Chapter Twenty-Three, Immeasurable Immortal Mansion 1
"Who are you?"
A voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the three people, and the three of them were taken aback.
The voice was completely unaffected by the wind, as if sitting in a room and talking face to face.
Xiao Lan and Shen Hui's vision had lost their effect, and they couldn't see what was around them at all.
Wu Fan also looked around, trying to find out where the person who spoke was, but he found nothing.
"Who are you?" Wu Fan said in a deep voice.
"Hmph, you're not qualified to ask me! Do you know that if I do it now, you'll all fall off a cliff! ”
"Cliffs?" The three of them were shocked when they heard this, could it be that they were already standing on the edge of the cliff at this time?
"Hmph, don't you think I'm scared?" Wu Fan deliberately provoked him, wanting to judge the person's position from the direction of the voice.
However, the man's voice was in his ears, and it was impossible to judge.
"Huh? Are you a monk? Interesting...... Interesting......" The voice paused for a moment, then suddenly added.
Wu Fan's heart sank, he could even see that he was a monk? How did he see it?
Although Shen Hui and Xiaolan knew that Wu Fan had some special abilities, they didn't know that he was a monk.
At this time, they realized that Wu Fan was actually a monk.
"Hey, brother, why didn't I think that it was possible for ordinary people to crush people's fists?" Shen Hui interjected on the side.
Wu Fan said, "Don't talk too much!" He asked the man, "How do you see that?" Are you ...... too? ”
"There are very few monks nowadays, and ...... You have reached the realm of a second-level monk, and you are young, which is not bad. The voice said again.
"Senior brother, don't tease them, quickly accept the Faxiang!" Suddenly, another voice rang out.
"Senior brother, do you recognize them?" The voice from earlier asked.
"Yes, I've met this young man surnamed Wu, and I'm a friend." Then the voice said.
Wu Fan's brows furrowed, and he thought of someone in his heart, "Could it be him?" ”
"In that case, then leave it to Senior Brother!"
With that, the sky began to brighten again, and the sandstorm vanished.
"Three friends, don't panic, that's my junior brother, Dusty Sand." A middle-aged man appeared in front of him.
"Sure enough, it's you!" Wu Fan recognized this middle-aged man, but he didn't expect that he was also in the Infinite Mountain.
"You broke into the formation arranged by my junior brother, that's why you fell into his illusion realm." The middle-aged man said.
"Who the hell are you?" Wu Fan looked at the middle-aged man with burning eyes.
This person appeared in front of him again and again, making him feel uncomfortable.
"There is no shadow in the lower Dao, but a Taoist priest who is practicing in Wuliang Mountain." The middle-aged man said.
"Huh? Are there monks in the Infinite Mountain? Wu Fan asked. He was a second-class monk himself, so he wondered if there were anyone else like him.
The Shadowless Daoist nodded and said, "Exactly." ”
Shen Hui seemed to be relieved at this time, and said, "Wouldn't those Taoist temples be cultivators?" No matter how I look at them, they are like money junkies, and they want money at every turn. If you don't give it, you will be given a roll of the eye, and even scolding! ”
"Haha, they're not monks, they're just laymen. If we cultivators are also obsessed with money, will we not be disturbed? Shadowless Daoist said with a smile.
"Is that junior brother of yours very powerful? What rank of monk is he? Wu Fan asked again.
This shadowless Taoist priest said that what they had just encountered was some illusion, and that dust and sand could actually create a sandstorm, and it was so realistic, isn't it a very powerful master?!
"My junior brother has already broken through level twenty-nine, and he will enter level thirty in the near future." The Shadowless Daoist said with a smile.
"What? Only level twenty-nine? ”
Wu Fan was a little disappointed in his heart, originally he thought that the junior disciple who could create such a realistic illusion must be a very powerful character, at least seventy or eighty level realm. I didn't expect it to be in my thirties.
"It's only level twenty-nine? Haha, boy, you underestimate the difficulty of cultivation! The Shadowless Daoist laughed. Do you know that in order to cultivate to this twenty-ninth level, my junior brother has spent fifty years! ”
"Fifty years?!" Wu Fan pursed his lips, this cultivation speed ...... It's too slow. Do you have to cultivate for so many years?
"Since you are here today, it can be regarded as our fate. Neither of your two friends is a monk, so you can wait here in peace, and I'll take you to visit the place where we are cultivating!" Shadowless Taoist said.
"Don't mind, we want to go see it too!" Shen Hui heard that the shadowless Taoist priest said that he would only take Wu Fan to visit, and immediately objected.
The Shadowless Daoist shook his head, "Our cultivation place is very secret, not known to the world, if it is not a fellow Daoist, it is really not suitable to go." ”
Shen Hui frowned, and glanced at Wu Fan again and again, although Wu Fan also wanted Shen Hui and Xiaolan to go, but the master of the family was unwilling, and he couldn't force it, right?
So he shook his head at Shen Hui and motioned for him to wait here.
Shen Hui knew that there was no result, so he had no choice but to stop talking.
Xiaolan stared at Wu Fan with a pair of bright eyes, and then looked at the shadowless Taoist priest, and didn't mind.
"It turns out that Brother Fan is still a monk! No wonder he would attack me with a water sword during our first fight! ”
Xiaolan has always had a question in her heart, and she was relieved until today.
"It turns out that there are really fairy-like characters in this world?!"
Xiaolan thought to herself, "It seems that grandpa doesn't tell all stories, maybe some of them are true!" ”
The Shadowless Taoist took Wu Fan's hand, and with a wipe of his right hand in the air, a light gate appeared out of thin air.
When Wu Fan saw this scene, he felt a little familiar, when he met the Chaos Patriarch back then, the Chaos Patriarch also played such a trick.
"Could it be that cultivators will? When did I learn this trick, wouldn't I be able to go anywhere at will? ”
This is actually Wu Fan's thinking is too simple, this kind of spell that conjures up the gate of the passage out of thin air is not something that everyone can cultivate, unless the monk realm reaches level forty or above.
Moreover, the place where this passage gate can lead is also different, the passage gate drawn by the Chaos Patriarch can lead to any place, while the one drawn by the Shadowless Daoist can only lead to his cultivation place.
Of course, the current Wu Fan doesn't know this.
Seeing Wu Fan and Shadowless Daoist leaving, Shen Hui shrugged his shoulders and said, "What's the big deal." Sitting on the ground, I thought about it for a while, but I still felt a little unwilling.
He glanced at Xiaolan and said, "Xiaolan, do you want to know where your brother Fan went?" ”
"Hmm."
Xiaolan nodded, how could a young man not be curious when he saw the legendary fairy figures? She also wants to see what the place where the gods live is like?
"Shall we go find him, then?" Shen Hui stood up and said with a smile, just like a bad guy who abducted a girl.
Xiaolan blinked and asked strangely, "How do you find it?" ”
"Hey, come with me!" Shen Hui said with a smile.
Xiaolan was suspicious, although she felt that Shen Hui was not necessarily reliable, but based on the trust she had in him when she was a child, she still followed him.