The voice in the message paper talisman was obviously that of a female cultivator, and she didn't seem to be easy to get along with.
Su Fan had had enough of this group of Immortal Sect disciples, and he didn't know where the sense of superiority came from, and he still acted like he was superior.
When is it, who are you pretending to show.
To be honest, in Su Fan's eyes, none of the disciples of the Central Plains Immortal Sect could fight.
Not to mention competing with those sword madmen, when meeting the Demon Sect disciples in Xihuang, they might not even know how they died.
No matter what, the combat effectiveness of the Demon Sect disciples is indeed strong.
The disciples of the Nine Nether Demon Palace who have been training in the Demonic Abyss all year round have no problem at all in facing the disciples of the Immortal Sect in the Central Plains.
These Immortal Sect disciples in the Central Plains are much better than those demon sects in the Western Wilderness in terms of talent, cultivation level, and training resources, but they just can't do anything.
There is no way, the Central Plains has been quiet for too many years.
Even in the war between immortals and demons, the Sword Sect was always at the front, allowing those sword madmen and Demon Sect disciples to fight crazily.
It seemed to have consumed the disciples of both sides, but it also produced a large number of ruthless people who crawled out from the dead on the battlefield.
The disciples of the Immortal Sect are like flowers in a greenhouse, unable to withstand the ravages of violent storms.
The cult initially spread in the Western Wilderness, but within two years, it was killed by the Demon Sect and was bloody. Until now, it has not dared to show its presence.
But when the cult came to the Central Plains, it seemed to have found fertile soil, and it continued to take root and sprout, eventually developing into a prairie fire.
Thinking of this, Su Fan shook his head.
No matter what, now that he is in the Central Plains, it is difficult to think about it.
Practice, there are still three days left, and strive to master this sword art to perfection.
In the early morning, Su Fan left the cave early and took the miniature teleportation array to the Ximen Square of Haoyuan Immortal City.
At this time, the sky was just getting colder, and there was no one in the square. Only dozens of monks gathered not far from the city gate.
Su Fan walked over and saw the disciple wearing the Haoyuan Sect's standard robe standing there.
A disciple of the Haoyuan Sect who was at the ninth level of Qi training saw Su Fan and waved to him.
"You are a monk who has applied for a job, right? Your identity card..."
Su Fan handed over the identity jade token, and the other party took it and scanned it on a miniature array disk. A light screen popped up instantly, showing Su Fan's identity information.
"You worked as a secret agent for the Forbidden Evil Department in the secular country..."
Su Fan nodded and said: "I worked in the Dai Viet Dynasty for a few years..."
There was a hint of surprise on the other party's face, but he didn't say anything and returned the identity jade talisman to Su Fan.
Su Fan took the identity jade talisman, turned around and went to the side, found a place where no one was around and waited patiently.
The monks who were recruiting next to them were gathering in groups at the moment.
Although most of them are casual cultivators, looking at their dress, they are still different from ordinary casual cultivators.
The monks who can afford to rent a cave in Haoyuan Immortal City are definitely not bad, at least they are monks with special skills like Talisman Masters and Alchemy Masters.
"Fellow Daoist He, do you know where we are applying this time..."
"I actually asked someone to inquire about it, and I heard it was a place called 'Qiu Hongfang'..."
"Qiuhongfang, it's quite nice there. It's just a few hundred miles outside the city..."
"But I heard someone said that there was an attack by evil cultivators last month, and many people died..."
Su Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as he listened to the chatting of the casual cultivators next to him.
It seemed that Haoyuan Sect still had some respect, at least they did not send the monks who rented the cave to the front line to participate in the pursuit of the cult.
At this time, I saw a person driving a magic weapon, roaring from a distance.
Su Fan raised his head and glanced around, and found that it was a female cultivator in the foundation-building stage, who should be the leading cultivator for this recruitment.
When the opponent fell to the ground, several Haoyuan Sect disciples rushed forward to greet him and saluted him one after another.
"Welcome Master Miaoxue..."
The foundation-building female cultivator was estimated to be in her mid-twenties, and she was wearing a moon-white robe, with a few red petals dotting the hem, which looked lifelike.
She has a calm and gentle face, eyes as clear as water, her hair is rolled up without any decoration, and her skin is fair and shiny, like a clear lotus emerging from the water.
Dozens of casual cultivators who applied for the job were all stunned when they saw the female cultivator's beautiful face.
"cough……"
It wasn't until the Haoyuan Sect disciple coughed lightly that they realized what he was doing and quickly bowed to salute.
"I've met senior..."
Su Fan saw several disciples of Haoyuan Sect, all of whom looked as if they were not surprised.
It seems that this foundation-building senior is also a well-known figure in Haoyuan Sect. This kind of scene must happen often.
The female foundation-building cultivator smiled lightly, her eyes turning like a fairy in a painting, with a sense of being free from dust.
"Wang Ze, it's getting late, let's go..."
Following the order from the Foundation Establishment Female Cultivator, dozens of monks came to the outside of the city and boarded a flying boat, leaving Haoyuan Immortal City.
The distance of hundreds of miles was reached in just over an hour.
Su Fan followed the flow of people and stepped off the flying boat. He saw a valley shrouded in fog not far away, which should be Qiuhongfang.
Through the fog, the eyes suddenly became clear.
A long street paved with bluestones came into view, with shops on both sides and few pedestrians on the street.
At this time, a middle-aged foundation-building monk walked out of Fang City, walked up to him and raised his hand.
"Junior sister Miaoxue, you are fine..."
The female cultivator nodded and said with a smile: "I have met Senior Brother Puyuan..."
The two of them walked and chatted, leading everyone into Fangshi.
Su Fan found that the middle-aged foundation-building monk had a very respectful attitude towards the female cultivator, and his words were flattering.
The status of this foundation-building female cultivator in Haoyuan Sect is definitely not simple.
After the handover between the two parties, the middle-aged foundation-building monk left with a group of people.
The female foundation-building cultivator called together the disciples who had been recruited, gave a brief explanation, and then arranged everyone's tasks.
The tasks of the dozens of recruited monks are very simple. They are divided into three shifts and take turns guarding and patrolling the city.
After the tasks were assigned, the monks who were not on patrol duty dispersed.
Su Fan was assigned to the next class, and he was about to turn around and leave.
Turning his head inadvertently, he found the foundation-building female cultivator looking at him.
When he saw Wang Ze next to the female cultivator, he immediately understood the reason for the matter.
As expected, Wang Ze waved at him and called Su Fan over.
Su Fan raised his hand to the foundation-building female cultivator and said, "I've seen senior..."
The foundation-building female cultivator smiled and said: "Wang Ze said that you used to be a secret agent for the Forbidden Evil Division in the Dayue Dynasty, and you also assisted the disciples of the sect in wiping out the evil cultivators' strongholds. Then you should know a lot about the evil cultivators..."
Seeing Su Fan nod, she looked at Wang Ze next to her.
"Wang Ze, follow him and walk around the city first..."
After the female cultivator of Foundation Establishment finished speaking, she turned around and left.
Wang Ze glanced at Su Fan and said, "When you were working as a secret agent in the Forbidden Evil Department, how did you find the evil cultivator's stronghold?"
Su Fan smiled bitterly and said: "I have practiced a secret technique that can distinguish the breath of monks among many mortals. There are not many monks in Dai Viet Dynasty. As long as traces of monks are found, they are basically evil cultivators."
Of course he wouldn't tell the other party that he could easily identify evil cultivators. Wouldn't that make him uncomfortable?
Wang Ze was stunned for a moment, then shook his head in disappointment.
He originally thought that Su Fan had some secret method that could distinguish the aura of evil cultivators, but who knew that was not the case at all.
"Then let's take a walk around the city..."
Su Fan nodded, turned around and started walking around Qiuhongfang with Wang Ze.
Although he didn't want the other party to know that he could distinguish the breath of evil cultivators, he still used the "scent-smelling technique" to constantly search for the breath of evil cultivators in the city.
After all, Su Fan will be stationed here in the next month, and he certainly doesn't want evil cultivators to appear in the city.
Qiuhongfang is not big. The two of them walked for a while and almost finished visiting the market. He did not notice the smell of evil cultivators.
Su Fan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that there were no evil cultivators in Fang City.
Suddenly, he sniffed and smelled a hint of the golem's breath.
Su Fan turned his head calmly and looked at a shop next to him.
(End of chapter)
