In the evening, Han Fan appeared at the gate of the town, looking at the bustling scene in front of him, he repeatedly picked up the map to confirm.

Is this really the town?

Guarding the door were eight monks from the Four Realms wearing white edges and black robes, which made Han Fan embarrassed, didn't he even have enough qualifications to guard the door?

Secretly made an oath that he would work hard to cultivate and strive to reach the Four Realms as soon as possible.

The monk guarding the door stopped Han Fan and asked for relevant information, Han Fan said that he was a disciple of Confucianism in Zhongzhou, and condensed the word "Yu" in the palm of his hand.

People come and go in the town every day, and the monks guarding the door can be said to be well-informed, and after a little perception, they know that they have really met the disciples of the great sect.

"Your basic information...... Not. The gatekeeper still wanted to ask for Han Fan's basic information, but his companion covered his mouth and pulled him aside.

"I'm sorry, but my brother has a straightforward personality. ”

"It doesn't matter. Han Fan smiled slightly, performed a Confucian salute, and calmly entered the city.

"What are you doing?" After Han Fan left, the doorkeeper who was covering his mouth looked puzzled.

"You're looking for death, do you know what he just used?" his companion's face was serious.

"Of course I know. ”

"The method of truth is for the genius disciples of Confucianism in Zhongzhou, you dare to stop this kind of person?

"But everyone who goes into the city has to record basic information. The doorkeeper's voice grew weaker and weaker, but he finished speaking.

"What qualifications do you have to know the information of the genius disciples of Confucianism?" said the companion snorted coldly, he was really afraid that this companion who couldn't turn his head would go it alone, and in the end, not only would he suffer, but he would also take the blame with them.

The monk who guarded the gate stopped talking, and the next monk who entered the city came over, and he hurriedly recorded the relevant information.

After Han Fan entered the town, he found a tavern at random and sat down, usually out of sight and without mouth, he was a little overwhelmed at this sight.

"Objective, how many of us?" Xiao Er stepped forward and asked.

"Two. Han Fan gestured two fingers, and Xiao Er smiled professionally and left.

There are no local specialties in Taigu Town's wine, after all, it was built here late, and it will be less than 50 years old.

However, the business contacts between the two continents are close, and there are all kinds of liquor from Beizhou and Zhongzhou that can be seen in Taigu Town.

Thinking so, he asked for a can of spirits from Beizhou-Dongjian Brew.

Han Fan sighed that Beizhou's style of acting is really simple and rude, no matter what it is, he has to add a sword word, as for the Dongzi in the name of this wine, it is naturally Dongzhou, he actually doesn't like spirits, and the soft and continuous soft wine in the entrance is his favorite, but Dongzhou is not good at soft wine, he is considered to follow the local customs.

While sighing, he poured the wine into the bowl, full to seven points, this is his personal habit, never like overflowing, seven points is just right, no more, no less.

"Children are not allowed to drink. ”

When Han Fan lowered his head and sniffed the wine, a familiar and immature voice sounded.

"Who dares to treat you like a child?" Han Fan said without raising his head, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously pursed a smile.

"Everybody thinks I'm a kid. "Buns are shamelessly sold with moe.

The monks in the tavern all looked at Han Fan's table, and each of them had different expressions.

Most of the monks in Taigu Town are well-informed, after all, this is the transit point of Zhongzhou and Dongzhou, and there are countless monks who come and go every day, and they have also figured out a set of ways to see people over time.

From the dress of a monk, from the details of his movements, from his eyes to his aura, and the other party's steps, etc., are all details. After a few glances, there will be a basic judgment.

The forests in the monastic world are too big, and there are many birds, rare, alternative, and ordinary, and many times it is inevitable that there will be times when they look away, but the wonderful thing is that they have never made a mistake in their judgment of this kind of person who cannot be messed with.

The natives in the tavern turned their heads and glanced at each other, and everyone saw the seriousness in each other's eyes. With the bottom of their hearts, they turned around and continued to talk and laugh with their companions.

Han Fan's table had already been included in the category of people they couldn't mess with. As for the reason, it's simple! None of them knew when the buns appeared in the tavern.

There is a saying circulating in the cultivation world that when you encounter three types of people, such as children, old slaves, and nuns, it is best to take a detour.

To a certain extent, the degree of deterrence of children is even higher than that of old slaves.

For the bun's pretending to be pure, Han Fan just smiled faintly.

"Alas, this time I almost lost my life again, you said that this cultivation realm is really dangerous. After experiencing life and death again, Han Fen couldn't help but sigh, he suddenly remembered the leisurely life of his previous life, how could he worry about his life every day.

"Survival of the fittest, the law of nature. Baozi said casually, took a sip of wine, and smashed his mouth.

"When is the head?" asked Han Fan.

"The one-armed man who chased you also came to the town, and by the way, he killed the Silver Thunder Leopard and got its demon pill, and the next time we meet, you will face a Five Realms monk. Baozi said, as if he didn't respond to Han Fan's question.

"Hiss~" Han Fan took a breath of cool air and made a bitter face.

"It seems that when no one thinks about me, when no one comes to trouble me again, it's the head. Han Fan said helplessly, drying the liquor in the bowl, and he was spicy.

Han Fan glanced at the wine bowl in front of the bun, it was still full, it seemed that he really didn't drink it, he put his mind at ease and poured the wine in the clay pot into his wine gourd.

The wine gourd urged by words is a treasure of unknown grade, but in normal times it is a gourd for wine.

"By the way, Baozi, can you refine the Demon Pill?" asked Han Fan.

"Are you doubting the strength of a great power?" Bun squinted at him.

"Haha, of course not. Han Fan's face was overjoyed, there was a play!

"Then my Qingguang Feather Demon Pill......" Han Fan stopped here when he said this, and just smiled.

"The Three Realms really can't say anything about the Five Realms, I can help you, but you remember, during the time I came to Middle-earth, I could only make a move at most once, and you have to take care of it yourself. Baozi's expression was slightly serious.

Of course, this kind of opportunity is used as much as possible in the future, but now the enemy is current, and Qingguang Yu's demon pill is also hard to find, and it is impossible to be afraid.

"Good. Han Fan responded, took out Qingguang Yu's demon pill from the wine gourd and handed it to the bun.

The crowd in the tavern was mixed and lively, but no one noticed the wind and powerful deterrent power emitted by the Qingguang Feather Demon Pill after it was taken out, and the surrounding monks also turned a blind eye to the movements of the two.

I saw that Baozi's hands contained golden light and held the demon pill in his hands, rubbed it together, and with Baozi's exaggerated expression, the black lines on Han Fan's face became deeper and deeper.

Finally, the bun blew on the demon pill, the gas was pale green, containing a burst of vitality.

"Alright. Baozi threw the demon pill to Han Fan, and Han Fan hurriedly caught it.

The demon pill of Qingguang Feather is light cyan, with a good-looking halo circulation, through the hands of the bun, the demon pill becomes light gold, but the whole body exudes a light green brilliance, which is very good-looking.

"Is this the end?" Han Fan couldn't believe it.

"Otherwise?" Baozi asked with disdain.

"Doesn't refining the Demon Pill require several materials, and the process is not inferior to the alchemy!" Han Fan explained cautiously.

"Are you doubting the strength of a great power?" asked Baozi with a cold face.

This sentence again, Han Fanlian said that there was nothing to do, and sighed, what else could he say.

Han Fan always felt that Baozi's personality had changed a little in the past few days, and he had become much stronger than before, and he was relieved when he thought that the other party was the power of the Nine Realms, and it was common to be stronger.

Carefully put the demon pill into the wine gourd, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the bowl of wine in the bun and dried it up.

Baozi gave him a blank look, and Han Fan smiled and didn't speak.

In the end, Han Fan was forced by Baozi to go to the Ancient Forest and slaughtered a sixth-order half-demon beast dragon elephant.

Barbecue a strange beast the size of a basketball court made Han Fan deeply understand the price of taking steamed buns.