After saying goodbye to this woman, Yun Fan mysteriously took out a white pouch, this thing is called the Qiankun bag, which contains storage space, which he obtained from a dead Luo family disciple last night. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This Qiankun bag is of inferior quality, the internal space is only one or two, and it is rumored that the Qiankun bag of the spirit weapon and even a higher level can hold forests and rivers, mountains and oceans, just like a heaven and earth.

Of course, it is rumored that he only believes half of it, after all, even the most ordinary Qiankun bag is a treasure, and he can't afford to use it as a registered disciple with a shabby net worth.

In the Tianqian Sect, only powerful or prominent disciples have this thing, presumably this unlucky ghost's background in the Luo family is not simple, but now, all this is cheaper for him.

Although he had never used the Qiankun Bag, Yun Fan, as a disciple of the Great Sect, still had this insight, he first expelled the original imprint inside, and then pinched the trick and planted his own Yuan Force Imprint, so that he could use this thing as he wanted.

After doing this, he kept this thing close to him, but all treasures must have enough strength to protect them, and he would never expose the existence of this thing until he had the ability to protect himself.

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An hour later, in the depths of the Tianfeng Mountain Domain, the wind gusted, the deep ravines were lined up, and the boulders that were polished and smooth could be seen everywhere when they stepped into the cold river.

This place has been on the periphery of the mountain, adjacent to the Luoxia Valley, according to the previous Nangong Li's daughter, there seems to have been traces of wind and grass here, so he came all the way.

Luoxia Valley is less than a hundred miles away from Tianqian Sect, and there are many disciples who come here on weekdays, and during this period, there are often many people wearing the clothes of Tianqian Sect disciples.

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An hour later, in a windy valley, on the cliff wall more than ten zhang high, a few pale cyan herbs stood tenaciously, which attracted special attention.

Yun Fan's face was happy, this grass was no different from the record in the continental atlas, and it was obviously an occasional evening primrose in the vicinity.

Stepping on the hard stones, he climbed to the top of the cliff with his bare hands, put a few cyan herbs into the Qiankun bag, and was about to leave, when the sound of a fight suddenly came from the valley.

"Huh!", he hurriedly lay on the ground, and looked intently, the valley was shrouded in a faint mist, but he was condescending, and his vision was still good.

Looking through the mist, I saw several disciples wearing the costumes of the Tianqian Sect crawling and turning back from time to time, judging from their frightened expressions, it seemed that there was something extremely terrifying behind them.

"Die!", but at this moment, a man in black suddenly appeared, no more than three or five steps, he actually spanned a distance of dozens of zhang, and the bright big knife in his hand spewed out a white blade light.

Several screams rang out almost in no particular order, and several people were killed, but none of them were spared.

"Spirit Realm Cultivator!", Yun Fan's heart shook wildly, he pressed his body tightly, not daring to make the slightest movement, although this place was more than ten zhang high, he didn't dare to guarantee that the other party would not be able to find out.

The man in black was extremely ruthless, killing several disciples of the Tianqian Sect mercilessly, and it didn't take long for two more voices to break through the air, but they were two mysterious figures wrapped in gray robes.

After the three of them got together, they had a conversation, but he couldn't hear clearly because of the distance, but the voice of the man in black was hoarse and gloomy, which made him very impressed.

"Who is hiding there!", suddenly, the man in black shouted violently, and under the wrapping of the majestic Yuan Force, it echoed in the valley.

"Suffered!", Yun Fan's complexion changed drastically, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he was about to run away desperately.

"No, his eyes", his pupils shrank, but he saw that although the voice of the man in black was loud, his eyes were spinning around, and he didn't seem to find someone.

"Damn the old fox!", an unprecedented chill rose in his heart, and he cursed secretly, glad that he did not act rashly, otherwise he would have died without a place to be buried.

Thinking of this, he pressed his body even lower, and he didn't dare to squeak.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the taunting voices of the other two people to be heard below, as if they were counting the cowardly man in black, who could hear it extremely vaguely and didn't get any useful information.

After that, the Man in Black and the two mysterious figures discussed again, and then dispersed.

After the three of them left, thinking that the man in black was so insidious and cunning, Yun Fan didn't dare to make the slightest move, and it wasn't until more than half an hour had passed, when he was sure that there was no danger, that he dared to show up and find a way back to the sect.

Ran out of thirty or forty miles in one breath, although he was out of danger, he still had a big stone in his heart, what was the origin of the man in black, why was he so ruthless to the disciples of Tianqian Sect?

A series of mysteries made people confused, but his intuition told him that unusual danger was approaching, and even as a disciple of a great sect, he might not be able to see safety.

Thinking of the sect trial that was about to start, Yun Fan's face couldn't help but have a hint of gloom, although he had the Gu Peak Lord who was a Tianyuan Realm cultivator personally in charge, but if an accident happened, he didn't think that the Gu Feng Lord would give priority to saving the lowly registered disciples.

"If you want to control your destiny, you can only become stronger", he muttered alone, his eyes extremely determined.

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Tianyang City Tianbao Pavilion, Yun Fan has been piling up all the brains he has gained in recent times on the desk.

"Old Dong, take a look, you have to make a good price", he stared at the old man in front of him, smiling rather than smiling.

The white-bearded old man's eyes flashed with a hint of color, and he said in a deep voice: "Yun Xiaoyou, these demon beasts were all killed by you?"

"The kid is lucky, and with the help of nobles, he has this harvest", Yun Fan said lightly, without mentioning the thrill of the process.

"With Yun Xiaoyou's cultivation, it is really not easy to be able to do it to such an extent", the white-bearded old man touched his beard, and his eyes were approving.

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After a stick of incense, Yun Fan left with a happy face, and the harvest of this trip was even beyond his expectations.

In addition to exchanging a batch of Qi Gathering Disperse, more importantly, he got three precious Broken Yuan Beads.

After experiencing the Tianfeng Mountain Domain, he felt more and more the importance of breaking the Yuan Pearl, and in the face of some irresistible dangers, this thing might bring him some vitality.

In the Tianbao Pavilion, the little guy at the door said with a puzzled expression: "Regarding the broken Yuan Zhu, the cabinet has always required strict examination of the identity of the buyer, why did Dong Lao easily agree to that kid?

"You don't need to ask more about this, the old man will treat him preferentially, because of the orders of the people above," the white-bearded old man closed the book in his hand and said silently.

Tianyang City, a magnificent mansion with a deep courtyard, one of the bright women's boudoirs, in the white curtain sat a beautiful woman wearing a black dress and a tulle face, the woman pinched the messenger note in her hand, and her delicate red lips showed a smile.