A Niang said to be careful of those fairies!

He suddenly felt familiar with the person, so he turned back to see who it was. This place was hundreds of miles away from the Xuannv Palace territory. If it was someone he knew, how could he meet him here? Was the other person waiting for him here? He would know after going down to confirm.

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I forgot to update yesterday, so I will update it twice today.

Chapter 32 Are you Sister Ran?

After bidding farewell to Lin Xuan, Ji Yingxuan and Chang He set out to return to the sect until their soul could no longer see them. They did not use any great magical powers, but just quickened their pace and walked back slowly.

Hundreds of miles away, Lin Xuan drove the flying boat and passed by a new town.

He originally planned to rush tens of thousands of miles in one breath, but when passing through a small town, he saw a familiar figure.

Standing on the hill next to the town, he paused, a familiar feeling coming over him. Although the distance was far, he could still detect the illusion at a glance.

He immediately turned back and landed on the top of the mountain. The forest was lush and green, but there was a bare spot on the top.

There stood a pretty girl, but just a girl's appearance?

He has a delicate appearance, indifferent eyes, and an air of nobility that is not of this worldly nature. Lin Xuan's heart moved. Those who give people a similar feeling are mostly those who have achieved true cultivation.

As he got closer, he became more certain, because he had seen the appearance of this delicate girl before, and it was a very important relationship!

He walked closer to the girl, looking left and right, comparing her appearance with what he remembered.

Unexpectedly, the girl chuckled and took the initiative to open her smooth lips and teeth: "Why, have you forgotten me?"

Hearing the voice, Lin Xuan was startled, and hurriedly bowed and said respectfully: "Are you Sister Ran?"

In fact, he had disappeared after he bestowed the magic. More than ten or twenty years had passed, and he suddenly saw him today, which made him a little uncertain.

Later, as his knowledge grew and his mind matured, Lin Xuan gradually guessed her identity. She called herself an elder sister, her cultivation level was vague, and she taught the Taoism that originated from her mother and her mother. So she must be at least of the same generation as her mother, right?

"That's right." The girl nodded with a smile, and slightly raised her head to look at Lin Xuan's handsome face. After twenty years, the boy who was as good as her at the beginning was now a head and a half taller than her.

Seeing her looking up, Lin Xuan hurriedly squatted in front of her. Although he had only met this girl of unknown generation once, he felt that she had the grace to preach to him.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Ran Miao's eyes. Humph, those two guys rely on their peers and want me to look up to them. My own disciples are not aware of it either. It is still this disciple's grandson who knows how to do things.

Although his background is scary, it doesn’t matter in this life or in the past life.

"Sister Ran, is there something that brings you here?" Looking at her with a relatively calm attitude, Lin Xuan asked the reason.

Come to think of it, how can there be so many coincidences? This sister Ran is a mysterious elder. She appeared near the town where he passed by. She must have something to do with him.

Ran Miao smiled, nodded and said: "Smart, I came here to give you some protection."

As she spoke, she pointed her tender and slender finger at Lin Xuan's forehead.

hum!

Lin Xuan heard a soft sound, but he couldn't tell what Sister Ran did.

There is an extra restriction in his body, which is a restriction cast from the fusion stage. It can resist attacks at the soul level. Even if they are from the same fusion stage, it can resist one or two.

After all, he was the most talented disciple at the thirteenth level with three paths advancing simultaneously, and his background was extraordinary. It was only right and proper for Ran Miao to come specifically to protect him.

Only those in the Multi-spiritual Stage like to bully the weak, and those in the Soul Stage are also suitable for doing so. The higher-level Fusion Stage can only do small things behind the scenes and rarely take action personally.

The nature of taking action personally during the fusion stage is very serious, and it is tantamount to declaring war on the three supreme elders of their Xuannv Palace.

Therefore, it was enough for her to impose a ban to prevent the shameless cultivators who had surpassed their realm.

Although he didn't know what Sister Ran did specifically, Lin Xuan vaguely knew that it was for his own good.

Of course, he didn't want to be in a situation where he would have to resort to Sister Ran's methods. Born in a high and mighty holy sect with a leading status and abundant resources, he preferred the peaceful and harmonious world of immortal cultivation.

Ran Miao flicked Lin Xuan's forehead with his finger and said: "Go to the sword test competition, just do it with confidence, don't be afraid of being framed by sinister people."

"Thank you, Sister Ran!" Lin Xuan responded with a cheerful smile, and moved closer, holding her hand: "I feel relieved with your methods! Besides, I believe no one dares to murder me. Our Xuannv Palace is a top holy place!"

"Don't be too optimistic." Ran Miao lowered his eyebrows and paused when Lin Xuan held his hand: "There are more than billions of creatures in the world of immortal cultivation. The psychology of many people cannot be guessed by common sense. You just need to be careful."

"Okay, go quickly and don't waste time." She reached out and touched Lin Xuan's cheek, and he felt a little warmth. Huh, the smell of Sister Ran is so relaxing.

He nodded: "Then I'll go, Sister Ran, I hope we will have the chance to meet again!"

He waved to the girl, took out the flying boat again, flew into the air, and blended into the wind silently.

Ran Miao stood there with his hands behind his back, watching Lin Xuan leave.

This sword-testing competition was held in the west of the Eastern Spiritual Realm, close to the edge, which can be considered as the Central Divine Realm in the distance.

After bidding farewell to Sister Ran, he focused on increasing the speed of the flying boat to the maximum.

The inner sect offerings are collected once every few years, at 100 spirit stones per month. Although this is ten times more than the outer sect offerings, the inner sect is full of geniuses, and 100 spirit stones are like nothing.

This part of the spirit stones had not been spent in time, and now it was just right to feed the flying boat. Lin Xuan didn't feel sorry at all.

It flew straight to the west, and the woods, villages, rivers and towns below flew backwards, leaving only an afterimage. In a quarter of an hour, it had traveled more than 800 miles.

Two hours later, more than twelve thousand miles away, the scenery was no longer the same. The mountains began to decrease and he entered a large plain area. Looking down from the sky, he could see fields, towns, lakes, and so on.

The vast plains he had just seen were endless, stretching at least 20,000 to 30,000 miles from north to south. His spirit could not see the entire area, and he could only roughly scan the outline.

Whoosh! The wind was whistling. The height of the flying boat was even higher than the top of the mountain. At this height, there was a cold and biting gale everywhere, and it was fused with spiritual energy and changed. A creature with low cultivation might have its skin and flesh scraped off in half a cup of tea!

Lin Xuan got used to the boredom of the journey in just two hours. He left the sect and flew thousands of miles away. He should have reached the territory of another sect now, right?

Moreover, it has to be the territory of a holy place or a first-rate immortal sect, otherwise it would be difficult to have such a large span of tens of thousands of miles.

He turned his head to look to the side. His spiritual vision could not reach it, but he had a vague sense that there should be other monks passing by on the ground hundreds of miles away to the side.

Shaking her head, the most urgent thing is to rush to the sword test conference as soon as possible. Even though I have reserved half a year for myself, what if something unexpected happens on the way and I am delayed? It is best to avoid possible troubles on the way.

However, things went against my wishes. When I first entered the great plains, everything was peaceful. Occasionally I saw other cultivators passing by. I had seen cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, Yongquan Stage, and Zifu Stage. I guess this is a place where cultivators are active.

Just when they thought they were going to fly safely across the plains, when they were about two thousand miles deep, Lin Xuan, who was controlling the flying boat, raised his eyebrows.

He sensed that several powerful auras of cultivators were approaching rapidly. They were stronger than him, but not much stronger. They were probably at the ninth or tenth level of Yongquan, two or three levels higher.

This is determined based on the fluctuations in mana.

If we really talk about actual combat power, he is not too afraid and does not have the slightest sense of oppression, which means that the overall strength of the cultivators approaching him is relatively average. If a cultivator of the twelfth or thirteenth level of Yongquan talent approaches him, he would have felt uneasy long ago.

So Lin Xuan slowed down his speed and descended to see the specific situation.

If the trouble is serious, run away immediately!

The Fenglei body skills are perfect, and the speed of running on the ground is much faster than that of flying boat!

Chapter 33: Daoist Fellow, Please Stay

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

He slowed down and descended to the ground. Several auras of monks in the distance were still rushing towards him.

Not long after, Lin Xuan put away the flying boat, and a shout was heard from afar. The sound was clear and pleasant, obviously a female voice.

Just the words "Fellow Daoist, please stay" made some unpleasant memories from another world flash back in his mind, which made him feel cold and uneasy.

Flying towards him in such a hurry, it was obvious that he had no good intentions!

However, since there is nothing else to do, he will first see the specific situation. If the trouble is not too big, he can make do with it. If it is a trouble he cannot solve, he will just run away.

A body movement technique that has achieved perfect supernatural powers, while the group of people rushing towards him are only at the late Yongquan stage. Is he afraid that he can't outrun others?

Lin Xuan also specifically looked for a higher and more open place to avoid being surrounded.

The vision of the soul and the naked eyes in the Yongquan period is still very limited, and the vision within a few miles is blocked by mountains or tall trees.

However, his charisma was not affected. He could sense several powerful waves approaching rapidly. The tall trees, rugged mountain roads, weeds, jungles and shrubs were powerless to block him. After half a cup of tea, he finally saw several monks approaching him.

They climbed over the top of a tree several dozen feet high in the distance ahead, chasing each other one after the other.

The one running away in front was a woman with a beautiful figure, full snow-capped peaks, and fluttering sleeves. She was wearing a light gauze dress, the hem of which extended to her straight and round snow-white feet, blooming on her plump flesh like a shy flower.

With white as the base and light colors as embellishments, it hazily wraps the woman's graceful body. A light-colored belt is tied tightly to highlight her proud and unreasonable waist.

Her cultivation level is also very high. Judging from the fluctuations of her mana, she is probably at the ninth or tenth level of Yongquan. The three male cultivators chasing after her also have similar cultivation levels.

So these people had conflicts and then fought each other, and when they found they were no match for each other, they chased each other?

Lin Xuan stood on a high place and pondered deeply. When the woman in front and the male cultivator chasing him from behind approached, he was sure that although these people seemed to have cultivation levels two or three levels higher than his, their actual fighting power was just average.

From this perspective, there is no top genius at the twelfth or thirteenth level among these people.

Seeing him standing on the high ground, the beautiful woman who was fleeing in front of him had a bright light in her eyes, and she waved and called out from a distance of thousands of feet: "Daoyou, please stay! I beg you to help me repel the enemy! After the success, I will reward you handsomely!"

After saying that, she even pretended to lift up her hem accidentally, and the petal-like hem spread out as if blown by the breeze, with the spring shadow looming. She believed that any man would be attracted by this beautiful shadow.

And even though the distance was far, she believed that the newly appeared man could see it.

Although the unfamiliar man's magic power fluctuations seemed to be only at the seventh level, she had a hunch that the man was not weak!

Moreover, the three male cultivators chasing her were not particularly strong. They just made her feel a little dangerous because of their numbers. With just one more helper, she could deal with them in an instant!

As the distance got closer, it was only a matter of two or three breaths, and the man stood still. Seeing this, a hint of joy appeared in the woman's eyes.

As expected, her beauty worked every time, and she easily got a good male cultivator to serve her!

It's safe now!

Who would have thought that when they were two hundred feet away, the unfamiliar man said, "I have no reason to help you!"

The woman's face froze, and she quickly said, "Am I not beautiful? Can you bear to see a pure and elegant fairy like me disappear or be possessed by those men?"

"I am also a man, and there are many beauties in this world. Your reasons are not enough." Lin Xuan shook his head. She wanted him to take action just because of a few casual words. They were not her fellow sisters. It was just wishful thinking.

After these words came out, the female cultivator's face froze again. She hurriedly said, "Please help me, sir! When I am safe, I will definitely thank you handsomely!"

Lin Xuan showed an interested expression on his face, and he also used his body skills to keep a distance from her, and asked from a distance: "Tell me the specific benefits."

Resentment and anger appeared on the woman's beautiful, fair and delicate face. The beauty asked for help, and you actually made demands!

However, she was running almost at full speed at this moment. As a result, she glanced at the man she met halfway. Although his cultivation was a little low, his speed was extraordinary. Not only was he far ahead of her, he also looked like he was at ease!

He is definitely not simple!

When she thought of her current critical situation, she could no longer care about his overly calm attitude. She gritted her teeth and said, "Okay! As long as you help me, after repelling the villains, I am willing to offer you the treasure!"

"That was obtained from the secret realm left behind by a powerful person!" After saying that, she did not forget to throw out a charming look.

Lin Xuan ignored it, but he was interested in the secret realm left by the powerful that she mentioned.

At this time, the male cultivators behind them approached. There were three of them in total, and each of them had a cultivation level close to the tenth or ninth level of Yongquan.

The three male cultivators were wearing wide robes and ornaments with the emblems of different sects. When they saw Lin Xuan talking to the woman in front of them, their expressions changed.

"My friend, you'd better not get involved in this matter. This is not something you can interfere with!"

The three of them burst out with momentum and warned Lin Xuan from hundreds of feet away. They also attacked at the same time, and the magic light shot out, which was easily avoided by the two people in front. The magic hit the trees and rock walls along the way, either freezing them or penetrating them. Ordinary materials could not stop their power at all.

Lin Xuan raised his eyelids slightly, ignored them, and continued to ask the woman: "What is the treasure you are talking about?"

The female cultivator calmed down and explained, "Sir, it's like this. A large tomb was recently excavated thousands of miles away. It was confirmed to be the tomb of a great immortal, but we didn't see the coffin in which the great immortal buried his body."

"However, we found an entrance to a secret realm. A large number of monks entered the secret realm to search for treasures. There are many restrictions inside, and the secret formations will be triggered unexpectedly. Some monks have died in the secret realm. I am lucky and found some good things in it."

“But my treasure was exposed and discovered by cultivators from other sects. In order to snatch the treasures I found, they suddenly attacked and killed me. If I had not had some skills, I would have died near the tomb.” The female cultivator covered her face and sobbed.

However, she was dressed luxuriously and had been working outside, so Lin Xuan did not completely believe her words.

The Great Power Mausoleum and the Secret Realm should be real, but on the other hand, was it her who stole the spoils of the three male cultivators behind? Both are possible.

While they were talking, the two of them had covered a distance of dozens of miles. Although the three male cultivators behind them were not as agile as them, they did not lose them.

Lin Xuan noticed that they would occasionally slap a talisman on their bodies, and the next moment their speed would increase significantly.

Speed ​​​​talismans? I just don’t know how many they have prepared!

After running for a while, the female cultivator behind finally made up her mind and said, "Twenty-eight. What do you think, sir? You take two and I take eight!"

"Four or six!" Lin Xuan was not in a hurry and bargained with her. Anyway, he was not the one who was in a hurry.

He relied on his physical strength and a small amount of magic power and blood to perform wind and thunder body skills. The wind element and thunder element surrounded his legs, feet, and waist, and he still had a lot of spare power.

The female cultivator at the back was in much worse condition. She had already run for a long distance and her condition had declined a little, while there were three malicious tails biting closely behind her!

After struggling for a while, she compromised again and cried, "How about 30%? Sir, please don't lower the price too much. Although I am lucky, I am also surrounded by dangers. 30% is the biggest concession I can make!"

Lin Xuan curled his lips. Thirty percent was not bad. He could just consider it as some extra money before the sword-testing competition.