Chapter 342 The Ancient Battlefield of Zhao State

Three months later, a vast and open plain in Zhao State.

This place is filled with potholes, with broken and peeling layers of ground, and countless pits, including huge holes with a diameter of hundreds of feet. It is deep and bottomless, making people daunting.

Such a pothole has spread for thousands of miles. Judging from the traces on it, it is obviously not caused by natural disasters, but by man-made ones.

The wilderness land is 700,000 to 800,000 miles, and Zhao State is a superpower with a territory of 10,000 or 2 million miles. Yang Fan took three months to arrive here.

Standing in this plain with constant potholes and holes, Yang Fan felt a distant and eternal atmosphere of history, and it seemed that he could still see countless cultivators fighting for battle and billions of brilliant chaotic scenes.

He knew that this plain was called the "Forgotten Plain", and this place was the famous ancient battlefield of the Northern Qin land - the ancient battlefield of the Immortal Qin.

It is said that in a very distant era, the Great Qin Dynasty, known as the "Immortal Qin", ruled the entire Dongsheng Continent, which is a territory of billions of miles.

The Immortal Cultivation Civilization during the Immortal Qin period reached a prosperous and prosperous situation. It is said that there were so many high-level monks at that time that there were countless.

At that time, the brilliant immortal cultivation civilization of the ancient Immortal Qin Kingdom was a world of difference from the current Dongsheng Continent.

Not to mention high-level monks, even the legendary top monks were many of them during the Immortal Qin period.

And this is the most famous ancient battlefield in Zhao State.

"I finally arrived at my destination."

Yang Fan still felt a little sad in his heart.

But the crisis and pressure brought to him by the Sanyou Old Demon still did not disappear.

Even though he was already a million miles away from Yuyang, he could still feel the existence of the Three Evil Old Demon.

At least, there is still a vague concept of direction.

At this moment, the Sanyou Old Demon's injuries should have recovered. Yang Fan cannot delay and must leave the Northern Qin land as soon as possible.

According to the information left in the father's jade slip, there is a one-way teleportation array in this ancient battlefield of the Immortal Qin that can teleport itself to an ancient ruin hundreds of millions of miles away from the Northern Qin Dynasty.

As long as you go there, the world is vast, even if the Sanyou Old Demon has great magical powers, it is impossible for him to find himself.

Yang Fan transformed into a pharmacist, carrying a medicine basket, with a warm face, wearing a blue shirt, like a breeze, flying in this ancient war of the Immortal Qin.

When he flew to a certain place, his expression changed slightly.

At this time, a team of monks flew in front of him, with about twenty people. The leader was an old man in the Jindan stage. His breath was unfathomable, giving Yang Fan a feeling that he could not see through it.

There was a sharp and arrogant aura on these monks, all carrying swords, and their eyes were as sharp as swords.

Sword Cultivation Sect?

Yang Fan showed a look of shock. As far as he knew, among the Thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin, the only sword cultivator sect was the Lingxiao Immortal Sword Sect.

"Who dares to be good at the ancient battlefield of Xianqin?"

The old man in a civilian clothes, whose old but sharp voice reached Yang Fan's ears.

Yang Fan immediately felt a thick and powerful pressure. He was definitely not an ordinary Jindan stage monk, but at least a Jindan cultivator.

The great Jindan monk, this is definitely in the same level and can threaten Yang Fan's existence.

"If you want to go back to the senior, I am a mere pharmacist who travels around to collect herbs. He passes by this ancient battlefield of Xianqin, and observes the ancient battlefield and feels the civilization and history that have been lost."

Yang Fan’s way of being neither humble nor arrogant.

"Pharmacist?" The old man in a civilian looked like a sword, and he was also a little surprised. He could actually see such a young and advanced pharmacist.

High-level pharmacists are rare even in a big country like Zhao.

If there are no one out of ten high-level golden elixirs, then the number of high-level pharmacists is lower than this proportion.

Therefore, after learning about Yang Fan's identity and cultivation, the old man in the civil-clothed face relaxed slightly: "This ancient battlefield of the Immortal Qin retains many secrets from ancient times, and there are still many clues and secrets here, which need to be explored. In order to prevent outsiders from destroying the historical relics and clues here, I, Lingxiao Immortal Sword Sect, have monks here to patrol day and night. It is better not to stay for more friends."

"Thank you for your reminder, but Yang is quite interested in this place. If you are not at ease, you can let one or two monks from your sect supervise you." Yang Fan said with a gentle look on his face.

"This..." The old man in a common man hesitated a little.

While the two were talking, a pair of monks led by the old man in a common man had already flew closer.

Yang Fan glanced at the monks and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

It was a graceful and elegant woman wearing a moon-white long dress. She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. Unlike the many monks around her, she did not have the arrogant and sharp aura. In her elegant and gentleness, she had a unique temperament that was as poetic as picturesque.

However, this woman's dark eyebrows contain a kind of transcendence and self-admiration that is untainted from the mud.

Her existence seems out of place with the other monks of the Lingxiao Immortal Sword Sect.

When he was in Luoshan Kingdom, Yang Fan appeared as Shi Qianhan. He had met this woman once, but he didn't talk much.

But this time, Yang Fan did not see the unique and extraordinary Yu Tianya before.

"I don't think you are a villain, you are a rare high-level pharmacist. Why not do this..."

The eyes of the old man in the common man swept across the crowd and froze on the elegant woman with a poetic temperament: "Shiyao, if you understand the historical civilization of the ancient battlefield, you might as well take this Yang Yaoshi to observe this place, and also be responsible for supervising his actions."

"Yes, Uncle Yuanshi."

Deng Shiyao nodded slightly, her manners were elegant and quiet, full of poetic meaning.

At the same time, she also looked at Yang Fan. Such a young high-level pharmacist is rare, and there is probably no one in the entire Zhao State cultivation world.

What is even more valuable is that the other person has a friendly and natural aura, a gentle temperament as the wind, deep eyes as stars, a clear edges and an unparalleled handsomeness.

Such a demeanor, temperament and appearance, coupled with his super-class cultivation, are almost the existence that monks of the same level look up to.

Even Deng Shiyao, who is transcendent and self-admiring, can't help but feel good about her when she meets her for the first time.

"Thank you for your special kindness, senior."

Yang Fan expressed his gratitude to the old man with a commoner surnamed Yuan.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Yang doesn't need to be like this. You are a high-level Jindan and a pharmacist with a transcendent status. Just call me "Fellow Daoist Yuan."

The old man with a common man surnamed Yuan smiled gently.

At this time, Deng Shiyao's elegant figure flew away from the team and came to Yang Fan: "I have seen senior, this ancient battlefield ruins, I have a little bit of exploration, Shiyao can lead you."

Yang Fan nodded and it was naturally a wonderful thing to walk with beauty.

"Master Yuan, the high-level pharmacist has unknown origin. Junior Sister Deng is alone, how can I rest assured? Why would I let me go with you?"

Two young monks next to the great monks surnamed Jindan surnamed volunteered.

"Okay, you can go there, don't be abrupt. If you can make friends with a high-level pharmacist, it will be a good thing for me, Lingxiao Xianjian Sect."

The old man with a common man surnamed Yuan told him.

Whoosh!

These two young monks from the late stage of foundation building took the initiative to fly over and accompany Deng Shiyao.

"I've met Yang Yaoshi in the morning."

"In Xia Wude, I have met this senior pharmacist."

The two young men maintained their basic respect for the advanced monks.

"Please, Yaoshi Yang."

Deng Shiyao was polite and bright, and she took Yang Fan to observe this ancient battlefield and explained some of the secrets.

If it were normal, Yang Fan would definitely be very interested in this.

But now he is anxious to find the mysterious teleportation array of the ancient battlefield, but he is not very interested.

After watching for three consecutive days, Deng Shiyao was still in high spirits, and Huang Fei and Wu De were always showing their attention behind him, just like two flies.

Deng Shiyao was obviously impatient, but Yang Fan was a little anxious: "The specific location of the ancient teleportation array is not described on his father's jade slip. How to find it? Perhaps the Lingxiao Immortal Sword Gate concealed the ancient teleportation array, maybe it might be."

After thinking about it, he decided to enter from Deng Shiyao.

However, the two met for the first time, their trust was limited, and a sudden inquiry might arouse their suspicion.

Yang Fan thought about it before and after, and had two strategies:

First, he threatened Deng Shiyao and forced her to tell her where she was located in ancient legends.

The two have won Deng Shiyao's favor and trust, and then asked about the location of the ancient teleportation array.

The first strategy is obviously very risky. The ancient battlefield belongs to the super sect Lingxiao Immortal Sword Sect. Now there are strong sword cultivators at the level of Jindan cultivator. If they are strong, if they fail, even if they can escape, they will inevitably arouse the alertness of Lingxiao Immortal Sword Sect and send additional personnel, which will be troublesome at that time.

The second strategy is that there is no risk in implementing it. Even if it fails, it will be too late to implement the first plan.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan felt very at ease. While observing and studying the ancient battlefield together, he took the initiative to approach Deng Shiyao.

A gentle and quiet woman who is as elegant and beautiful as Deng Shiyao and whose temperament is as poetic as a picture-like person is enough to impress any man.

At the same time, Yang Fan himself has extraordinary appearance, a friendly and natural temperament, and his cultivation level reaches a high level, which naturally makes it easy to impress women's hearts.

As Yang Fan approached actively, Deng Shiyao's self-admiration was gradually shaken, and she was addicted to Yang Fan's elegant and funny conversation.

Whenever the two of them get close to each other, Deng Shiyao feels that she is lingering in a layer of breeze that exudes the fresh breath of nature.

Yang Fan's appearance, temperament, and cultivation status are far better than any peer she has ever seen, and he is also an ideal man.

With the intention of both parties, Yang Fan and Deng Shiyao went from being polite at the beginning, dodging their eyes to finally gradually conveying their feelings, and their relationship gradually approached.
To be continued...