In the center of the Black City, a figure entered an inconspicuous small door-shaped stone house, and the door of the stone house quickly closed silently, and from the outside, there was nothing unusual.

This person was Chen Fan, who had left from the island in the middle of the lake, and as soon as he closed the door, he felt several divine senses passing by, and he used the concealment technique to avoid the other party's detection.

Confirming that the door was closed, Chen Fan took out a few night pearls and moonstones, illuminated the stone house, he checked the stone house again, and found that there was nothing in it, there was nothing abnormal, only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief, he took out a futon, and took out a few pills from a bottle and took them, and exercised his pranayama.

Fang had just fought with Gu Fangyue, and although Chen Fan dodged the opponent's fatal blow, he finally hid in the thunderstorm area formed by the ink bamboo, causing a lot of damage to his body.

Moreover, after all, the other party is a Yuan Infant Stage Cultivator, although he was suppressed by the interface and could not exert his true strength, but after a battle, Chen Fan still suffered great losses.

Half an hour later, Chen Fan opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity, the burning skin on his body gradually faded, new skin had grown, and all the dark injuries he suffered had recovered.

This is also because Chen Fan himself is physically strong, and he has integrated the medical Tao into the cultivation system, so he has healing abilities beyond ordinary people.

For others, it will take months at least and years to recover.

Divine sense checked the body, Chen Fan's face showed a trace of surprise, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, the so-called blessing and misfortune depended, he never expected that he escaped into the Mozhu thunderstorm area, although he suffered great pain, but because of this, the pure thunder spirit power once again washed and refined his body.

It was worth months of hard work, the bones were more transparent and hard, the aura was more refined, and the troubles brought about by rapid advancement were sublimated in the power of the thunder spirit.

Feeling the spiritual power in his body and the increasingly acute divine sense, Chen Fan was silently happy in his heart.

"Although with my ability, I am enough to be proud of myself in the Jindan realm, but in the face of the Yuan Infant Monk, I am still extremely constrained, and I can't absorb the spiritual energy, but it's okay to say that the key is the control of spiritual power, which can't be compared. ”

Chen Fan did not get carried away, he fought with Gu Fangyue, and finally defeated the other party, there was a bit of luck, it was a fluke.

Chen Fan summed up the experience of fighting against the Yuan Infant Monk, thought hard about countermeasures, and finally had to sigh and said: "The Yuan Infant Monk is a rare existence, many Jindan Monks spend their lives and cannot touch it, the reason is that the comprehension of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is limited, I don't know when I will reach that level." ”

After sighing with emotion, Chen Fan helplessly found that the chances of winning against the Yuan Infant Stage monks in his heyday were very small, but if he escaped, he was not afraid

"That little monk of Dayin Temple should be the so-called reincarnation of Rulai, with the grievances between Xuanmen and Dayin Temple, he will never miss this opportunity so easily. ”

Chen Fan muttered to himself, and the strangeness of Kui Wu's party appeared in his mind again.

"There is also an elusive enchantress and Lang Yaotian. ”

Chen Fan couldn't help but have a headache.

If you think about it, it seems that they are all enemies.

"The enemy is strong, but I'm not a vegetarian either. ”

Chen Fan regained his self-confidence, and with a wave of his hand, a shadow appeared in front of him, it was the black armor puppet of the Yuan Infant Stage, the twelve golden armor soldiers of the Jindan period were left behind by him to guard the Xuanmen, this time he only brought the black armor puppet, which was one of his killer features.

Chen Fan stared at the black armor warrior for a while, and a golden light appeared in his hand, which was an ancient sword, which was handed over from Gu Fang Yue.

"For you to use. ”

The black armor soldier took the ancient sword, held it tightly, and remained motionless.

"I don't know what your relationship was with the Ancient Sword Gate during your lifetime, if you want to come to the Ancient Sword Gate's sword, you should also be used to it. ”

Knowing that the other party was a puppet with a soulless body that had been specially modified, Chen Fan still chatted.

"I need to take inventory, you help me guard the door. Chen Fan's divine sense controlled the black armor soldier and stood it at the door.

The black armor warrior is different from ordinary puppets, Chen Fan can store a part of his divine consciousness in its body, which is equivalent to another doppelganger of himself, but his divine consciousness cannot stay in it for too long, at most a few hours, and if it is longer, it will be consumed sharply.

After releasing the black armor, Chen Fan took out a ring with an extremely ancient system and four rings printed with the words Meilan Zhuju, which were the trophies he had used to kill the four gentlemen of Gu Fangyue and Meilan Zhuju.

Chen Fan played with the five rings in the palm of his hand, stared at the ring printed with the word "bamboo", and lost his mind for a few seconds, speaking of which, the four gentlemen of Diancang had no enmity with him in the past, and there was no grudge in the near future, in the face of the Yuan infant monk, the three of them made the wrong choice, Mei Lanju and the three betrayed Xinyi, and they died if they died, but the death of Zhujun made Chen Fan a little regretful.

If the four of them chose to do something to Gu Fangyue, Chen Fan would never sit idly by.

"Zhujun is a true gentleman. ”

Chen Fan shook his head, the reality is so cruel.

He activated his spiritual power and easily broke the personal imprint on the ring.

There was a burst of glow, and the belongings of the four gentlemen flew out upside down, mixed together.

There are a lot of things, but there are very few types, except for some daily necessities, most of them are books and pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

There are only four spirit stones, and it is thought that one piece is one for each person, which can be described as extremely poor.

And the valuable things are some newly labeled boxes with runes, which contain some fresh medicinal materials, which are thought to be obtained by the four of them after entering the Deserted Ancient Tomb.

Chen Fan sorted the medicinal materials neatly, and unexpectedly found a few extremely precious medicinal materials, which was a small stroke, and as for the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, it was a weapon that the four of them usually used.

It is of little use to Chen Fan, but it is not a mortal thing, and it was stored by Chen Fan and kept for other purposes.

Suddenly, Chen Fan's eyes lit up, and there was a special jade scroll in his hand.

He placed the jade scroll in front of his forehead, his divine sense invaded, and the jade scroll gradually became brighter, this was a sealing scroll with runes imprinted in advance, Chen Fan only recognized a few rune imprints on it, but Chen Fan still speculated that it should be a scroll that sealed the 'evil qi'.

Chen Fan reached out and searched for a while, and found five or six similar scrolls, which respectively had the effects of sealing spirits, suppressing evil spirits, and accepting things, which were very novel.

"This should be the own academic of the Diancang School, but it is a bit interesting. ”

Chen Fan pondered for a while, and took out a relatively old-looking book from thousands of books, he thought it would be something like the secret book of the Diancang Sect, but it was just a geographical codex of the ancients.

Chen Fan shook his head and took a few more books to read, either about paintings, or music, or even Analects, Historical Records, Miscellaneous Records, Wild History, Music Scores, and so on.

"To raise Haoran's spirit, is it just to read more?"

Chen Fan didn't have time to look at the books one by one, so he put them all away.

However, Chen Fan found a very special guqin from these things, as well as a painting and a peculiar inkstone, the body of the guqin is imprinted with runes similar to musical notes, and the strings are made of some kind of animal tendons, a total of nine strings, there is a hidden box under the body of the piano, and there are two thin swords that are slightly shorter than the body of the qin, and the two swords are hidden at the point, and the design is extremely exquisite.

At the end of the piano, the word 'Fuyao' is engraved.

"Fuyao, I don't know where this piano comes from?"

Although Chen Fan had collected all the Heavenly Demon Qin Sounds in the Six Orders, he had no time to study, let alone cultivate, so he didn't have any research on the guqin, but Chen Fan noticed that the two swords hidden under the guqin were no less grade than Gu Fangyue's sword.

It can be assumed that this instrument is extraordinary.

Chen Fan made a separate lattice in the ring, stored the fuyao qin, and turned his eyes to the picture scroll in his hand.

The reason why he felt that this painting was special was that when Chen Fan inadvertently rummaged through it, he opened it, and he actually noticed a spiritual power rushing towards him.

With the help of the moonstone, Chen Fan condensed and carefully observed, this is a landscape painting of about one meter, the painting style is not special, the landscape and the forest are lifelike.

In the next second, Chen Fan only felt that the picture came to life all of a sudden, as if he was in the painting, he opened his eyes and saw that there were mountains, water, jungles, and even birds and flowers.

Chen Fan was startled, suddenly realized something, he turned around, but was surprised to see a stone house, a soldier, items scattered on the ground, and a glowing moonstone!

The real world has become the 'world in the picture.' ’

And now, he's in the painting.

If he hadn't been wary of it, he would have mistakenly thought that the world in the painting is reality, and the real world is in the painting.

"What a strange picture?!illusion?illusion?

Chen Fan was puzzled, but fortunately, he took a step forward, and the person suddenly returned to reality.

"I wonder what will happen if I continue to walk into the painting?"

Chen Fan was extremely curious, but he didn't dare to try it easily at this time.

Chen Fan separated the scroll and put it away, held an inkstone in his hand, injected spiritual power, and found that there was spiritual power generated in the inkstone, like smoke and ink, reaching out to touch it, and the fingertips were extremely black.

Chen Fan was amazed.

"These few things are not imprinted with the divine consciousness of the four gentlemen, I am afraid that they are treasures obtained in the black city, and what Zhujun wants is only afraid of the thirty-six ink bamboos. ”

Chen Fan put everything away, looked at the remaining ancient ring in his hand, his eyes showed a fiery color, when he killed Gu Fangyue before, he had already erased the mark on the ring, and he had also roughly investigated the contents inside.

For the things of the Yuan Infant Monk, Chen Fan was naturally full of expectations.

"Whoa!"

A burst of glow surged, and in front of Chen Fan, thousands of spirit stones rolled out, and the aura of the stone house suddenly became extremely rich.

There are countless medicinal herbs and pills, and Chen Fan was dumbfounded.

"Rich. ”

Chen Fan couldn't help but be ecstatic!

The family body of the old monster in the infancy is really rich!

However, Chen Fan was looking for something in the item, and soon, dozens of cheats were taken out by him, and he flipped through them one by one with great anticipation, and when he flipped through the last one, his face showed disappointment.

"Could it be that the sword heart mantra of the ancient sword sect is really passed down from generation to generation?"

Chen Fan was speechless for a while, for him, what attracted him the most from the Ancient Sword Sect was naturally the sword technique!

Now, nothing has been found.

Chen Fan, who was a little disappointed, grabbed a strange jar casually and fell out, but at this moment, the change was abrupt, only to hear a "sigh", a wisp of soul flew out of the jar, and in the next second, there was an extra figure out of thin air in front of Chen Fan, he glanced at Chen Fan, and suddenly laughed.

"Old man...... It's out!"

(End of chapter)