the guards did not say anything.

Several disciples in the foundation-building stage were very quiet and didn't say a word the entire time.

They saw with their own eyes that the elders of their sect were hidden away safely.

If they spoke at this time and angered Fan Xian and the others, they didn't know whether Fan Xian and the others would escape.

They themselves will definitely die.

After leaving, Fan Xian immediately led his men to control the magic weapons and flew towards a specific direction.

Even for a cultivator at the foundation-building level, their speed was not slow. Two hours later, they had already traveled five hundred miles.

Just when Fan Xian was about to release a few people, they were rushing on their way.

A cry suddenly came from behind Fan Xian.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

……

(End of this chapter)