At noon, Su Fan slowly opened his eyes.
He rubbed his sore head and tried to get up from the ground, but finally lay down.
Last night, Su Fan and Lao Ye drank all night long, and the spirit wine seemed to be free of charge. Anyway, the floor in the room was full of empty wine jars.
Su Fan stood up and sat cross-legged on the ground, using his energy to relieve the hangover.
"call……"
After a while, he took a long breath of alcohol and suddenly felt refreshed.
In fact, when a monk drinks alcohol, he can easily use his magic power to dissolve the alcohol, but in this case, he will lose the hearty feeling.
Only by completely restraining the spiritual power of the whole body can one truly appreciate the dizzy and exciting pleasure after drinking.
Last night, the two of them chatted arm in arm all night, as if they were back in the small courtyard they had in Shaoyangfang City, talking about everything without any scruples.
It turns out that old Ye is back again, which makes Su Fan very happy.
Su Fan couldn't say, but there was something wrong with this guy's previous state anyway, and he felt that his whole temperament had completely changed.
Maybe he is still a swordsman, but he doesn't have the same energy as before.
How could a person like Lao Ye be lost in the vast sea of people?
Sooner or later he will soar to the sky and become a being that everyone looks up to.
Of course, the road to sword cultivation is lonely and long.
Only by moving forward bravely, overcoming thorns and thorns, one person with a sword, and breaking all the bonds, can we go forward.
There is nothing else in Sword Cultivator's heart except the sword, and he is doomed to be alone all his life.
Before Lao Ye left last night, he crushed all the jade messengers in front of him and went to the battlefield alone, preparing to go deep into the front line.
In the days that follow, he will walk on the edge of crisis, stroking death as he moves forward.
In the great terror of life and death, he realizes the true meaning of sword cultivation.
This guy even crushed Su Fan's messenger jade talisman to pieces, and said that if he wanted to know more about him in the future, he would look for his name on the demon-slaying list.
well……
This guy is a sword madman.
Su Fan couldn't stop him and didn't know how to persuade him.
Okay, he can do whatever he wants.
Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven.
Before the two separated, Su Fan searched through the rings for a long time, but couldn't find anything that could be given to him.
Although Su Fan had many good things in his hands, the sword cultivator looked down on foreign objects.
After much deliberation, he found a few precious weapon-refining materials from Najie, and took out a large piece of evil spirit bone and gave it to Lao Ye.
If there is a chance in the future, let him incorporate these precious weapon refining materials and evil spirit bone powder into his flying sword.
Su Fan sat cross-legged on the futon in a daze for a while, then got up from the ground.
He took out the "Shura Ghost Face" from the Najie, changed his body shape, and then left the cave.
Su Fan came to the cave of Zhenren Qingyu and knocked on the formation in front of the door.
"come in……"
Su Fan walked into Zhenren Qingyu's cave and saw the old man sitting cross-legged making tea.
"Senior, I'm back..."
Seeing Su Fan's changed appearance, the old man was stunned for a moment, but then he looked at him with a look of relief on his face, smiled and stretched out his hand.
"sit down……"
After he finished speaking, he poured a cup of spiritual tea and placed it in front of Su Fan.
Su Fan quickly took it with both hands and said, "Senior, I want to tell you something..."
"Tell me..."
Su Fan thought for a moment and said, "I want to take a few days off from you to visit a friend..."
Master Qingyu was stunned for a moment after hearing this, but he immediately thought of something.
He shook his head and said: "If it were anyone else, this wouldn't be a big deal, but it's different for you. Now without the Dao Palace True Lord nodding, no one dares to agree to you..."
After finishing speaking, the old man thought for a while and said: "It just so happens that True Lord Hongda and True Lord Haodong of the Dao Palace have just sent a decree to summon you. You'd better tell them."
After listening to Master Qingyu's words, Su Fan nodded.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself. Because of his performance in the time and space arena, Huoyun Dao Palace must be afraid that he would be lured away by other sects.
"That's alright, I'll go and pay homage to the two true monarchs..."
Su Fan, led by Master Qingyu, drove the magic weapon to a temporary cave behind the battle line.
This place used to be the location of a certain Immortal Sect's Immortal Sect, and it was requisitioned right after the war.
Arriving in front of the caves of the two True Lords of Huoyundao Palace, the old man stretched out his hand and pointed to the thatched cottage in the distance.
"Go ahead, the two true kings are waiting for you..."
After Master Qingyu finished speaking, he patted Su Fan on the shoulder, then turned and left.
Su Fan glanced at the thatched cottages in the distance, took a deep breath, and walked over.
This was his first time being summoned by True Lord Nascent Soul, so he would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous.
When Su Fan came to the thatched cottage, he saw two old men sitting in the small courtyard in front of the thatched cottage playing chess.
He came outside the small courtyard and bowed respectfully to the two true monarchs.
"Disciple Su Fan, pay homage to the True Lord..."
"come in……"
An old man in the small courtyard looked up at him and waved to him.
Su Fan quickly walked over and stood in front of them respectfully, without even daring to raise his head.
This is really not a coward, Mu Qiang is human nature.
Facing two such powerful beings, one must have a heart of awe.
"Don't be nervous, come and sit..."
After listening to the other party's words, Su Fan raised his head and secretly looked at the two true monarchs.
To be honest, the two True Lords did not leave a deep impression on him.
These two old men were dressed in commoners and had hemp shoes. There was not a trace of aura escaping from their bodies. They were really simple and indifferent, just like the old people in the world.
One has an elegant temperament and a long beard, while the other is short and skinny, looking like he would fall over if blown by the wind.
"Do you know how to play chess? Let's have a game..." The elegant old man gave Su Fan a gentle look.
Su Fan quickly shook his head and replied respectfully: "Disciple will not..."
The skinny old man stopped at that time and said: "Why are you asking other people's children? This game is not over yet, and you want to cheat, right? No way..."
"Hmph...you think I'm afraid of you. It's not certain who will lose and who will win..."
The two old men started bickering over a game of chess, and Su Fan next to them almost burst into laughter.
These two old weirdos are so out of tune.
The two true kings quarreled for a long time before they finished the game of chess. In the end, no one won.
The skinny old man pulled the chessboard with one stroke and said angrily: "Huh... do it again..."
The elegant old man was not annoyed and stroked a strand of his long beard with his hand.
"Why are you here? My children have been waiting here for a long time..."
The skinny old man glared at the other person, then turned to look at Su Fan, with a smile in his eyes.
"Well... this kid is pretty good, I like it..."
After the skinny old man finished speaking, he nodded with a smile and glanced at the other True Lord next to him.
"I quite like this kid..."
After hearing this, the elegant old man asked: "If you like it, just take it as my disciple..."
"Hey...child, are you willing to join me..."
After hearing what the skinny old man said, Su Fan quickly knelt down and kowtowed to him without even thinking about it.
"Disciple, pay homage to Master..."
How could Su Fan be unwilling? He was also thoughtful.
The skinny old man pulled out a Na ring from nowhere and threw it to Su Fan.
"Let's play with it..."
"Disciple, thank you Master..."
Su Fan quickly took the ring and kowtowed respectfully.
The skinny old man nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the elegant old man opposite.
"Hurry up, meet and greet..."
The elegant old man smiled and shook his head, pointing his finger at the skinny old man.
"You guy, let me put it in your words..."
After he finished speaking, he also took out a Na ring and handed it to Su Fan.
Su Fan quickly took it with both hands, not daring to use his spiritual consciousness to check the contents of the two rings, so he could only hold them carefully in his hands.
The skinny old man glanced at Su Fan with a smile and waved to him.
"You go ahead. When you return to the sect, we can talk again..."
After hearing this, Su Fan quickly stood up and bowed respectfully to the two of them.
"Master, I want to see a friend tomorrow. I..."
Before he could finish speaking, the skinny old man waved his hand.
"Go if you want to..."
When Su Fan came out of the thatched cottage, he saw Master Qingyu waiting for him. Seeing him coming out, he hurriedly greeted him happily.
"Boy, how are you..."
Su Fan smiled and said: "There is a true king who likes me and takes me under his wing..."
"What……"
Qingyu's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it.
For a new outside disciple like Su Fan, even if the Fire Cloud Dao Palace wanted to win over him, it would not allow him to become a disciple of True Lord Yuanying.
"Which True Lord did you become a disciple of?"
Su Fan didn't know who the skinny old man was, so he described his appearance just like Master Qingyu.
Master Qingyu nodded and said: "Congratulations, you have become the disciple of Master Hongda. He is famous for being a protector of shortcomings..."
After listening to the old man's words, Su Fan knew his master's name.
"No one else is as lucky as you..."
Su Fan chuckled and said, "I didn't expect such an opportunity. Master said he liked me..."
Qingyu Zhenren sighed, this boy's future future is probably going to reach the sky in one step.
No matter who it is, once they become disciples of True Monarch Nascent Soul, they can at least walk sideways in the Central Plains.
After Su Fan said goodbye to Master Qingyu, he returned to his cave.
He sat cross-legged on the futon and took out the ring given to him by the two true monarchs. This was a meeting gift for the Nascent Soul True Monarch.
Su Fan's eyes narrowed, and his consciousness swept over the two Baifang Na rings. Looking at the contents of the Na rings, he felt so happy that he was so happy.
After all, he is the True Monarch of Nascent Soul, and the greeting ceremony is so extraordinary.
The greeting gift given to him by Master Hongda Zhenjun was very simple. There were only six top-quality flying swords in the ring, all of which were of extremely extraordinary quality.
The old man must have seen the "Seven Killing Sword Formation of Greedy Wolf Breaking the Army" that he used, and directly supplied him with nine top-quality flying swords.
It is also hoped that when he controls this sword formation in the future, he will be able to shoot out nine swords at the same time, and the power will be increased at least several times.
It's just a pity that with Su Fan's current soul strength, it is indeed a bit reluctant to control nine top-quality flying swords at once.
But that's not the point. The point is the six top-quality flying swords.
Even if a disciple of a super sword sect like the Lingxiao Sword Sect wants to collect nine top-quality flying swords, it will be difficult for them to reach the sky.
The first flying sword of every super sword sect disciple is automatically recognized by the flying sword in the sect's sword tomb.
The flying swords owned by sword cultivators are completely different from ordinary flying swords. Even if you are a master of weapon making, you still have to rely on luck to refine a top-quality flying sword.
Just the precious materials needed to refine the best flying swords can bankrupt a sword cultivator.
It seems that the meeting gift the old man gave him should have been prepared a long time ago. Accepting him as a student was not a whim, but had been planned for a long time.
The meeting gift given to him by True Lord Haodong was much more affordable.
There are all kinds of third-level immortal talismans, top-quality spiritual weapons, and high-quality elixirs inside. There are a lot of them.
To be honest, for a Nascent Soul Lord, such a greeting gift is quite tacky.
But Su Fan likes it, the cheesier the better.
Early the next morning, not long after Su Fan got up, the formation outside was touched.
He immediately frowned. Master Qingyu arranged this place for him, and no one else knew about it.
Su Fan opened the formation of the cave and saw a Jindan master wearing the robe of Huoyundao Palace standing outside.
"Disciple Su Fan, meet my uncle..."
He bowed respectfully to the other party, and then let the real person into the cave.
"I am Wei Feng from the sect's Internal Affairs Hall. Congratulations to my nephew for joining the sect of Uncle Hongda..."
Wei Feng and Su Fan exchanged polite words before asking for his identity jade talisman.
"Originally, when my nephew became the disciple of Uncle Hongda, the sect was going to hold a ceremony. But now, at this time, we can only keep everything simple. Please don't mind, my nephew..."
Of course Su Fan wouldn't mind, he wished no one knew about it.
"Uncle Master is too polite, how could the disciple mind..."
Wei Feng helped Su Fan re-register his identity, not only replaced him with a more exquisite jade talisman, but also collected his blood essence and a trace of his soul to record.
Now he is already an elite disciple, and he is also one of his own in Huoyundao Palace.
The elite disciples of the super sect are not ordinary people. Even the foundation building and golden elixir cultivators from other small sects have to be polite when they see them.
Every elite disciple of Huoyundao Palace will leave a "soul lamp" in the sect.
The "soul lamp" is a magic lamp that is lit with blood and essence as oil and soul as a sickle.
As long as there is a "soul lamp", the sect can determine the disciple's life or death based on the brightness of the lamp, and can roughly locate the disciple's location.
In addition to the elite disciples, only Jindan Zhenren in Huoyun Dao Palace would leave a "soul lamp" inside the door.
Su Fan laughed at himself. He had traveled to the world of cultivation for so many years, but he had only managed to get ahead today.
After seeing off Master Wei Feng from the Internal Affairs Hall, Su Fan simply packed up and left the cave.
He came to a nearby square, took out the messenger jade talisman and contacted Chen Chang of Taixu Immortal Sect. The other party received his message and came over quickly.
"Senior brother, I've kept you waiting for a long time..."
He just sent a message, and you're here in less than two minutes. I've been waiting for a long time.
"Junior brother, I'm sorry to trouble you this time..."
Chen Chang waved his hand and said: "Senior brother, what are you talking about? It's just a trivial matter. Junior brother, I still have some connections in Taixu Immortal Sect..."
I just want you to help lead the way, no need for connections.
Unexpectedly, Su Fan thought of things simply. If he wanted to go to the Taixu Immortal Sect's sphere of influence at this time, it would be really troublesome if there was no one to lead him.
Anyway, according to the formal channels, if you want to transmit across regions, you have to go through a lot of procedures.
Chen Chang led Su Fan to a nearby teleportation circle. He waved his identity jade talisman at several disciples on duty.
When the other party saw his identity jade talisman, they immediately became respectful and quickly opened the teleportation formation for them.
As a dazzling light lit up, that familiar feeling of dizziness came again.
When Su Fan opened his eyes, the two of them were already in a huge palace. In the middle of the palace was a huge teleportation array.
Chen Changchong showed his identity to the disciples on duty here and walked out of the hall easily.
It was only then that Su Fan realized that Chen Chang's identity in Taixu Immortal Sect might not be that simple.
"Brother, let's find a place to settle down first. I have already made arrangements for the evening..."
The two of them had just taken a ride on the teleportation array and had to rest for a night anyway.
Although Su Fan didn't want to owe a favor, he had already helped him so much, so he had the nerve to refuse, so he had no choice but to agree.
Chen Chang took off a jade messenger charm from his waist, picked it up and sent a message.
"Old He, what are you doing..."
"What else can I do, just mess around..."
"I have arrived at your territory..."
"Really, just wait, I'll be there soon..."
Not long after Chen Chang put away the message jade talisman, he saw a chubby figure running over from a distance.
This man was tall, with a fair, plump face, but kind eyes.
"Xiao Chen, you didn't say hello in advance when you came over..."
After speaking, this man glanced at Su Fan and nodded to him with a smile.
"Who is this……"
Chen Chang glanced at Su Fan, and when he saw him shaking his head imperceptibly, he suddenly understood.
"This is Senior Brother Su, from Huoyun Dao Palace..."
After he finished speaking, he introduced the visitor to Su Fan.
"This is He Yuanguang, my little boy..."
Su Fan quickly raised his hand to the other party and said: "This is our first meeting, please take care of me..."
He Yuanguang waved his hand boldly and laughed: "Xiao Chen's friends are my friends. Let's go. I will help you find a place to live first..."
The two of them followed He Yuanguang and walked out of the square. Just as they were about to walk out of the square, Su Fan suddenly saw a familiar figure.
(End of chapter)
