During the Qi Gathering Period and the Foundation Building Period, if the monks controlled the ordinary magic weapons, the distance of nearly 1,000 miles would take five or six hours. It takes three or four hours for the monks of the Hua Dan and Yuan Infant Stages to control the magic weapon, while it takes one or two hours for the monks of the Dacheng and Consummation stages to control the magic weapon. If you harness the ancient treasure, it will be less than an hour.

Murong Yuanze was controlling a special magic weapon, and at this time, he was eager for revenge, and with all his gallop, he could reach Fengfan's place in more than an hour.

Feng Fan was leisurely driving the gourd to the Golden Stone Valley at this time, unaware that a killing god was rushing towards his location, and he was not mentally prepared for the imminent disaster at all.

More than an hour later, Fengfan flew above a forest. Suddenly, a powerful coercion enveloped the surrounding area, and Feng Fan felt that his speed immediately slowed down, and his body was suffering a strong resistance. The gourd under his feet let out a whining and low moan, and even if Feng Fan concentrated more True Yuan in it, it would be useless.

Feng Fan slowly fell, collected the gourd, and waited quietly. From the feeling he had just felt, Feng Fan knew that he had been firmly locked by the high-ranking monk. If you want to escape by escaping, I am afraid that it will be extremely difficult, so I simply give up escaping and brake quietly.

A moment later, a black shadow shot out from a distance, and landed dozens of feet in front of Feng Fan extremely quickly. Seeing the person who came, Feng Fan secretly smiled bitterly, it seems that Murong Yuanze was greatly stimulated by Murong Xuanchen's defeat to himself and his serious injury, twenty years have passed, and Murong Yuanze still remembers himself.

"Boy, we met again, you were very arrogant back then!" Murong Yuanze said gloomily after receiving the disc magic weapon.

"I don't seem to have any agreement with my seniors, right?, why did my seniors come along?" Feng Fan asked with a calm face.

"Hehe, you are still so calm when you die, it seems that if you don't die today, you will become a climate in the future, it seems that the old man's line is very worthwhile! Murong Yuanze said in a weird manner.

"If you tell me how I found out, I'll consider telling you the secret of the Heaven-level talisman. There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Feng Fan's mouth, and he sneered at each other.

"It's a character, and when you die, you dare to ask the old man for conditions, it seems that you are testing the patience of the old man, in this case, you have to spend a lot of trouble and search for your soul after killing you. Murong Yuanze said with a murderous intent on his face.

"Murong Yuanze, if I don't die today, I will definitely return it several times in the future!" Feng Fan secretly urged the Nine Shadows Xuanxuan, after all, Murong Yuanze was the peak level of Dacheng in the early days, even if he drove out all the Yuanying Spirits, he might not be able to defeat the opponent, and that would expose what he did in the Qin family, so Feng Fan did not hesitate to urge the Nine Shadows Xuanxuan.

"Look for death!" As Murong Yuanze shouted angrily, Murong Yuanze's right hand was raised, and a short knife made of cyan true yuan shot out.

Feeling the short knife condensed by the true yuan of this monk in the Dacheng period, Feng Fan showed a sneering look on his face. When the cyan short knife was about to hit the target, Feng Fan's figure turned into a ball of blood, and then disappeared extremely quickly.

A deafening loud bang came from the "boom", which shook the surrounding leaves one after another, and a ravine several feet deep appeared in the ground behind Feng Fan's original standing position, and the short knife disappeared without a trace after exerting its full power.

"Blood Escape?!No, it seems to be the Nine Shadows Xuan Escape! This is the unique escape technique of the Che Clan's Demon Cultivation Family in the Ancient Kingdom of Ten Thousand Domains, how can this kid, as an immortal cultivator, cultivate this kind of escape technique?" Seeing Feng Fan flee in an instant, Murong Yuanze, who had stayed in the Ancient Kingdom of Ten Thousand Domains for many years, showed an angry look on his face, and thought in his heart.

"Boy, as long as you don't die, even if you chase you to the ends of the earth, the old man will not let you go!" After feeling it with his divine sense for a while, without any breath of Feng Fan, Murong Yuanze muttered to himself angrily.

Thousands of miles away, Feng Fan sat weakly on the ground and found that he only had the cultivation level of the fifth layer of the Qi Gathering Stage and the True Yuan that was almost exhausted. Feng Fan smiled bitterly, although the Nine Shadows Mystery was mysterious, it had a certain amount of damage to himself.

Feng Fan looked around and saw that he was surrounded by a dark wood, and he was in the middle of a small mountain. Feng Fan slowly got up, found a secluded place, and then began to quickly recover his cultivation and true yuan.

After a while, Feng Fan opened his eyes and saw an old man in Tsing Yi walking over slowly. After probing with his divine sense, Feng Fan was a little stunned, this old man turned out to be a mortal, could it be that he escaped from the scope of the cultivation realm and came to the area where mortals lived? Feng Fan secretly wondered.

The old man found Feng Fan sitting in the distance, and immediately stepped forward, and when he saw Feng Fan's pale face, he immediately asked, "Are you injured?"

"Not bad. Feng Fan said with a wry smile.

"If you don't dislike the humble house, come with me to my house. The old man said with a compassionate face.

"It's fine. Thinking that the cultivation level had fallen, if he returned to the cultivation realm, he would definitely face great danger, so Feng Fan agreed and slowly stood up.

"Come with me. The old man in Tsing Yi left with Feng Fan.

The two of them descended the hill, and in front of them was a bazaar, surrounded by many attics of houses. Feng Fan used his divine sense to probe and found that there were no cultivators here, and it seemed that his previous guess that this was the place where mortals lived. When the two came to a brick house, the old man said, "This is my home." Feng Fan nodded, and the two walked in.

The room was very simple, an old woman sat in it in a daze, and when she saw the old man, the old woman immediately stood up, glanced at Feng Fan, and asked suspiciously: "Old man, is this ......?"

"I found this boy in the mountains, and I saw that he was wounded, so I brought him back. The old man in Tsing Yi explained.

"Son, you can take care of your injuries here, there is no one else here but my old family. The old woman suddenly said with a sad look on her face.

"Auntie, don't you have any children?" Feng Fan asked as he stared at the slightly sad face of the old woman opposite, and suddenly felt a trace of pity in his heart.

"Alas, we originally had a daughter, and her name was 'Ah Feng'. Ah Feng was met by the leader of the Qinglong Gang when he went out a year ago, the old immortal, a lot of age was so lustful, because he coveted Ah Feng's beauty, he sent his subordinates to propose marriage the next day. Those people said that their helper had taken a fancy to Ah Feng and wanted to marry Ah Feng as his wife. Our family of three didn't agree, and in the end, those people showed their fierce faces, beat us up, and then forcibly took Ah Feng away. The old woman was tearful and recounting the sad past.

"Isn't there a royal law here?" Feng Fan asked in a deep voice with a faint anger in his heart.

"Wang Fa, that Qingyun Gang's leader, Yin Qingyun, is not only powerful, but also extremely powerful. When he first came to Lanzhou more than ten years ago, he single-handedly killed the leaders of more than a dozen gangs overnight, and finally unified the rivers and lakes of Lanzhou. The governor of Lanzhou didn't know how to be bribed by him, and he was in the same mood as him! Both black and white bowed down to him, so no one could take care of this kind of thing at all!" said the old woman's voice a little trembling.

"Kill more than a dozen gang leaders overnight!, this is really an extraordinary strength!" Feng Fan thought to himself.

"What are you talking about, why don't you go and prepare a meal. The old man in Tsing Yi interrupted the old woman's words.

"These things are not happy in my heart, please don't be surprised!" said the old woman with a sad look on her face.

"It's nothing, it's just bothering the two old people. Feng Fan smiled indifferently.

"Don't bother, don't bother. The old woman said a few words, and then left the house and went to the kitchen. Feng Fan has lived in the couple's house since then, since this place is so secluded and far away from the cultivation realm, Feng Fan is ready to cultivate here.

More than ten days later, Feng Fan returned to his peak state. On this day, Feng Fan meditated alone and explored his body with his divine sense. After all, Murong Yuanze appeared too strangely at that time, so Feng Fan was ready to use his divine sense to explore the situation in his body to see if there was anything unusual.

Because Feng Fan had learned about the record of distraction in the Nine Mysteries Sutra, this secret technique of attaching divine consciousness to the opponent's body to track the opponent was extremely magical. However, only monks who have cultivated more than two orders above their opponents can succeed, unlike other methods of tracking their opponents.

Feng Fan slowly poured a wisp of pure divine thought throughout his body, carefully exploring everywhere, hoping to find clues, but the divine thoughts ran for a long time and did not gain anything.

Feng Fan kept his divine thoughts in the sea of qi, and saw that a huge cyan droplet could be seen in the sea of dantian qi, and this droplet was constantly surging, and it seemed that it might become larger at any time, which was a sign that Feng Fan's state had reached its peak.

Suddenly, a tiny dark cyan air mass inadvertently revealed a corner, causing the cyan droplets in the dantian qi sea cave to diffuse a slightly unusual aura.

Feng Fan's heart was shocked, could it be this air mass. After taking a few slow breaths, Feng Fan settled down. Although he felt a little tired at this time, he didn't dare to stop at all, and finally discovered this unusual aura, if he gave up, it would be equivalent to giving up all his previous efforts.

Feng Fan concentrated that wisp of divine thought, and gradually penetrated towards the place where the dark cyan air mass disappeared, and the cyan droplets spread out to both sides under the control of his divine thought. Finally, the dark cyan air mass was finally revealed.

Feng Fan's divine thoughts were like sharp blades, and the dark cyan air mass suddenly burst out with a ray of light, and Feng Fan's divine thoughts froze. At this time, Feng Fan snorted, and his mind felt as if he had been stabbed by a sharp cone, and the pain was incomparable.

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