Living in the world of cultivation

At noon, Su Fan slowly opened his eyes.

He rubbed his swollen and painful head and wanted to get up from the ground, but finally lay down.

Last night, Su Fan and Lao Ye drank all night, and the spirit wine seemed to be free. Anyway, the floor of the room was full of empty wine jars.

Su Fan turned over and sat cross-legged on the ground, using his power to dissolve the alcohol.

"Hu..."

After a while, he exhaled a long breath of alcohol and felt refreshed.

In fact, when a cultivator drinks, he can easily use his magic power to dissolve the alcohol, but in this way, he will lose the feeling of being full of hearty.

Only by completely restraining the spiritual power around the body can one truly appreciate the dizzy and excited pleasure after drinking.

Last night, the two of them chatted all night, as if they were back to the small courtyard in Shaoyang Market when they were there, talking about everything without any scruples.

It turned out that Lao Ye was back again, which made Su Fan very happy.

Su Fan couldn't say it well, anyway, this guy's previous state was indeed a little wrong, and it felt that his temperament had completely changed.

Maybe he is still a sword cultivator, but he doesn't have the same enthusiasm as before.

How could a person like Lao Ye disappear in the vast sea of ​​people?

Sooner or later, he will soar into the sky and become an existence that everyone looks up to.

Of course, the road of sword cultivation is lonely and long.

Only by moving forward courageously, overcoming all obstacles, and cutting off all fetters with one sword, can one go on.

There is nothing else in the heart of a sword cultivator except the sword, and he is destined to be lonely all his life.

Before Lao Ye left last night, he crushed all the jade talismans in front of him, went to the battlefield alone, and prepared to go deep into the front line.

In the days to come, he will walk on the edge of crisis and touch death.

In the great terror between life and death, he realized the true meaning of sword cultivation.

This guy even crushed Su Fan's jade talisman, saying that if you want to know his news in the future, just look for his name on the Demon Slayer List.

Alas...

This guy is a sword madman.

Su Fan couldn't stop him, and didn't know how to persuade him.

All right, let him do whatever he wants.

Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by heaven.

Before the two of them parted, Su Fan searched the ring for a long time, but couldn't find anything to give him.

Although Su Fan had a lot of good things in his hands, sword cultivators looked down on external things.

After thinking about it, he found a few precious refining materials from the ring, and took out a large piece of evil spirit bone to give to Lao Ye.

If there is a chance in the future, let him integrate these precious refining materials and evil spirit bone powder into his flying sword.

Su Fan sat cross-legged on the futon for a while, and got up from the ground.

He took out the "Ashura Ghost Mask" from the ring, changed his body shape, and then left the cave.

Su Fan came to the cave of Qingyu Zhenren and knocked on the formation in front of the door.

"Come in..."

Su Fan walked into the cave of Qingyu Zhenren and saw the old man sitting cross-legged there brewing tea.

"Senior, I'm back..."

Seeing Su Fan's changed appearance, the old man was stunned for a moment, but then he looked at him with a look of satisfaction, and smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Sit down..."

After he said that, he poured a cup of spiritual tea and placed it in front of Su Fan.

Su Fan quickly took it with both hands and said, "Senior, I want to tell you something..."

"Go ahead..."

Su Fan thought for a moment and said, "I want to take a few days off from you to visit a friend..."

Qingyu Zhenren was stunned after hearing this, but immediately thought of something.

He shook his head and said, "If it were anyone else, this wouldn't be a big deal, but you are different. Now without the nod of Dao Palace Zhenjun, no one dares to agree to you..."

After the old man finished speaking, he thought for a while and said, "It just so happens that Hongda Zhenjun and Haodong Zhenjun of Dao Palace have just issued a decree to summon you. You should talk to them."

After listening to Qingyu Zhenren's words, Su Fan nodded.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself, because of his performance in the time and space arena, Huoyun Dao Palace should be afraid that he would be lured away by other sects.

"That's fine, I'll go to pay my respects to the two True Lords..."

Su Fan, led by Qingyu Zhenren, drove the magic weapon to a temporary cave behind the battle line.

This place used to be the immortal gate of a certain immortal sect, and it was requisitioned as soon as the war started.

When he came to the cave of the two True Lords of Huoyun Dao Palace, the old man stretched out his hand and pointed to the thatched cottage in the distance.

"Go, the two True Lords are waiting for you..."

After saying this, Qingyu Zhenren patted Su Fan on the shoulder, then turned and left.

Su Fan glanced at the thatched cottages in the distance, took a deep breath, and walked over.

It was the first time he was summoned by Yuanying Zhenjun, and it would be a lie to say that he was not nervous.

When Su Fan came to the thatched cottage, he saw two old men sitting in the small courtyard in front of the thatched cottage playing chess.

He came to the outside of the small courtyard and respectfully bowed to the two True Lords.

"Disciple Su Fan, I pay my respects to the True Lord..."

"Come in..."

An old man in the courtyard looked up at him and waved at him.

Su Fan hurried over and stood respectfully in front of them, not even daring to raise his head.

It's not that he's timid, it's human nature to admire the strong.

Facing two such powerful beings, one must have a heart of awe.

"Don't be nervous, come and sit..."

After hearing what the other party said, Su Fan raised his head and secretly looked at the two True Lords.

To be honest, the two True Lords did not leave a deep impression on him.

These two old men were dressed in cloth and hemp shoes. There was no spiritual energy flowing out of their bodies. They were really simple and indifferent, just like the old people in the secular world.

One had an elegant temperament and a long beard, and the other was short and skinny, looking like he would fall down if the wind blew.

"Can you play chess? Let's play a game..." The elegant old man looked at Su Fan gently.

Su Fan hurriedly shook his head and replied respectfully: "Disciple can't..."

The skinny old man was not happy at the time and said: "Why are you asking other people's children? This game has not been finished yet. You want to cheat again, right? No way..."

"Humph... You think I'm afraid of you? It's not certain who will win or lose..."

The two old men started to quarrel over a game of chess, and Su Fan next to them almost laughed.

These two old monsters are too out of tune.

The two true masters quarreled for a long time before they finished a game of chess, and in the end, no one won.

The skinny old man scratched the chessboard and said angrily: "Hmph... come again..."

The elegant old man was not annoyed and stroked a strand of his long beard with his hand.

"Why come? The child has been waiting here for a long time..."

The skinny old man glared at the other party, turned his head and looked at Su Fan, with a smile in his eyes.

"Well... this child is good, I like him..."

After the skinny old man finished speaking, he nodded with a smile and glanced at another Zhenjun next to him.

"I like this child very much..."

The elegant old man listened and asked: "If you like him, you can accept him as your disciple..."

"Hehe...child, are you willing to be my disciple..."

After hearing the words of the skinny old man, Su Fan knelt down and kowtowed to the other party without thinking.

"Disciple, meet the master..."

How could Su Fan be unwilling? He is not lacking in mind.

The skinny old man didn't know where he took out a ring and threw it to Su Fan.

"Take it and play with it..."

"Disciple, thank you, Master..."

Su Fan quickly took the ring and kowtowed respectfully.

The skinny old man nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the elegant old man opposite.

"Hurry up, a gift for meeting..."

The elegant old man smiled and shook his head, pointing at the skinny old man.

"You guy, you need to tell me..."

After he finished speaking, he also took out a ring and handed it to Su Fan.

Su Fan quickly took it with both hands, and did not dare to use his spiritual sense to check the contents of the two rings, so he could only hold it carefully in his hands.

The skinny old man smiled and looked at Su Fan, and waved at him.

"You go first, and when we return to the sect, we will talk again..."

Su Fan quickly stood up and bowed respectfully to the two of them.

"Master, tomorrow I want to visit a friend, I..."

Before he finished speaking, the skinny old man waved his hand.

"Go if you want..."

Su Fan came out of the thatched cottage and saw Qingyu Zhenren waiting for him. Seeing him come out, he hurriedly greeted him excitedly.

"Boy, how is it..."

Su Fan smiled and said, "A Zhenjun took a liking to me and accepted me as his disciple..."

"What..."

Qingyu Zhenren's eyes widened. He couldn't believe it.

For a new foreign disciple like Su Fan, even if Huoyun Dao Palace wanted to win him over, they would not let him become a disciple of Yuanying Zhenjun.

"Which Zhenjun did you become a disciple of..."

Su Fan didn't know who the skinny old man was, so he described his appearance to Qingyu Zhenren.

Qingyu Zhenren nodded and said, "Congratulations, you became a disciple of Hongda Zhenjun. He is famous for protecting his shortcomings..."

After listening to the old man's words, Su Fan knew the name of his master.

"Your luck is second to none..."

Su Fan chuckled and said, "I didn't expect such an opportunity to come. Master said he liked me..."

Qingyu Zhenren sighed. This kid's future is going to be a step up.

No matter who it is, once he becomes a disciple of Yuanying Zhenjun, he can at least walk sideways in the Central Plains.

After Su Fan said goodbye to Qingyu Zhenren, he returned to his cave.

He sat cross-legged on the futon and took out the rings given to him by the two Zhenjuns. This was a meeting gift from Yuanying Zhenjun.

Su Fan's eyes condensed, and his consciousness swept over the two hundred-square rings. Looking at the things in the rings, he was so happy that he was stupid.

After all, he was Yuanying Zhenjun, and the meeting gift was so extraordinary.

The meeting gift given to him by Master Hongda Zhenjun was very simple. There were only six top-grade flying swords in the rings, and the quality was extremely extraordinary.

The old man must have seen the "Tan Lang Po Jun Qi Sha Sword Formation" he used, and directly supplemented him with nine top-grade flying swords.

He also hoped that when he controlled this sword formation in the future, he would be able to use nine swords at the same time, and the power could be at least increased several times.

It's just a pity that with Su Fan's current soul strength, it is indeed a bit difficult to control nine top-grade flying swords at once.

But this is not the point, the point is the six top-grade flying swords.

Even for the disciples of a super sword sect like Lingxiao Sword Sect, it is difficult to collect nine top-grade flying swords.

The first flying sword of each super sword sect disciple is the flying sword in the sect's sword tomb that automatically recognizes the master.

All the flying swords of sword cultivators are completely different from ordinary magic weapon flying swords. Even for a master of weapon making, refining a top-grade flying sword depends on luck.

The precious materials needed to refine a top-grade flying sword alone can make a sword cultivator bankrupt.

It seems that the meeting gift the old man gave him should have been prepared a long time ago. Accepting him as a student was not a whim, but had been planned for a long time.

The meeting gift given to him by True Lord Haodong was much more affordable.

There are all kinds of third-level immortal talismans, top-quality spiritual weapons, and high-quality elixirs inside. There are a lot of them.

To be honest, for a Nascent Soul Lord, such a greeting gift is quite tacky.

But Su Fan likes it, the cheesier the better.

Early the next morning, not long after Su Fan got up, the formation outside was touched.

He immediately frowned. Master Qingyu arranged this place for him, and no one else knew about it.

Su Fan opened the formation of the cave and saw a Jindan master wearing the robe of Huoyundao Palace standing outside.

"Disciple Su Fan, meet my uncle..."

He bowed respectfully to the other party, and then let the real person into the cave.

"I am Wei Feng from the sect's Internal Affairs Hall. Congratulations to my nephew for joining the sect of Uncle Hongda..."

Wei Feng and Su Fan exchanged polite words before asking for his identity jade talisman.

"Originally, when my nephew became the disciple of Uncle Hongda, the sect was going to hold a ceremony. But now, we have to keep everything simple. Please don't mind, my nephew..."

Of course Su Fan wouldn't mind, he wished no one knew about it.

"Uncle Master is too polite, how could the disciple mind..."

Wei Feng helped Su Fan re-register his identity, not only replaced him with a more exquisite jade talisman, but also collected his blood essence and a trace of his soul to record.

Now he is already an elite disciple, and he is also one of his own in Huoyundao Palace.

The elite disciples of the super sect are not ordinary people. Even the foundation building and golden elixir cultivators from other small sects have to be polite when they see them.

Every elite disciple of Huoyundao Palace will leave a "soul lamp" in the sect.

The "soul lamp" is a magic lamp that is lit with blood and essence as oil and soul as a sickle.

As long as there is a "soul lamp", the sect can determine the disciple's life or death based on the brightness of the lamp, and can roughly locate the disciple's location.

In addition to the elite disciples, only Jindan Zhenren in Huoyun Dao Palace would leave a "soul lamp" inside the door.

Su Fan laughed to himself. He has been in the world of cultivation for so many years, but he has only managed to make it today.

After seeing off Master Wei Feng from the Internal Affairs Hall, Su Fan simply packed up and left the cave.

He came to a nearby square, took out the messenger jade talisman and contacted Chen Chang of Taixu Immortal Sect. The other party received his message and came over quickly.

"Senior brother, I've kept you waiting for a long time..."

He just sent a message, and you're here in less than two minutes. I've been waiting for a long time.

"Junior brother, I'm sorry to trouble you this time..."

Chen Chang waved his hand and said: "Senior brother, what are you talking about? It's just a trivial matter. Junior brother, I still have some connections in Taixu Immortal Sect..."

I just want you to help lead the way, no need for connections.

Unexpectedly, Su Fan thought of things simply. If he wanted to go to the Taixu Immortal Sect's sphere of influence at this time, it would be quite troublesome if there was no one to lead him.

Anyway, according to the formal channels, if you want to transmit across regions, you have to go through a lot of procedures.

Chen Chang led Su Fan to a nearby teleportation circle. He waved his identity jade talisman at several disciples on duty.

When the other party saw his identity jade talisman, they immediately became respectful and quickly opened the teleportation formation for them.

As a dazzling light lit up, that familiar feeling of dizziness came again.

When Su Fan opened his eyes, the two of them were already in a huge palace. In the middle of the palace was a huge teleportation array.

Chen Changchong showed his identity to the disciples on duty here and walked out of the hall easily.

It was only then that Su Fan realized that Chen Chang's identity in Taixu Immortal Sect might not be that simple.

"Brother, let's find a place to settle down first. I have already made arrangements for the evening..."

The two of them had just taken a ride on the teleportation array and had to rest for a night anyway.

Although Su Fan didn't want to owe a favor, he had already helped him so much, so he had the nerve to refuse, so he had no choice but to agree.

Chen Chang took off a jade messenger charm from his waist, picked it up and sent a message.

"Old He, what are you doing..."

"What else can I do, just mess around..."

"I have arrived at your territory..."

"Really, just wait, I'll be there soon..."

Not long after Chen Chang put away the message jade talisman, he saw a chubby figure running over from a distance.

This man was tall, with a fair, plump face, but kind eyes.

"Xiao Chen, you didn't say hello in advance when you came over..."

After saying this, the man glanced at Su Fan and nodded to him with a smile.

"This is..."

Chen Chang glanced at Su Fan, and when he saw him shaking his head imperceptibly, he suddenly understood.

"This is Senior Brother Su, from Huoyun Dao Palace..."

After he finished speaking, he introduced the visitor to Su Fan.

"This is He Yuanguang, my little boy..."

Su Fan quickly raised his hand to the other party and said: "This is our first meeting, please take care of me..."

He Yuanguang waved his hand boldly and laughed: "Xiao Chen's friends are my friends. Let's go. I will help you find a place to live first..."

The two of them followed He Yuanguang and walked out of the square. Just as they were about to walk out of the square, Su Fan suddenly saw a familiar figure.