Originally, he went to the fox spirit, but he was disturbed by the sudden ghost, coupled with Chen Fan's pure tight hoop purification, the cold aura of the entire mountain forest was swept away.

Such a big movement, as long as you are not blind, you can basically see it.

What's more, what about the vixen who has an extraordinarily keen sense?

I guess I was scared and ran away!

Chen Fan followed Simu back home, he looked at the balance of his mall, sent this group of powerful ghosts to the Western Heavens, and harvested nearly five hundred gold coins.

That powerful ghost was really powerful, he alone provided nearly three hundred gold coins, and the rest of the wandering red-robed ghosts were only worth a dozen yuan......

What a real dish!

Chen Fan looked at his balance again, calculated it, and found that in addition to the standing Wings of Salvation, the remaining gold coins were still not enough to buy the second piece of equipment, and there was still more than a thousand shorts.

This made him want to buy a pain mask to wear on his face in an instant, just thinking that he was rich, and then he felt that he was a poor bastard.

It's so hard!

He lay quietly on the bed to rest, since he stepped into the path of cultivation, his physical fitness has become extremely good, and he has become extremely excited, and he needs to sleep much less than before.

But you still have to rest, or sooner or later, you will go to the underworld to see the king of Hades in advance, yo, isn't this the kid in Maoshan who slept himself to death, you are the only one for thousands of years, you are really a talent!

Thinking of this, Chen Fan hurriedly closed his eyes and let himself fall asleep, but things were not satisfactory, he just slept for a while, and a strange feeling crept into his heart.

He heard hurried footsteps in the room outside, and it was the middle of the night, and the footsteps were ......

Chen Fan's palm suddenly flipped over, the red and black lines in his palm flickered, and the dynasty's secret order had appeared in his palm.

"Knock knock!"

"Don't sleep, little nephew, something happened!"

Uncle Four-eyed?

That's fine~

Chen Fan instantly put away the token in his hand, turned over and dressed and quickly opened the door, only to see that his eyes had moved elsewhere, it was an independent room, and the shape inside was extremely familiar.

It is exactly the same as the incense table that Uncle Nine worshiped in Yizhuang.

However, Uncle Jiu hung a portrait of the ancestor in Yizhuang, and the black-and-white Taiji diagram of the red cloth hanging on the wall with four eyes, Chen Fan had only a short time to get started, and he didn't know why.

The four eyes were half-kneeling in front of the incense table, looking at the wooden statue of the ancestor on the table with a solemn expression, the wooden statue was constantly shaking, and the whole body was emitting red light.

Jia Le also walked over with confused eyes at this time, and Chen Fan stood beside him, looking at the statue of the ancestor with his hands clasped with his eyes, his eyes were closed, as if he was communicating with his soul.

"It's amazing, little junior brother......"

Jia Le looked at the appearance of the four eyes, and secretly whispered to Chen Fan, "When Uncle Shi contacted the master in the past, the statue of Master Zu was moving, but I didn't expect it to move so hard this time, and it was still emitting red light, so it was designated that something big happened!" ”

Chen Fan suddenly realized, he had seen Uncle Jiu contact Simu through the yellow charm before, and he had always been curious about how this side would receive it, it turned out that Master Maoshan was in the middle as an operator and a transferman, no wonder......

As soon as Jia Le's words fell, Simu stood up with a serious face, and respectfully bowed towards the Yin and Yang Bagua Array, "Disciple understands!" ”

I saw him pick up the yellow paper on the side with his fingers and point it on the incense table, and the yellow paper actually showed a purple pattern out of thin air, which made him feel extraordinary.

Purple Charm!

Simu took the purple charm and the portrait of the ancestor into his arms, rummaged through the side again, and took out a peachwood sword.

He frowned, and felt a little uncomfortable, clenched his hands, and took out a giant sword nearly three meters long, and then nodded contentedly.

With this big dick?

Chen Fan was quite surprised, he only remembered that Simu had used such a big peachwood sword once, and that time he still went to fight zombies, and hit the royal zombie who was struck by lightning, but now that the peak competition has not started, this big peachwood sword is naturally still there.

"Jia Le, you are at home to watch the house, Chen Fan, you follow me......"

Simu looked at the house of the old monk again, with hesitation on his face, obviously wanting to beg the other party to make a move, and he couldn't wipe his face.

Chen Fan arched Jia Le on the side with his buttocks, glanced at him, and muttered to the side of Yi Xiu, Jia Le was more clever than Qiu Shengwen, and he understood in an instant, and ran to the side to knock on the door.

Simu didn't stop it when he saw it, but just sighed lightly, "It's really a big problem this time......"

"Uncle Shi, what's wrong?"

"An elder of Maoshan died, and he didn't even escape his soul......"

Chen Fan couldn't help but gasp, Elder Maoshan is not a cat or a dog, he will die if he says he will die, he can be called Elder Maoshan, at least he is a master above the earth master, not to mention the existence of the world's top in the world, at least it is rare in the world.

After practicing for decades, he naturally has a good stunt, and with his back to Maoshan Mountain, he naturally has a powerful magic weapon.

It's like this generation of Maoshan Senior Brother, with lightning all over his body, Shi Jian, who is a god who kills gods and Buddhas, and is a thunderbolt, and ordinary demons are difficult to fight at all.

And now, Elder Maoshan, who is three points stronger than Maoshan, has actually fallen......

And not even the soul escaped......

This......

Chen Fan finally understood why Simu's face was so serious, and he would even put down his face and ask for help from his old rival, Master Yixiu.

"That's not right!"

Chen Fan felt his eyelids jumping, "Uncle Shi, if you can kill the elder level of Maoshan Mountain, even if you add Master Yixiu, we will also deliver food if we go, or we will go back when the other uncles arrive, and we will subdue demons and eliminate demons together, and we will be on our shoulders!" ”

What annoys him the most is the routine of the TV series, one by one, he can fight in groups, why bother going alone?

"There is a Maoshan disciple who is still alive and is being hunted down and killed, and must be saved!"

All right.

Chen Fan closed his mouth and didn't say more, the righteous path sect is better than the demon gate, and when it encounters danger, many of the demon sects are cold bystanders, and even fall into the well, maybe they will stab them in the back.

And the righteous path sect, there is little infighting, and with an order, even if you fight for your own life, you must protect other brothers and sisters!

But the other side is too strong, what if I go and give away the head......

Chen Fan could only pray in his heart that Master Maoshan would be reliable, and if all the disciples were wiped out, he would be late......

And something even more unexpected happened to Chen Fan, the Maoshan disciple who was hunted down was actually a hundred miles away, a hundred miles!

It takes three days to ride a horse!

How did this come in time?

Simu drove the carriage, let Master Yixiu and Chen Fan sit on the carriage, and slapped the purple charm given by the ancestor of Maoshan on the carriage, Chen Fan instantly felt that time and space were shuttling, and the feeling of galloping was really fast!

The extreme speed at which he had turned on the wolf running before, at this time, seemed insignificant at all.

Maoshan still has such a means~

Under the blessing of the purple talisman, everyone was getting closer and closer to the Maoshan disciple who was fleeing for his life, Chen Fan looked at the dark jungle and almost burst into a foul mouth.

"! Combat power of 10,000+? ”

The combat power was a joke, but the bright and thick blood bar with a full 100,000 points directly scared Chen Fan into shutting himself off the spot.

Is it too late to turn around and run?