"You are sneaking around here, what are your ideas?"

Yang Fan asked casually, and the vulgar monk should have answered truthfully in his ecstasy state.

After listening, Yang Fan showed a strange look on his face, and then he looked like a little bit of it, eliminating the memory in his mind.

Bang!!

Before leaving, Yang Fan slashed him with one palm and said with a little sarcasm and contempt: "Those who cultivate immortals and ask the Tao do not practice quietly, but they are like this kind of sperm on the brain. There is really everything in the world..."

Yang Fan didn't care about the vulgar monk's behavior, but before leaving, he was very skillful and sealed his magic power for a year.

I originally wanted to abolish this magic power directly, but then I thought that everyone has their own thoughts and their own "Tao". Furthermore, the immortal path of immortality is destined to be unrequited to many people, so more monks put their minds on other aspects, which is common.

When it was late at night, Yang Fan quietly floated near the ground. He had the wooden token on his body, so he didn't have to go to avoid the patrol monks.

As shown in the Jade Slip map, Yang Fan flew over the clouds and mist on Lingding Fairy Peak.

Yang Fan could not visually estimate the height of this peak, but judging from its size, it could accommodate millions of monks. It must be a height of ten thousand feet.

If it is in Bei Qin and other places, at such a height, it will definitely be affected by the violent gale wind and even the power of the restraint of heaven and earth.

But the world of the Qin Dynasty seemed to be taller and wider.

The destination is "Bailing Heavenly Garden" on the seventh level of Lingding Immortal Peak.

According to the Jade Sword Map, the entire Lingding Immortal Peak is divided into nine levels. The higher the monks they go up, the higher the status of the status of the monks they live in.

I heard from the vulgar monk before that the "ninth level" is basically the forbidden area, and the eighth level is the place where ordinary elders live.

The monks on the seventh level are either middle and high-level officials or inner disciples with special identities.

Yang Fan is still on the fifth peak, which is where Nangong Han lives. It can be seen that his status is in the Immortal Dao Sect and can be included in the middle level.

When he flew to the sixth level, Yang Fan found that fewer and fewer monks were living here, but their cultivation level was more diligent. He was basically all the Nascent Soul cultivators and above, and there were a few people who transformed gods.

When he reached the seventh level, he had a strong senses and felt an invisible pressure, which was the result of the unintentional aura of many powerful god-transforming people.

There are even fewer monks in the seventh level, less than one percent of the sixth level.

However, most of the monks on this peak are monks in the early stage of the God Transformation Stage, and there are also a few people with Xuan Xuan. Even if there are those below the God Transformation Stage, they are either servants running errands, or relatives or couples.

Yang Fan took a deep breath, and when he reached the seventh peak, his "Huantianya" had a sense of sensation again, and it became stronger and stronger.

"Hui Xin must be on this seventh peak."

Yang Fan took a deep breath and was about to walk over when the sound of breaking through the air came from above his head.

"Hey, where did the foreign tourists come from? They actually got to the seventh peak?"

A team of patrol monks flew over, leading a young man in the God Transformation Stage, wearing a purple-patterned black cloak, with a majestic spirit, squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Fan. The other patrol monks were all powerful Nascent Souls.

Yang Fan's eyes glanced at the young man in the God Transformation Stage, and his heart was shocked. This person was not an ordinary God Transformation Stage cultivator, but was actually a powerful man in Tongxuan.

This combination made Yang Fan confused because the teams of monks he just watched were all leaders of monks in the early stage of the God Transformation.

"Sir, I am a foreign visitor from the sect below. I wandered around and came here."

Yang Fan pretended to be frightened and nervous.

"Foreign guest, who invited you?" The young man asked indifferently with a sharp and impatient look.

"I'm a pharmacist. This time I'm here to treat the symptoms of spiritual beasts for fellow Taoist Nangong Han's elders."

Yang Fan reluctantly calmed down.

"Nangong Han? So that's it. I know her master. It is said that the beloved 'Golden Carp King' has a strange disease and has never healed."

The young man wearing a purple-patterned black cloak smiled.

When Yang Fan looked at it, he suddenly felt that the man's face was as beautiful as a jade, but his edges were clear, with red lips and white teeth, and his nose was as bright as a stern and righteous. This was actually a handsome man who was a little more handsome than him. The difference was just a difference in temperament.

"Senior Brother Xie, do you want to take him down and investigate?"

Someone next to him whispered.

"No, if he was lying, how could I not see it?" Senior Brother Xie was very confident and his voice was magnetic. Then he said to Yang Fan: "You are just an ordinary foreign guest, not a distinguished guest in the sect, and you have no right to enter the eighth peak. I think you don't know, give up this time, and go back."

"Yes, sir."

Yang Fan clasped his fists and thanked him, and hurriedly turned back.

Shortly after he left, one of them said in a compliment: "Senior Brother, we are there on patrol. You have a noble status, so why do you need to do this low-key job?"

"Then I'll give you a seat."

Senior Brother Xie smiled slightly and calmly left the patrol team and flew towards a certain place on the seventh level.

"Strange, Senior Brother Xie is one of the four rookie geniuses in the sect. How could he do this job?"

One of them muttered.

"Haha, you don't know. This patrol position was specially asked by Senior Brother Xie. The drunkard's intention is not to drink, you know..."

"Oh! I understand," another monk suddenly realized: "I heard that Senior Brother Xie has been pursuing that 'Fairy Huiyu' for a long time..."

Everyone suddenly realized that it was the reason!

Just when the patrol monks left, an inconspicuous monk emerged from the soil layer and muttered to himself: "It's a coincidence."

After saying that, he immediately sank, spread his senses, and secretly followed Senior Brother Xie.

After flying for a while, a garden with birds singing and flowers appearing in front of me, surrounded by special magic circles. From a distance, you can see many fairy birds and more spiritual flowers and essences.

The garden was surrounded by a kind of hiking vines with a blue hazy and bright color, which was in line with the wall restrictions.

In front of the garden gate, four big words hung horizontally: Bailing Heavenly Garden.

"Bailing Heavenly Garden!! It's here." Yang Fan was overjoyed.

But when he saw Senior Brother Xie coming to the door, he was stopped and interrogated.

"Mr. Xie, late at night, the 'Bailing Heaven Garden' will not receive guests. If the fairy birds and flowers in the garden are missing, we can't afford to take care of them..."

The guardian of the gate was a monk in the God Transformation Stage, wearing a law-enforcement attire, and was in a very embarrassing way.

Then, Brother Xie smiled indifferently and took out a silver token: "I am the seventh-level patrol captain today, and I have the right to patrol everywhere."

"Yes." After seeing the token, the monk guarding the gate immediately opened the ban formation and let Senior Brother Xie go in.

Seeing this, Yang Fan felt that things were a little tricky. He had observed the formations outside the "Bailing Heavenly Garden", which were very mysterious, no less than the ancient strange formation he had seen.

Even the soil layer below the garden is protected by the formation prohibition.

Yang Fan fled to the bottom of Bailing Heavenly Garden and carefully pondered the formation.

It is not difficult to break this array, but it is difficult to climb the sky without touching the alarm ban.

Yang Fan took a deep breath, but came up with a plan.

I saw a piece of earth-colored crystal stone appearing in his hand. With a thought, the earth-colored light bloomed and condensed into a huge pangolin.

The aura on this pangolin was extremely powerful, and it seemed to have reached the stage of Transformation of Gods.

Immediately, a "Taixu Tianhuo" rose up on his body, shining with golden spots in silence.

"puff"

The formation prohibition was like paper in front of Taixu Tianhuo, and Yang Fan immediately entered the "Bailing Heavenly Garden" through the hole.

The next moment, the alarm was activated, and a sharp golden sound sounded in the "Bailing Heavenly Garden", cutting through the night sky for hundreds of miles.

In an instant, the garden was in chaos and almost everyone was alarmed.

Swallows!

Hundreds of law-enforcement monks rushed in this direction.

Yang Fan had long been hiding away, allowing the substitute to "pangolin" to escape into the depths of the garden.

"What happened? Bailing Heavenly Garden has always been very cautious..."

Even Senior Brother Xie flew out of a quiet cave.

Yang Fan's eyes lit up, his breath was hidden to the extreme, and he was integrated with the surrounding environment.

In this garden environment, his hidden and changing magical powers are like fish in water. Even if the great monk of the God Transformation comes in person, it is easy to ignore them.

Yang Fan successfully made a plan to alert the snake, and used his substitute to attack the east and west. After determining the position himself, he immediately sneaked towards the location of the quiet cave.

He thought to himself that the chaos would last at least midnight.

The closer he got to the quiet cave, the stronger Yang Fan's response became.

When he walked to the cave, his breath changed again and turned into an old man dressed in a gardener, and his breath was the same as the servants in the garden.

The so-called art of change in the human world is nothing more than an illusion. Practicing to the exquisite realm is a simulation of the breath and integration with the surrounding environment.

At this moment, the spiritual clouds shook in front of the cave, and a graceful and fairy-like woman walked out. Just looking at her back, it was pleasing to the eye.

Yang Fan's eyes were frozen on the beautiful face of this woman, but she was stunned.

Although this woman is so beautiful, he doesn't know her.

At least one thing is certain, it is not my sister Huixin.
To be continued...