: Cold

"Do we know each other?"

The young man stopped hearing this and asked as if no one else was there.

He really ignored this group of people in his relationship.

As soon as this was said, the young man in purple was suffocated, his pupils shrank, and his anger became thicker.

A small high-level Jindan dares to ignore him and others?

This made him lose his face even more and almost lose his face.

This man in a green jade brocade robe was of course Yang Fan who came from afar.

He rushed from Yuyang Kingdom to Luoshan Kingdom, and showed up with his Golden Pill stage cultivation level.

The cultivation level is too low, it is easy to encounter trouble, and the flight speed is too slow.

If you appear in the world with your Nascent Soul Cultivation, it will attract people's attention and may be stared at by the top leaders of the seven sects of Jin State before you reach your destination.

Of course, he has encountered blind eyes along the way.

Half a day ago, a pair of monks from the seven sects of Jin State wanted to force him to keep him in investigation, but was killed by Yang Fan's merciless thunder.

Now, the same situation has happened again.

However, there are actually two Yuanying in this team of monks, which may be a little trouble.

While replying, Yang Fan looked up at the two people in front of him.

He didn't know the young man in purple clothes at all. The beautiful and dignified woman in palace clothes beside him was extremely stunning at first glance.

But the next moment, it felt very familiar.

Yang Fan couldn't help but glance at him more, and couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: "Isn't this woman the Yuanying, the righteous cultivator of Yuyang, and Fairy Lingxia?"

It turned out that Fairy Fantasy was originally an elder of the "Immortal Fantasy Spirit Rhyme Sect" of Jin State. She was originally involved in Yuyang as the "Fairy Lingxia" to plan for the secret realm of Jiuyou.

Later, his identity was revealed and he was chased by the Sanyou Old Demon for tens of thousands of miles. He was severely injured and almost died.

These were also learned about them later after meeting Linghu Song in Luoshan Kingdom.

Fairy Phantom Spirit felt Yang Fan’s naked look and stunning gaze. For some reason, Jingruo’s dignified pretty face turned slightly red.

Logically speaking, no matter how outstanding the temperament and appearance of a Jindan man is, he will never make her have such a side.

After looking at it intently, the fairy Phantom Spirit found that Yang Fan gave him another feeling of being unable to see through.

Fairy Phantom Spirit had never seen Yang Fan with his own eyes, and only heard of his name, so he did not recognize his identity.

"Fei asked you again, which sect is it from? Now that Luoshan Kingdom has been taken over by all seven sects of Jin Kingdom, Fei has the right to ask about people of unknown origin."

The young man in purple looked at Yang Fan with a condescending gaze.

He had already made up his mind that as long as the other party dared to resist, he would use thunder means to kill him on the spot.

"Is that true?" Yang Fan said with some doubts, and his lips pursed again: "Your Excellency will make you feel a little difficult to ask."

"What does it mean?" The young man in purple felt something was wrong.

How can an ordinary high-level Jindan be calm under his own pressure?

"You must ask me that I am a cultivator from that sect," Yang Fan said with a embarrassed look, "Are you not allowed to be a casual cultivator?"

"This..." The young man in purple was blocked by anger.

"Geeh..." Fairy Phantom Spirit smiled so hard that her branches shook, and she swept away her previous dignified and noble description, and seemed to have really laughed.

There was a team of monks behind him who wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

"Lan Cultivator? I think you are a spy from the enemy country. Be arrested and investigated!"

The young man in purple was finally angry, and he was not as elegant and calm as before.

He was ignored, provoked and teased by a Jindan junior.

Any old monster of Nascent Soul would be killed in anger.

Yang Fan laughed sarcastically, standing there motionless, looking fearless.

"Stop." Fairy Linghuan shouted, and asked the monks who were "Hula" to stop.

"Fellow Phantom Spirit, what do you mean? Do you have to go against me, Fei?"

The young man in purple clothes was furious and looked at him with anger.

But he didn't know that he had just left the gates of hell.

If the fairy Phantom Spirit had not scolded him, if these people dared to touch Yang Fan, they would have been killed mercilessly by him, and they would not have kept a single living mouth.

"Fellow Daoist Fei is probably a bit arbitrary when he does this." Fairy Huanling disagreed and looked at Yang Fan with a smile: "This fellow Taoist is honored by his surname? I don't know where to go?"

"I'm in the next chapter Yang, and I'm about to go to Xianlai Sect."

Yang Fan's careless words.

After learning about the identity of the Linghuan Fairy, he had already had some murderous thoughts.

It would be better if the other party saw through his identity and took action.

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Yang, you are going to the 'Xianlai Sect' too. We just happened to go along, why not walk together?"

The fairy Phantom Spirit smiled sweetly.

"Okay." Yang Fan pursed his lips, and he agreed without any time to think about it. He jumped gently and flew to the three-color clouds where everyone was.

He wanted to see what the purpose of these people going to Xianlai Sect was.

Do a small Xianlai Sect need two Yuanying to come in person?

Strangely, the young man in purple did not object. Instead, he was a little surprised when he saw Yang Fan really came up together.

He felt unusual and couldn't help but wonder about Yang Fan's true cultivation.

So, an unknown man appeared on these three-color clouds and flew to Xianlai Sect together.

Along the way, Fairy Linghuan talked with Yang Fan quite speculatively.

If we did not consider the positions of each other, Yang Fan almost developed a favorable impression of this dignified and beautiful fantasy fairy.

After half an hour of flying, a lake more than ten miles large finally appeared in front of me.

In the middle of the lake, there is a small green continent with many pavilions and many medicinal materials planted at the same time.

There are many medicine gardens on the small continent, which are just two or three miles away, and there are still two or three hundred monks living in it.

As far away, Yang Fan sensed a smell of medicine.

As far as Yang Fan knows, the Xianlai Sect is a sect that inherits the Medicine Taoism.

"Here." The fairy Huanling made a gesture with her jade hand, and the three-color clouds under her feet increased their speed a little.

Seeing the oasis approaching little by little, Yang Fan had a little expectation in his eyes. I wonder how his little concubine had lived in the past few decades.

The scene of lingering and dual cultivation with Linghu Xiaoxi seemed to appear before my eyes again.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, are you from Yuyang Country?"

Fairy Phantom Spirit suddenly asked casually, with a smile on her face.

"Yes." Yang Fan nodded and glanced at Fairy Linghuan with a little deeper meaning.

The smile on the fairy fairy's pretty face suddenly became a little hard, and her breathing suddenly became a little rapid.

Yang Sixiao said, "Fellow Taoist Phantom Spirit, what do you think?"

"No...no."

Fairy Phantom Spirit smiled reluctantly, and her expression quickly returned to normal.

She was very quiet on the surface, but she was shocked in her heart.

She knew very well about the deeds of that legendary figure and even studied it specifically.

At this moment, Fairy Phantom Spirit even wanted to escape immediately, but she didn't dare to move.

She was afraid that if she had any abnormal movement, it would trigger a terrible attack from the other party.

The young man in purple did not notice the abnormality of the Phantom Spirit Fairy. He looked at the oasis under his feet with a scorching face.

With the arrival of everyone, the monks from the Xianlai Sect below quickly reacted.

"No, I'm a monk from the seven sects of Jin State..."

A small chaos appeared on the oasis.

Soon, a middle-aged man in black robe flew out of the oasis and felt the high-level pressure of the Nascent Soul, and was frightened to death.

This person was the middle-aged man from the Sun family, the contemporary sect leader of the Xianlai Sect and the disciple of Linghu Song.

"Senior Fei..."

After seeing the appearance of the young man in purple clothes, the sect leader was slightly stunned.
To be continued...