His body felt a long-lost warmth, and as the dizziness gradually subsided, Han Fan slowly opened his eyes.

The unfamiliar and familiar verdant vegetation in the eyes made Han Fan take a deep breath in the fresh air that filled the air.

"It's back. Han Fan muttered.

After staying where he was for a while, he began to observe his surroundings and confirm his location.

Next, he made a conclusion with great certainty and confidence:

He was lost.

Out of this jungle, Han Fan let go of his divine sense to see if there were any monks passing by nearby.

"The master is so strong, can't he make a positioning teleportation?" Han Fan complained silently while continuing to move forward.

Not far from the woods is the official road, and along the official road, Han Fan caught up with a caravan.

Without waiting for Han Fan to approach, the caravan was alert in advance, and two monks from the peak of the Four Realms came and approached Han Fan in an encircled manner.

Han Fan didn't care about this, the four realms of the vertical and horizontal domains were not the slightest threat to him now.

"Where are you going?" asked one of the monks, clenching his fists.

Han Fan was about to speak, when he suddenly realized a problem.

His parents had fled with the two monks of the underworld, but Gergra had not told him where they were.

But after thinking about it, even if he told him the specific location, by the time he found it, the other party would have already left.

So, under the vigilant gaze of the two monks, Han Fan scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

"Well, I'm lost, may I ask, which direction is the nearest city from here?"

The expressions of the two monks froze visibly.

"Follow the official road, there are five hundred miles away. The monk who had spoken earlier said.

Han Fan thanked the two of them, deliberately bypassed the caravan, and quickly moved forward beyond the team.

The two Four Realm cultivators watched Han Fan's departing back, and the vigilance in their eyes did not dissipate in the slightest.

"The aura on his body is cold and strange, he is obviously not a righteous monk, why do you want to tell him the right direction?" asked his companion, who had not spoken.

"How many Four Realms monks are there in this caravan?" the monk glared at him and asked rhetorically.

The monk who asked the "......" question was choked.

Indeed, they cannot afford to provoke.

As for who will suffer when he goes to the city, it is not for them to decide.

Han Fan didn't realize that he had just come out of the underworld, and there was still an obvious aura of the underworld on his body.

Because he was used to it in the underworld, he didn't notice anything wrong with this breath.

And during Han Fan's time in the underworld, because his cultivation was all about absorbing the aura of the underworld, the aura on his body could not dissipate in a short period of time.

And this aura was undoubtedly like a light in the dark night in the eyes of the Vertical and Horizontal Domain monks.

......

Han Fan looked at the city not far away, judging from the size, it was just a small city, but he was not sure which state it was, so he checked his outfit and confirmed that everything was fine, Han Fan hid his cultivation, gathered his aura and walked towards the city gate.

Maybe it's the reason for absorbing the aura of the underworld, Han Fan's temperament is very different from when he didn't go to the underworld, and now he, what he unintentionally reveals is an unspeakable mystery that has become weird.

Every monk who tried to probe him felt a chill to the bone.

Not only that, but his physiognomy also changed slightly under the influence of the aura of the underworld.

These changes, even without masking, no one in the vertical and horizontal domains can recognize them.

And the cold aura from the underworld on his body, as Han Fan converged, it would not be easily detected by the monks.

After entering the city, Han Fan asked a tavern near a local vendor, and from that peculiar accent, Han Fan could tell that this was Nanzhou, where he had never been.

The South Continent is only a little stronger than the North Continent, ranking second to last among the five continents.

Coming to the tavern, Han Fan began to inquire about the news.

Regarding the recent major events in the vertical and horizontal regions, as well as some hearsay and rumors, I will not let go of any of them.

Fortunately, there are still spirit stones left in the bag, which is enough to pay for his news.

He learned from the owner of the tavern that his bounty had been withdrawn, because the monks of the Six Realms were present when Han Fan left, so it had been confirmed that he had gone to the Underworld.

Confucianism is a variable because of Han Fan, and many sects have complained about it, but they are afraid of the strength and status of Confucianism, so they can only complain secretly in private.

However, with Han Fan's departure, there is another piece of news, that is, news about Han Fan's parents.

Han Fan killed many monks in the escape to the underworld, and the sect behind those monks transferred their anger to Han Fan's parents.

However, Confucianism did not give a reward to Han Fan's parents, which made the monks who had no grievances with Han Fan give up the idea of chasing.

They originally chased and killed Han Fan for the Broken Mirror Pill, but now it's no good, who wants to work in vain?

It is precisely because of this that the pressure on Han Fan's parents is not so great, and with the protection of the two Eight Realms, they are still safe and sound.

When Han Fan asked about the approximate location of his parents' escape, the owner of the tavern looked at Han Fan in surprise.

"Han Fan's parents don't have a reward, and they are protected by monks who are suspected of being from the Eight Realms, why are you wading into this troubled water? ”

For the boss's kind dissuasion, Han Fan smiled and thanked, "I am from Confucianism, then Han Fan is my fellow brother, I think that since he is a disciple of Confucianism, then everyone in Confucianism is inseparable, and I naturally have to give an explanation to the righteous path of the world." ”

The Top Gun that Han Fan said was quite a kind of fearless spirit of taking the lead and giving up who else he was, and the eyes of the boss and the surrounding monks looked at Han Fan differently.

The boss's eyes were full of appreciation, and he laughed and patted Han Fan on the shoulder.

"Okay, it's not a loss to be a disciple of the three sects, and there is no vanity under the fame. Just by what you say, I won't take your money for this news. "The boss waved his hand, and he was very arrogant.

Han Fanleng paused, but he didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains from the performance, so he hurriedly thanked him, Confucianism and courtesy, he did not do a bad job in this regard.

Knowing that his parents had appeared near Fengping Mountain in Nanzhou a week ago, Han Fan was very excited, at least in one continent, so it would be much easier to find.

Out of the tavern, Han Fan planned to buy a map of Nanzhou, and prepare some materials and supplies for the formation, so he set off to find his parents.

He travels to the bustling area of the city center and asks passers-by about the shops.

Today, the street was very lively, and after secretly listening to the conversation of the two monks next to him, I realized that today was the day when the daughter of the city lord competed to recruit relatives.

Han Fan also felt that the forest was so big that there were all kinds of birds, and it was also strange that the cultivation world actually had this kind of way of recruiting relatives through martial arts competitions.

Han Fan followed the crowd and came to a huge ring.