It is not a waste of time to put down the affairs of the family a little and go here to ask the Sword Sect, it is not a waste of time, one back and forth, at most a few days, it is better to waste time cultivating in the secular realm than to go to the heavenly and human realm.

Everything is already conceivable.

For Chen Fan, time is not very important.

Ask the Sword Sect, the first sect in the secular world, inherited for 800 years, I don't know where its Taoism comes from, and it has been stably established as the first major sect in the secular world.

It's only in this generation that it's a little disjointed.

Ask Sword Sect, located in one of the largest cave blessed places in China, Changbai Mountain Range, the same, hidden between the vast snow-capped mountains, not an insider, can not enter this Ask Sword Sect mountain gate at all.

And the entry and exit of the Sword Sect also has its own unique channels.

When the car arrived at the foot of Changbai Mountain, it was already two days later.

When he arrived here, Chen Fan walked in, and the landscape array of this Changbai Mountain was no better than that of the Cangxuan Sect, and the entire mountain range of Changbai Mountain was actually just the tip of the iceberg.

The real mountain range is in this great array of mountains and rivers.

Only by entering this great array of mountains and rivers can you get a glimpse of this strange mountain range that is a hundred times that of the Changbai Mountain Range, and even if the Sword Sect is here, it is only a small foot, and after two days of hiking, Chen Fan walked into this phantom array.

Entering this phantom array, there was a change in front of me, and everything was different.

Chen Fan looked at it.

A strange mountain range, heavy mountains and mountains, looking from afar, on top of a mountain peak, the immortal hall buildings, layer after layer, and around this peak, there are countless miscellaneous peaks, these miscellaneous peaks, full of mortals.

From afar, there are no less than 300,000 people!

Here, it can be regarded as the population size of a small city, "Ask the Sword Sect to operate quite well here. Slowly retracting his gaze, Chen Fan nodded, these people on the miscellaneous peak are all the descendants of some family members of some sect disciples in the eight hundred years of the Sword Sect inheritance, or some people who have strayed into the outside.

Gradually, towns and markets were formed here.

If you can have such a skill, you can only ask the Sword Sect!

Taking a deep breath, there was a rather strong aura in the air, and Chen Fan couldn't help but say, "No wonder the people of the Sword Sect are not slow to cultivate in the secular world, just in this blessed world, there is already ten times the intensity of the aura in the outside world." ”

After a deep groan, Chen Fan walked towards the Sword Sect.

The mountain gate is magnificent, such as the South Heavenly Gate.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Chen Fan was stopped and asked more than ten disciples of the Sword Sect to line up, and there were still foreign monks here, and when he walked here, Chen Fan put his hands behind his back and said indifferently, "Mo Fan, the head of the sect has summoned." ”

As soon as the words Mo Fan came out, the faces of these people changed for a while.

Mo Fan's deeds, they have heard.

In the first battle, this Mo Fan destroyed the head of the Luo Cang faction, that is a congenital! Now, this Mo Fan is really famous, and he has already moved the secular world, ranking first on the land list!

This kind of honor is unique for a while.

It's just a pity that this person is very low-key, and with this matter, he has been living in seclusion, and few people can contact him, but he appeared here.

These people were hesitating, and a figure behind them landed, and they had already walked over with their hands on their backs, "Let him in." ”

"Elder Han!"

These disciples of the Sword Sect stepped out one after another, with respectful expressions, and stretched out their hands to invite this Elder Han to come out, this is a middle-aged man, the breath on his body has reached the Nine Realms of Spirit Refining and survived the three calamities, which can be described as strong.

"Mr. Mo, in Xia Han Xueli, I was ordered to wait for you here. ”

"I've been waiting for a long time, please. Han Xueli stretched out his hand and said politely, in front of Chen Fan, he didn't have a trace of support, this Chen Fan's strength can only be described by two words: horror.

Chen Fan bowed his head slightly and stepped forward.

Asking the disciples of the Sword Sect around, they all bowed their heads to Chen Fan, not daring to face them.

Mountaineering this mountain gate, Han Xueli deliberately lagged half a step behind to show respect, although this young man is not very old, but in a few years, he will be a big man in the world, Han Xueli complimented, "A month ago, Mr. Mo killed Luo Cang, and he was famous all over the world. ”

"I've admired it for a long time. Han Xueli said happily.

Chen Fan smiled, and at that moment, he had already stepped on this mountain gate.

The magnificent mountain gate, like the Heavenly Palace, the tall pillar stands a hundred meters high, ivory and jade-colored, people in this pillar, they can immediately feel their own insignificance, Chen Fan put his hands behind his back and stood fixed for a moment.

In the distance, it was all these people who asked the Sword Sect to walk around.

These people have a modest look of pride on their faces.

This is the spirit and bones cultivated by the people of the great sect.

Once in the Northern Tribulation Mansion, looking at it, you can see such an expression on the faces of the people in the Northern Tribulation Mansion, and seeing that Chen Fan is not moving, this Han Xueli behind him can't help but say, "Mr. Mo?"

Chen Fan was looking for someone, and in the end, Chen Fan's eyes fell on one person fixedly.

This is a thin old man, about 1.6 meters tall, walking up, looking very difficult, leaning on his back, holding a broom, sweeping the floor again.

The old man was wearing a sackcloth that was a little tattered.

and the people who asked the Sword Sect around him, forming a clear appearance.

This old man couldn't help but be weak, and from the outside, he didn't care at all, as if he was a drop in the ocean in this crowd, but with Chen Fan's gaze, Chen Fan's first chapter was running crazy in an instant!

At this moment, Chen Fan was almost about to open his heavenly eyes, and a golden exercise light, uncontrolled, was about to burst out!

Chen Fan closed his eyes tightly!

After a long time, when he opened his eyes, Chen Fan walked towards the old man, and behind him, Han Xueli couldn't help but say, "Mr. Mo, this is an old man sweeping the floor of my sect." Han Xueli scratched his scalp, to be honest, he couldn't remember who this old man was.

Anyway, there are so many people in the Sword Sect, who remembers.

Chen Fan walked behind the old man, the old man was still sweeping the floor, Chen Fan hugged his fists and said, "Senior." The old man turned a deaf ear, Chen Fan said it again, and the old man turned around and said hard, "What?"

Chen Fan raised his head and took a look, the old man's eyes were very cloudy, he was basically blind, and the large old age spots on his face had been connected into a piece, the size of half of his face, which looked scary.

The corners of Chen Fan's mouth raised, and he looked at this old man fixedly for a moment, that's right, he didn't admit his mistake, this person was the old sect master who asked the Sword Sect, Li Renxian!

Over three hundred years old, a real old monster.

In the future, in the battle at the gate of heaven, he will kill three masters with a sword, and his fame will shock the world and make the world look sideways, the existence of this Li Renxian, but now, this old sect master is like a machine that has not yet been turned on, just looking at Chen Fan with very blank eyes.

Chen Fan looked at him fixedly, already remembering him.

"I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person. Chen Fan clenched his fists, and Han Xueli on the side rushed forward in the morning, "Let's go, what is the old man doing here, it's in the way, who arranged it, please go out quickly." ”

The old man was happy, and he didn't care, touched the broom, and left.

The leaves fall back to the roots.

Chen Fan shook his head, he understood the old man's thoughts very well, and asked the Sword Sect to be his root, he didn't care about anything else at all, in his eyes, the red dust was just floating clouds, it could be said that he was looking at the people who asked the Sword Sect, who had passed away from generation to generation.

Chen Fan didn't say a word about it, and was led all the way to the backyard by this Han Xueli.

and never went to the main hall.

In front of a backyard, Han Xueli said in a deep voice, "Mr. Mo, wait a minute. Saying that, this Han Xueli went in, Chen Fan put his hands behind his back, carelessly, and looked at the clouds in this Sword Sect, and the peach blossoms fell.

In a trance, he seemed to see a white shadow on the edge of the courtyard in a corner, flashing by, and before Chen Fan could see it clearly, a voice sounded behind him, "Brother Mo, you are here." ”

A man in white stood behind Chen Fan, only to see that his eyes were slightly red, and he was still secretly crying.

"Bai Gongzi. Chen Fan clenched his fists.

Bai Xiaoru said, "I have come all the way to invite Brother Mo, but I really don't want to go, the head is inside, and I have been waiting for Mr. Mo for a long time." Chen Fan looked at him deeply and observed it first.

This Bai Xiaoru is not simple, and there are probably a lot of secrets on him that Chen Fan doesn't know.