It’s autumn again, and the leaves are turning yellow.
The sunshine at noon in autumn was still very hot. Su Fan was sitting on the deck chair in the yard, basking in the sun leisurely.
There is a clay stove on the stone table next to it, and the teapot is steaming.
Su Fan had been looking at it for a long time and was too lazy to move.
The spiritual tea is still left over from the old leaves. Every time you put a few pieces in, you can make several brews, and there is still a lot left.
Looking at Lingcha rolling away, he missed Lao Ye a little.
Counting the time, it has been almost a year since Su Fan came to this world of cultivation.
Now Su Fan is definitely a legend in Shaoyangfang City.
Not to mention those casual cultivators, even the disciples of the Qingxuan Sect in Fang City knew that he was a figure of this magnitude.
Brother is not in the world, but there are always legends about him in the world.
Anyway, his current status in Shaoyangfang City is very transcendent.
Although the attitude of the people of Qingxuanzong towards him was not to contact him, not to provoke him, and not to pay attention to him.
But for casual cultivators, it's different.
If it were another person, with his status, he would definitely be showing off around the city every day.
Build a big house and marry more than ten concubines.
But Su Fan didn't even show his face. He didn't dare to go to the market. He was afraid of being watched, so he simply stayed at home and didn't go out.
Fortunately, I still have two identities. Occasionally when I get bored staying at home, I will change my appearance and go shopping in the market.
In the past few months, Su Fan had been living in a dream.
Old Xu comes here every day, just like a housekeeper.
All the trivial matters in life, even buying a few bottles of elixirs, are handled by him personally.
Old Xu originally wanted to find a few young and beautiful female nuns to serve Su Fan in his daily life.
But the shop girl and the female Bodhisattva had a great influence on him.
He always felt uneasy about female cultivators in this world. Who knew whether they were nails sent by the demon sect, so he simply refused.
Now he doesn't even have to worry about eating. Three meals a day are delivered to his home by the people from Hayate Hall.
The dishes are cooked every day, and they are all the signature dishes of some of the best restaurants in the city.
Apart from practicing and drawing talismans, he just basked in the sun in the yard and stretched out on the deck chair in a daze.
There is no shortage of spiritual stones, and no one comes to disturb them.
Su Fan enjoyed this corrupt life very much.
After living two lifetimes, this was actually the life he had longed for most.
But he had never lived like this for even one day before.
He didn't know why, but it always felt unreal to him.
His past life experience told him that life would be unsatisfactory nine times out of ten.
Being too smooth is not a good thing.
Every time life gets a little better, something unexpected happens and you encounter some minor setbacks or something.
But on ordinary days, nothing happens.
No matter what, go ahead and cherish it.
Anyway, this kind of good life will not last long. When the war between immortals and demons begins, who knows what Yongzhou will look like.
At this time, Lao Xu carried two food boxes, pushed the door open and walked into the yard.
He glanced at the teapot on the stone table, quickly put down the food box, walked over, took down the teapot, and poured Su Fan a cup of spiritual tea.
Looking at Su Fan lying on the recliner, Xu Wen couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
He has never seen anything like this. He stayed at home for several months without going out. If it were him, he would probably go crazy.
But Su Fan was as happy as Lin, and would rather lie down until death.
"Brother, it's time to eat..."
After Lao Xu finished speaking, he carried the food box and entered the house.
Su Fan lazily moved his body, picked up the tea cup on the stone table and took a sip before getting up from the recliner.
Stretched and entered the house.
Lunch consists of four dishes, one soup, and a large bowl of spiritual rice.
Su Fan has a big appetite and every dish is generous.
He held the rice bowl and ate while Xu Wen beside him chatted with him about recent events in Fangshi.
Because of Su Fan's relationship, Blast Hall has developed well in Shaoyangfang.
All parties have shown respect, and the original rival Wuyun Gang has almost become a branch of Gale Wind Hall.
Xu Wen is now the second-in-command of Gale Wind Hall and the number one figure in Shaoyangfang City.
"There's not much news from Qin recently, right?"
After listening to Su Fan's words, Xu Wen shook his head.
"I haven't heard any news, but there are more and more flying boats coming from Ganzhou and Lanzhou."
Su Fan knew in his heart that the Immortal Sect had already begun to prepare for the war in a few years.
It seems that if I don't fight that quickly, I can still be comfortable for another two years.
After Lao Xu left, Su Fan came to the basement.
He took out the palm-sized "Evil Ghost Flag" from his storage bag and made a strange seal with his left hand.
His lips moved slightly, chanting a strange spell.
The "Evil Ghost Flag" automatically turned into a giant black flag several meters in size without wind, and the entire basement became gloomy.
Su Fan pointed with his right hand, and thick black smoke surged out from the "Evil Ghost Flag", and the entire basement was instantly enveloped in pitch-black smoke.
The black smoke gradually condensed and turned into black figures.
Among the countless ghosts, a female figure wearing a white ancient dress appeared looming.
This is an evil ghost, hanging one foot in the air, floating with its toes downward, and its hair hanging down to the ground.
Among the black hair parted in front of the forehead, there is a pale face, and the eyes are completely black, with no pupils visible.
The black nails that popped out of the two hands that were slowly raised were two feet long and looked like ten slender, curved black blades.
A chuckle similar to that of a human woman came out of the evil ghost's toothless mouth, carrying a sinister wind that swept out, seeming to freeze a person's soul.
The dozens of ghosts behind her also began to show a miserable face, extremely ferocious and terrifying.
A gloomy, extremely harsh neighing sound appeared out of thin air from all directions. The sound was extremely terrifying, carrying endless resentment and coldness.
That feeling of terror came over Su Fan overwhelmingly.
It’s so scary!
Su Fan quickly pinched his fingers and recited the spell.
The huge "Evil Ghost Flag" moved automatically without wind, and dozens of ghosts turned into black smoke again and were sucked into the black flag.
Seeing that the ghosts in the basement were all included in the "Evil Ghost Flag", Su Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
Last time Su Fan was ambushed in an alley, he used two evil cultivating tools, and the effect was indeed good.
The spells and magical weapons of evil cultivators and demon sects are sinister and treacherous, and are designed to defeat the magical weapons of the Immortal Sect.
Today, Su Fan took out the "Evil Ghost Flag" and wanted to test the power of this magical weapon.
Who would have thought of bringing out a bunch of evil ghosts and ghosts, which almost scared him to death.
Ghost cultivators associate with ghosts every day, it is really not the work of humans.
However, the power of this "Evil Ghost Banner" cannot be underestimated.
At least under certain circumstances, like "Rotten Bone Sand" and "Ghost Luo Whip", they can be vicious and unpredictable.
Especially when used to sneak attack Immortal Sect monks, it will definitely have unexpected effects.
Thinking of this, Su Fan left the basement and came to the yard.
He lay down on the recliner, took out a book from his storage bag, it was the "True Interpretation of Ghost Paths", and read it carefully.
