Every time Da Luotian invades, it is a catastrophe to this world of cultivation.
Su Fan and other monks of his generation could not stay out of the situation. He originally thought that he would become cannon fodder and be stuffed into this huge meat grinder.
Who would have thought that he would sneak into the Huoyun Dao Palace and become an inner disciple.
The front line of defense was raging with war, and thousands of monks died on the battlefield every day, but he stayed in the rear, living a leisurely life every day.
Where does this make sense?
There is no way, the disciples of the Super Immortal Sect are treated like this. Before those small families are all dead, they will not have the chance to fight.
Nowadays, the battle situation on the front line has fallen into a stalemate. The first line of defense, where the battle is the most tragic, is where countless foreign demons from Da Luotian are attacking crazily every day.
Although Da Luotian's invasion this time did not follow the routine and chose the battlefield in the hinterland of the Central Plains, catching the major immortal sects in the Central Plains by surprise.
However, the major immortal sects in the Central Plains handled the situation very well and decisively abandoned hundreds of sects covering tens of thousands of miles, causing more than a hundred immortal cities to fall.
Three temporary lines of defense were established, costing the lives of countless foundation-building monks, and buying valuable time for the general mobilization in the rear.
It took nearly a year for the major immortal sects in the Central Plains to finally build a defense line consisting of more than a dozen walls hundreds of feet high, completely blocking the foreign evil spirits from Daluotian.
In any case, the major immortal sects in the Central Plains finally got rid of the passive situation and stabilized the battle situation.
To be honest, although the monks of the Central Plains Immortal Sect are not as capable as the Demon Cultivator and the Sword Cultivator, in terms of war potential, the East China Sea, the Western Wilderness, the Southern Barbarians and the Northern Xinjiang, all combined, are not as good as the Central Plains.
I really need money and people.
Moreover, the major immortal sects in the Central Plains are full of talents, and their attainments in various skills, such as formation, talisman, alchemy, weapon, and puppet, are beyond the reach of other regions.
The major immortal sects in the Central Plains have spent countless resources to establish more than a dozen strategic defense lines, and the southeast, northwest and northwest are almost integrated.
Every few thousand meters on the city wall that is hundreds of feet high, there is a magic pillar that shoots straight into the sky. The local spiritual veins are used to build a complete "Nine Heavens Seal Ten Thousand Thunder Immortal Formation" that is specially designed to defeat evil ghosts and evil spirits.
Although there are countless foreign demons who are not afraid of death and madly attack every day, they are all blocked from the defense line.
But these have nothing to do with Su Fan. Every day he is either practicing hard in the cave or making tools in the workshop.
Su Fan's life in Jiuxingfang was extremely comfortable.
In the early morning, Su Fan finished his breakfast and sat cross-legged on the futon.
The kettle on the red clay stove next to him was steaming, and a piece of refreshing incense was burning in the incense burner on the table, curling like mist.
A wisp of green smoke lingered in the room.
Su Fan took out the wooden box from the ring and placed a piece of spiritual tea in a simple tea cup.
The boiling spiritual spring water is poured into the tea cup, making a subtle sound, the tea leaves float faintly, and the color of the tea is as green as amber.
Su Fan picked up the teacup and smelled it. Before he even took the drink, he felt like he was in a plum forest.
Hold it up and take a sip, it will instantly refresh your mind and your pores will open, as if you are lying on a cloud, watching the changes in the wind and clouds, the world is like a chess game, and you will instantly become an immortal.
After a while, Su Fan finally woke up and felt that his soul was clearer than ever before.
"This tea...is so good..."
He is not like Master Qingyu, who is reluctant to drink such a good spiritual tea in his hand.
Even the best tea is meant for drinking.
Why don't you drink it and keep it?
The old man was so amused that such a good tea was delivered as soon as he said it would be delivered.
Anyway, if it were him, he would definitely not be willing to send it out.
Not to mention giving it away, even if he gave it to others to drink, he would not be willing to part with it.
There isn't much tea in the wooden box, just three or four taels, but you only need to put one piece in it to make several brews.
Su Fan put away the simple wooden box. The tea was enough for him to drink for a while.
He drank some spirit tea leisurely, then left the cave and came to the main street of Fangshi.
Su Fan took the teleportation circle in Fang City to Tianyuefang and came to Qingyu Zhenren's pavilion.
As soon as he walked up to the second floor, Master Qingyu saw him and pointed at him.
"You brat, you ran away that day..."
Su Fan chuckled and sat cross-legged opposite the old man.
"Aren't I afraid that you, old man, will regret it..."
Master Qingyu glared at him and said angrily: "I am a Master Jindan, so what I say can be considered..."
But let's pour some tea. If he hadn't been quick that day, the tea might have been gone.
"Of course what uncle said is true..."
After Su Fan finished speaking, he thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Master, how is the situation on the front line..."
"What else can I do? Just stay frozen..."
After speaking, the old man shook his head and said: "Da Luotian has already opened more than a dozen foreign space passages, and evil spirits are coming to the Central Plains continuously. It will not be finished in a while."
Su Fan frowned and said, "It seems that this battle will not be over in a few years."
"There's no need to get up there now, what kind of worries are you having..."
Having said this, Master Qingyu moved towards Su Fan, and Su Fan quickly leaned forward.
The old man leaned close to his ear and whispered: "It is said that more than a dozen Nascent Soul Lords of the Super Immortal Sect gathered together recently..."
Su Fan didn't understand. It was normal for these old monsters to get together once.
"I heard that the Immortal Sect may be doing something big..."
Do something big...
Could it be that the Central Plains Immortal Sect wanted to counterattack, wouldn't this stabilize the war situation?
How long has this been stable? They are about to cause trouble.
The Central Plains Immortal Sect should not be too promiscuous.
Taking advantage of the home court, Da Luotian will be unable to hold it back sooner or later as long as he defends his defense.
"I also heard what people from the Taoist Palace said. Don't go out and talk nonsense..."
After listening to the old man's instructions, Su Fan hurriedly said: "Uncle, you don't understand me yet, so what have you said to me..."
It's none of his business and has nothing to do with him at all.
The two chatted for a while, and then Su Fan said goodbye to Master Qingyu and took the teleportation array back to Jiuxingfang City.
The next month was uneventful.
Seeing that there was no movement from the major immortal sects in the Central Plains, Su Fan was relieved.
He was really afraid that these old monsters would do something wrong again.
In the weapon-making workshop, Su Fan stood in front of the fire-gathering formation, staring intently at a spiritual weapon blank in his hand.
This spiritual weapon is called "Qing Ling Haoyin Bottle" and it is a space spiritual weapon. The bottle can hold hundreds of cubic meters of liquid, as well as some water-based heaven and earth spiritual objects.
This was Su Fan's first time refining a space spiritual weapon, so he didn't dare to be careless at all.
The material "Kongming Stone" required for this space spiritual weapon is extremely rare, and he doesn't have much on hand. If it weren't for this time, he wouldn't be able to exchange it at all.
Any Najie that exceeds 100 directions will need some "King Ming Stone", and some great weapon makers can even use "King Ming Stone" to refine space equipment above the front.
After shaping and making, the prototype of a water bottle-shaped spiritual weapon has been formed.
Su Fan was already very familiar with the engraving talisman array, fire control and spirit gathering, and fire quenching. After some refining, he finally successfully refined the "Qingling Haoyin Bottle".
Su Fan was very excited as he held this white jade bottle that was more than an inch high.
The successful refining of a space spiritual weapon this time also brought Su Fan's weapon-making skills a step further.
He put away the "Qing Ling Hao Yin Bottle", then said a few words to Sun Yong next to him, and then walked out of the tool making workshop.
Just as Su Fan was about to walk to the cave, the jade communication talisman around his waist vibrated.
He picked it up and took a look and found that it was a message from Tang Fei.
"Senior brother, I've arrived at Jiuxingfang, where are you?"
"I'm at the tool making workshop. I'll go find you right away..."
After Su Fan finished speaking, he put away the communication jade talisman, and then came to the main street of Fangshi, where he saw Tang Fei waiting for him.
Seeing Su Fan, Tang Fei hurriedly walked up and handed over a Nai Ring.
"These are the various resources exchanged in the past few months, as well as the rewards that can be exchanged for you. They are all in it..."
Su Fan took Najie and put his arm around Tang Fei's shoulders.
"Let's go... let me get it. Let's have a drink tonight..."
Tang Fei shook his head and said: "Forget it, I still have to meet two buyers tonight, let's wait another day..."
Su Fan nodded after hearing this and said, "Sure... let's talk about it next time..."
Saying goodbye to Tang Fei, Su Fan returned to his cave.
He sat cross-legged on the futon and took out the ring given to him by Tang Fei.
Ever since he heard Master Qingyu's words last time, Su Fan had always felt unsure, so he asked Tang Fei to exchange all the good deeds in his hands for what he needed.
Anyway, be prepared.
He has used up all his good deeds, so it is better not to keep this thing in his hands and exchange it as soon as possible.
What Su Fan exchanged the most for were third-level immortal talismans, precious top-grade elixirs, and various top-grade spiritual weapons. They were all top-grade equipment needed on the battlefield.
There is no need to worry about selling evil spirit bones in exchange for rare weapon refining materials, high-grade spiritual stones and other cultivation resources.
After Da Luotian's foreign evil spirits are driven away in the future, these things will definitely make a fortune.
The next morning, as soon as Su Fan got up, he found that someone had triggered the defensive formation outside the cave.
He walked over, opened the formation, and saw two Jindan masters standing outside the cave. One of them he still knew, the one who summoned him last time.
Su Fan did not dare to neglect and quickly bowed respectfully to the two of them.
"Junior Su Fan, I would like to pay my respects to my two uncles..."
The leader, Jin Dan Zhenren, smiled and said: "Get ready and come with us right away..."
After hearing what the other party said, Su Fan was stunned.
"Uncle Master, this is..."
"You don't need to ask, just get ready..."
Su Fan had no choice but to turn back to the thatched cottage and put away all the facilities in the cave.
He didn't know why, but his intuition told him that this was not a good thing.
Su Fan packed up quickly, followed the two Jindan masters to Jiuxingfang, and then left in the teleportation formation.
The two Jindan masters took Su Fan to a palace-like building on the front line. At this moment, more than a hundred foundation-building monks wearing the standard robes of the Fire Cloud Dao Palace had gathered here.
There are several other Jindan Masters standing at the door of the hall, including Qingyu Master.
When the old man saw Su Fan, he turned his head and looked away as if he didn't recognize him.
"Okay, everyone is here, let's go in..."
Following the shout of a Jindan Master, Su Fan walked into the palace-like building along with the flow of people.
After entering the hall, he discovered that there was a remote teleportation array in the quiet room.
Su Fan turned his head and glanced at the foundation-building disciple next to him, with a hint of questioning in his eyes.
The man smiled bitterly and shook his head at him. It seemed that the other party didn't know where they were going.
Su Fan and others stood on the formation. As a dazzling light suddenly appeared, he quickly closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he was in a strange place.
Su Fan followed the flow of people and walked out of the hall where the teleportation formation was located. Outside was a square where more than a hundred foundation-building monks were gathered.
Seeing the robes they were wearing, someone recognized the identities of these people.
"They are from the Taiyi Dan Sect..."
The Foundation Establishment disciple next to Su Fan came over and whispered softly.
After hearing what the other party said, Su Fan frowned.
Something's wrong...
Because the foundation-building disciples of his Taiyi Dan Sect also looked confused.
Su Fan knew very well that the foundation-building monks gathered here should all be new disciples joining the two sects.
Several golden elixir monks from Huoyundao Palace walked over and exchanged greetings with the golden elixirs from Taiyi Dan Sect, and then led them out of the square.
Su Fan glanced at Master Qingyu in front of him. This old man must know what was going on.
But on such an occasion, it was best for the two of them to pretend that they didn't know each other.
This should also be somewhere on the front line. Monks from two sects were walking on the street. The streets were full of disciples wearing various sect robes.
"This may be the Western War Zone..."
"That's right, that man is wearing the robe of Taixu Immortal Sect..."
"What on earth do you want to do by bringing us all the way here..."
Su Fan frowned, suddenly having a bad feeling in his heart.
It's not a good thing anyway.
A group of people came to the valley near the defense line in a mighty manner. The area here was not small, dozens of acres in size, and there were miniature caves on the mountain walls on both sides.
The valley was full of disciples wearing robes from various major immortal sects, and these people were looking at them with scrutinizing eyes.
"Sword cultivators...they are members of the Lingxiao Sword Sect..."
"That is the robe of Haotian Immortal Palace. I have seen it before..."
"Why are there still demon cultivators? They are from the Demon Sect of Xihuang..."
"People from the Linghai Immortal Sect in the East China Sea are also here..."
Su Fan sighed. The old monsters from the major immortal sects in the Central Plains were probably up to something.
The monks in this valley are either from the major super sects in the Central Plains and the East China Sea, or from the four major demon sects in the Western Wilderness.
Not far away from him, there were several foundation-building monks wearing the robes of the Nine Nether Demon Palace. Their eyes were ferocious and full of aggression.
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Mo Xiu, and I feel quite friendly.
On the other side stood a few monks with swords on their backs. One look at their behavior and it was clear that they were a group of sword maniacs.
I don’t know if Lao Ye is here, but this guy has also made it to the top ten on the demon slaying list.
There were almost no people around these two groups.
The disciples of various immortal sects in the Central Plains and the East China Sea did not dare to stand beside them.
Su Fan settled down in a cave on both sides of the valley, and walked out of the cave in the evening.
He came to the outside of a cave and turned his head to look on both sides.
"Uncle, I would like to see you..."
"come in……"
Hearing Qingyu's voice, Su Fan walked into the cave.
"Come and sit..."
Su Fan nodded and sat cross-legged opposite Master Qingyu.
"Uncle Master, what do you mean..."
The old man smiled bitterly, then shook his head.
"I don't know either. The decree passed down by a true king in the Dao Palace, among other things, is for us to summon the top 100 disciples on the demon-slaying list in our sect and rush here."
Su Fan thought for a moment and said: "Uncle Master, are those old Nascent Soul monsters trying to get us to do that big thing..."
After listening to Su Fan's words, Master Qingyu nodded.
"I think so. Let's wait for the news. It will only happen in the past two days..."
The two of them had something on their minds and were no longer interested in chatting. After saying a few words, Su Fan left.
He returned to his cave and sat cross-legged on the ground. Just as he was about to practice the exercises, he heard a loud noise coming from outside.
When Su Fan walked out of the cave, he saw a group of sword cultivators carrying swords on their backs, looking for people from one cave to another.
Although many of the foundation-building disciples of Huoyun Dao Palace were a little timid in the face of these sword madmen, they could not be allowed to be so unscrupulous.
Although I can't beat them, I can always reason with them.
A disciple of the Fire Cloud Dao Palace who was in the middle stage of foundation building quickly stood up and bowed his hands to these sword madmen.
"Brothers, I am Xiao Xian from Huoyun Dao Palace. I don't know what you are doing..."
A sword cultivator gave Xiao Xian a cold look, with a sharp edge in his eyes.
"My name is Zhuang Wuya, and I come from the Lingxiao Sword Sect. Su Fan is here..."
Xiao Xian was stunned for a moment and suddenly remembered something.
He finally understood why these sword madmen came to the Dao Palace to cause trouble. It turned out that they wanted to find the top of the demon slaying list.
Of course Xiao Xian knew that Su Fan was from Huoyun Dao Palace, but no one had ever seen this guy before.
"Brothers, whether you believe it or not, no one here knows Senior Brother Su Fan, and no one has seen his appearance..."
"Um……"
Zhuang Wuya obviously didn't believe it. He glared with a strong murderous aura, which frightened Xiao Xian and took a few steps back.
"Senior Brother Zhuang, we really don't know. If you don't believe it, you can go to the other disciples of the Taoist Palace..."
Zhuang Wuya snorted coldly and looked at the disciples of the Fire Cloud Dao Palace across from him with cold eyes.
"As the top one on the demon-slaying list, why do you have to hide your identity? Did you do something shameful..."
After hearing his words, several sword cultivators behind him laughed.
Seeing these people laughing at Su Fan, the expressions of the disciples of Huoyun Dao Palace changed.
These sword madmen went too far. How could they slander the monks of our sect so much? They also did not take Huoyun Dao Palace seriously. Moreover, the one he insulted was the top of the demon-slaying list.
If they couldn't beat him, they would have turned against him long ago.
At this time, several more demon cultivators came over.
"I am Leng Xuan of the Blood Demon Sect. Su Fan is here..."
When Xiao Xian and others heard this, they broke out in cold sweat. Just now a group of sword madmen came, and now a group of demon cultivators came.
How can there be such a bully? You really think our Huoyun Dao Palace is easy to bully.
Xiao Xian walked up quickly, cupped his hands and said, "It turns out to be Senior Brother Leng, whose name I have admired for a long time..."
Leng Xuan didn't give him any face, he opened his mouth and cursed: "Don't you know me? You have known me for such a long time..."
Xiao Xian's face flushed with anger, he breathed heavily and stared at Leng Xuan.
I will fight with you...
Although he thought so, it was just a thought.
My father-in-law suffered from cerebral thrombosis today. As soon as I arrived at the hospital, my hands were numb and I couldn’t speak. I spent a whole day in the hospital and I am a little late today. Please understand.
(End of chapter)
