Zheng Fan followed the dart team, walked about 3,000 miles, casually found an excuse, and left.

None of the people dared to stop each other, but they persuaded each other to return to the imperial capital as soon as possible. After all, in their opinion, this outside world is full of dangers, and it is really not suitable for characters like 'Jin Shan' to wander around.

Although he was separated from the team, Zheng Fan did not change his appearance, and was still using that golden face, after all, it was only a few thousand miles away, and some masters of the Imperial Capital Feather Transformation Realm, deliberately, could still feel his existence.

Zheng Fan's speed of progress was also very slow, and he only kept moving forward slowly at the speed that a Transformation Realm cultivator should have.

It is said to be slow, but the running speed of the powerhouse of the Transformation Realm is also very fast compared to ordinary people.

One day, one day. Hurry during the day, find a place to rest at night, and there is endless food, wine and meat in the bag, which is also comfortable.

Before I knew it, I had been walking for half a month.

"The moon is very round tonight. ”

Zheng Fan was sitting at the door of a small village at the moment, holding a pot of wine in his hand, taking a few sips, wiping the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, and looking up at the night sky.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and there are no clouds. The majestic wind blew gently, raising a trace of Zheng Fan's sideburns.

"Go back to the Ghost Knife Gate first, and see if Tie Niu has gone back. Then, go to the Sword Gate and rescue the Traceless Brother completely!"

After a few years, Zheng Fan has not forgotten this brother, and now that he is a cultivator of the Sky Realm, Murong Wentian is no longer in his eyes.

"Continue to move forward, now that we are far away from the imperial capital, presumably the divine consciousness range of those strong people cannot cover that far. ”

With a shake of his body, Zheng Fan changed back to his original face. Reaching out and touching his cheek, Zheng Fan smiled: "Old man, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Village Chief! The monster has come out to kill again!"

Fang was about to continue on his way, but a miserable roar in the village reached Zheng Fan's ears.

"Youkai killing?"

It's just that he didn't encounter it, since he caught up, Zheng Fan naturally couldn't stand by and watch.

"At first glance, it's a small village, and there shouldn't be any cultivators. If there is really a monster and kills the people, I can't say that I will take care of it. ”

Zheng Fan's figure disappeared in an instant, running towards the scream. Cultivators will not appear in the mortal world at will. There are some scattered cultivators, and most of them are sects.

For example, the Divine Fire Sect, a disciple of the Heavenly Fu Sect, went down the mountain just to carry out a mission.

First, there really aren't many places in the mortal world that can attract them, and money is useless to ask for, beautiful women? Cultivators, as long as they want, will they still be beautiful?

Most cultivators do so for the sake of immortality. Although many people have never even heard of anyone who has truly attained immortality, they feel that their bodies are getting stronger day by day. The spiritual power is getting stronger day by day, what is more joyful?

Cultivators such as the 'Jin Shan' Young Master of the Tiger Wei Dart Bureau, after all, are still in the minority. Moreover, it is very difficult to guarantee the safety of the lives of casual cultivators. When going out, it is common for people who encounter cultivators who are higher than their own cultivation to forcibly plunder the Qiankun bag of the sword magic weapon, or to be killed.

But if you have a sect, it's very different. It's like the Divine Fire Sect, if a disciple of the sect is killed, it will send a master to take revenge until death.

When others see that you have the protection of the sect, they will naturally be a little skeptical.

In just a few breaths, Zheng Fan came to the source of the scream, a group of village names, about twenty people, were surrounding a small courtyard to look inside, not daring to enter, with panic in their expressions.

In the small courtyard, there was a man holding a child and crying miserably.

"Baby, why did you die like this? You're only seven years old, and you're all goblins killed that day!"

The man wiped his tears, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he scolded: "Come on, come at me! Why do you want to kill my child? Goblin, get out of here!"

An old man with a slightly crickety figure slowly stepped into the courtyard and gently patted the man's shoulder.

"Guoqing, don't be too sad. People can't be resurrected after death, I've already called my eldest son, go to the next village to invite half an immortal, and I should be able to come back in two days. ”

The man cried, "All the people are dead, and if you kill the monsters, my son will not be able to be resurrected." Then he touched the child's pale cheek again: "Baby, when I catch the monster, I will definitely eat its flesh!"

After listening to it for a while, Zheng Fan separated from everyone and asked, "What kind of monster is there to make trouble?"

Everyone was startled when they saw Zheng Fan who suddenly appeared, and hurriedly and cautiously dodged to the side, looking at Zheng Fan's gaze as if they were looking at a monster.

However, the old village chief looked Zheng Fan up and down, and saw that Zheng Fan had clear eyebrows, fair skin, a long robe, and a heroic atmosphere, like a scholar, so he frowned and asked: "Childe is an outsider, I have never seen you." ”

Zheng Fan nodded: "Yes, I am passing through here." I heard someone crying, so I came to take a look. Listen to what you say, there are monsters in this village, and I have learned some skills to kill demons since I was a child, and I think I can help you. ”

The village chief was surprised: "Is this true?"

Zheng Fan saw that the village chief was still a little unconvinced, nodded slightly, stretched out his right hand, and the Sage Sword appeared in his hand out of thin air, and the sword body was flowing with dark golden light, and the cold air was overwhelming.

"This is the demon sword, all demons and monsters can be killed, uncle, you can rest assured to tell me. ”

The old man was amazed when he saw that Zheng Fan had conjured a sword out of thin air, he had lived all his life, where had he ever seen such an immortal method?

"Why does the old man have to make such a great gift? But it torments me, tell me about the monster in detail. ”

The old village chief was overjoyed when he heard this, but then sighed softly: "A month ago, in my Qijia Village, a child from a family suddenly died inexplicably. Although we were sad, we thought that we were sick, but the next day the head of the family also died without any warning. ”

"Let Lang Zhong see it, and he didn't find any illness. Since then, in my Qijia Village, one person has died every day. Everyone knew that something was wrong, and at first they thought it was a plague, until ten days ago. ”

Zheng Fan asked, "What happened ten days ago?"

The old man squinted his eyes slightly, as if he was recalling something, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

"One night ten days ago, my eldest son, Qi Dong, was returning from a drinking trip when he suddenly saw a shadow like a snake, which, according to him, only had two eyes and one mouth. No nose, no ears. ”

The shadow grinned at a house at the east end of the village, and then vanished. But the next day, the child died. ”

Speaking of this, the old man looked at Zheng Fan with a solemn expression: "My eldest son, who is naturally bold, what a cow, ghost, snake god, I have never seen him afraid." He didn't tell me that day, and the next night he wandered around the village by himself. ”

Sure enough, he found the shadow again. This time it was at the west end of the village, and the black shadow also grinned at a family, disappeared again, and the next day, the head of the family died. ”

The old man let out a long breath: "That is, from that day on, my eldest son told me. I just knew that there was a monster in the village, so I hurriedly asked him to go to the village next door to ask the fairy chief to come and catch the monster. ”

After saying it in one breath, the old village chief looked at Zheng Fan quietly.

Zheng Fan's brows also furrowed: "Smile at the courtyard, the next day that family will die?" It's really weird and extraordinary, let me see, what does it matter if the so-called monster is hiding!"

As he spoke, Zheng Fan instantly unfolded his divine sense, with a radius of 50,000 miles, and he could see it all: "It's strange, don't talk about ghosts, but I haven't even discovered a cultivator." ”

Just as he was about to speak, the man who was crying on the side hurriedly climbed to Zheng Fan's retreat, pulled his trouser legs, and cried: "Shangxian, since you are an immortal, is there a way to resurrect my child?"

Zheng Fan looked at the man's eyes full of expectations, Zheng Fan couldn't bear it in his heart, hesitated for a moment, sighed and said, "In your life, have you ever done anything unfortunate?"

When the man heard this, he said, "No, I have never done anything bad in my life. ”

Zheng Fan nodded, and under the holy eye, he could already see that the man was not lying. Most of the people in the village are pure-natured, and there are really many people who have never done a bad thing in their lives.

"How long has this baby been dead?" asked Zheng Fan.

The man sobbed twice: "I was still alive and kicking, and suddenly I died." ”

Zheng Fan nodded: "It's not more than three hours." As he spoke, he took out a small green grass from his bosom, which was the 'Soul Rejuvenation Grass'.

"Open!"

Zheng Fan urged the spiritual power to control the dead child to open his mouth, and threw the soul revival grass in his hand into the child's mouth, and the soul revival grass melted in his mouth and directly drilled into the child's body.

With a flash of green light, the child opened his eyes in an instant.

"Dad?" The child looked at the people around him in confusion, then at the man, and wondered: "Dad, what day is today, why are so many uncles and uncles in our house?"

When the man saw the child come back from the dead, he was so excited that he hugged the child, and the tears that had just been wiped away flowed again.

"It's okay, it's okay. The man gently patted the child's back and kept saying, "It's okay child, you were sick just now, and the uncles came to visit you." ”