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On the top of the peak, there was a curling aura all around, but the sky was dark, and gray clouds floated in it, looking nondescript.

Lin Fan sat on top of the huge spirit tree, his two little legs swinging in the air.

His figure can be called skinny, but his face is very clean and durable, especially those eyes, which are unusually bright.

Lin Fan only found out later.

In his own daze, a full hundred years have passed in the Sifang Continent.

This is the Muling Village of Dongxuanzhou, a village that specializes in cultivating spiritual fields, and is under the jurisdiction of the 'Immortal Sect' thousands of miles away.

Crops cannot be planted in the village, only spiritual fields can be planted, and the harvested spiritual rice and spiritual fruits will also be handed over to the Immortal Sect in exchange for some silver taels.

At this moment, a huge bird came from afar, and there seemed to be a few people standing on its back, and slowly landed in the middle of the village, letting out a startled roar.

"Immortal cultivator!" Lin Fan looked at the direction in which the bird had landed, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Although he stayed in the temple since he was a child, when he went down to the comprador of the mountain, he often listened to the storyteller in the town talk about the strange stories of the Sifang Continent.

It is said that the Sifang Continent is divided into four continents: Dongxuan, Xiyue, Beiwang, and Nantian, and the land area is more than 10 million miles......

In the center of the continent, there is a sea of majestic seas, and the sea surface is so big that it is more than a million miles......

The four continents are the most in the east of Xuanzhou and South Tianzhou, and it is said that there are demons and ghosts everywhere in the two places, and there are many immortal cultivators!

Beiwangzhou is a place of extreme chaos, with monsters and monsters rampant, ghosts and ghosts everywhere, and many murderous ancient alien races, in the words of the storyteller, it is a hell on earth.

As for Xiyuezhou, where Qinglin Temple is located, Buddhism is prevalent, and there are no immortal cultivators and demons.

The abbot once said that even if Lin Fan had no heart, if he went to any continent in the east or south to cultivate immortals, he could live a long life.

It's a pity that the Bodhi Tree Heart can only sustain his lifespan for one year, and in one year, he can't travel thousands of miles at all.

Even Master Xuanyue, who has seen the most in Xiyue Continent, is one hundred and fifty years old, and he hasn't even walked to the seaside of the Sea......

Lin Fan was at a loss.

This is Dongxuanzhou, separated from Xiyuezhou, where Qinglin Temple is located, and it is estimated that he will not be able to go back in this life.

A hundred years of vicissitudes of life, even if you can go back, Qinglin Temple is afraid that it has long been a matter of people.

"Since I have come to Dongxuanzhou, I have a way to live, but how can I cultivate immortals?"

......

An hour later, the martial arts arena was performed.

Three or five villagers are cultivating martial arts, and cultivating immortal exercises is very precious to the Immortal Sect, and the villagers naturally have nowhere to get them, they are only practicing some vulgar martial arts.

Lin Fan stood in the corner of the martial arts arena, learning the movements of others, striking at the black boulder on the side, and let out a low roar in his mouth, but the boulder did not change.

"Haha, is this bald man stupid? He has no spiritual power, and he still wants to split stones. ”

Just as Lin Fan was trying to learn the moves, a mockery came from the avenue next to him.

A gorgeously dressed white-faced young man stood on the side of the road, looking at Lin Fan with disdain. Behind him, there were also several men dressed as entourage.

Lin Fan looked at the white-faced young man, and he could see from the gorgeous clothes that he was not from Muling Village, but like a son in the city.

In line with the idea that more things are better than less, Lin Fan is ready to leave here.

As soon as he took a step, the white-faced young man shouted again, "Who told you to leave, get here!"

Lin Fan stopped, turned his head to look at the young man, and displeasure flashed in his heart.

"What do you want?"

The white-faced young man sneered: "Hehe, little bald, you dare not answer when this son talks to you, are you really a fool?"

"Who does the fool say?"

"The fool says you...... Ahh

"Hahaha!" Several village teenagers in the martial arts arena laughed one after another, they didn't dare to step forward because of the strong entourage behind each other, but they still dared to smile.

The white-faced young man who had come back to his senses had a gloomy face and waved his hand behind him.

An entourage with a tiger's back and a bear's waist immediately walked over, stretched out his hand and slapped it towards Lin Fan, shouting loudly: "Mole ant, beg for a fight!"

The big slap was extraordinary, and there was a faint white light coming out, indicating that this person was an immortal cultivator!

Lin Fan was shocked, how could he withstand the palm power of an immortal cultivator!

Just because he didn't agree with each other, did this man want to kill himself?

Under the other party's palm wind, his body couldn't move, and he was suddenly shot three meters away, falling into a puff of dust, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and the bones of his whole body were painful and paralyzed.

The white-faced boy snorted heavily, seemingly dissatisfied.

The tiger-backed entourage walked over again, raised his big foot that was a foot and a half, and stomped on Lin Fan's chest!

Lin Fan couldn't even dodge, the only thing he could do was to grit his teeth!

"Ahh

A miserable roar came, and Lin Fan opened his eyes, only to see the entourage who was still menacing just now, bending over and convulsing continuously at this time.

"Hmph, dare to be presumptuous in my hometown?"

A personable middle-aged man appeared beside Lin Fan and scolded coldly.

Lin Fan struggled to stand up and thanked the other party.

The middle-aged man reached out and patted Lin Fan's shoulder, and Lin Fan suddenly felt a stream of heat rushing into his body, which was refreshed, and the pain disappeared immediately.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Li Baiyang. ”

"Ah, it's you!"

Lin Fan immediately knew the identity of the middle-aged man.

The only immortal master in Muling Village is called Li Baiyang.

Li Baiyang turned his head, stared at the white-faced young man, and quickly withdrew his smile: "Yin Wuming, this time the sect asked you to go down the mountain with me to practice, not to cause trouble, not to mention that this is still my hometown! ”

Yin Wuming squinted at Li Baiyang.

After a few breaths, he snorted coldly, glared at Lin Fan hatefully, stopped talking, and left the martial arts arena with his entourage.

Li Baiyang sighed and turned around, the smile on his face returned.

After he came back, he heard that the village chief picked up a bald boy, who came from nowhere, but in order to repay his kindness, he helped the villagers take care of Lingtian every day, which was very benevolent.

Li Baiyang looked at Lin Fan carefully for a long time.

Suddenly, his face changed, and an abnormal feeling arose in his heart, as if the young man in front of him was ...... Not popular?

He looked at it again and found that Lin Fan's vitality was extremely heavy, and he secretly said that he was dazzled.

"Kid, do you want to cultivate immortals?" asked Li Baiyang lightly.

"Cultivating immortals, of course I want to!"

Lin Fan's eyes lit up and he hurriedly responded. Recently, he has been expecting to be able to cultivate immortals all the time.

Only by cultivating immortals can you regrow a fleshy heart, otherwise you will die in more than half a year!

"If you want to cultivate immortals, come to the martial arts arena tomorrow and follow me to the Immortal Sect. After speaking, Li Baiyang left in a hurry, as if there was something important.

Lin Fan looked at Li Baiyang's back, his face full of expectation.

In the evening, he delivered the spirit fruit to Aunt Cui's house, where he had another meal, and then returned to his small courtyard.

The small courtyard where Lin Fan lived was next to Aunt Cui's house, and it was said that the family had secretly swallowed spiritual rice in their early years, provoked the immortal master of the Immortal Sect, and was covered by a ray of light, and then disappeared.

The house was empty for decades, and after the village chief agreed, Aunt Cui cleaned it up and let Lin Fan live in it temporarily.

At this time, Lin Fan soaked in the bath bucket made of the trunk of the spirit tree, the hard work of the day gradually dissipated, and the whole body relaxed, but the mood was extremely excited.

The house was rudimentary, and the bathroom he was in at the moment was even more shabby, with earthen walls on two sides and coarse cloth on the other.

Just when Lin Fan was immersed in the hot water massage, a small head with two ponytails poked out of the coarse cloth, and the two big eyes were dripping, as if they were very curious.

Lin Fan took a shower and stood up, unintentionally turning his head, just staring at each other.

Suddenly, two exclamations rang out at the same time.

"Ahh......h How. Lin Fan hurriedly covered himself a little, and the whole person threw himself into the bathtub again.

Xu Yan'er is the daughter of Aunt Cui, fifteen years old this year, her father died early, leaving only two mothers and daughters to rely on each other.

"Hehe, Brother Xiaofan, you scared me, I'll give you a barbecue... Hey, why is there a patch of green in your chest, are you hurt?"

Water droplets dripped down Lin Fan's hair, and he didn't know if it was sweat or bath water.

"I'm fine, that, Yan'er, can you go to the house and wait for me first?"

Xu Yan'er chuckled, mumbled, and walked out with the barbecue.

Lin Fan is eighteen years old, although he is thin, but his development is good, and he is a little embarrassed to be looked at by a little girl.

After hearing the sound of Xu Yan'er opening the door and entering the house, he quickly climbed out of the bath tub, dried his whole body in three or two, and then put on his clothes.

When Lin Fan walked into the house, Xu Yan'er was fiddling with the sewing kit, helping him sew the holes in his clothes that were broken by tree branches.

"Yan'er, have you learned to embroider?"

"I'm learning, and my mother said that I'm learning very fast, and I guess I'll be able to embroider water clouds in two days. ”

Lin Fan nodded, he admired this smart little girl very much, unlike himself, he couldn't even learn the most ordinary martial arts.

Xu Yan'er pointed to the spirit bird legs on the table: "Brother Xiaofan, Uncle Bai Yang brought back a lot of spirit birds, the roasted ones are delicious, this is something I finally snatched, you can eat it." ”

Lin Fan looked at the oily and alluring spirit bird legs and swallowed his saliva, but he hesitated.

If you let the abbot know that you eat meat, you will have to be knocked on the head again.

But then he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

A hundred years have passed, and the abbot may have passed away.

Moreover, tomorrow I will worship the Immortal Sect, and I can't be a monk......

"Well, from today onwards, I will officially return to the vulgar. ”

With a decision, Lin Fan directly tore a small piece of meat from the spirit bird's leg, put it in his mouth and chewed it seriously.

After being a monk for 18 years, this is the first time he has eaten meat.

Xu Yan'er also sat down, and the two tasted the delicious food together.

This scene of childhood sweethearts, if outsiders see it, it must be a pity.

Xu Yan'er is recognized as a first-day beauty in Muling Village, she was born with colorful aura from the sky, and she blossomed on the couch, which is known as an extremely rare fairy physique.

In the future, as long as it is recognized by the Immortal Sect, it is possible to settle in Yintian City and become the pride of the village.

But Lin Fan is just an orphan of unknown origin, and the two are really not compatible.

......

Dead.

Lin Fan climbed onto the roof and lay down, looking at the starry sky quietly.

"Daddy...... My son was almost trampled to death today, can immortal cultivators kill people casually......"

Muttering, Lin Fan picked up the pendant on his chest and held the bead above in front of his eyes.

This bead is called the Death Bead, and it is the only relic left by his parents.

In Xiyuezhou, after the baby is born, as long as the parents have the conditions, they will generally ask for a pearl for them, hoping to condense the baby's past life talent and open the innate wisdom root of this life.

According to the abbot, his family was originally a famous scholarly family in the town, but the whole family disappeared overnight, leaving only him as a baby crying at home, and the abbot met him and carried him back to Qinglin Temple.

"Abbot, no wonder you didn't give me the Dharma name, I had expected that I would break away from Buddhism......"

Gradually, drowsiness hit, and Lin Fan closed his eyes.

Suddenly, a green light lit up in his heart, and the green light slowly seeped into the rebirth bead on his chest......