Yang Fan sat cross-legged in this luxurious room. There were people boarding boats outside one after another. The huge sky made the boats immediately lively.

Half of the monks stayed in public warehouses, and only a few chose to live in single rooms or luxurious rooms for their own different reasons.

Although there was a ban on the outside of the luxurious room, Yang Fan was still worried and set up another ban on the house.

A layer of streaming green fine lines merged into the room and disappeared. This is the unique alarm restriction in "Xianhong Jue". Even if it is visited by spiritual consciousness, it may be noticed by Yang Fan.

As a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, he is generally helpless in the spiritual consciousness of more advanced cultivators, but Yang Fan is obviously an exception.

He closed his eyes and began to use the dead wood technique again to regulate the breath of his body.

However, no matter how he adjusts, as long as he maintains his cultivation level in the Qi Refining Stage, the strange affinity and natural aura cannot be completely restrained.

Unless Yang Fan is fully focused, united in his mind, and does not hear external things, he can restrain this temperament that seems to be unique in nature.

call!

Yang Fan let out a long breath, and some sweat oozed out of his forehead, but he still could not completely eliminate this aura.

"I can only try my best to converge..."

Yang Fan was also helpless. Unless he concealed his cultivation to the level of an ordinary mortal, he would not want to let this aura be truly controlled.

However, if he is hiding into a mortal, how can heal the wounds and diseases of those cultivators?

Suddenly, he remembered the mysterious "Fairy Yun" before. Her cultivation was even more profound and she also had a similar aura, which was enough to make anyone who saw her first sight feel good. If she was a male monk, she would even fall in love with her at first sight.

"Maybe she has troubles in this regard, no wonder she wears a veil..."

When Yang Fan thought of this, his heart suddenly moved.

Veil! Mask! Disguise!

"However, it is difficult to hide the ordinary disguise technique from the cultivators."

Yang Fan frowned. His treatment targets were usually those who were at the same level as his or her cultivation level.

"Well, this time I go to 'Xiuyu Pavilion', you can pay more attention. There should be auxiliary magic weapons and props in this regard."

Yang Fan made up his mind and felt relieved.

Xiuyu Pavilion is also a large-scale immortal cultivation market. Various magic weapons, magic weapons, magic pills, immortal cultivation materials, and strange things can be seen there.

With a light breath, Yang Fan stretched his eyebrows and walked out of this luxurious room. He wanted to ask about the specific time he arrived at "Xiuyu Pavilion".

At the same time, he also became interested in the waters of Qingjiang River. He used to hear how dangerous this waters were, and even monsters lurked.

Stepping on the deck, in the cool wind and waves, he walked to the side of the boat and stared at the long river that stretched to the end of the mountains and valleys.

Although the "Sky Boat" is large, it is not worth mentioning compared to the waters that last thousands of miles long.

After a while, the "Sky Boat" reached a turbulent and curved river. The river water here was fierce and poured thousands of miles into a steep slope of 45 degrees. If the boat arrived here, it would probably end up with destruction.

call!

The sky was as steady as Mount Tai, rushing down with a bang, causing waves several feet. Some river water even splashed on Yang Fan's body and hit his face, which was a little painful and cool, and could easily inspire the passion deep in people's hearts.

After rushing down this dangerous place, it was a little smoother below, but there were some reefs in the river.

I just rushed down from a high place. Even if I survived, I would end up in pieces that I would be crushed to pieces when facing these reefs.

Buzz ~

A layer of hazy blue light waves lit up on the surface of the sky-hanging boat, which greatly reduced the speed and was able to travel through the river calmly. Even if you occasionally encounter a few small reefs, for this large tower ship with a strong hull and a ban protection, it is less than one, and it can shake at most.

After crossing this reef-covered river, the scenery ahead has changed drastically. The sky sails into a quiet and distant valley. The scenery here is beautiful, the scenery is infinite, the river water is extremely clear, the mountains on both sides are rugged, and the forests are lush. Occasionally, you can hear the sound of birds singing in the empty mountains, which makes people feel relieved.

At this moment, many monks walked out of public warehouses or single rooms, looking at the hazy scenery in the night.

In such an empty and ethereal night view, Yang Fan's mind once again entered the realm of integrating into the surrounding world, rivers, aquatic plants, fish, mountains, pine trees, rocks... All the scenery was reflected in his mind, extremely clear and as if he was dreaming.

The mist of life in his body emanates like silky threads, and even leaves his body, creating an indescribable resonance with the flow of life in the surrounding space.

Instantly!

Yang Fan's senses expanded ten times a hundred times, and within a radius of hundreds of miles, the flow of life in the river was hazy.

This is a supreme state that integrates into the nature of nature, man and nature.

However, Yang Fan only touched this ethereal state like a dream through the resonance of the flow of life through the particularity of his skills.

In a vague sense, Yang Fan had some insights that the mist of life in his body and the flow of life outside created a harmonious "bridge".

He was deeply immersed in this supreme mood, and was afraid that he would fall out by accident.

At the same time.

Some changes have also occurred in the waters within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The plants in the river area stretched out their tentacles in the direction of "Sky Boat" in the water waves, and a sound that humans cannot hear are transmitted in the dark.

However, Yang Fan realized the joy of these plants through the mysterious bridge.

Not only plants, but the rocks in the river and the plants among the mountains also sent some obscure messages.

Crazy! Crazy!

The fish and shrimp in the river were also alarmed and gathered in pieces towards the direction of "Sky Boat".

At the beginning, it was just one or two fish that jumped out of the water, but as time went by, the number increased.

Crazy! Crazy! Crazy...

Two...three...ten...one hundred...

After a moment, the number of these fish reached a terrifying level.

Looking at me, there was a silvery white shiny piece, jumping near the sky, and passing through natural arcs, as if interpreting the philosophy of nature of life.

"Look!"

The monks on the deck of Tianxingzhou couldn't help but exclaim.

At this moment, the number of fish gathering near Tianxingzhou is still increasing.

One thousand...10,000...

This amount has reached an outrageous level.

When I looked at it, the white flowers were enough to make people frightened.

However, in Yang Fan's senses, he seemed to see the children playing happily and playing in groups, and his body and mind were also unprecedentedly happy.

In this supreme artistic conception, the aura on his body actually merged into the surrounding environment, and instead became an existence that is easy to ignore.

It gives people the feeling that he should have stood there without any abnormality.

Hurry!

At some point, a silver arc of light that was more than ten feet long jumped out of the water.

It turned out to be a giant fish, and a depressing aura came.

"Monster Beast!"

The monks on the boat on the sky were shocked.

However, there were another stream of equally and even more powerful aura coming from around Tianxingzhou.

Monsters, fish, shrimp, or water snakes appeared nearby one by one, and the demonic aura they condensed was enough to change the color of high-level human monks.

The five people who were sailing on the sky had already walked to the deck.

Li Yueshuang panicked: "What's going on? Is it because Qingjianghe's 'river god' wants to attack us?"

"There is no god in this world? Such power is probably only the most mysterious 'demon king' deep in the Qingjiang River."

Old Yuan sighed lightly, with a hint of fear and confusion in his eyes.

"What should we do?"

Xing Lao Erdao.

The monks around were also panicked.

Old Yuan sighed, his expression calmed down and said lightly:

"Leave it to fate."
Chapter completed!