Chapter Seventy-Three: Little Er's Village
100,000 miles of misty forest, clouds and mist like ocean currents, mysterious and long, incomparably vast, that towering volcano stands in the central area, covering an area of 100 miles, magnificent.
A purple flame flower grows on the top of the mountain, like a sun being placed there, dazzling, and there is a sense of loneliness in the majesty.
The misty forest has undergone a mutation, except for the outer 30,000 miles, it is impossible to set foot inside, the world is shaking, and many forces are secretly pursuing, wanting to know the past secrets of this ancient forest.
Yuan Fan left the misty forest, strolling with a tired body and mind, he wandered in the mountains and rivers, looking at the beautiful rivers and mountains in the world, and his heart was extremely lost.
Chen Ling left, without saying goodbye, maybe never see each other again, Yuan Fan was very sad, he couldn't spend time with him, he couldn't stay in love with each other.
He walked on foot to the Misty City.
The city didn't seem to have changed, as always, like a powerful man in the world, hidden in the white mist, looking out over the misty forest.
Entering the city, there was a lot of traffic, and the monks of many forces gathered in this city, and many people were talking about the great events that happened in the Misty Forest.
Some people talk about the mutation in the Misty Forest, some people talk about the Ancient Sword Emperor who turned into a Dao, and some people talk about many young Tianjiao who have emerged.
However, all this did not attract Yuan Fan much, and he did not have the slightest interest, he walked straight to Xiao Er's tavern, where Chen Ling used to be there.
In the past, he and Chen Ling often came to the tavern, watched the prosperity on the street, and teased each other, looking forward to their future lives, but these fantasies accompanied Chen Ling and dissipated.
The big yellow dog and the little white tiger also followed behind Yuan Fan, attracting the attention of many people.
A big earth dog with a black and white head, and a chubby little white tiger lying on its back, this strange combination, no matter how you look at it, it is a little awkward.
Many people looked back on the street and found that the little white tiger was different and wanted to snatch it, but when the two monks of the Inner Dan Realm were killed on the street by Yuan Fanzhen, many people gave up this idea again.
Yuan Fan was silent in the sadness of Chen Ling's departure, his expression was lonely, his eyes were blank, his clothes were covered with blood, and he killed those two people, but he didn't make the slightest wave in his heart.
In the eyes of many people, Yuan Fan is a monk who kills people without blinking, and he can't be provoked at will.
Soon, Yuan Fan came to Xiao Er's tavern, but this tavern has changed to a new owner, a simple middle-aged monk.
After learning that Yuan Fan had come to find Xiao Er, the middle-aged monk told Xiao Er that he had left Misty City and sold this tavern to him before leaving.
"Wang Xiaoer is simple and unpretentious, he is an ordinary person, he has not stepped into cultivation, I heard that something happened in the family some time ago, and I hurried back to take care of my old father and mother."
This is a middle-aged monk who knows the Qi realm, he has just stepped into the cultivation process, and he is a fellow villager with the tavern junior, and he has always been good friends, and after feeling Yuan Fan's unfathomable cultivation, he is very respectful.
He told Yuan Fan that Xiao Er's hometown was thousands of miles away from the Misty Forest, and if he needed to go, he could find it by walking east along Misty City.
"Excuse me."
After listening to the middle-aged monk's story, Yuan Fan bought some wine, said goodbye, and did not stay long, and then left the Misty City in silence.
The tavern is an ordinary honest person, often with a warm smile on his face, and he also runs the tavern himself, no matter who he meets, whatever he encounters, he is greeted with a smile, and he never seems to be troubled.
"Wang Xiaoer, this name is also simple, that person didn't set foot on the cultivation, really, I wanted to come to him for a drink, but I didn't think about it but left."
Yuan Fan came to the outside of the city, his eyes were blank, his face was haggard, he looked at the great rivers and mountains in the distance, and sighed softly.
Since he came to the other side of the starry sky, all the people he knew have left his side one after another, and he is a little confused, not knowing where to go.
Everything is so strange here.
"Boy, don't you have anywhere to go right now?"
At this time, the big yellow dog came over, looking heartless, grinning, and didn't know what he was laughing at.
"If you have a fart, let it go, say, what bad things do you want to do this time?" Yuan Fan glanced at it and touched the little white tiger on its back.
This tasteless big yellow dog must not be at ease, Yuan Fan has always wanted to get rid of it, but unfortunately, this big earth dog is like a dog skin plaster, following him, saying that he is unwilling to leave.
The big yellow dog smiled and said, "Boy, this king can tell you that this little cat has aroused the covetousness of many people, and I advise you to leave this place as soon as possible, otherwise when some strong people come, you won't be able to leave." ”
Yuan Fan nodded, fell silent, and naturally understood what the big yellow dog meant, and there were many thoughts in his mind, and he thought of many things.
The little white tiger has been exposed to the world, and many people have secretly learned that the little white tiger has the potential to grow into a divine beast, and if he doesn't leave, he will definitely provoke the strong to snatch it.
Second, in the entrance, the behemoth black dragon entrenched in the sky above the dantian called him the master, which made Yuan Fan puzzled and needed to find a time to ask clearly.
The third is the calamity that has been caused, the black python clan in the misty forest, the mysterious colored beast cat, and the six monks of the Xuanqing Sect, each force is unimaginable, and the blood will definitely provoke revenge.
During this period of time in the misty forest, he had seen many strong people, and Yuan Fan knew that his cultivation was low, so he should indeed hide for a while and practice well.
Yuan Fan glanced at the big yellow dog and asked with a smile: "Then do you have any good places to go, let's hear about it?" ”
The big yellow dog grinned, glanced around vigilantly, and whispered: "In the past, when this king was chasing his beloved bell, he once passed by a village, which was a good place to go, and it seemed to be in the same village as the tavern you were looking for. ”
Yuan Fan looked at the big yellow dog, and knew that this earth dog liked treasures the most, and it must not have a good heart when it said this. One possibility that Yuan Fan guessed was that there was something different in that village, and it might contain a treasure of the world.
Thinking of this, Yuan Fan agreed to the big yellow dog without hesitation, and decided to go to the village to have a look, and also casually learn about the changes in Xiao Er's family, and help one or two.
Soon, Yuan Fan came to the periphery of the Misty Forest.
In order not to be obtrusive, from here, he planned to walk all the way east, looking for the village where Xiao Er lived.
On the periphery of the misty forest, the white mist is filled, the vegetation is luxuriant, and the petals are unfolded, extremely bright, and curved in all directions, which is particularly beautiful.
Yuan Fan stood on the branch of an ancient tree, looking into the depths, unable to be quiet in his heart, and after a long time, he retracted his gaze, and took the big yellow dog and the little white tiger to move quickly along a mountain range.
The misty forest of 100,000 miles, equivalent to the length of the earth's equator, is incomparably vast, Yuan Fan sighed at the vastness of this life source star, ordinary people are extremely poor in their lives, and I am afraid that they will not be able to pass through the entire forest.
Time was in a hurry, and six days later, Yuan Fan kept walking east, turning over several mountains, crossing two rivers, and at dawn, he saw the lights in the distance.
It was a small village, surrounded by mountains and with beautiful scenery, and in front of its village was a clear stream that led to the distance.
Entering the village, there was a cry, and when I looked to the right, more than a dozen people were carrying a coffin, as if they had lost their relatives at home and were handling the funeral.
"Boy, there's something weird about that coffin, have you noticed it?" The big yellow dog bared his teeth and stared intently at the coffin.
"The person in the coffin doesn't seem to be dead yet, it's a little strange, the person is not dead, why is it buried."
Yuan Fan noticed the abnormality, and also saw the tavern junior in the crowd wearing a white filial piety suit.