Lin Fan patted Xiao Hei's head and jumped on its back with a slight leap.

Grinned at his master first.

Then he turned his head and arched his hand at the people of the Burial Sword Pavilion, and said loudly, "Pavilion Master, everyone is in the same door, take care, Lin Fan will take the first step."

With that, his hands were behind his back, standing majestically on the back of the eagle, and his right foot was slightly paused.

Xiao Hei realized, and after a few flutters of his huge wings, he soared into the sky, and a few accelerated disappeared from everyone's sight......

Qiu Ying hurriedly waved her hand in the direction where Xiao Hei flew away and shouted, "Brother Lin Fan, come back early, ......."

Su Qin's eyes were full of little stars, and her pretty face was flushed with excitement, and she only felt ...... Lin Fan's feet on the giant eagle soaring into the sky are extremely charming......

Mu Qingfeng had known for a long time that Lin Fan had a wind carving, but he was still shocked by Lin Fan's manipulation and stinky fart posture......

Looking at the envious eyes of the disciples in the field, and the little stars in the eyes of several female disciples, he sighed secretly in his heart, "Lin Fan, Lin Fan, you are pretending to be X, a hundred points, ......."

Mu Qingyun nodded at the people in front of the mountain gate with black lines on his face, and then chased in the direction of Lin Fan with another wind eagle.

Standing outside the door and seeing off the group, Mu Qingfeng bowed slightly, but his eyes seemed to be a little dim.

"The fledgling has to go through the wind and rain to grow, the world will change, and there is not much time left, but I don't know who among these disciples is the candidate and who is an insider.

How many people can survive......

......

In the inner city of Fenglin City, a huge city wall is more than ten kilometers long and horizontal to block the demon beast forest, the city wall is nearly forty meters high and five meters thick, and the whole body is made of huge black iron rock, which is said to be able to resist the attack of the returning strong, and it is not a problem to defend against demon beasts.

There is only one entrance and exit of the whole city wall, which is Fenglin Pass.

Fenglin Pass, a fortress-like building with a diameter of 100 meters stands abruptly in the middle of the overall city wall.

At this time, the council hall on the second floor of the fortress was full of people.

Xu Cheng, Su Mu, Lin Fan, Mu Qingyun, and the middle-aged elders of the Burial Sword Pavilion were all seated.

In Fenglin City, the city lord Cheng Siyuan and the deputy city lord Yuan Ping were also present.

Cheng Siyuan was full of white hair and had a kind face, looked at Mu Qingyun on the other side and asked with some confusion, "Why did you come here, this old thing, there is no master in the Burial Sword Pavilion."

Cheng Siyuan was a little surprised by Mu Qingyun's arrival, but he had already guessed it when he saw Lin Fan who was traveling with him, but he still couldn't help but ask.

Mu Qingyun took a sip of the tea on the table, and said slowly, "The long-term immobility of the old arms and legs is a little jerky, and it is just right to move the muscles and bones."

After speaking, he smiled at Cheng Siyuan again, "Besides, I didn't drink enough of your monkey wine last time, so I just took the opportunity to taste it again."

As soon as Cheng Siyuan heard the monkey wine, his face suddenly changed, and his head shook into a rattle, "No, no, no, there is only one jar of wine left, the old man wants to drink it when my baby daughter gets married, so don't worry about it."

Mu Qingyun smacked his lips, as if he was reminiscing about the taste of monkey wine, and then looked at Cheng Ping'er beside Cheng Siyuan, and said with a smile, "Ping'er is getting more and more beautiful, there should be no shortage of admirers, the old man will wait until you get married and then come to drink monkey wine."

Cheng Ping'er couldn't help but blush when she heard Mu Qingyun's praise, and after lowering her head shyly, she secretly looked at Lin Fan opposite.

When Cheng Siyuan saw this scene, he couldn't help but jump a few times with his right eyelid, and said secretly in his heart, "It's over...... It seems that this time I am with the big boy, not to mention the monkey wine, my baby daughter seems to be cheaper than the old guy's apprentice......".

Cheng Siyuan sighed in his heart, but he still had to get down to business first.

He coughed lightly and looked at the people beside him.

"This is the person who participated in this operation in Fenglin City, Yang Feng and Yang Hai brothers, they are all fifth-stage cultivators of the Chenyuan Realm, and they are also the guards of Fenglin Pass, and they have rich experience in fighting demon beasts."

After finishing speaking, two middle-aged men with similar appearances and serious faces stood up and bowed to Mu Qingyun.

Mu Qingyun bowed his hand slightly.

After the two big men sat down again, Cheng Siyuan continued, "Are you a candidate for the Condensation Realm, my daughter Cheng Ping'er Ning Yuan Realm Fourth Stage, Yuan Ping's only son Yuan Ye Ning Yuan Realm Eighth Stage, and Xiao Yun Condensing Soul Realm Fifth Stage, the son of Xiao Yifei, the military master of Fenglin City."

Mu Qingyun raised his eyebrows after hearing this, "You old guy is reluctant, my daughter has been sent."

And Yuan Ping, your kid is just a baby son, and you are willing to let him take risks?"

Hearing this, Cheng Siyuan glanced at him, looking indifferent.

But Yuan Ping looked at his son and said with hatred.

"If the jade is not cut, this kid is used to being arrogant and domineering in Fenglin City, and he is a little unaware of the height of the sky, so it is time for him to go through some hardships."

When Yuan Ye heard his father's words, he trembled but didn't dare to answer.

This experience was also a punishment for him, Yuan Ping was furious after knowing the gambling between Yuan Ye and Lin Fan, and he was about to break his legs immediately.

It was only under Cheng Siyuan's repeated persuasion that he agreed to spare Yuan Ye's suffering, but he sent him out through this operation, deliberately making him suffer some ups and downs.

Mu Qingyun smiled and shook his head.

"This time the Dust Realm of the Burial Sword Pavilion is led by me and Elder Sun, the old man is ashamed, he is only a sixth-stage cultivator of the Dust Soul Realm, and Elder Sun is the fifth-stage cultivator of the Dusty Yuan Realm."

Among the people from the Burial Sword Pavilion, the middle-aged man got up and said hello to everyone.

"And the three disciples of the Burial Sword Pavilion Condensation Realm, the ninth stage of Xu Cheng Ning Yuan Realm, the sixth stage of Su Mu Ning Soul Realm, and the third stage of Lin Fan Condensing Realm"

Lin Fan and the three of them saluted in turn.

As a sect, the Burial Sword Pavilion is higher than Fenglin City in terms of overall strength and individual strength.

Cheng Siyuan smiled and looked at Lin Fan and the three of them one by one.

"Su Mu, at such an age, he has the sixth-stage cultivation of the Soul Condensing Realm, and he is young and promising.

Xu Cheng, the first disciple of the Burial Sword Pavilion, is really extraordinary, it seems that he should be about to break through to the Dust Yuan Realm.

Lin Fan...... Won the true inheritance of your master......".

"Seniors praise ......".

Lin Fan scratched his head, he didn't hear the appreciation in Cheng Siyuan's words, but he still had to thank him.

Xu Cheng rubbed his hands a little embarrassed and said, "The seniors have an overreputation, and the juniors have been defeated by others in the Huiwu a few days ago, and now they dare not call the first person anymore......."

Cheng Siyuan was stunned for a moment, "Oh, there is another disciple in the Burial Sword Pavilion, I don't know whose apprentice it is."

As a close neighbor of Fenglin City, the situation of its famous disciples will of course be known to Fenglin City.

Xu Cheng is about to break through the Dust Yuan Realm, and the disciples of the Condensation Realm who can defeat him in the Burial Sword Pavilion must also be dragons among people, but I haven't heard that there are any demonic disciples in the Burial Sword Pavilion.

And Xu Cheng looked at Lin Fan and said curtly, "It's the apprentice of the master of the Imperial Soul Palace, the ...... of Lin Fan's junior brother."

Cheng Siyuan's pupils shrank sharply when he heard this, and he looked at Lin Fan with a strange expression, opened his mouth but didn't say a word.

looked at Mu Qingyun again, half-squinted and said coldly, "Old guy, your treasure is hidden deep enough."

Mu Qingyun pretended not to hear, raised his head slightly, and stroked his beard with a masterful posture.

Yuan Ye even looked at Lin Fan secretly, muttering in his heart, "I knew that this thin kid was so fierce, so the ghost went to provoke him, the nine stages of Ning Yuan Realm were defeated, and he was still the master of the nine stages of Ning Yuan Realm of the sect, so he was really not wrong......ed if he was defeated."

At this moment, Cheng Ping'er looked at Lin Fan's eyes, and little stars had already appeared.

Even when Cheng Siyuan looked at Lin Fan again, he felt that this kid was actually quite good, and sighed in his heart, "Isn't this kid actually not bad, his appearance and strength are qualified......."

"Ahem......"

Seeing that several people in the field were chatting farther and farther, Yuan Ping coughed lightly, and then spoke.

"In this operation, we can be regarded as dispatching our respective elites, and our main purpose is to investigate and find out the reason why the demon beasts behave abnormally and frequently invade Fenglin City.

Going deep into the monster forest is dangerous, so we need to avoid fighting as much as possible.

I have already hired experienced mercenaries from the mercenary group in Fenglin City as guides, and you will be able to meet you in front of the main gate of the pass in a moment.

If there is no doubt, we can just go."

When it came to business, everyone immediately became serious, Mu Qingyun nodded and took the lead in getting up and motioning for Yuan Ping to lead the way, and everyone also got up and walked out.

Passing through a corner door along the side of the chamber, the crowd went straight up to the wall.

The five-meter-wide city wall is naturally very spacious, and there is a fortress of soldiers stationed every 100 meters, and groups of heavily armed soldiers are constantly patrolling the city wall.

At this time, on the city wall, five wind carvings were already ready to be prepared, and one of them was particularly tall and handsome, and the other four deliberately kept a certain distance from it, faintly having a trace of jealousy towards it.

Seeing Yuan Ping and Cheng Siyuan leading everyone to arrive, the four soldiers who controlled the wind carving bowed their hands.

And when Yuan Ping saw the wind carving that stood out from the crowd, the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally a few times......