On a somewhat desolate hill outside the gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Huang Xiaoran stood on the highest place, his expression revealing a hint of anxiety, and his eyes looked into the distance from time to time.

"Senior Sister Huang, will Senior Brother Yu not come? From behind Huang Xiaoran, a disciple wearing the costume of Earth Fire Peak walked up, looking to be in his twenties, his voice was a little sharp, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with Yu Feifan.

This person's name is Sima Yan, he is a disciple of Earth Fire Peak, although he is a little bitter, but he has something unique in alchemy, so Huang Xiaoran specially invited him. This trip to the Nine-Story Magic Tower was very important to him.

Huang Xiaoran turned around and smiled at Sima Yan when he heard this, and said softly: "Senior Brother Sima doesn't need to worry, since Senior Brother Yu promised to come here, he will definitely keep his promise." What's more, the trip to the Nine-Story Demon Tower will definitely be risky, and Senior Brother Yu can also have more strength in us. ”

When Sima Yan heard this, his lips turned down and he was about to say something, and another voice came from the opposite hill: "I haven't been in the sect for a while, but what I've heard the most about this Senior Brother Yu has been hearing about it recently." Not only was I able to receive a blow from the Guiyuan Realm monk, but I was also on an equal footing with Senior Brother Yi, and I really wanted to meet this mysterious fellow disciple. ”

"What Brother Pan said is that I also want to meet this person. The girl standing next to the man said with a smile on her face, although she was talking about Yu Feifan, her eyes were always focused on the man beside him, and a happy look appeared on her face from time to time.

Huang Xiaoran shook his head secretly in his heart when he saw this man and woman, these two are both disciples of Zixiao Peak, the male is called Pan Feng, and the female is called Gu Qian'er, both of whom are core disciples of Zixiao Peak.

Although they said that they wanted to meet Yu Feifan, I am afraid that they did not believe that Yu Feifan had such strong strength in their hearts.

Sure enough, Gu Qian'er's eyes moved, and she asked a little wittily: "Sister Huang, you have seen the competition between Senior Brother Yu and Senior Brother Yi with your own eyes, can this person really be equal to Senior Brother Yi, you must know that Senior Brother Yi has the Thunder Yin Sword in his hand." Most of it was Senior Brother Yi's mercy. ”

Huang Xiaoran's expression remained unchanged and he still wore his signature smile, touched the green silk in his ear and said, "Even if Senior Brother Yi has reservations, this Senior Brother Yi also has some strength. ”

"Oh, most of the disciples of Heishui Peak are weak in cultivation, but I didn't expect that this Senior Brother Yu still has some means, but he doesn't know what exercises to cultivate. The corners of Pan Feng's mouth seemed to be smiling, and there was obviously sarcasm in his tone. Heishui Peak has always given people a relatively weak impression, whether it is the number of disciples or the evaluation of the disciples in the sect.

Pan Feng and Gu Qian'er, as disciples of Zixiao Peak, originally underestimated the disciples of other peaks, let alone the disciples of Heishui Peak.

Huang Xiaoran was so smart that he naturally understood what the other party meant, although these two were a little proud, they were the top disciples of Zixiao Peak. This time, going to the Nine-Story Demon Tower also had its own purpose, and she didn't dare to offend too much.

Only one of them, a man with a somewhat stubby build, kept his eyes closed, and did not seem to hear any of them. The others didn't pay any attention to him, apparently not the kind of person to attract attention.

Just as a few people were talking about Ji Feng, a black shadow galloped towards this place like the wind, and from a distance, only an afterimage kept moving.

This person is none other than Yu Feifan, he has deliberately controlled the speed of 'stepping on clouds', otherwise with his current cultivation, he will be unable to distinguish his figure with the naked eye if he uses all his strength to urge the 'stepping clouds' boots of the mid-grade spirit weapon.

After a while, the black light flashed, and Yu Feifan's figure appeared. Although he was still wearing a black robe, it was not the clothes of a disciple of Heishui Peak.

As soon as Yu Feifan appeared, he couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw the few people in front of him, these people were still wearing the costumes of Heavenly Sword Peak. Although the identity of the disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect was somewhat deterrent, he didn't believe that in a place like the Nine-Story Demon Tower, where all kinds of cultivators were concentrated, the identity of the Heavenly Sword Sect would have any effect, but it would cause unnecessary trouble.

"Are you Yu Feifan?" Sima Yan immediately began to look at Yu Feifan unscrupulously the moment he appeared, and to his surprise, this person had a young face and looked a little delicate. In particular, a pair of eyes were unusually shining, giving people a firm sense of coldness, which made Sima Yan very uneasy in his heart.

Pan Feng and Gu Qian'er also focused their eyes on Yu Feifan, and even the man who had been closing his eyes opened his eyes. It seems that although they despise Yu Feifan, they are still a little curious about Yu Feifan.

Yu Feifan's gaze swept over several people one by one, and he sighed secretly in his heart.

If he could, he wouldn't be willing to go to the Nine-Story Demon Tower with these people. Teamwork in the cultivation world is of course important, but the people behind it are often these so-called teammates.

"Yu Feifan has seen a few Taoist friends in Xia!" Yu Feifan's voice was calm, and he couldn't hear any emotional changes in it.

He didn't have a certain purpose when he went to the Nine-Story Demon Tower this time, but in order to get the innate seal in Huang Xiaoran's hand, he was bound to go.

And he also did some homework on the nine-story demon tower, which was the place where the demon venerable was suppressed back then, which reminded him of the Heavenly Demon Sword in his hand, maybe this trip will be rewarding.

Yu Feifan has always believed that only through experience can he get his own opportunities, otherwise, if he blindly cultivates, even if his cultivation grows for a while, once he fights with others, he is often inferior to a monk who is lower than his own cultivation.

Even if there is no adventure in the nine-story magic tower that is closed all year round, there will be some heavenly treasures in some places inside, as well as some ancient monks' magic weapons.

If you can get some spiritual materials in exchange for some spiritual stones, you will be able to cultivate your spiritual power to the consummation realm at that time.

"Yu Dao's friendly big shelf actually made so many of us wait for you. Sima Yan didn't know why, Yu Feifan's attitude made him feel a little irritable, so much so that he lost his composure even when he spoke.

When Huang Xiaoran heard this, he immediately reconciled: "Okay, since Yu Daoyou is also here, let's go." You must know that although the Nine-Story Demon Tower is not too far away from our Heavenly Sword Sect, it will take us a year to travel by foot. ”

After Huang Xiaoran finished speaking, he called out to Senior Brother Tie, and the stout and swarthy man who had been sitting cross-legged stood up silently, and then silently took out a scroll from his arms.

The scroll opened, more than a zhang long.

Yu Feifan carefully looked at the scroll and found that there were layers of clouds on it, and a cyan spaceship loomed between the clouds. Yu Feifan clearly felt that there were spiritual power fluctuations in this scroll.

"A few Taoist friends, this is the 'Spirit Cloud Boat' painting scroll given by the family teacher, let's cast a spell together to sacrifice it. Huang Xiaoran played a trick towards the painting scroll, and a spiritual array immediately flashed on the painting scroll, and six of the arrays emitted spiritual light.

"A few senior brothers, each of us has a formation, as long as we inject mana into it, we can sacrifice this boat. Huang Xiaoran's voice said hurriedly.

Although Yu Feifan was surprised in his heart, the movements in his hands were not slow, and the five fingers of his right hand pressed one of the formation points, slowly injecting spiritual power into it.

Unexpectedly, the Heavenly Sword Sect still had such a magical magic weapon, and Yu Feifan was secretly surprised in his heart while injecting spiritual power into the scroll. It seems that his knowledge is still too little, Luo Yun can use supernatural powers, this Huang Xiaoran can use flying spirit weapons, it seems that his previous understanding of the innate realm is still too limited.

With the infusion of spiritual power, the clouds above the scroll seemed to come to life, and slowly flew up from the scroll and stopped in midair. Even the cyan flying boat turned into bits of blue light and began to fly out of the scroll little by little.

At this moment, Sima Yan let out an 'ah' sound, and the hand holding the scroll detached, which immediately caused the magic circle on the scroll to shake.

Sacrificing this scroll consumes a lot of spiritual power, and for Yu Feifan, this spiritual power is not noticeable, after all, his own spiritual power is four or five times that of ordinary monks. Moreover, the spiritual power contains demonic energy, which is not comparable to ordinary spiritual power.

It's just that Sima Yan couldn't fully bear the consumption of the scroll, his face was pale and he looked like he had consumed too much spiritual power. Huang Xiaoran, Pan Feng, and Gu Qian'er also had solemn faces and looked a little struggling.

However, the stout and swarthy man looked a little calm, which made Yu Feifan a little surprised in his heart.

Sima Yan's palm left, and the large array of scrolls immediately began to become unstable, Huang Xiaoran was a little anxious, and the other palm flashed and was about to take over Sima Yan's position to stabilize the large array.

Yu Feifan saw this, his eyebrows moved, and if Huang Xiaoran's cultivation supported the two formations, I am afraid it would not be able to complete it. Although he didn't want to show his strength, he had to make a move.

The black aura of the left palm flashed, and the finger was the position where the spiritual power of the sword was injected into the formation eye. The large array, which had been somewhat scattered, immediately regained its calm.

Yu Feifan's move naturally attracted the attention of several other people, but this time there was less contempt and more solemnity in their eyes.

"Thank you Senior Brother Yu for making a move!" Huang Xiaoran secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yu Feifan make a move.