Fifty miles away from the Tianhua Chamber of Commerce, there is a very luxurious wine shop. In a box on the second floor of the wine shop, an old man in a brocade robe with a dark face and a thin figure was leisurely drinking spiritual wine, enjoying the rich aura atmosphere in the box.

At this moment, his expression suddenly froze, and his figure stood up.

In his consciousness, an old man with crane hair and a childish face appeared at the door of Yin Tae-ming's courtyard.

The stations of the Tianhua Chamber of Commerce all have a ban on isolating divine consciousness, but this is only useful for ordinary monks, but it is completely useless for this brocade-robed old man.

Because his origin is not trivial, and his cultivation is even more unfathomable.

He is the number three person of the Chiyan Gate, the peak master of the Melting Sword Peak, Huang Ting.

Huang Ting's eating in this wine shop was not a momentary pleasure, but was specially assigned by Ling Simiao.

After Ling Simiao escaped from the Necromantic Land that day, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that things were not so simple.

The strength of the Soul Collector Ghost Lord was on par with Ling Simiao in his heyday, and in such a situation, the Heavenly Demon Corpse King and the Extreme Yin Ghost King still dared to break into the Blood Ghost Forest to save people, and they must have something to rely on.

Ling Simiao could even guess that the idea of saving people should have been Cao Fan's idea, which was why he didn't join the hunt later.

He knew that Cao Fan was not a stupid person, and he would definitely not do anything to send him to death.

In other words, Cao Fan has a great chance of surviving from the necromantic land.

For Cao Fan's disguise kung fu, Ling Simiao has a deep understanding. The sea of people is vast, where is he going to hunt Cao Fan?

After that, Ling Simiao found an important clue from the various Cao Fan information materials in front of him. Cao Fan had a deep friendship with Yin Taiming of the Tianhua Chamber of Commerce, and Yin Taiming was even destroyed by Yuzun in order to protect Cao Fan.

Ling Simiao concluded that if Cao Fan returned to the Central District, he would definitely come to Yin Taiming. This is his best chance to grab the other side directly.

For this reason, Ling Simiao did not hesitate to specially transfer Huang Ting, who had a strong divine sense, from the sect, and chartered this box for a long time to let him keep an eye on anyone who approached Yin Taiming's other courtyard.

Regarding Cao Fan's strength, Ling Simiao felt it very clearly. The ability to leapfrog challenges is indeed incomparable, but at best, it is barely able to match the early stage cultivators of the Body Shaping Realm. Huang Ting is a seventh-layer cultivator, and if he is sent to deal with Cao Fan, there will be no suspense at all.

Huang Ting was not in a hurry to act at this time, although there were not many people who came to visit Yin Taiming on weekdays, but one or two would appear every two or three days, and he had to see what they were talking about.

"Master Yin's injuries have improved? Auctioneer Yao Yuan came to visit. The old man with a childish face stood at the entrance of the courtyard and said loudly.

After a while, Yin Taiming's voice came from the courtyard, "Thank you for your kindness, Yin Mou is here to thank you." The body is still recovering, and it is inconvenient to see each other, so please understand. ”

The old man with a childish face showed a disappointed expression, and said to the inside: "In this case, please also ask Master Yin to recuperate well, and Yao Yuan will come to visit another day." ”

Yin Taiming answered inside, and then the old man with a childish face turned around and left the courtyard and went straight out of the Tianhua Chamber of Commerce

"Hey. ”

Huang Ting sighed and sat down again.

This old man was obviously just a monk from the Tianhua Chamber of Commerce who came to visit Yin Taiming, not the person he was waiting for. He sees such people almost every day, if they are all Cao Fan, then there are more Cao Fan in the world.

What Huang Ting didn't know was that the crane-haired and child-looking old man who had just left under his nose was none other than Cao Fan after his disguise.

At the beginning, Cao Fan didn't pay so much attention, holding the pass token given by Yin Taiming, he made seven turns and turns all the way, and it was unimpeded at all. Just when he arrived at the gate of the courtyard and was about to reveal his identity to Yin Tae-ming, he suddenly felt an unfriendly divine sense sweeping over his body.

The master of this divine consciousness is very strong, at least in the cultivation period of the body shaping period. If it weren't for Cao Fan's cultivation of the Hanhai Mind Power Technique, which was extremely sensitive to divine consciousness, he really didn't know that he had been targeted.

Cao Fan reacted immediately.

He knew he was careless. Since Ling Simiao, the old fox, is looking for him all over the world, how can there be a reason not to arrange for the strong to wait for the rabbit here?

Now is not the time for him to meet Yoon Tae-myung, at least not in this way.

Next, Cao Fan was anxious to pretend to be an auctioneer from the Tianhua Chamber of Commerce to visit Yin Taiming, and Yin Taiming also regarded him as an ordinary visitor, habitually declining his request for visitation.

Cao Fan didn't secretly breathe a sigh of relief until the divine consciousness on his body that had caused him a lot of pressure was removed.

At this time, his heart suddenly sank, and he thought of a terrible thing.

Since Ling Simiao was able to send a strong man to squat near Yin Taiming's courtyard, it was more likely that he would send a strong man to lurk outside the Cangyun Sect and wait for him to go back.

Cao Fan clenched his fists. He hadn't settled accounts with Ling Simiao yet, but this guy kicked his nose in the face first.

After leaving the Floating City, Cao Fan hurried all the way, and after making sure that no one's divine sense stayed on his body, he once again disguised himself into a personable young boy through the Ruyi mask.

A few hours later, Cao Fan entered the Floating City again. This time, he went straight into a bustling liquor shop.

The first floor was almost full, and Cao Fan could only sit down at a slightly empty table, and said with a smile: "There are no seats, brother, I'll squeeze here, okay?"

There were already six people seated at this table, but the highest cultivation was only the third floor of Yuanying.

Seeing that Cao Fan was a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, he nodded for the first middle-aged fat man and made a "please" gesture.

No one wants to offend a strong person whose cultivation is much higher than himself in such a trivial matter.

Cao Fan wore a Ruyi mask, and he could simulate a cultivation level higher than his current cultivation level of the five small realms. And the phaseless transformation he cultivated could also simulate the fluctuation of the aura that was higher than the current cultivation of the three small realms.

The effects of the two can also be superimposed, and in the eyes of others, Cao Fan is a powerhouse of the ninth layer of Yuanying at this time.

"Thank you. Meeting is fate, and I have covered all the wine money for everyone here today. Everyone ate and drank and spoke freely. Cao Fan stretched out the folding fan in his hand and said boldly.

Originally, everyone's nervous emotions because of Cao Fan's strong cultivation were immediately dispelled, and the people at the table immediately talked and laughed again.

At first, everyone was still a little unable to let go. However, after Cao Fan ordered a pot of the most expensive "Relief of Thousands of Sorrows" in this wine shop for everyone, the wine entered his throat, and the big guy's conversation box was completely opened.

From the trivial matter of a certain Xiuzhen family's sesame mung bean to the latest current affairs that have caused a sensation in the world, everyone is happy to say a word, and I am a word.

Slowly, the topic finally entered the deranged thief Cao Fan.

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