The Ning Mansion in the south of Tianluo City is not far from Qiantaoyuan.

The morning sun rose, and a barbarian family member had already come out of the Ning Mansion to clean.

"Squeak! Squeak~~~"

The sound of the bamboo sedan chair came from the street not far away, making the barbarian family aware of it.

"Fall!"

When the group arrived at the gate of Ningfu, a beardless man whispered softly, and asked the four sedan chair drivers to put the bamboo sedan chair down steadily.

"King Duan arrived, and he didn't let the master of your house come out to take over. "The beardless man said to the sturdy barbarian.

"No need, this king is here to visit the original immortal master. The middle-aged man in the brocade robe on the sedan chair raised his hand slightly to block the slave's words.

After bowing deeply, the barbarian family didn't seem to say anything, and directly invited many people into the mansion.

Nine in and nine out of the house, there are no small bridges and flowing water lakes sparkling, and the houses are layered, bringing people a sense of tranquility and profundity.

For the barbarian men and women in the Ning Mansion, the people who followed King Duan into the mansion were somewhat different.

In the eyes of the world, most of the barbarian people are stupid and brainless, and their only advantage is that they have the strength to do things.

"Meet King Duan!"

When the middle-aged man in the brocade robe came to the courtyard, Ji Fan, who was wearing a disguised face, greeted him, and bowed with respect.

"Yuan Immortal Master, can you get used to living in this mansion?" The middle-aged man in the brocade robe met Ji Fan for the first time, but he was very easy-going, as if he had known him for a long time.

"I would like to thank King Duan for his kindness. ”

Ji Fan gave another salute to the middle-aged man in the brocade robe to express his gratitude.

"This king knows that the original immortal master doesn't like to bother, but today is the Zhan Tian Festival, according to the tradition of Tianluo Kingdom, there will be Zhan Tian Dou, I don't know if I can ask the original immortal master to help this king?" The middle-aged man in the brocade robe looked at Ji Fan and asked with a smile.

"I am willing to serve the prince. ”

Ji Fan can realize that the Duan King in front of him is a temptation.

"Okay, the original immortal master is so refreshing, if you have any needs in the Ning Mansion in the future, you can talk to this king. The middle-aged man in the brocade robe smiled happily, as if he had reached some kind of consensus with Ji Fan.

"After a while, I want to retreat, and I ask the prince not to let people come to Ning Mansion to disturb me. Ji Fan made a request.

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe smiled, and he had no intention of staying in Ningfu for more.

It wasn't until Ji Fan and King Duan left for a while that the little girl Huang Yan came out from the depths of the mansion.

Seeing the little girl, the barbarian family saluted her one after another, which was a treatment that King Duan did not enjoy.

Unlike outsiders, Huang Yan knew that Ji Fan might not stay in Tianluo City for long.

It has been less than ten days since he came to Tianluo City, and Ji Fan has already settled almost everything, not only got this mansion in the south of the city, but also bought some barbarian slaves in the slave market.

The battle roof in the south outside Tianluo City is built by Xuanyan, although it is not high, it is extremely vast, just like a martial arts field.

Early in the morning, a lot of people gathered on the rooftop, which seemed to be very lively, and there was a celebratory atmosphere.

"Guogong ......"

A hairy boy wearing a royal robe sat on a dragon chair, and couldn't help but be a little nervous when he saw someone coming from Duanwang's Mansion.

Facing the young emperor, the middle-aged man wearing the crown sighed secretly in his heart.

"Tianluo Kingdom is still martial, so there will be a celebration of the battle Tiantai every year, rest assured, there will be a few battles, as long as the original immortal master shows some strength, no one will dare to challenge. The woman in the light blue wrap skirt reminded Ji Fan in a low voice.

The female strategist was very beautiful, but Ji Fan just nodded lightly, more like a monk who was outside the world.

Today, King Duan came to the door in person, and Ji Fan also saw him for the first time.

There are not many people who say much about Ji Fan, and many people are surprised, the monk is different from mortals, even if he has a strange personality, everyone can understand it.

"It's been twenty days since I left the Snow Ridge Plateau, and I've found a place to settle down in Tianluo City, and I'm almost able to go. While thinking about it in his heart, Ji Fan was also feeling the situation around the battle rooftop.

Last night, Ji Fan found the little girl Huang Yan alone, chatted with her for a while, and left Shi Niang, Shi Xiu, and her in Tianluo City, but he was also a little relieved.

Huang Yan guessed that Ji Fan was leaving, but he never imagined that he would go back to the Snow Ridge Plateau to have a look.

"Zhenguo Gong Su Shiming is a member of the Su family, and he has a relationship with the Qinglan Sect, and he supports the new emperor on the surface, but he doesn't know what to think in his heart. Bai Xueyan introduced to Ji Fan.

Ji Fan of the Su family is naturally no stranger, in the past, the Ji family and the Su family were both regarded as the Wang clan of Tianluo Kingdom, and Ji Fan and Su Yan still had a marriage contract.

Ji Fan was not interested in what Su Shiming, who was wearing the crown on the battle rooftop, said, and he didn't feel any hatred with the Su family.

"Go up. ”

When the Zhantian celebration began, the female strategist signaled to the Zhantiantai and whispered to Ji Fandao.

Ji Fan's expression was blank, and he walked on the battle roof step by step, looking very ordinary.

"Duanwangfu Former Immortal Master. ”

Although what Ji Fan said when he came to the battle platform was simple, it could be regarded as a statement of his position.

"Lord Wang, I really can't see his cultivation!"

Looking at Ji Fan on the battle rooftop, the female strategist came to the middle-aged man in the brocade robe and said.

"Qi Lao?"

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe, who was also a cultivator in the late stage of Tongxuan, asked the old man in the gray robe on the side.

"This person is very weird, I'm afraid that he won't be used by the prince all the time. The gray-robed old man with the cultivation of the Jindan period shook his head and said.

"Ningtian Academy, Meng Xiong. ”

A man in a strong suit stepped forward and jumped onto the roof of the battle and arched his hand to Ji Fan.

"I don't really want to fight, so I'll show you both hands. Ji Fan didn't know anything about the battle on Tiantai, but he could think that the situation in Tianluo might be very complicated.

After all, the catastrophe has not been long ago, and in the past, Ji Fan was in the Northern Sacrifice City, and even heard rumors that the Lord of Tianluo had angered the heavens.

When Ji Fan looked at the new emperor, he looked like his hair had not grown.

Regarding Ji Fan's statement, as his name suggests, he is like a strong bear in the academy, but when he frowned slightly, he saw the other party slightly open his horse.

"Boom~~~"

To everyone's surprise, Ji Fan, who had his legs apart, raised his right foot and fell on the Xuanshi platform, as if causing a major earthquake.

"Boom!boom!boom~~~"

Ji Fan let go of his weight, stomped his feet alternately from side to side, and each step would tear the Xuanshi Taizhen into dense cracks.

For Ji Fan's gestures, the power of shaking the earth caused by the terrifying weight was not only untenable for the people around Zhan Tiantai, but even the male instructors of Ningtian Academy couldn't help but turn their legs and stomachs, and they didn't have the strength to escape from Zhan Tiantai.

When the entire battle roof was almost shattered, Ji Fan stopped his stomping move.

"Golden law, stone giant!"

Ji Fan's hands continued to form the law seal quickly, and then pressed towards the shattered battle roof.

"Boom~~~"

One by one, the mysteries of the magic patterns spread out on the battle rooftop, and I saw the large and small gravels of the battle rooftop, covered with earth spells, began to rise and gather, and gradually formed a huge rock giant.

"Go!"

Ignoring the teaching of Ningtian Academy, which was swept away, Ji Fan stepped on the ground with one foot, and the terrifying rock giant also stomped on the ground, jumping into the sky and churning south.

"Extinguish!"

I saw Ji Fan himself making a false momentum, like a fist on the ground.

The stone giant, who was tumbling into the distance, also twisted his waist and swung his fist down at the ground as the sky swooped down to the ground.

"Takashi ~~~"

Golem's punch slammed into the ground, even though it was far away, caused a rockburst of destruction.

"High-level spells!"

For the people who collapsed around the battle rooftop, Bai Xueyan, who was wearing a light blue wrapping skirt, was already extremely surprised.

Although when he saw Ji Fan, Bai Xueyan realized that he was very strong, but he didn't think he was so strong.

"Martial arts?"

Ji Fan looked at the people who fell to the ground, and felt that the folk customs of Tianluo Country were still not strong enough.

Especially the yellow-haired child on the dragon chair, he was even paralyzed by fright.

"Duanwang. ”

Ji Fan came to the middle-aged man in the brocade robe who pretended to be calm and bowed to him.

"Good, good!"

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe praised loudly continuously, signaling Ji Fan to use it for him.

Ji Fan bowed his head slightly, showing his respect for the middle-aged man in the brocade robe.

Not long after Ji Fan retreated behind King Duan, taking advantage of the chaos around the battle rooftop, he left the southern city silently.

"It's too strong, is this person really a wild cultivator?" The female strategist only knew that Ji Fan claimed to be the original immortal master.

Without waiting for the morning, Ji Fan returned to the Ning Mansion, said goodbye to the white fox, left all the cultivation resources, and told him to close the door and thank the guests.

Coming and leaving in a hurry, Ji Fan was not interested in glory and wealth, what he cared about was what happened to the Snow Ridge Plateau.

In the sky north of Tianluo City, Ji Fan was already speeding up, not only was his face torn off by him, but the little hedgehog was also in his animal skin bag.

"I don't know if that female cultivator in the ice cave will get the opportunity silently!" Ji Fan thought secretly in his heart.

In Ji Fan's mind, if Shi Niang wants to transform into a shape, I'm afraid she still needs a lot of cultivation resources, plus Shi Xiu and Huang Yan also have to grow, even if he leaves all the cultivation resources, it will not be enough.

Ji Fan wanted to return to the ice cave, not because he wanted to fight the woman in the ice, what he valued was the body of the witch.

Although the little hedgehog said before that the body of the big man is not good, and it may collapse if forcibly touched, Ji Fan does not think so, even if the body of the witch is broken, it will be of great use to him.

"Damn, the fragments of those two one-legged bronze figures, I don't know who took them!"

Although there was no light in the sky, the speed of the flying boat was extremely fast by Ji Fan.

"Snow Ridge Plateau and Tianluo City can be obtained, if the situation allows, it is best to stay in the Snow Ridge Plateau for a longer time. "Ji Fan has his own considerations for interests.

Until now, whether the Witch Mountain Range and the glacier still have a chance, Ji Fan said that it was not very good, but he had to go back and see, even if it was good to pick up the leftovers.

And Ji Fan didn't think that the situation of competition between all parties on the Snow Ridge Plateau would subside in twenty days.

At the thought of being hunted down and killed by the powerhouses of all forces, Ji Fan couldn't help but look dark.

"It's a pity that Tibetan soil and desire to die can't help much, but how did Jinglun die?" Ji Fan had doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask before.