After leaving Baihe Temple, Chen Fan continued to Jixian Temple.
Following the path pointed by the old man, Chen Fan finally arrived at the end of the mountain road.
At the end of the mountain road is a cliff valley with dozens of black iron chains on the edge of the cliff.
The chain stretched out across the valley. Through the white fog, I don’t know where it leads.
There is also a stone tablet erected in the middle of the chain. There are four characters written on it: "Sacrifice your life to become an immortal".
Next to the four big characters there is a line of small characters: Those who trespass into the extreme immortals will be killed!
It seems that the other end of the chain is the real location of Jixian Temple.
Chen Fan felt disappointed for a while. He originally wanted to see what the Jixian Temple looked like, but in the end he found that the Jixian Temple was shrouded in mountain fog and could not see the other side at all.
Just when Chen Fan was thinking about what to do next, he heard someone behind him shout: "You don't have eyes, please get out of here!"
Chen Fan was stunned. At first he thought he was not talking about himself, because there were already many people waiting here who wanted to participate in the selection of disciples of Jixian Temple.
He looked back and saw a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes standing behind him.
Behind that man, there was a group of silver-mailed soldiers surrounding a sedan chair.
This group of soldiers stood as tall as guns and looked very mighty. The eyes unconsciously revealed an aura of killing and determination.
"What's wrong?"
A childish voice came from the sedan.
The person who was still behind Chen Fan and told him to get out of the way immediately ran to the sedan with a flattering attitude and said to the people in the sedan: "Prince, there are untouchables blocking the way."
"Oh?" The person in the sedan opened the curtain, revealing a young boy wearing a fine moire pattern.
This young man looked slightly younger than Chen Fan, but there was a hint of coldness and cruelty in his face that was inconsistent with his age.
The young man glanced at Chen Fan, then put down the sedan curtain, returned to the sedan, and said casually: "Just kill him."
After receiving the order, the middle-aged man reached out and took out the sword from his waist, and walked towards Chen Fan with a grin.
"slow!"
A sedan behind the young man's sedan made a noise, and the middle-aged man immediately stopped and stood aside respectfully.
I saw a horse-faced Taoist priest walking out of the sedan behind, ran to the sedan where the young man was, and whispered a few words to the young man.
But there was a cold snort coming from the young man's sedan chair, and then there was no sound. But the horse-faced Taoist priest looked troubled.
Finally, the horse-faced Taoist priest took a few steps forward and said to Chen Fan: "Little brother, the person in the sedan chair is the third prince of Qi. Please lend me the way."
"Qi State? I've never heard of it. How does it compare with Jin State and Zhao State?" Chen Fan thought for a moment and shook his head, while getting out of the way.
In fact, his location is not far from the cliff valley, just a few steps away.
But he didn't want to cause too much trouble, and the horse-faced Taoist priest's attitude towards him was pretty good, so he didn't want to cause too much unnecessary trouble.
The horse-faced Taoist priest didn't think much of Chen Fan's words. After all, Qi State was very remote from here. It took him a year just to get here. It was normal that he had never heard of it.
Unexpectedly, the young man in the sedan became angry when he heard Chen Fan's words, and shouted angrily at him: "Audacious pariah. How dare you despise our country, Da Qi."
"To be honest, is this contempt?" Chen Fan said.
He really doesn’t know anything about Da Qi. The only two countries he knew were Jin and Zhao.
However, what answered Chen Fan was a fireball. This fireball did not come from the horse-faced Taoist priest, but from the young man in the sedan chair.
Chen Fan was not afraid at all when he saw the other party taking action. He directly drew the light control talisman to block the fireball.
"You dare to block my magic, I will kill you today."
The young man in the sedan shouted. Just as he was about to have a fit, he was stopped by the horse-faced Taoist priest.
The horse-faced Taoist priest can be regarded as the master of the young man in the sedan chair. The horse-faced Taoist priest still knows very well how much his cultivation level is.
What's more, this place is in front of the mountain gate of Jixian Temple. Such shouting and killing will also make Jixian Temple unhappy.
"This place is..."
The horse-faced Taoist priest was about to explain to the young man, but he heard the young man say coldly: "Kill him for me."
"only……"
"Kill him for me!"
The horse-faced Taoist priest's face changed color, as if he was dissatisfied with the young man's attitude towards him. But he finally compromised and said to Chen Fan: "Little brother, I'm offended."
After speaking, he took out a cyan porcelain bowl from his arms. After changing the hand technique a few times, he stretched out his index finger and drew a circle in the porcelain bowl, and saw a green light emitting from the porcelain bowl.
With another flick, green light shook out from the porcelain bowl and shot towards Chen Fan.
Chen Fan did not dodge or dodge, because he could see that the horse-faced Taoist priest had no murderous intentions towards him, and the technique deliberately missed him by a few inches, so it could not hit him at all.
But at this moment, the mountain mist behind Chen Fan surged, and a bright light blocked the green light that shot towards Chen Fan.
In the mountain mist, a Taoist priest in green clothes appeared. He looked at everyone with cold eyes: "Who dares to make trouble at the gate of our Jixian Temple? If there are any troublemakers again, it doesn't matter which country you are a relative of the emperor, you will be killed directly."
With this sentence, the horse-faced Taoist priest stopped his hand, and the young man who originally yelled to be killed lost his voice.
Seeing that no one dared to speak again, the green-robed Taoist turned his attention to the horse-faced Taoist priest and said with great disdain: "As a monk, you have to rely on the powerful. With such a mind, it is difficult to achieve anything in this life."
After saying that, Taoist Qingyi disappeared into the mountain mist again.
The horse-faced Taoist priest's face changed color, and he finally retreated.
Chen Fan looked away from where Taoist Qingyi had hidden himself. I also have a certain judgment about Jixian Temple in my heart.
Although he could not tell the cultivation level of the Taoist in green, Chen Fan was sure that he had no chance to fight back in front of him due to the aura he exuded.
Of course, this is without using the alien limb.
The alien limb was so weird that even he didn't know what the consequences would be if he used it.
After having a general understanding of Jixian Temple, Chen Fan was about to go down the mountain.
After all, the day of selection for the disciples of Jixian Temple is not today. There is no need to wait here like this group of people.
What's more, he didn't think clearly about whether to participate in the disciple selection of Jixian Temple.
When passing the young man's sedan chair, he was stopped by the young man.
"Originally, I thought you were just a pariah, but I didn't expect you to be a monk like me. Why don't you come under my command and join the Jixian Temple together, and you will enjoy endless glory and wealth."
Chen Fan didn't expect that just now he was yelling at him to kill him, and now he was trying to recruit him.
Chen Fan did not answer, but looked at the horse-faced Taoist priest and laughed.
Then he walked up to the horse-faced Taoist priest and saluted: "Thank you for your kindness. But I think what the Qingyi Taoist said is true. As a monk, you have to rely on worldly dignitaries, which is harmful to your future practice. At least, a monk should be He looks like a monk."
After saying that, he ignored this group of people and walked straight down the mountain.
What Chen Fan didn't know was that the young man behind him had a gloomy face that was about to drip.
"Yu Tao." The boy shouted.
The horse-faced Taoist priest immediately ran to the young man.
"Follow this person down the mountain and find an opportunity..." At this point, the young man made a gesture of wiping his neck.
"This...this place is the realm of Jixian Temple..."
Before the horse-faced Taoist priest named Yu Tao finished speaking, there was a crisp "pop" sound, and a bright red handprint appeared on Yu Tao's face.
"Don't forget who you are." The young man said to Tao in a cold voice.
A trace of murderous intent flashed in the horse-faced Taoist priest's eyes, but it quickly disappeared again.
