Living in the world of cultivation

In the early morning, the Ten Thousand Miles Demon Abyss was silent.

Dozens of large bone boats emerged from the faint mist.

A large number of trial disciples had been waiting here for a long time. When they saw the airship, they cheered and began to gather here.

The trial of the Nine Nether Demon Palace was finally over. For the trial disciples, the six months of suffering had finally come to an end.

One airship after another slowly landed on the ground, and the trial disciples gathered here began to board the boats one after another.

More than a dozen foundation-building monks walked down from the airships.

Hu Yan glanced at the trial disciples around him and frowned immediately.

"Why are they all disciples of the sect? Where are the people from the lower sect?"

The foundation-building monk next to him also felt something was wrong. There was not a single disciple from the lower sect.

"Brother Hu, what's going on? Where are the thousands of disciples from the lower sect?"

Seeing a disciple who was about to board the boat, he grabbed him.

"Where are the disciples from the lower sect? Why can't I see any of them..."

The disciple was stunned for a moment, then said respectfully: "Uncle, I have been in the Dark Mountains and haven't seen any disciples from the lower sect."

Hu Yan was so angry that he glared at him fiercely and then let him go.

He asked several people in succession, and they all gave the same answer. He didn't need to guess that it must be the work of these guys.

Several foundation-building monks came over and whispered in Hu Yan's ear.

"Brother Hu, what should we do?"

"Thousands of people are gone, how can we explain to the people from the lower sect?"

"These stinky boys are too much, at least leave some people behind."

Hu Yan sighed, and his head hurt from worry.

He didn't care about the life and death of the disciples from the lower sect, but it would be too ugly if none of them died.

"Look, there are more people coming..."

Hu Yan and others looked into the distance and saw more than a dozen monks coming out of the mist.

When these people came to the bone boat, they did not come over immediately, but stood there with a vigilant face, as if they were ready to run away at any time.

After looking at the logos on these people's robes, Hu Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He soared into the air and flew over these people.

"The trial is over, why don't you hurry up and get on the boat..."

The lower sect disciples in the distance saw that Hu Yan was a foundation-building cultivator, so they ran to the bone boat.

Then, people kept coming out of the fog, all of them were trial disciples of the lower sect.

There were three or five at least, and more than a dozen at most. Almost everyone was injured, and each one was very embarrassed.

There were less than a thousand lower sect disciples who came here one after another, and Hu Yan and others were relieved.

It was already very good that so many survived.

Even the trial disciples of the upper sect would die at least 30 to 40 percent each time.

At this time, those under Zhou Cheng were guarding outside each bone boat, each holding a jade talisman in their hands.

The jade talisman has a trace of the murderer's breath on it, and as long as he appears, the jade talisman will flash.

Until all the lower sect disciples have boarded the boat, the jade talisman with the murderer's breath has not lit up.

He Bin did not board the boat either. He has been standing under the bone boat, anxiously waiting for Su Fan's arrival.

Zhou Cheng's men are guarding the door of each bone boat. If this kid wants to avoid the Zhou family's interrogation, he must wear the "Ashura Ghost Mask".

He did a little trick on the "Ashura Ghost Mask", and as long as he wears it, he can sense the other party's existence.

He clearly contacted the other party last night, why hasn't he seen this guy yet.

He Bin walked to the side, turned his back to the direction of the bone boat, and took out the communication talisman.

"The bone boat is about to fly, why haven't you come yet."

"I've boarded the boat..."

Hearing Su Fan's reply, He Bin turned around suddenly and stared at the dozen bone boats behind him in amazement.

When did this kid board the boat? Didn't he wear the "Ashura Ghost Mask"?

How did he avoid the Zhou family's interrogation?

Su Fan had already boarded the bone boat. At this moment, he had restored his original appearance and looked disheveled and embarrassed.

A few days ago, he met several lower sect disciples by chance and rushed here with them.

An hour later, Hu Yan looked into the depths of the fog again.

"Everyone board the boat... take off..."

With Hu Yan's shout, the bone boat slowly closed the door, then slowly took off and headed towards Yinshan Pass.

Unlike when they came, the bone boat that came to pick up the trial disciples this time was very large.

In addition, thousands of lower sect disciples suffered heavy casualties, and the entire bone boat seemed very empty.

Su Fan found a deserted place, sat on the ground, leaned against the cabin wall and closed his eyes.

In the distance, a group of upper sect disciples kept looking at these embarrassed lower sect disciples.

They all wanted to know which ruthless person had killed seven upper sect disciples in succession and killed the inner sect master Zhou Cheng.

But no one paid attention to Su Fan. After all, his cultivation was only at the seventh level of Qi training, and no one would associate him with it.

A few days later, the bone boat landed at the bone boat docking point of Yinshan Pass.

When Su Fan got off the bone boat, he saw more than a dozen elders from the lower sect standing in the distance waiting anxiously.

He and a group of trial disciples from Yinluo Sect came to the elders of the sect and found that the senior sister was not there.

Su Fan glanced at the people around him. There were 500 trial disciples when he came, but now there are only 70 or 80 left.

The two foundation building elders of the sect looked very unhappy, and they were so distressed that they almost bled.

Hundreds of inner disciples were gone.

Not only the Yinluo Sect, but also the dozen or so elders of the lower sects also looked angry and unwilling.

But so what, can we still go to Shang Zong to argue with him?

The two elders comforted the disciples one by one, and then led them back to the sect's temporary residence.

Su Fan returned to his stone house and lay down on the kang with his back facing the sky.

It's finally over!

At this time, the messenger talisman around his waist became slightly warm, and he picked it up and took a look.

"You come out later and we'll trade..."

Su Fan rolled his eyes, so worried.

"Let me talk after I get some sleep. I will contact you tomorrow..."

After saying that, he stuffed the messenger talisman into the ring and fell asleep.

I slept until the afternoon of the next day, when I woke up and slept soundly.

Su Fan sat up from the floor and stretched comfortably.

He came to the courtyard and chatted with several disciples.

After some indirect questioning, I found out where my senior sister was going. It turned out that she had already gone to Shangzong.

Su Fan suddenly felt a little empty.

He sighed, took out the messenger charm from the ring, and found that there were already more than a dozen messages left by He Bin.

Su Fan picked up the messenger talisman and said: "I will decide the place for the transaction. I will contact you when I get there..."

After saying that, he walked out of the sect's temporary residence, found a place to change his appearance, and used the "Void Spirit Technique" to change his aura.

After arriving in the city and finding a tavern, Su Fan found a private room on the second floor, ordered a banquet, and started drinking and eating.

After he was full of wine and food, he took out the messenger talisman to send a message to He Bin and told him the specific location.

After a while, He Bin came.

When I saw a table full of leftovers, my face turned pale with anger.

"I left you a message, why didn't you reply to my message..."

Su Fan smiled and said, "You can't just let me sleep peacefully..."

After he finished speaking, he took off an ordinary cloth bag from his waist and threw it to the other party.

He Bin took it, glanced at it with his consciousness, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He carefully put three "Ghost Faced Dove" eggs into a beast bag, and then threw a box over.

Su Fan took it and scanned it with his consciousness. The "Evil Spirit Bone" and Najie were both there.

He put the two things away, then smiled and said: "It's a pleasure to cooperate..."

After Su Fan finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by He Bin.

"I have a clan girl with a good appearance and character. As long as you marry into our He family, I guarantee you..."

After hearing what He Bin said, Su Fan interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"I appreciate your kindness, I'm leaving..."

After hearing Su Fan's words, He Bin stood up immediately.

"You wouldn't think that the Zhou family would just let it go..."

Su Fan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Can they still kill all the surviving disciples of the lower sect?"