Chapter 168: Doubts about Identity

"Who is coming, what is the reason for coming to my Lonely True Sect?"

Just when Fan Chuan and the others had just approached the main gate of the Guzhen Sect, two male cultivators came out of the main gate to guard them, blocking the way of Fan Chuan and the others.

Seeing the two cultivators who walked out, Fan Chuan slightly tested the cultivation realm of the two, both of them were in the late stage of the naïve stage realm, and there seemed to be signs of breaking through the Yuan Zhen period, but it seemed that they had encountered a bottleneck and had not been able to break through for a long time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, two little brothers, hello, my name is Fan Chuan, I came to the Guzhen Sect on the order of my master, I don't know if my master is still in the Guzhen Sect?"

Fan Chuan said this, in fact, because when Yan Mu'an reshaped his true body for Fan Chuan and gave Fan Chuan Chuyuan the Purple Sword and other things, Yan Mu'an had said that he was about to leave the cultivation realm, and at that time Fan Chuan didn't understand what it meant to leave the cultivation realm, but from what he knew in Yeyuemen over the years, Fan Chuan guessed that Yan Mu'an might have ascended to the immortal realm and ranked in the immortal class, so Fan Chuan asked like this.

At this time, the two guards who heard Fan Chuan's words looked at Fan Chuan with puzzled expressions, and then the two guards asked aloud: "On the orders of your master?

Hearing the words of the two guards, Fan Chuan thought for a while, but then replied out loud: "Well, my master is indeed a person from the Guzhen faction, his name is Yan Mu'an!"

"What!"

At this moment, when Fan Chuan just said the name of Yan Mu'an, the two guards suddenly shouted, with an extremely incredible expression, and then saw the two guards suddenly take out a Xiuzhen sword from behind them, and the Xiuzhen swords on both sides just pointed straight at Fan Chuan, and then only heard the two guards use an angry tone, and said loudly: "Presumptuous! Bold maniac! The name of my master ancestor, how can you say it casually! If you dare to talk nonsense, don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless! Hurry up!"

Hearing the two guards say this, and then looking at the actions of the two guards, Fan Chuan was very stunned, what was wrong? Did he say something wrong? However, from the words of the two guards, I learned that Yan Mu'an was really a person from the Guzhen faction, and not only a person from the Guzhen faction, but also the ancestor of the Guzhen faction, which was far beyond Fan Chuan's expectations.

"Two brothers, please stop being angry, what I said is the truth, my master is Yan Mu'an!" Fan Chuan immediately explained.

But at this time, after hearing Fan Chuan's explanation, I saw that the two guards did not lose the slightest bit of anger, and then I saw that the two guards immediately drew out a trace of true qi and integrated it into the sword body, and then said angrily: "Hmph! My sect ancestor has already ascended to the immortal realm for more than a hundred years, and you dare to pretend to be a disciple of my sect ancestor and his old man here, you are too disrespectful! Okay, then don't blame us for being rude, look at the sword!"

Then I saw that the two guards had just finished speaking, and suddenly raised their hands and stabbed the Xiuzhen Sword in their hands towards Fan Chuan, and two faint purple rays instantly attacked Fan Chuan's body.

Seeing the two guards who came from the rapid attack, Fan Chuan was very stunned, how could he say it and start it, unconsciously, Fan Chuan had a trace of suspicion about the hospitality of the Guzhen faction, and second, there was also a trace of resistance and disgust. But thinking about it, Fan Chuan quickly withdrew from his body and retreated to the side.

As soon as he stood still, Fan Chuan immediately pulled out a trace of true qi and wrapped An Zetian and Yanzi in case An Zetian and Yanzi were injured, and at the same time, Fan Chuan also spoke out to let Qingxue and Zheng Tang evacuate outside the attack range guarded by the Guzhen faction, and when all this was completed, Fan Chuan began to pay attention to the two guards.

Fan Chuan, who was standing still, carefully observed the attack techniques of the two guards, although the attack techniques of the guards were very clever, but the strength was slightly inferior, Fan Chuan valued this and wanted to use it as a breakthrough, so he didn't think about it, Fan Chuan immediately drew out a trace of true qi and prepared to hit the two guards.

In fact, Fan Chuan just wanted to draw out a trace of soul power to fight against the two guards, but Fan Chuan immediately thought of the power of pure soul power, for fear that he would accidentally hurt the two guards, and Fan Chuan and the two guards did not have a deep hatred, and maybe they would be under the same roof with these senior brothers in the future, so Fan Chuan only symbolically drew out a trace of ontological true qi to stop the attack of the two guards.

"Huh!"

Then I heard a dull hiss in the air, and I saw that the true qi that Fan Chuan shot out accurately hit the middle of the bodies of the two guards.

I saw that the two guards suddenly screamed, and then their bodies flew backwards, because of the support of the true qi, so that they did not fall to the ground heavily, but looking at the painful appearance of the two guards, it can be easily seen that the two guards were hit by Fan Chuan, and they have been greatly injured.

In fact, Fan Chuan just drew out a small trace of true qi, but because the difference in the realm between Fan Chuan and the other party was too great, with Fan Chuan's strength, he could easily subdue the two guards without much effort.

"Okay, dare to hurt us!

At this time, the two guards lying on the ground couldn't stop panting, and at the same time turned their heads with difficulty and opened their mouths towards the sect, as if they were saying something.

In fact, the two guards at this time were transmitting sound in the air for a short distance.

Fan Chuan saw the appearance of the two guards, and felt a little guilty in his heart, he didn't mean to hurt them, but he inadvertently hurt them, since this is the case, Fan Chuan had to think about how to explain for a while, so as to show his position and embarrassment.

"Whew!"

At this moment, when Fan Chuan was meditating, suddenly there were several dull sounds in the air again, but behind this sound, there were several unparalleled true qi pressures.

Feeling the pressure of true qi, Fan Chuan immediately looked up, only to see a cultivator in a purple robe, flying in the air, and after this cultivator landed, several cultivators in lilac robes came out behind him, and after Fan Chuan's careful inspection, he found that Qiu Chen was standing among the several cultivators who came over at this time.

"May I ask who is the distinguished guest here, what is the noble reason for coming to my Guzhen Sect, why did you hurt my disciples for no reason?"

A cultivator in a pure purple robe who walked at the front looked at Fan Chuan intently and asked in a loud voice.

Hearing the words of this cultivator, Fan Chuan immediately raised his eyes, and saw that the cultivator who was facing him at this time had a resolute face, a cold expression, and thick eyebrows, casually attached to a pair of deep eyes. Then Fan Chuan wanted to take out a trace of true qi to test the other party's cultivation, but to Fan Chuan's surprise, he couldn't feel the true qi on the other party's body, and felt that the other party was like a mortal, but just now the other party came from the sky, how should this be explained? Unconsciously, Fan Chuan faced the other party with a hint of respect, and Fan Chuan's heart had the only thought, that is, the other party's cultivation realm must be far higher than his own.

"My name is Fan Chuan, I am from the Yeyue Gate, I came to the Guzhen Sect, and I am returning to the Guzhen Sect in accordance with the words of my master in the Guzhen Sect! But because of some irresistible realities before, I can only have the opportunity to come back until now!" Fan Chuan respectfully saluted the other party, his voice paused, and then said loudly: "Dare to ask who is next?"

Although Fan Chuan knew that the other party's cultivation realm was definitely higher than his own, Fan Chuan at this time did not show a trace of fear.

At this time, when he heard Fan Chuan's words, he saw that the leading cultivator showed a puzzled expression, and then said loudly: "I am the senior disciple of the Guzhen Sect, my name is Zuo Yin, it turns out that I came from the Yeyue Gate of the Night Moon Continent, since I am a distinguished guest from afar, why do you want to hurt my disciple for no reason?"

Hearing the other party's words, Fan Chuan turned his eyes and looked at the two guards who were still lying on the ground at this time, wheezing in pain, and suddenly became angry, he didn't want to tear his face with the other party, it was the other party's hand that moved first, but at this time, the other party came, but he blamed himself first, at this moment, Fan Chuan's heart was full of anger.

"Oh, I hurt them, is this the way you guys are hospitality? Do you want to ask them what happened, what is going on, and how about you come and talk to me again?" Fan Chuan said with his anger held back.

But at this moment, after Fan Chuan's words just fell, a cultivator standing next to Zuo Yin suddenly stood up, pointed at Fan Chuan with an angry face, and said loudly: "What kind of green onion are you, dare to talk to my senior brother like this! Believe it or not, I'll bombard you out now!"

After this person finished speaking, he couldn't stop pointing at Fan Chuan with his finger, which made Fan Chuan very angry at this time, and he couldn't wait to withdraw from the war immediately, but thinking of Old Bai Shizun's words, Fan Chuan knew that there must be a misunderstanding, so he held back his anger and stood quietly in the distance.

Although Fan Chuan endured it at the moment, Fan Chuan's impression of the Lonely True School had fallen to the bottom from the beginning of his yearning to this time.

"Win the barbarian, go back!"

At this time, Zuo Yin suddenly shouted sternly at the cultivator who had just instructed Fan Chuan.

At this time, hearing Zuo Yin's fierce shouting, this cultivator, who was called a winning man by Zuo Yin, did not say anything more, and respectfully retreated to the original place.

Then I saw Zuo Yin slowly walk to the two guards who were still lying on the ground at this time, bent over and squatted beside the two guards, and asked gently: "Honestly, who made the first move, and why did you move the hand?"

Hearing Zuo Yin's question, I saw a trace of embarrassment on the faces of the two guards, and then only heard the two guards say in a choked tone: "Senior brother, indeed...... It's really our hand first, no...... It's just that he didn't respect our master first! He also said that he was a disciple of our master! This is ...... Isn't this a slander against our ancestors!"

The two guards were filled with righteous indignation, and they were very happy to speak.

After listening to the words of the two guards, I saw a trace of confusion flash on Zuo Yin's face, and then returned to normal, and then only heard Zuo Yin say to Fan Chuan, and said again: "This brother, it's my fault, I just misunderstood my brother, but ...... Why did my brother say that he was a disciple of my sect ancestor? I sent my ancestor to say that he was a real person, but he had already ascended to the immortal realm a hundred years ago, and if my brother said that, it would be disrespectful to my sect!"

At this time, Zuo Yin's tone was obviously much softened, and he was not as tough as before, but between his words, it still made Fan Chuan extremely uncomfortable.

Fan Chuan looked at the situation, and still said calmly: "What I said is true!"

"But you ......"

"Senior brother, wait, let me ask!"

At this moment, when Zuo Yin was about to say something, he saw Qiu Chen, who had not spoken, but walked out in time............