Living in the world of cultivation

After five months of sailing, the bone boat finally arrived at the destination of this trial, the Ten Thousand Mile Demon Abyss.

As the huge bone boat slowly descended, the five hundred trial disciples of Yinluo Sect walked down the bone boat one after another.

Su Fan followed the crowd down the bone boat and came to a huge square.

This is a bone boat docking point, with dozens of huge bone boats parked around. Many people gathered in the square, which seemed noisy.

The three foundation-building elders of Yinluo Sect were negotiating with a black-robed monk. It seemed that the negotiation between the two sides was not going smoothly.

The other party should be a disciple of Jiuyou Demon Palace, with a late stage of Qi training.

But he did not show any respect to the three foundation-building predecessors of Yinluo Sect, and he was also arrogant.

In front of so many disciples of the sect, the three elders felt very embarrassed.

The middle-aged foundation-building elder who led the team was obviously a little angry and quarreled with the other party.

But this disciple of the upper sect did not give any face at all, and kept a stern face, not taking the three foundation-building seniors seriously at all.

The scene was deadlocked here for a while, until a foundation-building elder of the upper sect came and the atmosphere eased.

The elder of the upper sect looked polite, but did not reprimand the black-clothed disciple, and did not even have the intention of pretending.

Su Fan could not help but sigh that the disciples of the upper sect were really crazy.

The five hundred trial disciples of the Yinluo Sect also watched all this silently, and there was a sense of resentment around them.

Although they knew that they would definitely be troubled when they came to the upper sect for the trial this time.

But no matter what, they did not expect that the sect's foundation-building elder would be contradicted by a disciple of the upper sect in the late stage of Qi training.

What is a slap in the face? This is it.

People treat the foundation-building elder so slowly, and they must not take them, the trial disciples, seriously.

All the disciples of the Yinluo Sect had gloomy faces.

Many people looked worried and worried about the upcoming trial.

This time in the Demon Abyss, the upper sect disciples were brutal and would definitely kill them without mercy if they met the lower sect disciples.

Near the docking point of this bone boat, there is a huge fortress "Yinshan Pass".

"Yinshan Pass" was built on the mountain. The black wall was nearly ten feet high. The surface was mottled and covered with rusty iron spikes and hooks, which looked very old.

There were many guards standing on the wall, wearing the same standard armor, with rune prohibitions engraved on the armor, which was equivalent to a powerful defensive magic weapon.

According to Master Yu Fu, these guards were magic soldiers refined by various demon sects through secret methods.

These magic soldiers were mortals without spiritual roots, but their bodies were strong. They could not only activate magic talismans, but also use magic soldiers, but their lifespan was only sixty years.

After entering the city, the architectural style in the city seemed very rough, the streets were bumpy, and the houses on both sides were built with huge stones. There was no decoration on the outside, giving people a very hard feeling.

Fortunately, there are shops and hotels in the city, and business is booming.

There are many people in the city. From the logo on the robes, it can be seen that they are all trial disciples from various lower sects.

Su Fan and his companions were led to a huge courtyard with very simple facilities. There were only rows of stone houses neatly arranged.

The disciples of Yinluo Sect each chose a nearby stone house, put it in a simple way, and went to the city in groups of three or five.

The long journey of five months made these disciples who participated in the trial feel suffocated.

Su Fan didn't want to wander around the city, so he should practice hard.

He also found a stone house. It was not big, only ten feet square, empty and covered with dust.

He took out a cleaning talisman and cleaned the stone house.

Then he took out a cushion and put it on the ground, sitting cross-legged on it.

It may be because it is close to the Ten Thousand Miles Demon Abyss, because it has become a place without spirits.

Therefore, the concentration of spiritual energy here is very average, which is equivalent to the level of Shaoyang Market.

In desperation, Su Fan had to take out the spirit gathering array, then press the spirit stone, and start practicing Hunyuan Gong.

After the ninth turn of Gong Xing, he started to brush the proficiency of spells.

It is about to enter the Ten Thousand Miles Demon Abyss, and it is better to sharpen the gun before the battle.

In the evening, the senior sister came secretly again.

The conditions here are simple, so they dare not indulge themselves anymore, and can only snuggle together and chat.

"I am really angry to death, this group of disciples from the upper sect are too arrogant..."

The senior sister was also very angry today, and she complained to Su Fan, scolding the upper sect disciple for being disrespectful.

After all, in front of so many disciples from the sect, being humiliated by a Qi training disciple would make anyone angry.

Su Fan did not speak, but just listened silently.

Who let him be the upper sect? The master was so powerful back then, but he was still calculated by others and his realm dropped to the foundation building stage.

The Nine Nether Demon Palace is a Yuanying Sect. In this world of cultivation, no one will reason with you. Strength is the only hard truth.

"Come with me to the city..."

"It's better not to. It will be bad if someone sees us..."

"What are you afraid of? I don't care..."

"I care. How can I live if it gets out? People who don't know will think I'm your lover..."

"You bastard... I'll strangle you to death..."

In the end, Su Fan couldn't resist the pull of his senior sister, so he had to follow her into the city.

The senior sister changed her clothes and put on a black gauze hat to cover her appearance.

The two came to a restaurant. Just as they were about to go up, they saw several people coming down from above. They were all seniors in the foundation-building period.

Su Fan lowered his head quickly and stood behind his senior sister.

At this time, a female cultivator came down the stairs.

The female cultivator was beautiful and elegant, with beautiful eyes like bright stars and a graceful body. She was beautiful in every way.

The black skirt was not stained with dust, and the soft skirt swayed lightly, as if she would fly to the fairyland at any time.

Su Fan glanced at her and was stunned.

Isn't this Gu Qinghuan? How could she be here?

Su Fan lowered his head quickly and took a half step back behind his senior sister, fearing that she would recognize him.

Although he is now an inner disciple of Yinluo Sect, he doesn't have to be afraid of her like before.

But he was really too scumbag to pull out his pendant and run away.

Is this what a man does?

So when he saw Gu Qinghuan again, Su Fan felt guilty.

Su Fan followed his senior sister upstairs only after Gu Qinghuan and others walked past them.

Gu Qinghuan took a few steps, suddenly turned his head, looked at Su Fan who was going upstairs, and his face suddenly turned cold.

Coming to the second floor, Su Fan patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

I was scared to death!

There were not many diners upstairs, and the two found a seat by the window and asked the waiter to order a table of spiritual dishes.

Su Fan picked up the wine pot and poured a glass of spiritual wine for his senior sister.

He picked up the wine glass and was about to toast his senior sister, but found that Gu Qinghuan was standing not far away, looking at him with cold eyes.