"Yuwenjun, he, can't be killed. ”

"I'm still useful. ”

A majestic voice sounded from the pill peak.

Yuwen Jun immediately knelt down on one knee, "Sect Master, what's the use of him?"

"I heard that he has an alchemy technique of turning waste into treasure, and my furnace of elixir is in danger, so I want Ning Fan to use it. ”

The majestic voice, after it was spoken, there was a bang, and none of the disciples on the Pill Peak did not immediately bend their legs and kneel on the ground.

Sword Sect, Sect Master Sword Dust.

He actually came.

It's just shocking.

Jian Chen, on weekdays, all the disciples, it is even more difficult to meet each other.

Mysterious and elusive.

The disciples of the Sword Sect have been on the mountain for many years, but they have only heard that the Sword Sect has a sect master, Jian Chen.

I only heard that the sword dust swordsmanship is all over the sky, and his cultivation is strong, but I have never seen his true face.

However, now, Jian Chen actually appeared for Ning Fan.

It's no wonder if it's not shocking.

And Ning Fan was also shocked on the spot.

He felt a little confused.

"Ning Fan, are you willing to do alchemy for me?"

A deep voice suddenly appeared, with a sense of inquiry.

Ning Fan took a deep breath and arched his hands, "The disciple is willing." ”

"Well, in that case, you can come with me. ”

Ning Fan immediately felt a soft aura enveloping his body, and he saw that the white clouds seemed to flow backwards, brushing them and disappearing.

......

Yu Wenjun clenched his fists, annoyed.

His eyes showed unwillingness.

Really, this time, just a little, just a little.

But it's just a stone's throw away.

As long as the sect master Jian Chen, a little later, even if it is half a breath, no, not even half a breath, he can kill Ning Fan in an instant.

It was at this stall that Jian Chen appeared.

Why?

Why is this happening?

Ahhh

Yu Wenjun was a little hysterical in his heart.

I'm not reconciled. ”

Yu Wenjun rarely had this kind of anger and this kind of aggrieved thoughts.

However, Ning Fan brought him too many grievances.

"Senior brother, this ...... What the hell is going on. ”

Wu Qingfeng was unwilling to walk to Yu Wenjun's side from the side, looking confused.

"Taken away by the sect master. ”

"I'm not reconciled. ”

Yu Wenjun sighed.

"I'm not reconciled. Wu Qingfeng clenched his fists.

"This little brute has nine lives, and someone comes to the rescue every time, why?"

Wu Qingfeng gritted his teeth, extremely angry.

The two elder-level figures, at this moment, were annoyed by Ning Fan, a sword cultivator at the level of the Sword Yuan.

It can be seen that Ning Fan's position in their hearts is that they all have the intention of killing.

"Senior brother, we still have a chance. ”

Wu Qingfeng said suddenly.

There was a chill in his eyes.

"The sect master just asked him to alchemize, and after he finishes alchemy, let's continue to kill him. ”

Wu Qingfeng sneered, his face hideous.

"So far, this can only be the case, I only hope that the sect master, can not ask too much about this matter. ”

A hint of worry appeared in Yu Wenjun's eyes.

......

When Ning Fan landed on his own, he happened to land in a bamboo courtyard.

His eyes were far away, and he was looking far away.

I saw the major green mountains in the distance, like a sword peak, standing above the heaven and earth, extremely tall.

"Isn't that the Pill Peak?"

In the distance, to the east, there is a mountain peak, which looks like an alchemy furnace, which is round.

And farther away, to the north, there is a statue like Optimus Prime, directly inserted into the sky.

That was Spirit Sword Peak.

"From here, you can see the situation of the other peaks clearly, and only the sect master peak has such qualifications. “

"This is obviously the Sect Master Peak. ”

"But how can this place be so shabby?"

"It stands to reason that Jian Chen, as the sect master of the Sword Sect, should live in a place that should be resplendent and splendid, and the main hall should be like that. ”

"But it's so simple, it's just a courtyard, surrounded by bamboo forests. ”

Ning Fan felt abnormal emotion in his heart for a while.

"Come here. ”

At this time, an indifferent and gentle voice came from the courtyard house.

Ning Fan walked towards the bamboo house.

Taking off his shoes, Ning Fan walked into the bamboo house.

Inside the bamboo house, it is cool.

A man appeared in the house.

A man sitting on a recliner.

On the deck chair was an old man.

Wearing a purple brocade robe, holding a copy of the "Dan Sutra" in his hand, he was looking at it.

The other hand was clasped towards the foot.

He was barefoot, and his feet seemed a little itchy.

After deducting his foot, the old man casually stretched out his hand and touched it towards a dish on the table of the Eight Immortals.

There were peanuts in the saucer, and he took the peanuts, and he didn't feel dirty, so he grabbed a handful and put them in his mouth.

The creeping sound.

Peanuts seem to be delicious, maybe peanuts with the taste of feet have a different taste.

However, after Ning Fan saw this scene, he only felt that his scalp was numb.

Who is this old man?

"Boy, what about me, I was researching a furnace of pills recently, but there was a problem in the follow-up, and now I want to fry the furnace, I have tried my best to stabilize the medicinal ingredients in the pill furnace a little, so I didn't let it fry the furnace. ”

"However, I don't want to lose the medicinal materials, after all, these are all things that I have spent a lot of effort to get over the past few decades. ”

"Also, there's a dragon's eye in it, which is hard to get, so you'd better help me. ”

"You help me, I'll help you, the cultivation world is actually the same as the rivers and lakes, there is no big difference. ”

The old man said as he chewed peanuts.

"That, Senpai...... You...... Are you the Sword Dust Sect Master?"

Ning Fan squeezed out a smile and asked the old man in front of him a little frightened.

"Hmm, what's the matter? Do you think that the old man's demeanor should be as chic as jade as a jade tree in the wind?"

Jian Chen suddenly laughed, his nose moved slightly, and he buckled it into his nostrils.

Buckled a black thing out.

Ning Fan nodded subconsciously.

"Cheesy, who stipulated that as the sect master of the Sword Sect, you have to be in the wind in the Yushu? But well, when I was young, I also had the Yushu in the wind, I remember, some young girls all pulled my legs, and they had to be with me. ”

"But, I'm not good at this, so I don't take those women seriously at all. ”

"Okay, no further ado, I still have to read the "Dan Sutra", what about you, help me stabilize the Dan furnace as soon as possible. ”

As he spoke, Jian Chen's hand threw out, and an aura directly opened a crack in the void.

Ning Fan only felt that his body was light, and he swished and disappeared.

Hot.

When Ning Fan landed on the ground, he felt that the space around him was extremely hot.

The heat was rolling like a wave, sweeping towards him.

He glanced around, and now there was an enclosed space.

In the space, there is a lot of fire.

And where he was, was a red slate.

In the center of the stone slab, there is a gossip map, and on the gossip map, there is a cyan alchemy furnace.

Around the alchemy furnace, there are nine dragon heads.

The nine dragon heads shimmered with a glimmer of blue light.

And inside the dragon's head mouth, it kept spitting out cyan spiritual energy, spraying towards the Dan furnace.

(End of chapter)