In late autumn, yellow leaves are blooming all over the mountains and fields, the sky is high and the sun is far away, and the earth is slightly desolate.
Fengshufang City is named after a maple forest nearby.
Every autumn, the maple forest turns red and becomes a large area, which is really beautiful.
Su Fan drove the "Aoki Wind Shuttle" and saw the maple forest from a distance, with a smile on his face.
After coming out of Haoyuan Immortal City, he had been flying continuously for more than half a year.
According to the map, Fenglinfang City is not far from Qingyang Fairy City.
When you get here, even if you enter the Qingyang Mountains, the nearby spiritual veins are very dense, and there are many sects and cultivating families.
After a long journey, Su Fan was finally able to find a place to rest.
Flying in front of the maple forest, he landed on the ground and put away the magic weapon, and couldn't help but frown.
Su Fan released his consciousness and did not feel the breath of the formation in the maple forest.
He thought for a moment, slapped the "Taiyin Ghost Order" on his waist, and summoned Sister Zhen to fly into the maple forest to investigate.
After a while, a thought came from Sister Zhen.
Su Fan couldn't help but sigh, Maplewood City had been abandoned for a long time.
He called Sister Zhen back, took out the map and jade slip and looked at it for a while, then drove away with the magic weapon.
The Qingyang Mountains stretch for tens of thousands of miles, and there are dozens of large and small spiritual veins. Among them, there are three second-level spiritual veins, which are occupied by three Jindan sects, while Qingyang Immortal City is jointly managed by three immortal sects.
In addition to the three Jindan sects, the Qingyang Mountains are also dotted with more than a dozen small sects and countless cultivating families.
This is basically the case in all the Immortal Sects in the Central Plains. As long as there are spiritual veins, there will definitely be many sects and cultivating families gathered there.
It is absolutely unimaginable in the Western Wilderness that so many sects can coexist peacefully together.
The demon sect is ferocious and aggressive. How could there be so many sects gathered in a place with rich spiritual resources like this? The fight has long been overwhelming.
In the end, the fittest will survive, and one magic sect will dominate this spiritual land.
Su Fan controlled the magic weapon and continued flying deep into the Qingyang Mountains, discovering an abandoned Xiaofang City along the way.
It seems that Luo Tianjiao is quite noisy here.
In desperation, Su Fan had no choice but to control the magical weapon and continue moving forward.
When he flew through a dense forest, he saw several monks in the distance galloping over with magical weapons.
Su Fan did not hide, but was suspended in the air, waiting for them to come.
He just didn't care about a few Qi Refining Stage monks at all, and he also wanted to know about the situation nearby.
Soon, several monks flew over and looked at him warily.
These people were dressed in uniform robes, and at first glance they were disciples from a certain Immortal Sect.
Su Fan raised his hands to them and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists, what are you doing here if you stop me..."
The leader of the sect disciple opposite looked at him with a cold face, then took out a jade talisman and swept it at him.
I saw the spiritual light on the jade talisman flicker, and the people on the opposite side relaxed their vigilance.
"We are the Shuiyuemen Law Enforcement Team, please show us your identity jade badge..."
Su Fan smiled, took out his identity jade tag from his storage bag, and threw it to the other party.
The other party took the jade token, took out a miniature magic circle and swiped it on it, and a light screen popped up, which recorded various information about Su Fan.
Su Fan's identity in the Central Plains is innocent and can definitely withstand investigation.
The disciple of the Shuiyue Sect threw back his identity jade token and gave him a somewhat incredulous look.
"You really came from Haoyuan Immortal City..."
Su Fan understood what the other party meant. How did you survive?
He smiled and said: "I'm lucky, I saved my life by chance..."
"During this period, many monks came from there..."
Su Fan smiled bitterly and did not answer the question, with a trace of sadness on his face.
He acted so well that the Shuiyue Sect disciples across from him showed a trace of sympathy in their eyes.
"You go south, first go to Huixingfang City to register your identity..."
Su Fan thanked the other party and then left with the magical weapon.
After flying for more than half an hour, the monk's figure could finally be seen along the way. The escaping light of the magical weapons converged in one direction from all directions.
Su Fan raised his eyes and saw a huge city in the distance.
This Huixingfang City is quite big.
It is estimated that the evil cult has made too much noise, so Xianzong moved all the surrounding small towns here.
Su Fan landed outside Fangshi. In front of him, there were several long queues at the gate of Fangshi. The monks who were preparing to enter Fangshi were undergoing inspection.
He found a team to follow, slowly crawling forward with the long flow of people.
Finally, Su Fan arrived at the gate of Fangshi and passed the test after careful inspection.
Although he passed the security check, he was not a local monk and had to re-register his identity before entering the city.
Su Fan came to a room outside Fangshi, came to a counter, and handed over his identity jade token.
A Shuiyue Sect disciple looked up his information and then glanced at him.
"You once joined the Forbidden Evil Division, and assisted the disciples of the Immortal Sect in Haoyuan Immortal City to wipe out the evil cultivator's stronghold..."
After listening to the other party's inquiry, Su Fan nodded.
"Our Shuiyue Sect is recruiting outer disciples. Your resume is very good. We can give it priority..."
Su Fan quickly shook his head, what a joke.
"When I escaped from Haoyuan Immortal City, I was seriously injured. I want to find a place to heal first..."
The Shuiyue Sect disciple behind the counter nodded very considerately, and then re-registered him.
After registering his identity, Su Fan successfully entered Huixingfang City.
This place has obviously been renovated. There are nine main streets, three horizontal and three vertical. There are many shops on both sides. The streets are crowded with pedestrians, making it very lively.
Of course, the prices of various cultivation materials are not lower than those in Haoyuan Immortal City.
Su Fan found an inn. The house prices here were ridiculously expensive. Staying in such an inconspicuous little inn cost ten spirit stones for one night.
He entered the guest room and fell asleep. After months of non-stop flying, even an iron man couldn't bear it.
After sleeping for two full days, Su Fan woke up.
Su Fan left the inn feeling refreshed, walked around the streets of Fangshi, then found a restaurant and went in.
He found a seat in the hotel lobby, ordered a table of spiritual food, and started eating.
It was time for dinner, and the hotel lobby was almost full of monks, making it very lively.
"Lao Gu, why did you come back from Qingyang Fairy City..."
"There is no way, casual cultivators can't survive there..."
"You did well there before..."
"That was before. Now if you want to live in Qingyang Immortal City, you have to either join the Immortal Sect as cannon fodder, or you have to be recruited by the Immortal Sect..."
"Is the Immortal Sect so domineering now? Let's go to the East China Sea to hang out..."
"You have a beautiful idea. I heard that in the major fairy cities in the Central Plains, the teleportation formations leading to the East China Sea have long been closed..."
"Damn, this doesn't allow anyone to live. It makes me anxious, and I will join a cult..."
"Brother, be careful what you say, be careful what you say..."
Su Fan held the chopsticks with a dull expression on his face. He could clearly hear the words of the two monks at the table next to him.
What the hell...
He had always wanted to find a place over the East China Sea and practice quietly.
It seems that he has a pretty good idea.
Nowadays, evil cults are spreading in the Central Plains, and there must be many people who want to go to the East China Sea. How can the major immortal sects in the Central Plains allow them to leave the Central Plains?
(End of chapter)
