Jiang Fan took Li Qingshan and Xiaoqin, and the three of them walked along the aisle between the attic and the attic, strolling around and watching the flowers.
I have to say that the person who designed this place has a unique understanding of the two words immortality and beauty.
Because it is only indoors, it does not have enough space like outside, so it cannot create that particularly spectacular and majestic momentum.
However, through the polishing of various small details and the layout of architectural flowers and plants, such as the small bridge running between the attic and the flowing water, the exotic flowers and plants dotted on it, the ground exuding a thin white mist, etc.
It creates an ethereal fairy charm in a limited space, which is really amazing. .
As Jiang Fan walked, he saw a simple-looking monk in green shirt standing in front of him.
The moment this person saw him, he subconsciously averted his eyes for some unknown reason.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Fan's heart moved slightly, and he secretly remembered this person in his heart, and then passed by the monk in green shirt.
After Jiang Fan and others walked away, the green-robed monk turned around and stared at their backs with a sneer on his lips.
The game has been set up, just wait for the other party and run into it.
Jiang Fan and the three of them walked forward leisurely and leisurely along the aisle.
There were at least hundreds of monks in the Yingxian pavilions in the Yunling Hall hall, all the time paying attention to him.
Some of these monks had puzzled expressions on their faces and were extremely puzzled in their hearts.
What's going on with the guy in No. 19 Tiange?
Even though he knew he was rich, he still dared to hang out arrogantly. Was it because he had too many spiritual stones and wanted to do charity?
There are also some monks with greedy eyes and eager hearts, thinking about how to extract all the spiritual stones from this lucky guy.
These monks are not very honorable in their daily lives, and have committed murder and robbery more or less several times.
Now, if it weren't for this rule that monks should not fight each other, they would have swarmed up and killed Jiang Fan to steal the spiritual stone.
The last remaining group of people were struggling in their hearts, their eyes filled with greed for a while, and then clear again, and the cycle went back and forth.
Li Qingshan followed Jiang Fan, looking at the other party's unhurried pace, he felt anxious in his heart.
What's going on with Senior Brother Jiang? Even though I had explained my interests to him before, I didn't expect that he still insisted on going his own way and insisted on leaving Yingxian Pavilion, which was covered by an isolation formation.
Forget it, but what kind of trouble is this swaggering, slow, old man taking a walk?
Are you afraid that those with evil intentions won't have time to react?
Jiang Fan glanced at the long-bearded monk and saw the anxious expression on his face. He could probably guess what he was thinking and shook his head secretly.
He originally wanted to use his body as bait to catch others.
The higher the profile, the easier it is to achieve your goal.
As for Xiaoqin, the maid in white, although she was extremely anxious in her heart, her good professionalism prevented her from writing her inner emotions on her face like Li Qingshan.
Normally, she should have rested at this point.
However, in order to be able to promptly remind Jiang Fan by passing notes when he encountered those immortal masters with evil intentions, she decided to work overtime.
The three of them had different expressions. They walked aimlessly along the corridor emitting white mist, occasionally talking to each other.
Turning a corner, more than a dozen monks came towards me.
They were walking staggeringly, and they were surrounded by a fat white monk in the center. They all exuded a strong smell of alcohol and looked drunk.
Although it is said that after a monk drinks alcohol, he can use his own spiritual power to force the alcohol out of his body.
But some people will deliberately keep alcohol in their stomachs in order to seek that bit of drunkenness.
These people are obviously like that.
Jiang Fan frowned slightly when he saw them charging all the way, and led Li Qingshan and Xiaoqin to retreat to the side of the aisle and get out of the way.
However, I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional.
Jiang Fan saw that the group of people was staggering and ran towards him.
He snorted coldly, and his aura subconsciously erupted.
Although there are many monks in this group, most of them have strength below the Foundation Establishment Realm. There are only two or three who exude the spiritual power fluctuations of the early Foundation Establishment Realm.
The tyrannical pressure brought by Jiang Fan's crystallization realm cultivation level immediately suppressed them all to the ground.
And at this moment, he felt a gaze coming from the depths of the Yunling Hall and focusing on him.
This feeling of being watched is very strong, as if the owner of the gaze is deliberately letting himself know.
Jiang Fan was silent for a moment and slowly regained his aura.
He knew that this was the owner of this place, warning him.
When the monks saw that the pressure that enveloped them had disappeared, they all got up from the ground in confusion.
The fat white monk who was obviously the backbone of these people walked up to Jiang Fan, burping from wine and flashing fat, stretched out his stubby fingers, pointed at his chest, and said in a high-spirited voice:
"Do you know who I am? You dare to use your aura to overwhelm me. Do you not want to live anymore?"
Jiang Fan was slightly stunned when he heard this.
This fat man obviously only had the strength of the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. After bumping into him, not only did he not apologize, he actually dared to come forward and provoke him, looking arrogant.
Although the meaning behind his words seemed to be due to the strong background behind him.
But doing this is a bit too brainless.
When Jiang Fan thought of this, his heart moved, and he understood it instantly.
If nothing else, this guy is the person he wants to find.
This fat white man is definitely a hook specially launched by those guys who are plotting to steal my spiritual stone.
The reason why he put on this mindless and arrogant look was to try to anger himself, and then lead him step by step into their trap.
At this moment, Jiang Fan heard Li Qingshan's secret voice in his ears:
"Senior Brother Jiang, I think there is something wrong with these guys. They are probably a trap. I suggest you ignore them."
At the same time, Xiao Qin, the maid in white behind him, also quietly poked Jiang Fan's waist with her finger and secretly handed out a note.
Jiang Fan scanned it with his spiritual sense and found that it read:
"Master Jiang, do you still remember the games that I told you about in the Yingxian Pavilion, which are specially used to trap immortal masters who have won large bets?"
"My servant knows this guy. He often appears here. He is the executor of the first step of one of the bureaus. Please be careful to deal with it, Master Jiang, and stay out of their way."
After Jiang Fan finished reading the content on the note with his spiritual sense, his eyes flashed slightly, and he quietly put the note into the storage jade bracelet, and at the same time thought to himself:
Junior Brother Li, Xiaoqin, I can only accept your kindness.
It's a pity that his purpose is to enter the game.
So I'm sorry, I have to worry you two for a little while from now on.
Jiang Fan thought of this and took a breath.
Then, under the astonished gazes of Li Qingshan and the maid in white, his face darkened and he said angrily:
"You damn fat man, you must be impatient with life. You are so small in the early stage of Foundation Establishment Realm, but you dare to yell at me!"
