The big man shook his head: "No, it was Sikong Yueling who broke through to the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm."
The Taoist nun's brows twitched: "In less than two years, you have broken through from the Qi Refining Realm to the late Foundation Establishment Realm. Junior Brother Lei, do you know what you are talking about?"
"Senior sister, you know my character. I'm not the kind of person who likes to joke."
After hearing the big man's confirmation, the Taoist nun could no longer keep her expression calm. She took a deep breath, and the shock in her tone could not be concealed:
"If that's the case, this woman's talent for cultivation is beyond that of a monster."
The big man smiled bitterly and said, "More than just a monster, it makes people's scalp numb."
…
On Yunfeng Island, Han Yun's residence is located in the center of the entire island. It is a nine-story pagoda towering into the clouds.
Han Yun stood on the top floor, playing with the evergreen jade flute in his hand. He had replaced it with a new one since he crushed one on the flying boat last time.
At this time, his back was facing a bald man in a gray robe with a wrinkled face. The man respectfully bent down and handed over his hands, reporting the latest news he had learned.
A moment later, the jade flute fell to the ground with a "pop" and exploded into pieces, following the path of its predecessors.
"Yesong is a loser!"
Seeing his master angry, the bald man immediately lowered his head and trembled, for fear of arousing his anger.
Fortunately, Han Yun's mind was not here at this time.
He stood up and began to walk back and forth irritably, repeating the words "lowly ordinary slave" with a gloomy face, not knowing what he was thinking in his mind.
After a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, he stopped, turned his head sideways, twisted his neck at a strange angle, and looked at the bald man.
"By the way, Lin Yan, do you know Na Fannu's daily routine? For example... what time do you go to bed and wake up every day?"
Lin Yan was struck by his ghostly eyes, and she nodded quickly and said, "I know, I know, my subordinates have paid special attention to this mortal slave since he knew that he was very close to the master of Yueling Island..."
"Stop talking nonsense, talk quickly." Han Yun interrupted the bald man impatiently.
"Yes..." Lin Yan thought for a while and recounted Jiang Fan's routine in memory:
"The slave gets up at Mao hour every day and sleeps at Xu hour..."
After listening to Lin Yan's words, Han Yun nodded with satisfaction.
"Not bad, you are somewhat useful, not a complete waste."
After praising the big man, Han Yun paused and took out a palm-sized rectangular yellow paper with runes on it from his storage jade bracelet:
"Take this."
Lin Yan took it with respectful hands, looked at it carefully, and was shocked:
"Is this, is this a ground cracking talisman close to the level of crystallization?"
"Not bad, quite knowledgeable."
Han Yun nodded, looking at the talisman with a look of distress in his eyes.
"After this talisman is activated, it can instantly collapse the land within a radius of 100 meters. The power is equivalent to a full blow of a Foundation-Building Dzogchen monk."
He paused and continued:
"After you return to Yueling Island, secretly hide this talisman in Nafannu's residence."
Han Yun's face suddenly became serious: "Remember, you must not let anyone find out."
"As you command!"
The bald man put the talisman in his arms, put it away carefully, then lowered his head and respectfully stepped out.
…
On Yueling Island, Jiang Fan found that his senior sister seemed not to be in a good mood. Every time she saw her, even when she was meditating, there was a hint of worry in the girl's eyebrows.
This situation started when Ye Song came over yesterday and told him that the person who wanted to kill him was Han Yun.
Jiang Fan endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Senior sister, are you worried?"
Sikong Yueling was dressed in green clothes and sat cross-legged. Hearing Jiang Fan's question, he opened his eyes:
"how do you know?"
"Is it because of Han Yun?" Jiang Fan inquired.
"Well..." The girl hesitated for a while, nodded slightly, and said:
"Jiang Fan, do you know what kind of person Han Yun is?"
Jiang Fan shook his head: "I only know that he ranks first among the five disciples in this batch of Lingxin Valley. He is the senior brother of senior sister. I don't know about the rest."
When the girl heard this, her eyes fell on Jiang Fan's face. Just as she was about to speak in detail, her brows suddenly wrinkled: "There is something dirty in the corner of your right eye."
"Oh..." Jiang Fan wiped the corners of his eyes with his index finger and found a drop of eye droppings.
He was about to flick away when he saw something was wrong with the girl looking at him, so he resisted the urge, stood up, filled a basin of water, and put his hands in to wash.
Seeing this scene, Sikong Yueling's eyes relaxed.
After Jiang Fan wiped the water off his hands and sat down again, the girl continued:
"Do you think Ye Song is in danger?"
"Extremely dangerous!"
Jiang Fan nodded vigorously. Yesterday, the red figure with murderous intent soaring into the sky left a deep impression on him.
Sikong Yueling continued:
"Han Yun is ten times more dangerous than Ye Song. If Ye Song wants to kill someone, he will just go straight and fight you with a spear."
"And when Han Yun wants to kill someone, he often doesn't do it himself, but uses various plans to make the person's final death unclear."
Jiang Fan felt awe-struck in his heart: "I heard what my senior sister said, is this the ultimate sixth child?"
The girl tilted her head and glanced at him: "Ultimate Old Six...what does it mean?"
Jiang Fan coughed dryly and suddenly remembered that this was a vocabulary that was exclusive to him in his previous life. It was not popular in this world, so he explained:
"It's a name given to a person whose behavior is extremely insidious."
The girl nodded:
"I understand, you are right, this Han Yun is the ultimate sixth in your mouth."
"Why would he target me? It shouldn't be..." Jiang Fan was puzzled. He obviously had no contact with him. It was simply baffling.
The two of them thought about it for a long time, but couldn't come up with a clue. Jiang Fan glanced at the girl and found that the gloom in her eyebrows was getting thicker.
Jiang Fan felt warm in his heart when he thought that the other person was acting like this because he was worried about him.
He thought for a while and said:
"Senior sister, I have heard a saying before, which is that there must be a road before a car reaches the mountain, and it will be straight when a boat reaches the bridge. There is no other way for us to just sit here and think about it. Why don't we go out and relax?"
After all, Sikong Yueling was only a girl of about eighteen years old. She was a little moved when she heard this, but she also thought that Jiang Fan's current situation was not safe. After hesitating for a moment, she said:
"But if you leave this bamboo building protected by the formation, I'm worried that Han Yun will continue to take action against you secretly."
Jiang Fan laughed: "What are you afraid of? Senior sister, aren't you here to protect me?"
The girl thought the same thing. If she couldn't protect Jiang Fan by following him, then the effect of the formation here would be just that.
"In that case, let's go out for a walk as you said."
After hearing Senior Sister's promise to him, Jiang Fan quickly got up and asked, "Senior Sister, is there a good place to go?"
Sikong Yueling thought for a while: "I just broke through not long ago, and I am short of some suitable magic weapons, spiritual objects, and raw materials for weapon refining, so I will go to the trading market in the valley."
Jiang Fan nodded happily, and the two of them made preparations before walking out of the bamboo building.
After looking at the direction, the girl called out the flying boat and asked Jiang Fan to jump on it. The two went straight to the trading market.
