The snowflakes were as big as goose feathers and were continuous. In just a short time, they were piled up almost as high as half a person. It was hard to believe that it was snowing so heavily that just yesterday it was still a sunny day.
But this is the Sea of Chaos. Not to mention the four distinct seasons and orderly solar terms, the environment may undergo earth-shaking changes within a few hours, and there are no rules!
"Brother Fan, Brother Fan, I finally succeeded in building the foundation!" A little boy with a tough head and a tough head rushed over happily, breaking through the snow with his steps, making a crunching sound.
The man he called Big Brother Fan was sitting in the snow, but all the snowflakes that fell within three feet of him were floating to both sides silently, which was very strange.
Looking at the person again, he has a square face and a firm eyebrow. Who is he if he is not Fan Xiang who came to the Sea of Chaos to gain experience.
Fan Xiang, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Third-grade Daoji, it seems that he has been working hard recently."
"Of course." The little boy's eyebrows were full of pride, "I am much faster than my sister this time!"
"I knew you were going to show off to Master Fan." A voice as clear as a bell came, and a little girl who looked to be no more than eleven or twelve years old came over, "I was just afraid of hurting your self-esteem, so I just stopped for a moment." It’s just been suppressed for a few days.”
The little girl's eyebrows are picturesque, and her eyes are as black as ink, making her look very alert and agile.
She bowed to Fan Xiang with some respect and said, "Master Fan, my aunt has prepared a large table of delicious food for you. Let me call you."
Fan Xiang said with a smile: "I have already reached the state of eating wind and dew. I don't need to eat. On the contrary, it is you two who should supplement more nutrition."
The little girl rolled her eyes, covered her mouth and laughed softly: "Master Fan, my aunt also took out the jar of old wine that grandpa hid!"
When Fan Xiang heard this, he stood up suddenly and said solemnly: "I have calculated the time, but it is the day to leave the country. Moreover, the aunt is so kind, how can I live up to it? Hurry up and lead the way!"
Nearly ten years ago, Fan Xiang changed his appearance and entered the Sea of Chaos, and began his experience in the Golden Core stage.
There are many ancestors of Shangqing who have been tempered in the Sea of Chaos. When it comes to understanding this place, he even knows more than most monks who have lived here for a long time.
Fan Xiang took the guide, focused on avoiding those extremely dangerous Jedi, and started traveling on a different road from Chongli City.
At the beginning, he was still the same as when he was in the East China Sea...he walked along as he pleased, drank every day, and killed any monsters he encountered with a single sword.
Along the way, I killed many monsters, saved many pedestrians, and encountered many opportunities.
And his cultivation also improved a lot as he expressed the swordsman's intention in his heart.
Until Fan Xiang came to this small island and met the golden elixir ape demon accepting his wife.
He didn't say much, and a few rays of sword light flashed through, neatly chopping the wild monster into pieces of flesh all over the sky.
Just when he thought he had done another good deed, he saw the mournful faces of those mortals.
He asked in confusion: "Why is my father so depressed?"
The leader of the old man said with a grimace: "We also understand that the Taoist priest is doing chivalry and justice, but this old ape is dead. Without his protection, we are afraid that we will not survive next year."
Fan Xiang was stunned when he heard this. He had never seen anything like this since he learned swordsmanship and slayed demons in the Qing Dynasty.
You must know that the prosperity of cultivation in the East China Sea is already unparalleled in all nine states, and even the living conditions of mortals are not generally good.
Not only do they have enough food and clothing to live a prosperous life, but many people also have the opportunity to practice spiritual practice.
Moreover, even some sect families that are partial to evil at least maintain their genuine style on the surface.
After all... mortals are the foundation of the Immortal Sect. With sects such as Shangqing on their side, there are very few people who dare to cross this line.
Fan Xiang is not unaware that the human races who live under the rule of demons and monsters are completely different from what he has experienced.
But... I've only seen it on jade slips, and the difference between seeing it in reality is too big to be described.
Seeing the death wish in the old Taoist's eyes, Fan Xiang said quickly: "Don't be afraid, old man. Fan will clean up all the monsters around you and guarantee your safety."
When the old man heard this, he knelt down and kept saying: "I don't dare to trouble the Taoist priest, I don't dare to trouble the Taoist priest..."
Fan Xiang raised his sword and went away, killing all the evil monsters that could affect the island within a radius of ten thousand miles.
For half a month, he couldn't even rest for a moment. His plain white robe was covered with solidified black blood.
He returned to the island again and said to the old man: "Old man, I have killed all the big monsters around here. I will be worry-free for a while."
The old man forced a smile on his face and said, "Thank you so much, Taoist priest, for your generous action. The old man thanks you here."
Fan Xiang naturally saw the charm and said: "If I am worried about another big demon coming, then there is no need. The poor Taoist has laid out tricks around him. Even if it takes hundreds of years, no demon will invade this place." .”
But the old man still couldn't show any joy on his face. He did this again and again, and finally made Fan Xiang angry. He asked coldly: "Do you have anything else to say?"
As soon as these words came out, the old man was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground. He did not dare to say any more words, but kept kowtowing to admit his mistake.
Fan Xiang ignored him and just waved his hand to drive him away.
But after staying on this island for five more days, he knew why this was the case.
The weather in the Sea of Chaos has always been unpredictable.
It will rain today and snow tomorrow. In just two days, Fan Xiang saw farmland submerged by heavy rain and crushed by snow.
After getting to know it, he realized that these grains were loved by the golden elixir demon, so it would often take action to change the weather and protect the cultivated land.
Even if 80% has to be turned over to the big demon, only 20% is enough for them to survive, unlike now, where nothing is harvested.
Then, Fan Xiang saw a few monks in this group of people. They were also following the path of the demon tribe, and they were more like demon soldiers and ghosts.
But even so, this is their rare extraordinary power and a means to protect themselves, and all of this has become unsustainable after the death of the ape demon.
Fan Xiang smiled bitterly and said: "It seems that this demon only asks for a bride every year, but it is quite interesting!"
He fully understood that these people who had not been able to live in the city could only survive by parasitizing under this group of monsters and monsters.
And he believed that he was slaying demons and doing chivalry, but he only took away their hope of life faster.
Of course he could kill all the big monsters around him and act chivalrous for a while.
But after he left, these mortals still had only one way to die.
At that time, Fan Xiang asked himself...
You can settle your grudges and slay demons, but after drawing the sword, can you spend an unknown amount of time just to deal with the aftermath properly?
Can you protect their safety here, mediate wind, rain, thunder and snow, and teach them how to practice?
If you sit here for who knows how many years, without experiencing, fighting, or exploring that opportunity, what's the point of coming to the Sea of Chaos?
Moreover, there are countless such things in the Sea of Chaos. Can you completely manage them?
Fan Xiang couldn't help but ask himself.
"Would you like that?"
There is a long sword sound in my heart.
"willing!"
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"Unexpectedly, this man from Shangqing, whose traces had been best traced, has never been found." Tang Yuan played with the wooden sign in his hand, thinking non-stop.
Based on his understanding of Shangqing, since he has the opportunity to be here, there must be a disciple of Shangqing who has come here to practice and practice.
Most likely it was Fan Xiang.
And given his character, as long as he pays more attention to slaying demons and doing chivalrous acts of justice, he can follow the map and find this person.
It's a pity that Tang Yuan couldn't find this person even with the help of Wanbao Pavilion's power.
"Where have you been hiding, Fan Xiang?"
