Xianhong Road

Chapter 771
Huantianya's induction made Yang Fan very happy, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and sighed in his heart: "It seems that I didn't come to the wrong place."

According to the information obtained from Qin Wang, the younger sister Huixin is probably the amazing woman who rises like a comet from the Immortal Dao Sect...

However, according to the tone of Bai Ze and others just now, there are four great talents in the Immortal Dao Sect, and even the great talents and beauties like Junior Sister Nangong are not eligible to be included in this list.

It is conceivable that in the "Xianluan Nine Peaks" of the Daqin Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation, the "Xiandaomen" of the first sect of the righteous way, who can be called amazing geniuses, what kind of aptitude they would have.

Originally, Yang Fan was a little skeptical whether it was a coincidence, but as far as he knew, his younger sister Huixin didn't seem to have any spiritual roots for cultivating immortals.

But now that Huan Tianya had the induction, Yang Fan no longer had any doubts. After all, he was only a low-level monk at the beginning, and it was not surprising that he didn't see the unawakened spiritual root physique.

"Stop!!" A thunderous voice came from a high altitude in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, a group of law enforcement monks flew over.

This team of law enforcement monks is about 20 people in size, and their cultivation bases are all first-class in the Nascent Soul stage, but the middle-aged man with a square face at the head has reached the early stage of transformation, and is obviously a law enforcement captain.

The five people on the Jitian Blue Bird all felt an inexplicable pressure.

"Who is this foreign monk?"

The law enforcement captain's eyes were burning, and he fixed his eyes on Yang Fan.

As one of the top sects in Daqin, Xiandaozong naturally has a way of distinguishing disciples in the sect from disciples who are not in the sect.

If you are a disciple of the sect, you have an identity token in your hand, and ordinary people want to get in among these tens of thousands of people, it is tantamount to talking in sleep.

"Haha!! It turned out to be Deacon Sun, so it's like this..."

Senior Brother Bai Ze smiled and walked over, whispering a few words.

"It turned out to be a guest invited by Junior Sister Nangong on behalf of Master."

Deacon Sun suddenly said, and changed the topic: "However, even so, the information needs to be recorded according to the procedure."

"This is what it should be." Senior Brother Bai Ze said with a smile.

He settled the matter in a few words, which shows that he is very popular in the sect.

Seeing this, Junior Sister Nangong sent him a little thank you, Senior Brother Bai Ze was secretly happy.

Not long after, Deacon Sun gave Yang Fan a wooden token and asked him to enter his identity, name and other things.

Afterwards, Yang Fan took the wooden token in his hand and shuttled through the crowd of tens of thousands of monks without any hindrance.

Yang Fan squinted his eyes to examine the wooden token in his hand. Apart from some patterns, there was also a word "ke" engraved on it.

The material of the token is very ordinary, and it can be shattered with a little magic power. It seems that Yang Fan is just enjoying the treatment of an ordinary visitor.

After flying to the "Lingding Fairy Peak", Senior Brother Bai Ze, Huang Fu, and the beautiful woman in the red dress went their separate ways, not to mention.

Afterwards, Nangong Hanyu made a tactic with his hands, and a ray of blue light flew towards a certain direction with Yang Fan, all the way silent.

After a while, the two came to an exquisite and unique cave.

A stone tablet in front of the cave is marked: Nangong Han, a disciple of the third generation.Obviously, it is to comment on the information of the owner of this cave.

Yang Fan was slightly taken aback, was it inappropriate for a female cultivator to bring a strange man into the cave?
It stands to reason that there should be guest rooms in the sect.

However, after entering the cave, Yang Fan realized that he was wrong.Inside the cave, there are unique worlds, with pavilions and gardens, cold ponds and small ponds, and even ready-made guest rooms.

Moreover, there are ten outer disciples under Nangong Han's name, who serve him all year round and live in the cave.

"Yang Daoyou will live here for the time being."

Nangong Han took him to an exquisite and unique room. Looking at the layout inside, it was elegant and clean, with a faint fragrance left.

Of course Yang Fan didn't care, but the second part of Nangong Han's sentence left him a little speechless: "This is where my sisters from the same family used to live when they were guests. You have to be careful, don't get dirty..."

When she said this, Nangong Han rarely pursed her lips into a smile, and she actually had a playful girlish look, completely different from her usual aloof, elegant, and unattainable temperament.

She just made fun of Yang Fan subconsciously, but quickly returned to normal, and she was also puzzled, how could she make fun of a man she met for the first time without much sense of defense.

Perhaps it is Yang Fan's natural and approachable aura that makes it easy for him to deal with people, especially the opposite sex.

"I see……"

Yang Fan shrugged his nose, sniffed the faint fragrance, and looked at the interior decoration, but there was nothing he could do.

Thinking about Nangonghan's personality, most of the guest rooms in the mansion are "fragrant boudoirs" where the sisters come to live.

"If you stay here for a few days, you can wander within a hundred miles of my cave, but you can't go far, otherwise I can't afford to break into any forbidden place."

Before leaving, Nangong Han gave some instructions.

"Don't worry, I won't mess around."

Yang Fan said casually, the next moment he felt that the words were ambiguous, but luckily Nangong Han didn't notice.

After Nangong Han left, Yang Fan hastily set up a layer of restraint in the house, and immediately raised his hand to swipe, green crystal light rippling, and a man exactly like him appeared in front of him.

"Well, you stay here, let me go out for a walk."

Yang Fan just promised Nangong Han, and when she turned to leave, he immediately ran away.

Swish! !

He easily escaped into the ground and left Nangonghan's cave.

"Why do I have a strange feeling?"

Nangong Han unfolded his spiritual consciousness, swept Yang Fan's room, and found that he was meditating to rest his mind, so he was relieved.

Yang Fan's deity restrained his breath, and shuttled under the ground quietly, like a fish in water.

However, he later discovered that there were too many cultivators in Lingding Xianfeng, numbering in the millions. Even when he was traveling under the ground, he could occasionally see a few "comrades".

These "comrades", if they are not cultivating earth escape, or have other paths, they are also wandering under the earth.

With Yang Fan's ability to control the earth, it is easy to hide from the sight of these people.

Soon, he was out of the hundred-mile range of the cave, and he ignored Nangong Han's words.

"The sphere of influence of this Immortal Dao Sect is too large. With just one main peak, the number of monks has reached millions. Looking for a person is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack."

Yang Fan frowned slightly, and he definitely didn't dare to scan with his divine sense rashly.As the leader of the righteous way, there are countless powerful people in the Immortal Dao Sect, and there are definitely more than a few who can pose a threat to Yang Fan.

When he dived somewhere deep in the mountains, he suddenly sensed a layer of restriction in front of him.

"Could it be a forbidden place in the 'Xiandao Gate'?"

Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat.

Soon, he approached the restriction and was blocked by a layer of purple light spots.

Looking at the situation, I think it was set up, and there are faint figures in the restriction

Yang Fan unfolded his senses and took control of a piece of land.

In an instant, he completely controlled the situation within the restriction.

"Everything is under the arrangement and control of the 'Wang Ye'. Today, Huang Wuhou's lineage in Wuzhou exists in name only, and the one who really has the right to speak in this continent is the Qianxiu sect headed by the Immortal Dao Sect. Emperor Qin has long understood this. Dissatisfied, but the whip is too long to reach, and it is difficult to shake this sect. Now that the ace killer of the "Tiansha Pavilion" is attacking, Huang Wuhou will be severely injured if he does not die. At that time, as long as he joins hands with the "Tianmomen", the entire "Tianwuzhou" can be captured in one fell swoop."

It was a man wearing a clown mask who spoke, his voice was erratic, even within the restriction, it was difficult to catch.

"That's good, I have been lurking in the 'Xiandaozong' for so many years, and I finally waited for this day."

Opposite the man in the clown mask was an old man with white eyebrows sitting cross-legged on a turtle, but he had a childlike face with white hair and a fairy-like appearance.

When Yang Fan's senses were all over the place, he felt a great pressure.

The cultivation of these two people surpassed him, and they might both be great monks who transformed themselves into gods.

The man in the clown mask brought him unpredictability, and the aura emanating from the white-browed old man at least rivaled that of General Yun Lu Xiang.

Yang Fan thought to himself, if he didn't use the [Yellow Dragon Crown], he still wouldn't be able to compete with the great cultivator of Huashen.

And here, two great cultivators of transforming gods appeared one after another, one of them came from an unknown prince, and the latter was actually an internal response who had entered the "Immortal Dao Sect" for many years.

Fortunately, under the condition of controlling the land, Yang Fan was careful not to let the two find out.

"A plan is always a plan. You are in the 'Xiandao Sect', and you have to control the changes here at any time."

The man in the clown mask said lightly.

"Hmph, I know this of course. It's you who rushed into the important place of the 'Immortal Dao Sect' and talked with me in secret. Fortunately, the old immortal Bai Yu is in retreat..."

The two whispered a few more words, and then went their separate ways.

From the beginning to the end, Yang Fan's whole body merged with the earth, like a dead body with no signs of life.

When the two left, he breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself: "It seems that a catastrophe is coming, and it seems that even the 'Xiandao Sect' who does not participate in worldly battles has been involved."

After half an hour, he left here.

After wandering around like this for a long time, Yang Fan finally got impatient, and simply knocked out a wretched monk who was sneaking around under the soil layer, and then performed the spell of fascination, and asked him a few questions while unconscious.

There are many types of ecstasy techniques in the world of cultivating immortals, and it is difficult to succeed against those with similar cultivation levels, but this wretched monk is only a late Nascent Soul monk, and Yang Fan succeeded easily.

Yang Fan asked a question, and the wretched monk answered.

"...Among the four rookie geniuses in this sect, there is indeed one whose surname is Yang, who is called 'Huiyu Fairy', and he is a genius who has risen in the last two hundred years."

The wretched monk replied.

"Oh? Then tell me where she lives?" Yang Fan asked.

"Based on her status, she should be in the 'Bailing Tianyuan' of the seventh level of 'Lingding Xianfeng'."

"Bailing Paradise? How do I find it?" Yang Fan became more and more anxious.

After some questioning, he got a jade slip map from the wretched monk's storage bag, on which there was a rough map route of the Immortal Dao Sect' Lingding Xianfeng.

Yang Fan made a copy, preparing to erase this memory in this person's mind, and went to "Bailing Tianyuan" to find sister Huixin.

However, he suddenly looked at this wretched monk, and asked casually, "What's your plan for sneaking around here?"

This wretched monk was in a state of fascination, so he had to answer the truth. After listening to Yang Fan, his face showed a strange expression.

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