Chapter 23: The Great Creation

"Damn, I finally escaped!!" Yang Fan touched the sweat on his face with palpitations and let out a long breath.

This time, in order to lure away the demon dragon Thorde, he was chased by the big guy and had no way to go to the sky, and there was no way to enter the ground, but fortunately, the heavy rain was pouring in the wilderness, which greatly hindered the exploration of the divine thoughts, because Yang Fan successfully escaped, which made Yang Fan breathe a sigh of relief.

"I don't know how to kill this guy?" Yang Fan frowned slightly, a little worried about this guy.

However, thinking that this guy who killed the sky could escape from the hands of the Huoyun Evil God five years ago, it seems that he also has a hidden method, and it is obviously not a problem to escape.

In general, this trip to the Great Wilderness has gained a lot, although he has not been able to raise the realm of the ten Yin Spirit Ancient Demons, but he has also refined the law of the ten dragons, and he has also refined a drop of true dragon blood.

As long as he returned to the sect and slowly devoured the blood of the true dragon, Yang Fan believed that he would definitely be able to enter the realm of kings.

In his heart, he was very much looking forward to entering the realm of kings, this realm would be a new world, cultivation, perception, and understanding of the Tao were unimaginable in the half-step realm of kings.

Yang Fan flew wildly all the way, and finally came to the range of the Immortal Spirit Sect, and just after returning to the top of the Sword Heaven Peak, a sharp-eyed disciple saw Yang Fan and shouted excitedly, and many disciples came out to welcome Yang Fan's return.

Liu Sai was naturally very happy, she missed Yang Fan very much in the days she left, and remembered the scene when Yang Fan pressed on her delicate body and was crazy with herself that night, Liu Sai blushed.

"Is Killing Heaven back?" Yang Fan asked.

"When I came back, Senior Brother Killing Heaven said that if Senior Brother Yang Fan came back, he would inform Senior Brother of the news of his return, so that Senior Brother should not worry," a disciple said.

Yang Fan was also a little happy in his heart, he really didn't make a mistake to kill the sky, this guy is really good.

After everyone said a few words, after they dispersed, Yang Fan returned to the room and took a hot bath, and when he had dinner, Liu Saiqiao looked at himself with a spring on his face, Yang Fan's heart was hot, this little girl became more and more charming after her own development, which made Yang Fan a little tasteful, and wondered if she would be spoiled at night.

After dinner, Yang Fan wandered around Jiantian Peak, and saw a sneaky figure, he frowned slightly, and quickly followed, it turned out to be an old drunkard, this old thing didn't seem to notice Yang Fan's arrival, and was searching for something.

Whoosh!

Several more figures came to Jiantian Peak one after another, which surprised Yang Fan, they were all masters, he hid in the dark to observe, which surprised him, all of them were teenagers, with magnificent heads, and they were extraordinary at a glance.

"It's the new disciples who joined the Immortal Spirit Sect this year, these people ........................ It's not really ontology."

Yang Fan sensed it, and then showed a surprised look.

These people have strange bodies, and their physical bodies are indeed flesh and blood, but they are not the main body, but the incarnation outside the body.

Ordinary people can't see the truth at all, but Yang Fan cultivated the soul blood eye, pierced through the void, and instantly observed these situations, which made him a little shocked, who are these people who are the incarnations outside the body?

"Jiantian Peak doesn't have what you are looking for, go back" A faint voice sounded from a mountain peak, it was Liu Jianfeng's voice, Yang Fan was very familiar with it.

"You know what we're looking for?" said one of them, his voice cold.

"I don't know!" Liu Jianfeng's tone was very flat, "There is nothing in Jian Tianfeng, if you want to find it, you can go to other peaks, or, go to the Holy Domain, there may be something hidden there"

The Sanctuary is a mysterious place in the Sword Heaven Peak, somewhat similar to the small world of the Qingyang Sect.

Six or seven people came, all powerful, and they were silent for a moment, and then they departed one after another.

Yang Fan touched his chin, what are these people looking for? Liu Jianfeng's predecessors seem to know something?

He returned to the main peak of Jiantian Peak, and saw the old drunkard lying on a cyan stone drinking, and shouted to the moon complacently, "The bright moonlight in front of the bed, two pairs of shoes on the ground, a pair of dogs and men, among them are you"

"It's so wet, it's so wet, old drunkard you

My hands are so wet!!"

Yang Fan clapped his hands and walked from a distance.

The old drunkard took a sip of wine and said proudly, "Generally, the third in the world, except for the poet immortal Li Taibai and the poet saint Du Fu, no one has been able to surpass me in the attainment of poetry."

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth twitched, this old guy is really cheeky, he sat next to the old guy, and said casually, "I just saw a few sneaky guys coming to Jian Tianfeng, they seem to be looking for something, do you know what they are looking for?"

The old drunkard glanced at Yang Fan meaningfully and said, "Look for what you should be looking for."

"What the hell is it, say it, be blunt" Yang Fan said, because the old drunkard's answer was simply a fart, which meant that he didn't say anything.

"How do I know?" the old drunkard glanced at Yang Fan and said, "Since you are sneaky looking for things, you are naturally looking for things that you should be looking for."

This old man's mouth is very tight, and it is really difficult to pry it open, it smells worse than the stones in the thatched house, and it is harder.

Watching the old drunkard drink sip after sip of wine, from time to time to the moon

Out of a messy, incomprehensible poem, Yang Fan's heart moved, took out a wine gourd, opened it, shook it, a refreshing aroma of wine came out, Yang Fan took a sip, smashed it, smashed it, and looked endless.

The old drunkard, as a veteran, had already smelled the wine in the gourd when Yang Fan opened the stopper, and his eyes almost popped out, and he shouted, "It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant, what kind of wine is it, hurry up and give me a taste."

As he spoke, he was about to jump up and snatch the wine gourd in Yang Fan's hand.

But how could Yang Fan let him get his way, and quickly hid the wine gourd behind him, and said, "If you want to drink, there is no door, this is the legendary monkey wine, brewed with hundreds of cherished spirit fruits, and there is even a good thing like Zhu Guo, I won't give it to you."

This monkey wine has a miraculous effect on cultivation, or it was stolen by Jun Moshou this guy when he was in the battlefield of the ancient gods and demons, and gave Yang Fan some, and the taste is also quite pure, you must know that the monkey wine is known as the top ten immortal wines in Kyushu, ranking third.

"Is it really monkey wine?" The old drunkard's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked like a pervert seeing a beautiful woman and a beast seeing food, with a greedy look, and his saliva flowed directly to the ground.

"It's true" Yang Fan took out the monkey wine and took another sip in front of the old drunkard, then it was a cowardice, and the old drunkard who was directly greedy almost knelt down for Yang Fan.

"I want, I want!" cried the old drunkard, "boy, let me do whatever I want, hurry up and give me the monkey wine."

Yang Fan said, "Then let me ask you, what are those people looking for?"

The old drunkard made a "shhh

Yang Fan casually threw an enchantment to prevent the sound from coming out, so he said, "What are you looking for?"

"This Immortal Spirit Sect used to be a super glorious ancient sect, and at its peak, it even stood with the Divine Mountain Vein and the Void Heaven Temple, do you know why?" the old drunkard asked.

Yang Fan was taken aback, he really didn't know the glorious history of the Immortal Spirit Sect, now that he thinks about it, this Immortal Spirit Sect is really not simple, the thirty-six peaks except for the Sword Heaven Peak, each peak has a peerless genius, and there are many powerful forces outside that send disciples into this Immortal Spirit Sect, why is this?

I hadn't thought about it before, but now that I think about it, it's really weird.

"Because there are secrets in the Immortal Spirit Sect," Yang Fan said.

"This is nature" The old drunkard said, "The reason why the Void Heaven Temple is powerful is because it has inherited the Great Void Technique among the Three Thousand Great Roads, and the reason why the Divine Mountain Vein is strong is not only because there are powerful descendants of divine beasts in it, but also because they have inherited the Great Blood Bloodline Technique among the Three Thousand Great Roads, and the former Immortal Spirit Sect is even more amazing, it is said that it has also inherited an ancient Three Thousand Great Roads, and it is an extremely advanced kind of Great Dao."

"What is it?" Yang Fan was shocked in his heart, and asked out loud, he thought of Liu Jianfeng, and felt that he had grasped something, but he didn't dare to confirm it, if this was the case, it would be too rebellious, it was the top ten Dao Techniques among the Three Thousand Great Dao in the legend.

These three thousand avenues are also strong and weak, offensive and defensive, some weak three thousand avenues don't even play much role, but the top ten three thousand avenues are definitely against the sky, each of them can open up an ancient immortal force, enough to make the world crazy.

The old drunkard looked at Yang Fan with blank eyes, but stopped talking.

Yang Fan understood and threw the wine gourd to the old drunkard, who quickly opened the wine gourd, took a sip, and said with an intoxicated expression.

"Hurry up," Yang Fan urged.

The old drunkard's face was rare and straight, and he said, "Top five great cultivation techniques"