Chapter 3: A Message
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For the ordinary immortals of Eight Treasure City, these changes in the upper echelons have no effect on them, and they should still be how they should be.
The power of the Li family was uprooted and completely removed, and Xu Jiao worked hard for many years, and finally got a reward.
The Xu family rewarded meritorious deeds and rewarded meritorious people, and Wu Fan was also regarded as a guest and sat in the hall of the Xu family's back house.
Wu Fan sat at the head of the guest seat, and the rest of the people were all members of the Xu family.
On this occasion, no matter how thick-skinned Wu Fan is, he still feels a little restrained.
Xu Jiao seemed to see Wu Fan's restrained expression, and she gently walked to Wu Fan's side and sat down. made the clansmen of the Xu family suddenly look at Wu Fan, a strange young man.
After the meritorious deeds were rewarded, there was a three-day celebration banquet, and the Xu family and guests from all walks of life were all happy to drink. Babao City is a low-level city, but for the Xu family, it is also a big gain.
Wu Fan made up his mind on the first day of the celebration banquet and prepared to leave.
These joys are theirs and have nothing to do with themselves. Wu Fan is ready to continue his journey and travel to the Eastern Regions.
Wu Fan quietly left the Xu Mansion and quietly left the Eight Treasures City.
No one noticed his departure.
Wu Fan walked out of Babao City for more than ten miles, looked back at the city, and found that the city was so far away from him.
He smiled slightly, and turned away, but his steps forward were so firm.
In the air, above the clouds, Li Feiyu looked at Wu Fan moving forward without hesitation, bowed slightly, and then, he turned into a ray of light and disappeared.
Wu Fan walked along the road, passing by a farmland, an old farmer was working in the field, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.
When Wu Fan walked through the field, the old farmer raised his head and said to Wu Fan, "Little brother, where did you come from and where are you going?"
Wu Fan looked at the old peasant, and when he saw it for the first time, he felt that the old peasant was full of golden light, and his appearance was solemn, and he was the appearance of a supreme master, but when he took a second look, he found that this person was just an ordinary old peasant, and there was nothing special about it.
Did I just look dazzled?
Wu Fan muttered in his heart.
I've just arrived from Eight Treasure City, and I'm about to move on. Uncle, why are you asking me this?
Wu Fan felt that this old farmer was mellow and simple, and it was nothing to tell him. What's more, he is now just a penniless pawn in the Immortal Domain, and no one knows about him at all, even if he tells the world that he is going to travel to the Eastern Regions next, who cares?
This feeling is amazing, when he was in the human world, he had already reached the peak, and when he arrived in the immortal realm, he was just getting started.
And those demons and demon clans, after they enter the fairy realm, I don't know what will become?
The demon clan and the demon clan, will it set off a bloody storm in the fairy realm?
After listening to Wu Fan's answer, the old farmer said, "If you are going east, can you help me carry a letter?"
It turned out to be for himself to carry the letter.
Wu Fan smiled slightly, nodded and said, Yes.
The old farmer then said, "To the east, there is a small village called 'Wenzhu Village', where there is a good friend of mine. It's called Yan Zhongming. Tell him, "I've decided not to fight with anyone else." If he wants to go, go on his own. ā
Wu Fan was stunned for a moment, it turned out that he was just bringing a message? He naturally didn't know what the meaning of this message was, but he was still willing to do it.
Wu Fan nodded and said, "Okay, I will definitely bring the message." After that, he took his leave and left.
The old peasant said, "Well, young man, I can't let you run for nothing. Well, I'll give you some money. ā
As he spoke, the old farmer touched it in his arms.
Wu Fan refused, "It's just a trivial matter, why worry about it, don't worry about it." I will bring the message, not for the sake of money. ā
The old farmer dug for a long time, but only took out a fruit, red in color, bright and dripping.
The old farmer had a look of shame on his face and said, "I'm so embarrassed, I was in such a hurry to go out this morning that I forgot to bring the money, and I only brought this one fruit." If you don't dislike it, take it. ā
Hearing what the old peasant said, how could Wu Fan be embarrassed to refuse? He took the fruit, just a fruit, and even if he accepted it, there was nothing.
Wu Fan thanked the old farmer, and then continued to walk east.
On the top of the mysterious mountain, Dadao's face staring at the compass suddenly changed, and he frowned and re-deduced.
And in a certain corner of the world, the Chaos Patriarch, who had turned into a beggar, smiled slightly, pinched a few mustaches on his chin, and hummed a little tune.
It's getting late.
Wu Fan walked into a forest and could only sleep in the woods.
I took out some dry food from the package and saw that the fruit given to him by the old farmer was fragrant, as if it was very delicious.
He couldn't help but take a bite.
It's crisp and sweet, and it's delicious.
Wu Fan ate this fruit in two bites.
Although the fruit is small, when I eat it, I immediately feel a supreme and wonderful feeling.
Wu Fan felt an endless aura fill his body.
At this time, he is no longer the hairy boy who just debuted and doesn't understand anything.
He has also experienced this feeling of sudden abundance of aura many times, and every time this situation appears, it is a critical period for his strength to improve.
Wu Fan immediately sat there cross-legged and began to practice.
Around him, the leaves of the trees accelerated their decay, and they gradually covered Wu Fan's figure.
Wu Fan was immersed in the state of cultivation, and felt that a sound similar to glass shattering continued to come from his body, and one by one the keys were opened, and his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds.
After three days and three nights passed like this, Wu Fan finally woke up from his cultivation state.
The leaves on his body fell slightly, turned into dust, and dissipated into the woods.
With a wave of his hand, the trees that had lost their leaves were all reborn.
In three days, he had directly stepped into the realm of a third-level true immortal.
A third-level true immortal, with the power to control life and death, it is extremely powerful. In a single thought, you can make life or death!
Wu Fan was overjoyed, and only then did he truly confirm that when he saw the old peasant for the first time, what appeared was not an illusion, but a real appearance.
The old farmer was a mysterious recluse.
Wu Fan was shocked in his heart, in this immortal realm, the hidden dragon and crouching tiger, a seemingly ordinary immortal, might have extraordinary power.
Wu Fan wanted to go back to see if the old farmer was still there, and wanted to express his gratitude, but as soon as he thought that he hadn't sent a message to that Yan Zhongming, he immediately flew to the east.
At this time, it was almost dusk, and Wu Fan flew for a moment and saw a small village.
Wu Fan landed and asked a villager if this was Wenzhu Village.
The villager nodded, yes.
Wu Fan thanked him, and asked the people in the village if they knew a person named Yan Zhongming?
The villager shook his head and said, "I don't know, I don't know, there is no one in the village surnamed Yan." ā
Wu Fan frowned, since this is Wenzhu Village, why is there no Yan Zhongming? Could it be that this Yan Zhongming no longer lives here?
Wu Fan thanked the people of the village and walked to the village, ready to continue asking.
But he asked a few people, and they all said that they didn't know Yan Zhongming, which made Wu Fan feel more and more strange.
It stands to reason that since the old farmer is a mysterious hidden master, he should not be mistaken. Why is there no such person?
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a quarrel, two middle-aged men were punching and kicking an old man who looked like a beggar, scolding in his mouth, let you steal chickens, let you steal chickens!
Wu Fan saw that the old man was in tattered clothes and skinny, and he felt a little compassion in his heart, so he walked over.
When the two people saw Wu Fan's arrival, they seemed to be restrained, but they didn't intend to let go of the old beggar, and the old beggar was really angry, and while being kicked by these two middle-aged people, he didn't forget to gnaw on the chicken leg in his hand.
It's really going to kill you!
Wu Fan finally relented and said to the two middle-aged people, "He stole your chickens?"
The two of them nodded and said, "Yes, this old guy usually relies on our Wenzhu Village, wandering around, and he can't catch up." In the past few years, I have started stealing things, and I am really getting worse and worse!"
Wu Fan said, "Forget it, I think he's old, and it's pitiful." How much is this chicken, I'll buy it for him!"
These two middle-aged people are actually not evildoers, and the reason why they punch and kick this old beggar is also angry with him. Hearing Wu Fan say this, both of them smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "What kind of money is not money, we also let him increase his memory." Forget it, young man, you are an outsider, I don't know the situation of this old guy, I advise you not to provoke him, in case he is relied on, then you can't get rid of it. ā
After saying that, the two left directly.
Wu Fan looked at the old beggar, but saw that the old beggar actually took out half a cooked chicken from his arms, and sat on the ground and gnawed on it.
Wu Fan took out dozens of taels of silver from his arms and put them in front of the old beggar.
The old beggar looked up at Wu Fan, his eyes shining eagerly.
This gaze made Wu Fan feel unhappy, thinking that what the two villagers might say was not wrong, this old beggar might really have the intention of pestering him!
Therefore, Wu Fan hurriedly left after putting down the silver taels.
Walking out of Wenzhu Village quickly, looking back, he didn't see the figure of the old beggar, Wu Fan felt relieved.
When he turned around, he found a funny smiling face with a dark night.
Yes!
Wu Fan was taken aback by him, and hurriedly took a few steps back, distancing himself from that dirty face.
Take a closer look, but it's not who the beggar was just now?!