Moreover, as Jiao Yan said, after entering the purple bamboo forest, the aura is even stronger.

It makes people smell refreshed and the meridians are unblocked, and it is really a good place.

If it weren't for the sake of finding his own master this time.

Chu Fan might have to retreat in this purple bamboo forest for a period of time, maybe it would be of great benefit to his cultivation.

He always felt that this purple bamboo forest could not only absorb miasma and exhale spiritual energy.

He could feel the vitality of every bamboo.

Especially the further you go inside, the more obvious this feeling becomes.

Everyone went deep into the purple bamboo forest, and suddenly, they heard a melodious bell.

Chu Fan suddenly remembered that the news he had found in the Star Luo Sect was that the last place where the master appeared was in a place called Silent Zhao Temple.

He hurriedly asked, "Is there any temple near here?" ”

"That's right, Silent Zhao Temple, the host there is particularly boring, but your master shouldn't be in Silent Zhao Temple."

"Could it be that your master thinks it's too annoying outside and wants to go to the Silent Zhao Temple to be quiet and quiet? That's possible, why don't we go to the temple and ask? Jiao Yan hurriedly said.

When Chu Fan heard this, he nodded directly.

The group turned around and rushed to the Silent Zhao Temple.

The bell sounded like it was nearby, but when they started walking, they had gone far.

Even the footsteps of their warriors took some time.

When they arrived at the temple, it was already afternoon.

Although Jiao Yan doesn't come to the Temple of Silence much, she also knows a little about it.

Several people gave incense to the Buddha in a proper manner, and then donated money.

Chu Fan directly donated a high-grade spirit stone, alarming the senior brother in charge of the Hall of Merit.

The elder brother personally greeted several people and invited several people to visit the temple.

This is exactly what Chu Fan wanted.

Chu Fan and the four of them decided to go separately to find it.

Soon, they searched the temple and found no trace of their master.

Jiao Yan asked the little monk directly: "Do you have an old man named Fang Zhiyi here?" ”

The little monk folded his hands and said respectfully: "Female benefactor, we don't have pilgrims living here, if you want to find someone, it shouldn't be here." ”

Jiao Yan didn't give up: "What about the monk?" Do you have any new monks here? Maybe Mr. Fang Zhiyi saw through the red dust and became a monk directly? ”

"No, this benefactor, our temple, will not help people become monks at will."

"Oh......" Jiao Yan couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

And Chu Fan has already seen the temple inside and out, and there is no trace of his master left.

Chu Fan couldn't help but have a flash of disappointment in his eyes.

He unconsciously walked in the direction of the back mountain.

On the way, I met the host and a few novices, and the host reminded Chu Fan: "Donor, there is no scenery in the back mountain, just some purple bamboos, do you need a guide?" ”

Chu Fan shook his head casually and said, "I'm just casually strolling, and the master doesn't need to be polite." ”

The two parted ways, the host prepared to go back to his room, and Chu Fan walked to the back mountain.

There is nothing special about the back mountain, but when Chu Fan returned, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a small courtyard behind the host's room, which could not be seen from the front yard due to the terrain.

He subconsciously walked towards the courtyard, and the door was unguarded.

When he walked into the courtyard, he found that there were only some flowers and herbs in the whole courtyard, and they didn't look special.

Chu Fan was about to leave, but he swept to the side of the pavilion in the courtyard, there was a strange stone, and there was a line of words on the stone.

This line of words is strong and powerful, chic and wanton, and it is actually the handwriting of his master Fang Zhiyi!

Here, how can you keep the handwriting of your master?

Chu Fan didn't think about it, and directly flashed to the side of the pavilion, wanting to take the stone away.

"Who is it?" But at this moment, Chu Fan heard an angry shout.

He turned his head and saw that the host, who had already returned to the room, actually appeared in the backyard at some point.

Chu Fan frowned suddenly, and said coldly: "What does this mean?" ”

"Donor, I'm just going to ask you, what does this mean, didn't you go to the back mountain? How did it suddenly appear in my backyard? ”

"This is my private residence, it will not be opened, this donor, please."

Chu Fan's eyes couldn't help but darken.

There is nothing unusual about this small courtyard, except for the stones carved by his master.

The host was suddenly furious, what the hell was he nervous about.

Could it be that there is something wrong with this host?

These thoughts flashed through Chu Fan's mind.

He said lightly: "I have no intention of presiding over the conflict. I just love this stone. I wonder if the host can cut his love and sell me this stone? The price is negotiable. ”

"Nope." The host changed the kindness at the beginning, and coldly rejected Chu Fan.

Chu Fan seemed to have expected that the host would refuse.

Without waiting for the host's voice to fall, Chu Fan's body moved, and he had already appeared in front of the stone, and he was just about to pick up the stone.

I felt a strong gust of wind behind me.

As soon as he subconsciously dodged, the stone bench beside him exploded.

The host didn't say a word, and went straight to it.

Chu Fan turned his head to look at the host.

The host didn't say a word, and directly pounced on Chu Fan again.

Chu Fan squinted his eyes and shouted, "Kill!" ”

The true yuan all over his body suddenly exploded, and instantly condensed into a sharp sword in Chu Fan's hand, and slashed towards the host fiercely.

As soon as the host raised his hand, the Buddhist beads in his hand instantly shot out from the sky.

Chu Fan only felt a terrifying coercion, and pressed directly towards him.

He gasped in his heart.

The strength of this host has definitely reached the peak level of the Lingyuan Realm.

Although he had just been upgraded to the Lingyuan Realm, he was just a martial artist in the early stage of the Lingyuan Realm.

But his true element concentration was stronger than that of everyone in the ancient martial arts world.

His current strength is enough to compete with the martial artists in the middle stage of the Spirit Yuan Realm.

But now, he felt a feeling that he couldn't fight against at all.

Therefore, he concluded that this host's strength was definitely the pinnacle of the Lingyuan Realm.

Sure enough, in the next second, the Buddha beads rushed straight to Chu Fan's front door.

Chu Fan subconsciously dodged, but could only dodge a few fatal Buddha beads.

Several other Buddha beads suddenly crashed into Chu Fan's body in unison.

Chu Fan instantly felt the blood surging all over his body, and a mouthful of blood couldn't hold back at all, and spurted out fiercely.

His whole person was directly knocked backwards and flew out, hitting the pillar of the pavilion behind him, his face was pale, and his breathing became chaotic.

He stared at the host, spat out the remaining blood in his mouth, and slowly stood up.

Although he felt that he was very different from the strength of the host.

But in Chu Fan's dictionary, there is absolutely no word admit defeat.

After he got up, the true qi in his body was quickly mobilized and condensed into a dagger in his hand.

In the next second, he directly burst out and pounced on the host.

The host, on the other hand, still looked at Chu Fan indifferently, and his face did not change in the slightest.

Obviously, he didn't take Chu Fan's attack in his eyes.

I saw that Chu Fan's dagger was already close in front of him.

The host directly threw out a Buddha bead and struck it at Chu Fan's wrist.

Seeing that the beads were about to pierce the wrist.

At this moment, Chu Fan's wrist turned instantly, and somehow, he turned away from the attack of the Buddha beads.

The host sighed in his heart.

He shot three Buddha beads in a row again, heading towards Chu Fan's upper, middle and lower three ways.

And Chu Fan's feet were linked, and his body kept flashing, dodging the attack of the three Buddha beads.

The host narrowed his eyes, and the killing intent in his body suddenly dispersed.

But he didn't stop, but continued to attack Chu Fan.

Chu Fan kept approaching, and the host kept shooting out Buddha beads.

At the beginning, Chu Fan thought that the Buddha beads thrown by the host were real Buddha beads.

But who knew that after a few rounds, the Buddha beads hosted were endless.

Only then did Chu Fan understand that the Buddha beads that the host shot at him were all condensed with true yuan, just like the real ones.

At this point, Chu Fan was still secretly shocked and admired.

He knew that the strength of the host was much higher than him.

However, even so, he had no intention of backing down.

Within a few breaths, the two of them had already exchanged hundreds of moves.

Chu Fan has been suppressed by the host, but the host still didn't use a killer move.

This made Chu Fan's heart frightened, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this host gourd.

Just when Chu Fan was about to ask what the host wanted to do.

I saw that the host suddenly stared, and the Buddhist beads in his hand suddenly dissipated directly.

And Chu Fan's dagger had already rushed straight to the host's eyes.