What Do You Do When You Suddenly Become An Immortal?

"These days, what panaceas, exercises, or spiritual weapons have been added to the Holy Land?" Lin Fan asked.

As a sect of cultivating immortals, especially a sect that dares to take the title of Holy Land, Lin Fan can be sure that the Holy Land of Zifu must be extremely extraordinary.

At the same time, the Holy Land of the Purple Mansion will inevitably have places such as the 'Refining Pavilion', the 'Refining Medicine Pavilion', and the 'Tibetan Scripture Pavilion'.

But because he didn't know what the names of the three places in the Purple Mansion Holy Land were, Lin Fan could only ask from the side, making indirect remarks.

"this……"

Zhou Yining thought for a while: "There is no movement in the Artifact Refining Pavilion. Some new pills have been released in the Pill Sect, but they are said to be used for healing and fighting. They should not be of much help to your breakthrough, Saintess."

"As for the exercises..."

"The seventh elder came back recently, and I heard that he brought back some interesting exercises, which have been placed in the Sutra Pavilion."

Done!

Lin Fan was certain: "Then go to the Sutra Pavilion."

"Yes, saint."

The two women, one on the left and the other on the right, guarded Lin Fan's side and headed towards the scripture storage pavilion.

As Dharma protector disciples, when they were in the sect, they actually played more of the role of 'hands-on'.

After all, if the saintesses of the family are in danger in the holy land, then the holy land is basically about to be wiped out.

However, even so, the form must go.

For example, at this moment, they were walking a few steps in front of Qi Zixiao's left and right, and their eyes were always watching the surroundings, vigilant.

This made Lin Fan heave a sigh of relief again, if he was allowed to walk in the front, he really didn't know how to get to the Sutra Pavilion.

And then……

Lin Fan: "..."

After leaving the Saintess Pavilion, it was only a hundred steps, and we reached the edge of the cliff!

Looking around, there are countless high mountains, towering ancient trees, auspicious clouds floating, and all kinds of spirit beasts that have never been seen before are running or flying...

Many monks are walking with swords in the distance, and there are even flying boats soaring nine days.

And on top of many mountain peaks, there are palaces, big or small, but very extraordinary.

At the end of the line of sight, there is a heavenly palace floating above the nine heavens, looming among the colorful clouds...

Although he didn't know how to use the true energy in his body, Qi Zixiao's body was after all a great cultivator at the peak of transformation, and his eyesight was naturally far beyond comparison.

Therefore, Lin Fan could see at a glance that on the suspended plaque of the Heavenly Palace, there were three large characters of 'Purple Mansion Palace' written in flying dragons and phoenixes.

A picture of a fairy house!

This scene made Lin Fan amazed!

too big!

Just this one glance is definitely not the whole picture of the Holy Land of the Purple Mansion, but even so, the vastness of the territory makes it difficult for Lin Fan to calm down.

but……

Now lies a more important question.

"I actually forgot!"

His heart pounded.

How big is a shrine? I'm afraid it will cost thousands of miles...

Although I am a saint, it is impossible to just live next to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, right?

Could it be that he just walks over step by step like a mortal? When do we have to go?

Therefore, it is natural to fly to go to the Sutra Pavilion.

But the problem is, I can't fly!

Anxious...

But on the surface, Lin Fan's expression didn't change at all, and his eyes were lifeless, as if he had already wandered away.

What should I do? !

Fortunately, as a Dharma protector disciple, I am still very conscious and very discerning.

Chen Cheng quickly took out a small boat the size of a palm from his magic weapon storage, but soon, the small boat swelled against the wind and became a flat boat.

Although it is not big, it is definitely enough for ten or eight people to stand.

"Your Highness, please."

"Um……"

The 'crisis' was lifted, but Lin Fan's heart still couldn't be calm. The moment he stood on the flying boat, he thought a lot.

for example……

Is the flying boat 'starting' fast?

Does this thing have a strong sense of pushing back?

No, there is no backrest, even if there is, it is not called pushing the back, it is called inertia...

So, I won't fall directly after the flying boat starts, right? That's too embarrassing...

Fortunately, it turned out that Lin Fan's worries were unnecessary.

Under Chen Cheng's control, the flying boat took off smoothly and at a high speed, but without sudden inertia.

Even, even if flying in the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the white clouds, you can't feel the cold wind.

Looking closely, it is not difficult to find that there is a layer of almost transparent 'enchantment' that blocks the wind and rain.

hum...

The flying boat is not big, and it looks very ordinary, but wherever it passes, the rest of the flying boats, flying spirit beasts, and monks flying with swords all give way one after another, and the road ahead is smooth.

The mountain is not high, there are fairies and spirits.

Water does not have to be deep.

Flying boats are not luxurious, but with a saint, you can do whatever you want...

The other monks on the flying boats and flying swords clasped their fists or even bowed to salute when they saw it from afar.

Lin Fan didn't need to respond at all, as long as he kept his cold and aloof expression, he flew over...

At the same time, he discovered that he did not seem to have a fear of heights.

After all, I have been flying several thousand meters in the air, and I can still be so calm, and even have the mood to appreciate the scenery below, I should not be afraid of heights, right?

"But speaking of it, no cultivator should be afraid of heights? Otherwise, I wouldn't even dare to fly..."

What will happen to a cultivator if he is afraid of heights?

The picture is so beautiful, I dare not look at it!

After about ten minutes, the flying altitude of the flying boat gradually decreased, and finally landed under a lone peak.

Looking around, this lonely peak is about a thousand meters high, and on it, there is a simple and simple attic, which is the Sutra Pavilion.

From the foot of the mountain to the Sutra Pavilion, there is only one small road. This time, many people are coming and going, coming in and out.

As soon as Lin Fan's flying boat landed, the nearby disciples looked at it curiously, and they were all shocked when they saw it.

"Saint?"

"Isn't she closing the Broken Mirror?"

"Could it have broken through to the realm of refining the void?"

"However, looking at its aura, it seems to be the same as before, not like it has broken through..."

Many disciples, handsome men and beautiful women, are not low in appearance, and against the backdrop of Taoist robes, they look quite 'immortal'.

But at this moment, they were very astonished in their hearts, but they didn't dare to show it, and saluted to 'Qi Zixiao' one after another.

"I have seen the saint..."

"Um……"

Lin Fan's complexion remained unchanged, he was still cold, he just gave a faint hum, and then he walked across the platform, stepped on the path, and headed for the Buddhist scriptures pavilion on the top of the mountain.

Wherever he passed, many disciples retreated one after another, not daring to block his way.

This scene made Lin Fan feel relieved.

"It seems that my guess is correct. Qi Zixiao, a saint, has a very high status in the sect. In this way, the possibility of being exposed will be much lower. That's good..."

The path is rough and rough, but only for ordinary people.

Qi Zixiao's body has already been tempered countless times by the true essence, so this mere small road is naturally no problem.

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