Living in the world of cultivation

In the early morning, the coldness of early spring and the dew at night began to subside, and the pale golden mist shrouded the green mountains, filled with aura, like a fairyland.

Su Fan sat cross-legged by the pool outside the thatched cottage, practicing the "Hunyuan Qi Sutra".

After nine rounds of power, he slowly opened his eyes, and then exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

"Master, it's time to eat..."

At this time, Sister Zhen, who was busy in the yard, called out to him.

Su Fan stood up from the pool, picked up the oil lamp magic weapon next to him, and then came to sit down at the dining table in the yard.

He placed the oil lamp magic weapon on the table, took the bowl of spiritual rice porridge handed over by Sister Zhen and ate it.

"Boy, that guy is all gone..."

After hearing what Evil Buddha Wang De said, Su Fan chuckled.

"Senior, why didn't your tricks work this time? It's been a few days..."

"This guy's status in the 'Wuyi Dao' should be quite high. He has been banned from the sea of ​​consciousness. Once the secret is revealed, his soul will be destroyed..."

Su Fan frowned. This old devil had some skills.

Listening to what he meant, he actually broke the restriction in the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness. This is not an ordinary method.

A restriction placed on a monk's sea of ​​consciousness is nothing new in this world of cultivation.

The monks who have been banned are all people in various sects, families or some underground organizations who are in relatively sensitive and important positions. The actual purpose is to avoid leaking secrets.

"Senior, how did you break through the restrictions in his sea of ​​consciousness..."

"Haha...just some minor skills, not worth mentioning..."

This old guy has so many trump cards.

Anyway, he wouldn't reveal anything to anyone except when absolutely necessary.

"How did you gain from this guy..."

"Haha... This guy knows a lot. Just the information about dozens of core members I got from him..."

After he finished speaking, a thought came over him, and Su Fan felt that a lot of information suddenly poured into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Su Fan kept checking various messages in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the more he read, the more surprised he became.

It may be that the senior officials of "Wu Yi Dao" have placed restrictions on Xiao He Tianzun's sea of ​​consciousness, so they are not afraid of him leaking secrets.

Evil Buddha Wang De obtained a large amount of information about the "Wu Yi Dao" from Xiao He Tianzun, and much of the information was of great value.

This also surprised Su Fan.

The identities of the core members of "Wu Yi Dao" are very secret. Even with the intelligence support of "Huangquan Tower" and "Ruyi Pavilion", he currently only has the identities of more than thirty core members of "Wu Yi Dao".

But this only revealed the identities of more than thirty core members of the "Wu Yi Dao", but there was very little detailed information about these people.

In fact, if you want to retaliate against "Wu Yi Dao", the most difficult thing is how to find these core members.

Just killing the peripheral gangs and evil cultivators will not be able to shake the foundation of the "Wu Yi Dao".

"Thank you, senior..."

"Why are you thanking me? Anyway, I have nothing to do. I just treat these guys as a pastime..."

Evil Buddha Wang De is indeed quite perverted.

Everyone in the "Wu Yi Dao" fell into his hands and was unlucky, and life was worse than death.

At this time, a jade talisman on Su Fan's waist vibrated slightly.

He took off the jade charm from his waist and took a look and found that it was a message from Xue Ming of "Huangquan Tower".

"Xie Gu, you are quite ruthless. 'Wu Yi Dao' has not suffered such a big loss in many years..." This is where we are, this is just the beginning.

"I just killed a few core members, so it won't have any impact on the 'Wu Yi Dao'..."

"Brother, there are only a few hundred core members of the Wu Yi Dao in the entire Wuyoutian. You killed seven of them at once. According to the information from our Huangquan Tower, the Wu Yi Dao is now very popular. People are panicking..."

"This is just the beginning, I'm tired of them..."

"Be careful lately. The 'Wu Yi Dao' has issued a reward for you. It is said that many people in the Demon Burial Mountains are looking for you..."

"By the way, is there any information about the "Forgotten River Palace" and the Celestial Clan recently? The news of my appearance in Wuyoutian has been spread for so long, but they haven't made any movement. I feel like something is wrong..."

"What you said makes me feel a little strange, so let me help you collect information about them..."

Su Fan chatted with Xue Ming for a few more words, and then put away the jade talisman of "Huangquan Tower".

He frowned and thought for a while, then took off the jade talisman of "Ruyi Pavilion" from his waist and sent a message to Qin Yu.

"Help me collect information about the 'Forgotten Palace' and the Celestial Race..."

"Okay, no problem... Fellow Taoist, do you suspect that the people from the 'Forgotten Palace' and the Celestial Race have arrived in Wuyoutian..."

"Don't you think it's strange? I've been in Wuyoutian for so long and I don't have any information about them..."

He has been thinking about this for the past few days because it is so unreasonable.

To say that "Forgotten Palace" and the Celestial Clan have stopped fighting against him, he definitely doesn't believe it.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

Su Fan guessed that the people in "Forgotten Palace" and the Celestial Race must not be holding anything back.

Now he is carrying out crazy revenge against "Wu Yi Dao". If people from "Wangchuan Palace" and the Celestial Race make a sneak attack on him at this time, he may suffer a big loss.

After finishing his breakfast, Su Fan left the secret realm and came to the guest room outside.

Now he has returned to the Western Regions, changed his identity, and settled in an inconspicuous small market.

He strolled on the street of the market for a while, and then found a teahouse on the street.

Su Fan sat by the window, ordered a pot of spiritual tea and snacks, and drank leisurely.

At this time, his eyes condensed and suddenly frowned.

He saw a handsome monk, who was walking on the street outside the teahouse, looking up at him with a smile.

This is...

The person on the street was none other than Luo Xiwen.

In order to avoid being traced by others, Su Fan used a lot of means.

But this dead girl, how did she find him?

Su Fan thought about it and guessed the reason.

It should be that the ancestor of Luo Xiwen's family did something to him when he met him last time.

After all, he was a master of the fusion realm, and he could not detect it if he used some tricks without anyone noticing.

Thinking of this, Su Fan also breathed a sigh of relief.

If it was the trick of that old guy, there was no need to worry, because the other party would definitely not betray him.

However, Su Fan was still a little uneasy, and he should still remove the traces left by the other party on his body as much as possible.