Living in the world of cultivation

Wang He's words made Su Fan frown. Who the hell are you? Jindan Zhenren is so great.

You broke into the cave without saying hello, and you are yelling. You really think this is your own home.

But he didn't say anything, and bowed to let the other party into the thatched cottage.

Wang He entered the house and sat cross-legged on the futon. He glanced at Su Fan and waved at him.

"Sit down..."

Su Fan took a deep breath and sat opposite Wang He.

Okay, I won't bother with you.

Su Fan brewed a pot of spiritual tea for Wang He and poured a cup for him.

"I don't know why Master Uncle came here today..."

Wang He took a sip of the teacup and said, "I am Wang He from the Internal Affairs Hall of the Taoist Palace. I came here today..."

When he said this, he suddenly smiled strangely.

"Forget it, I'll tell you straight..."

After Wang He finished speaking, a layer of black magic smoke appeared all over his body. When the smoke dissipated, a strange middle-aged man appeared in front of Su Fan.

This man was wearing a blood-red robe, with a cold face, eyes like hawks, and a deep evil aura emanating from his body.

Su Fan was immediately furious.

What the hell...

Before he could react, he suddenly felt a terrifying breath coming towards him, which instantly turned into an overwhelming momentum, crushing him.

The pair of deep eyes like the starry sky, with a dark pupil that revealed a gloomy and cold meaning like a ghost domain.

In an instant, Su Fan felt that the whole world was turning upside down, as if time and space were intertwined and chaotic, and his soul was so disordered that he seemed to be out of his body at any time.

Damn...

The other party was Yuanying Zhenjun.

Fortunately, this feeling disappeared quickly, and the thatched cottage returned to peace, as if nothing had happened.

Su Fan sat there quietly, not daring to move.

What a joke, facing such a powerful Yuanying Zhenjun, don't even think about resisting.

Whether to live or die depends on his mood.

Could it be that this True Lord came from Miro Heaven? But he has not yet broken through the Golden Core Realm, so he is not qualified to go there at all.

And looking at the behavior of this old Nascent Soul monster, he doesn't look like a cultivator of the Immortal Sect, but an old devil.

Su Fan quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.

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

The Blood Robe Monk laughed and looked up at Su Fan.

"Well... I'm in a good mood..."

After hearing what the Blood Robe Monk said, Su Fan smiled bitterly. What else could he do except to play badly at this time.

"I'm from 'Kunxu Heaven', you get ready and follow me immediately..."

The other party's words were straightforward and could not be resisted at all. Su Fan didn't know how to respond for a while.

It seemed that this person should also come from above.

"Senior, where are we going..."

"Kunxu Heaven..."

This is so fucking...

The other party's behavior is too overbearing. He wants to take him away without saying anything. What's the difference between this and kidnapping.

"Senior, 'Mi Luo Tian' has issued a decree, asking me to..."

Before Su Fan finished speaking, the blood-robed monk waved his hand and interrupted him.

"With your aptitude, the cultivation method you practice is either a magic method or an evil method. If you go to 'Mi Luo Tian', you can't get into the eyes of those hypocrites in the Immortal Sect..."

Well, people have seen through him a long time ago.

But even so, he didn't want to go to "Kunxu Tian" with this guy.

For some reason, Su Fan always felt that this old demon was too evil, and his hair stood up all the time when he stayed next to him.

"Senior, can you say hello to the True Lords of the Dao Palace first..."

Su Fan's words amused the blood-robed monk opposite him.

"Don't worry about it, I will tell them..."

Seeing that Su Fan still didn't move, the blood-robed monk frowned.

"Why...you don't want to..."

The other party glanced at him, and Su Fan felt as if he was falling into an ice cave. He quickly stood up from the ground and bowed respectfully to one side.

Seeing that Su Fan was quite sensible, the blood-robed monk nodded with satisfaction, then waved his hand, and the space in the house rippled, and a circular space passage appeared instantly.

Su Fan felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in a wilderness.

The blood-robed monk took out a black boat about an inch long and threw it into the air. In an instant, it grew bigger against the wind and turned into a black flying boat several feet in size.

The boat was pitch black, as if it was made of cold black iron, exuding a cold and heavy atmosphere, and its shape was like a scimitar, sharp and angular.

"Go up..."

The blood-robed monk said, and walked in first.

Su Fan sighed helplessly and followed him onto the flying boat.

He never thought of escaping at all. He was like an ant in front of this old demon in the Nascent Soul stage, and all his means were in vain.

The interior of the flying boat was simple and simple, with almost no decoration, and even the color tone was dark and gloomy, revealing a cold and chilling atmosphere.

The blood-robed monk led him to the door of a cabin, and he pushed it open.

"You can live here..."

He ignored Su Fan and turned away.

Su Fan glanced at the back of the blood-robed monk, sighed, and walked into the cabin.

This square closed cabin has a circumference of about five meters, with black walls on all four sides. Except for a cushion in the middle, it is empty.

At this time, the boat body shook slightly, and then the flying boat slowly lifted into the air and headed towards an unknown direction.

Su Fan was a little panicked. Are you leaving now?

No, I have to tell the palace the news and see if there is any way to save it.

He quickly took off the jade messenger charm from his waist and hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether the devil would stop him from sending the message.

Su Fan knew in his heart that no move he made at this moment could escape the eyes of the True Lord.

No matter what, just do whatever you want.

Su Fan was cruel and sent a message to Elder Wei Feng.

"Uncle Master, a True Lord found me and wanted to take me to 'Kunxu Heaven'..."

"What...say it again..."

It wasn't until Su Fan repeated it that Wei Feng realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Don't worry, I will contact Zhenjun Ye Hua from Dao Palace right away..."

After hearing Elder Wei Feng's reply, Su Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's not too late now. If the Taoist Palace's True Lords take action at this time, they will definitely be able to stop Feizhou.

The blood bubble monk walked into a cabin and sat cross-legged on the futon in the middle of the cabin.

He took out a miniature formation disk from the ring, stretched out his hand and touched it, and the formation disk gave off a faint gleam of dark light.

Immediately afterwards, the shadow of a monk popped up on the miniature array disk.

"Have you found the person..."

The blood-robed monk nodded and said, "I found it. When will you arrive..."

"Tomorrow at noon, we will meet at the space passage point..."

"Old Song, I think this guy's qualifications are pretty bad. Why are you looking for him? You have to give me a try..."

"He participated in the Time and Space Arena. I saw that the young master was quite interested in him. I happened to be passing by the Xuanluo Realm this time, so I wanted to take him back and let the young master have a look..."

Hearing the other party mention the young master, the blood-robed monk curled his lips.

"There are so many good talents if you don't find them. If you have to find one like this, it would be strange for the young master to take your fancy..."

"Don't underestimate this kid. He killed more than twenty demon monks from Daluotian in the time and space arena. It is said that he was spotted by Milatian's Chunyang Sect, and the skills he practiced came from Tongyou. Heaven’s Demon God Sect.”

The blood-robed monk was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that this kid would be able to do this for a while.

"No matter how good he is in fighting and killing, the breakthrough to the Golden Core will come to an end. Why bother with that..."

"Anyway, it's an easy thing. If the young master doesn't like him, just throw him into the plane battlefield. Anyway, he is quite capable of fighting..."

The blood-robed monk was about to reply when his eyes suddenly froze.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we meet..."

At this time, several figures appeared in the distant sky.

After saying that, he put the miniature array disk into the Najie, sneered, and suddenly disappeared into the flying boat.

Su Fan sat cross-legged in the cabin, feeling extremely anxious.

If the Nascent Soul Lords from the Dao Palace hadn't rushed over, it would have been too late.

At this time, the flying boat seemed to have stopped.

Su Fan suddenly became energetic. Could it be that several True Lords from the Fire Cloud Dao Palace came and intercepted the flying boat.

Thinking of this, he became excited.

Even though he was facing an old Nascent Soul Demon, the True Lords from the Fire Cloud Dao Palace couldn't fight him, but after all, there were so many people, so they could take him back anyway.

But Su Fan waited for a long time, and there was no battle between the true kings outside as he thought.

After a while, the flying boat started up again and continued to roar forward.

Su Fan was stunned for a moment, what was going on.

At this time, the message jade talisman on his waist vibrated, and he quickly took off the jade talisman.

"Su Fan, Zhenjun Ye Hua just sent a message, asking you to go to Kunxu Heaven to practice hard, without any slack..."

What the hell...

You guys, a bunch of Nascent Soul Lords, can't even stop a Demon Lord Lord, so what the hell are you doing to eat.

"Uncle Master, shouldn't I go to the Immortal Sect of Miluo Tian? What's the point of going to Kunxu Tian..."

Elder Wei Feng was silent for a while before replying with a message.

"Su Fan, don't think about Miluo Heaven. Remember, it's your destiny to go to Kunxu Heaven..."

Go to hell.

Thanks to me, you are obviously cowardly and don't dare to provoke others.

It can be seen from the devil's behavior that "Kunxu Tian" is definitely not a good place.

"Su Fan, take care of yourself..."

After Elder Wei Feng finished speaking, he cut off the jade talisman that conveyed the message. Su Fan could no longer contact him if he tried to contact him.

It's over now.

Su Fan quickly took off another jade messenger from his waist, but he didn't know what to say for a long time.

After a while, he sent a message.

"Senior sister, I'm leaving. I'm afraid I won't be able to come back soon..."

"Qing Huan, take care of my daughter for me..."

Su Fan sent dozens of messages one after another, saying everything he needed to say.

He knew in his heart that after leaving Xuanluo Realm this time, he might not know when he would come back.

Su Fan finished sending the message and put away the jade charm.

At this moment, he felt a little disappointed. It had been almost ten years since he traveled to this world of cultivation. Apart from the three of them, there was no one he cared about.

He was not mentally prepared at all, so he left Xuanluo Realm in a daze.

Su Fan finally realized how helpless it was to be manipulated, and he didn't even think about resisting.

People are like swordsmen, and I am fish and meat. I am controlled by others and slaughtered by others.

Too tired.

For the first time in his life, he had an extremely strong desire for power.

Su Fan was extremely angry about his weakness. If he had a powerful strength that surpassed tens of millions of people, how could he fall to this situation now?

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, if you don’t have a strong power, you don’t even have the qualifications to lie down comfortably.

Thinking of this, a boundless resentment rose from his heart and rushed to the top of his head in an instant.

At this moment, Su Fan’s eyes were red as blood, and his whole body was filled with rich blood, whistling and rolling wildly in the cabin.

The inner demon that had been almost wiped out took root in his heart again.

At this time, the "Purple Heart Mysterious Water Jade Pendant" on Su Fan’s chest shook slightly, and a cool breath spread instantly.

He pulled the jade pendant off and put it into the ring.

Since the birth of the evil thought, this is the first time that Su Fan has allowed the inner demon to spread wantonly in his body, and he has deliberately fueled the flames, making the evil thought grow stronger and stronger.

Let the evil way be the evil way.

As long as he can make himself stronger, he would not hesitate to fall into the abyss of no return, even if he turned into a demon.

He took a deep breath and slowly suppressed his extremely angry emotions.

Su Fan secretly made a vow that he must become a powerful existence that everyone looks up to in his lifetime.

At this time, the blood-robed monk in the cabin next to him suddenly frowned.

The devilish thoughts in this kid's heart are so strong.

The real devil cultivator is talking about pointing directly to the heart and acting according to his will.

With murderous aura, he has a heart as hard as stone, and he will not waver in the face of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

And the devilish thoughts are also the lifelong enemy of every devil cultivator. If you are not careful, you will go wrong.

This kid's devilish thoughts are so strong that sooner or later, he will become a walking corpse who acts on instinct and only knows how to kill.

The blood-robed monk originally looked down on Su Fan, and now that he feels the strong devilish thoughts in his heart, he is even more dismissive of Su Fan.

The flying boat sailed for a day and stopped in the sky.

At noon the next day, the door of the cabin was pushed open and the blood-robed monk walked in.

"It's time to go..."

Su Fan, who was sitting cross-legged there, nodded slowly and stood up from the ground.

For some reason, the blood-robed monk felt that the boy's temperament had changed a lot, and he was in a completely different state from yesterday.

But he didn't think about anything else, turned around and walked out of the cabin, and then opened the door of the flying boat.

When Su Fan came to the door, he saw a huge flying boat hundreds of feet long quietly floating in the air in the distance.

This flying boat was also as black as ink, and the boat body was spindle-shaped, covered with dense runes. Every knife fell like a magical work, and the obscure lines were precisely arranged, which was amazing.

Su Fan was about to sacrifice the "Qingmu Yufeng Shuttle" and was ready to fly over with the flying magic weapon.

Before he could make any move, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and the wind whistled in his ears. When he opened his eyes again, he was already on the huge flying boat opposite.

"Bang..."

With a dull bang, the hatch behind Su Fan closed.

Several black-robed monks on the flying boat saw the blood-robed old demon and bowed to him.

"Welcome to the Thousand Illusion Demon Lord..."

The blood-robed monk nodded slightly, then glanced at Su Fan.

"Find him a place to stay..."

After he finished speaking, he ignored everyone and left here.

Until the figure of the Thousand Illusion Demon Lord disappeared, several black-robed monks stood up straight, and the leader, a foundation-building monk, came to Su Fan.

"Come with me..."

Su Fan followed the other party along the long corridor and came to the end of the corridor.

Turning around the corner in front, the view in front of him suddenly opened up, and a hall several dozen feet long came into Su Fan's sight.

At this time, many monks had gathered here, standing in groups of three or five. When they saw Su Fan, they all cast unfriendly eyes.

He didn't need to guess that this flying boat was full of cruel and violent demon cultivators, who should all come from small planes like Xuanluo Realm.

Su Fan lowered his head, not looking at these people, and followed the black-robed monk closely.

They came to a counter beside the hall, took a drop of Su Fan's blood, and then gave him a black jade talisman.

After registering their identities, the black-robed monk took Su Fan to the door of a cabin, pushed open the cabin door and walked in.

This cabin was not big, only more than 20 square meters in size. Several monks saw them and stood up from the ground.

The black-robed monk glanced at Su Fan and pointed to an empty space on the ground.

"This is your berth. Killing is not allowed on the flying boat. If there is an irreconcilable hatred between each other, you can sign a life and death sign and go to the secret realm for a life and death duel."

After the black-robed monk finished speaking, he turned around and left the cabin.

Su Fan smiled. From what the other party said, he thought that anything could be done here except killing people.