The Wuji Pavilion in the east of Guanghan City is thousands of miles away from the north of the city.
Using the golden elixir speed of a middle-aged scribe, he could reach it by flying with all his strength for a day.
Fortunately, Ning Fan is with us, so he won't spend a day on enlightenment.
Ning Fan just flicked his sleeves, and with a roll of vast magic power, the middle-aged scribe, the two of them immediately crossed the distance of thousands of miles and appeared outside Wuji Pavilion.
"Old monster transforming into gods!" The middle-aged scribe was almost frightened to death by Ning Fan's escape speed.
As far as he knew, those who could escape thousands of miles were at least cultivators who transformed into gods.
Only the teleportation technique of the old monster can make him escape thousands of miles!
He originally guessed that Ning Fan was a Yuandian great monk. From this point of view, Ning Fan was at least an old monster in the early stage of becoming a god!
"This person is actually an old monster who transforms into gods! I can actually lead the way for an old monster who transforms into gods!"
The middle-aged scribe was shocked in his heart, but his eyes were fiery.
He bowed respectfully to Ning Fan, pointed to a Ten Thousand Zhang Treasure Pavilion in front of him, and said, "Senior, please look, this is Wuji Pavilion. Only Wuji Pavilion sells the map of Beishuhai. The owner of Wuji Pavilion, He is the city lord of Guanghan City, an old monster in the early stage of void refining. To enter Wuji Pavilion for shopping, you need to have at least the cultivation level of a great monk, and juniors are not allowed to enter."
"Since you can't enter the pavilion, just retreat and I can enter alone."
Ning Fan dismissed the middle-aged scribe and walked towards Wuji Pavilion alone.
There are no monks guarding the Wuji Pavilion, and there are only two wooden beast statues squatting outside the door.
The wood carving is lifelike, and its pair of beast eyes are extremely smart.
When Ning Fan approached Wuji Pavilion, two wooden beasts suddenly emitted a faint light, stood up on all fours, and stared at Ning Fan coldly with their beast eyes.
Every wooden beast exudes the aura of the peak Nascent Soul!
These two wooden beasts are clearly two puppet beasts!
"Stop whoever comes! Monks below Yuan Dian are not allowed to enter the Wuji Pavilion!"
Ning Fan glanced at the two beasts and was slightly surprised.
No wonder there is no one guarding Wuji Pavilion. It turns out that there are two Yuandian puppets guarding it.
The manufacturing process of these two puppets is quite special, different from the Rain Realm Puppet and Beitian Puppet. It is actually made entirely of wood.
The material of the two puppets is not special, but there are mysterious talisman formations engraved on the puppets. The complexity of the talisman formations can only be seen by Ning Fan's level of formation.
Ning Fan's eyes immediately froze and he thought secretly.
These two puppets may not be of high quality, but the person who made them is definitely an extremely powerful puppet master.
Faced with the cold stares from the two beasts, Ning Fan said nothing and only let out a faint aura, which was roughly at the level of Yuan Dian.
Sensing Ning Fan's Yuan Dian aura, the chill in the eyes of the two beasts immediately dissipated. Squat again. He said proudly to Ning Fan. "You have enough cultivation to enter!"
Most puppets have empty eyes, but these two puppets can show arrogant expressions...
Ning Fan was very sure that these two puppet beasts were definitely not puppets with intelligence. But he can show a proud expression... The master of making puppets has extraordinary methods.
He slowly walked into the Wuji Pavilion. On the first floor of the Wuji Pavilion, there were rows of jade racks with items on them.
There are numerous formations of light on each jade frame, and there are puppet beasts guarding them on the side.
Many Yuandian monks were selecting items on the first floor, and they were greeted by humanoid puppets.
The moment Ning Fan stepped into Wuji Pavilion, a smiling female puppet moved lightly. come over.
This puppet is a spiritual puppet, with a half-step ability to become a god. Its eyes are like a clear spring, and it is actually a bit more agile than a living person.
"I wonder what this Taoist friend wants to buy when he comes to my Wuji Pavilion? I am Lou Ruo. I am the shopkeeper on the first floor of Wuji Pavilion."
"Map." Ning Fan replied calmly.
"Oh? I wonder what kind of map you want to buy? On the shelf here, there are maps of the Earth Abyss Kingdom, maps of the Hanhai Kingdom, and maps of the Wuyou Kingdom..."
The woman pointed to a jade shelf next to her. The shelf was filled with countless jade slips, all of which were imprinted with map information.
Next to each jade slip, there are standard map ranges and jade slip prices.
"I want a map of the entire Northern Tree Sea."
Ning Fan's faint voice sounded on the first floor, and he immediately took out a storage bag and handed it to the female puppet, which contained millions of immortal jade.
Although his voice was not loud, with the ears of all the Yuan Dian old monsters on the first level, they could naturally hear him.
Many people looked at Ning Fan and the storage bag containing millions of immortal jade, with a hint of shock and passion in their eyes.
Even the old monster Yuandian, not everyone is willing to spend millions of immortal jade to buy a map.
Some people came to Wuji Pavilion to buy the map of Bei Shuhai, but as soon as they heard the price, they gave up their original intention.
Several Yuandian old monsters looked at Ning Fan inquiringly, feeling that Ning Fan was a little unfamiliar and guessing about Ning Fan's background and origin.
There were also a few old monsters with fierce faces, secretly paying attention to Ning Fan. Seeing Ning Fan's bold actions, they vaguely regarded Ning Fan as a fat sheep, and they didn't know what bad intentions they had...
Ning Fan didn't even look at those old monsters with malicious intentions. To him, the mere Yuandian monks were nothing to be afraid of.
The female puppet took the storage bag, swept her mind through the storage bag, and smiled meaningfully at Ning Fan.
"Fellow Taoist wants to buy a map of Bei Shuhai, but I don't know what it will be used for?"
"..."
Ning Fan did not answer the woman's question, but slowly walked to the jade stand aside and reached out to grab a jade slip on the jade stand.
That jade slip is the map of Beishuhai.
The array of light set up on the jade shelf is a middle-grade transformation-level formation of light. Even the god-transformation monks would not dare to reach out to pick up the products on the shelf.
When she saw Ning Fan taking the jade slip directly, the woman was slightly startled. Just as she was about to stop him, an old voice suddenly sounded in her ears.
"There's no need to stop him. He's hidden very deep and won't be hurt by the light from the ordinary formation."
Sure enough, as the mysterious old man said, Ning Fan walked directly through the array of light, took the jade map slip, turned around and left without being hurt by the array of light at all!
But before leaving, Ning Fan suddenly raised his head and glanced meaningfully at the upper level of Wuji Pavilion.
On the first floor of Wuji Pavilion, all Yuandian old monsters were stunned.
No matter how stupid they are, they can still see how powerful Ning Fan is. Even the light of the Transformation Level Formation cannot hurt Ning Fan. Naturally, Ning Fan cannot be a Nascent Soul cultivator, but is most likely an old monster who transforms into gods!
Some Yuandian monks who had previously had evil intentions showed fear when they thought that Ning Fan might be an old monster who transformed into a god. How could they dare to take advantage of Ning Fan?
He met a look that turned around and looked back, on the top floor of Wuji Pavilion. An old man in brown clothes was startled for a moment, then looked thoughtful.
"What kind of cultivation level does this child have? He should have advanced to the stage of refining the void. I just don't know if he is a monk who is looking at the void or a monk who is asking the void... maybe, it is higher..."
"This kid has a very strong puppet aura...but the puppet seems to have been damaged, which is a pity..."
"There is a hint of ancient aura left on this puppet, and it should be engraved with ancient runes. I wonder if the fragments of this puppet are for sale..."
The old man in brown clothes was thinking quickly and suddenly made a decision. Transmit a few words to the female puppet on the first floor.
Immediately. The female puppet rushed before Ning Fan left. He hurriedly chased for a few steps and said to Ning Fan,
"Fellow Taoist, stay here. My master invites you to go to the top floor of Wuji Pavilion for a chat."
"Your master..." Ning Fan looked calmly. No emotion visible.
The master of Wuji Pavilion is just a monk who sees the void. This kind of cultivation is not enough to pose any threat to Ning Fan, so he naturally has no worries.
After pondering for a moment, Ning Fan said to the female puppet, "Lead the way."
He wanted to see what the owner of Wuji Pavilion was looking for.
Ning Fan followed the woman up to the top of Wuji Pavilion. The monks he met along the way looked at Ning Fan climbing up the stairs, and they all looked shocked.
Starting from the second floor, the monks who come to shop are at least old monsters who have transformed into gods.
In the eyes of these old monsters who transform into gods. Ning Fan is just a Yuandian monk.
It was hard for them to imagine how a monk at the peak of Nascent Soul could be qualified to climb to the second level, or even climb to a higher level!
"Who is this person! Is he going up the stairs to the top floor?"
"The top floor! That's where the Master of Wuji Pavilion receives the Void Refining monk! Could it be that this Yuandian monk is actually an old Void Refining monster?!"
"Hiss! This person doesn't look amazing, but he is actually an old monster from the Void Refining?! A strong man of this level is a tyrant in the entire Beishu Sea... We must not offend this person! "
Ning Fan walked all the way to the top floor, the woman left, and Ning Fan pushed the door open alone.
On the top floor is a loft with simple decoration. An old man in brown clothes is sitting on a wicker chair, drinking tea alone.
Behind him, there are eight wooden puppets standing, each of them has half-step cultivation level!
Seeing Ning Fan coming, the old man immediately smiled, took a cup of tea for Ning Fan, and said politely, "Fellow Taoist, please sit down. This is the best spiritual tea that I bought from the Zhuhang Kingdom - Zhuhang Yunwu Tea, which is made from the centuries-old cold spring. Brew the tea with level 6 virtual fire. Taoist fellow Taoist, how does it taste?"
Ning Fan glanced at the wooden puppet, thoughtfully, then looked away, sat on the wicker chair on the other side, picked up the spiritual tea, and sipped it carefully.
The aura of this tea is compelling. The tea leaves are like miniature bamboo leaves, and the tea melts like clouds in your mouth, containing the fragrance of green bamboo.
“Good tea.”
Ning Fan put down the mutton-fat jade tea cup and looked at the old man in brown clothes with deep meaning.
The old man was also looking at Ning Fan carefully, and slightly sent out his spiritual thoughts, trying to sense Ning Fan's specific cultivation level.
But as soon as his spiritual thoughts came into contact with Ning Fan's body, he immediately disappeared like a mud cow into the sea, and Ning Fan's depth could not be seen at all.
The old man's eyes were shocked. After all, he was a cultivator of Qiuxu. His spiritual sense was not weak in Qiuxu, but he could not find out any details about Ning Fan...
"This boy's aura is so restrained! This boy is definitely not a monk who sees the void, so don't offend him!"
The old man was a little wary of Ning Fan, and he was also very interested in the puppet aura exuding from Ning Fan.
He was slightly silent, and Ning Fan also smiled and said nothing.
After a while, the old man in brown clothes withdrew his spiritual thoughts and saluted Ning Fan with a fist in his hand.
"I, Guang Hanzi, am the city lord of Guanghan City and the master of Wuji Pavilion. I asked myself that I met Po Guang in Bei Shuhai, but my Taoist friend was a bit unfamiliar. Do you know your friend's surname?"
"Lu Bei." Ning Fan smiled, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
This time he sneaked into the tree world secretly, so it was not appropriate for him to reveal his identity. Based on his reputation in the Rain World, many people in the Shu World may have heard of the name Suyihou.
Ning Fan, Zhou Ming...these two names are closely related to Su Yihou's status and should not be used.
If people knew that Tangtang Suyihou had sneaked into the tree world, some people might suspect that he had evil intentions towards the tree world and caused some trouble...
The management of interface traffic between the nine realms is very strict. Even if Emperor Nirvana sends people to the Rain Realm to kill people, it will cost an Emperor's Killing Order, and he can only kill one person with one order...
Ning Fan is not so conceited as to reveal his identity in the Rain Realm, fight against the three emperors of the Tree Realm alone, and run rampant in the Tree Realm.
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Lu, disrespectful!" Guang Hanzi smiled, but felt strange in his heart.
The name Lu Bei is very unfamiliar, and he is definitely not a monk from Bei Shuhai.
He secretly wondered, could the young man in front of him be a tree realm monk from another tree sea?
After thinking about it, Guang Hanzi then exchanged a few words with Ning Fan, and Ning Fan also responded calmly and fluently.
As the two talked, time passed little by little. Guang Hanzi rubbed his forehead. He felt that it was time to get to the point.
"I felt a trace of the puppet aura from my fellow Taoist... That puppet is very strong, very strong, and it must have ancient runes engraved on it. Unfortunately, according to my perception, the puppet has been damaged, which is really a pity. I thought Exchange some puppet fragments with fellow Taoist, I wonder if you are willing to agree to my request?"
"puppet?"
Ning Fan narrowed his eyes and secretly became wary.
Even Emperor Yu couldn't detect the puppet he had hidden on his body, but Guang Hanzi could. He must have a special secret method for sensing the puppet.
The two puppets of Zhihuo and Zidian are heavenly tribulation puppets, and they are of great value even if they are damaged.
If Ning Fan's pregnancy was revealed, he would probably get into some trouble.
Guang Hanzi invited him to come and have a talk. Could it be that he wanted to destroy his puppet...
But then his mind changed... This Guang Hanzi seemed to be quite proficient in the art of puppets. I wonder if this person could repair the Broken Void Puppet.
Seeing Ning Fan's wary expression, Guang Hanzi immediately waved his hands and said with an apologetic smile, "Fellow Taoist, don't get me wrong, I have absolutely no plot against you! I just want to see the ancient runes on the fragments of your Taoist puppet..." .”
As soon as Guang Hanzi finished speaking, there was a sudden loud noise outside Wuji Pavilion, and the entire Guanghan City was shaken violently.
The loud noise was deafening. It was the sound of Guanghan City's defense formation being breached.
Guang Hanzi looked shocked, immediately swayed, led the puppets out of Wuji Pavilion, and stood on the sky.
Ning Fan looked thoughtful, then swayed and climbed into the sky.
But in the sky, a young man in black clothes stood in the sky, with an extremely cold and stern expression. Wenxu's aura swept across the sky, making countless low-level monks in Guanghan City tremble with fear.
"Whoever kills me from Feihua Valley should get out of here!"
