"A moment is too long. Chen Fan said inadvertently, it seemed that in an instant, he was on that rainy night again, and his parents left in the wind......

......

The Autumn Dream Sect, one of the hundred sects in the west, and a group of fourteen people walked towards the Spirit Pavilion. Chen Fan walked in the forefront, muttering two words in his mouth.

"I haven't had time to say goodbye to Brother Zhou when I left, and I don't know if he will be angry. This Innocent Soul Fruit was also too easy to obtain, and I felt that it was a little too unreal. ”

"Forget it, since you got it back, let's use it for my senior sister first, and she will wake up as soon as possible to reduce some variables. I haven't seen her come to harm me for so many years, and I'm really a little unaccustomed to it, and it's a little lonely to be alone. ”

And Murong Mingyue and the other thirteen monks who followed Chen Fan were secretly overjoyed, and from then on, they would leap into the dragon gate and turn a new page.

Outside the Spirit Pavilion, the two disciples guarding the pavilion signaled that he could enter after checking Chen Fan's Demon Son Jade Pendant, while the thirteen monks could only stay outside and wait for Chen Fan.

"Thank you both. ”

Chen Fan took back the demon jade pendant and slowly entered under the respectful gaze of the two pavilion guards. After all, Chen Fan's reputation for murder has been established, so naturally he can't deal with it casually.

"Coming back?"

As soon as he entered the pavilion, Han Feng's slightly tired voice came out, and then the aura gathered from all directions, and that familiar face emerged.

"Well, this is the Innocent Soul Fruit, please let Senior Sister recover as soon as possible. Chen Fan nodded and handed the jade box containing the Innocent Soul Fruit to Han Feng.

"It's really an Innocent Soul Fruit!" After Han Feng opened it and took a look, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he glanced at Chen Fan carefully.

"The anger is too heavy, I killed a lot of people on this trip. Han Feng put away the Innocent Soul Fruit and spoke with a little worry.

Chen Fan didn't speak, just shook his head, leaving the doubts about the Innocent Soul Fruit in his heart in the bottom of his heart.

"How's the situation with Senior Sister?"

"There are two pieces of Warm Soul Wood, and the situation has not continued to deteriorate, but it has not improved either. ”

"What about my master?"

"That old ghost is so good, he lives a good life every day!"

"That'...... What about the wind willow eyebrows?" Chen Fan continued to ask.

"Half-step foundation building, its strength can be compared to the middle stage of foundation building. Chen Fan, you remember, cultivation is like building a house, the more solid the foundation, the broader the future! Your speed is too fast, which makes people very worried. ”

"Well, I see, after more than ten years, I don't know how many people have died over the years, and how many new monks have joined?"

......

After a long talk, Chen Fan realized that there had been basically no change in the past ten years, but the hundred sects in the west were still fighting, and the only thing that had changed was the overall strength of the major sects and the number of dead monks.

For example, Ma Shibo of the Autumn Dream Sect, when he went out on a hunting mission, he was surrounded by several Jiedan monks of the Autumn Alliance, and after a desperate fight, he returned seriously injured!

Song Jia, Chen Hai and others also led many elders of the older generation who received the news and returned from their travels, and launched several battles with the Cutting Autumn Alliance against the Yuan Infant Cultivators, and there were many injured on both sides, but there were very few falls, after all, they could cultivate to the Yuan Infant Stage, and there was basically no dry food.

Over the years, the number of monks killed in battle every year was far greater than the number of disciples recruited every year, so that each sect did its best to spend a lot of manpower to find children with spiritual roots in the world to bring back and make up for this huge human loss.

But this is just a drop in the bucket, besides, some small sects do not control the secular world very large, only a small country with less than a million people, this child with spiritual roots is one in a thousand, how many can be found?

Therefore, in the past ten years, several sects at the end of the hundred sects in the west have announced that they have avoided the war, and in the past ten years, the already small sect has almost broken the inheritance, and has to stop fighting to recuperate, so as not to break the inheritance.

However, over the years, neither side of the Autumn Alliance nor the Autumn Dream Alliance has taken any advantage, but has become more and more fierce, and more and more monks have returned to the sect from all directions, and then rushed to the battlefield.

When some of the lowest-rate sects announced their withdrawal from the war, their first-class sects and supreme sects were already red-eyed, and they had a big family, but the current losses were just a little bit of a skin for them.

......

When Chen Fan walked out of the Spirit Pavilion, the slanting sun on the horizon had already dyed the sky red, and a group of fourteen people stepped on the last light of the setting sun and arrived at the top of Mengyue Mountain.

After arranging for thirteen monks to stay, Chen Fan walked towards the Demon Pavilion.

Chen Fan immediately took out the Demon Son Jade Pendant with ease, and then stepped into the door of the Demon Pavilion that was pushed open by the disciples of the Pavilion, and walked in.

"Master, I'm back. Chen Fan opened his mouth with some pleasure.

"Well, it's counted, it's counted......" Idiot Daozi's slightly kind voice sounded, and a familiar blood-colored figure emerged.

"It's long and strong, and it's going to be the end of the foundation so soon? We have to lay a good foundation, so that we can go further. Idiot Daozi carefully looked at Chen Fan, who had not been seen for more than ten years, and seemed to be able to see through every strand of his hair, every skin generally made Chen Fan feel that all secrets were nowhere to hide in front of Idiot Daozi.

"There are too many people to kill, and the anger is too heavy. Idiot Daozi spoke slowly.

"Angry...... What is it?" Chen Fan asked suspiciously.

"Violent qi can easily affect the mind, especially demon cultivators, and they should pay more attention to their own anger. If you're too angry, it's easy to get mad and even make decisions that you find incredible. ”

The idiot stood with his hands in his hands and continued to explain for Chen Fan:

"When I was young, my anger was much heavier than you are now, and my anger turned into a substance, becoming a part of my demonic qi, which made my strength greatly increased, but also made my mind more and more difficult to control itself, like a ...... A low-level demon beast with no brains, it only knows how to kill!"

"When I realized this, it had been hundreds of years since I had turned into anger, and it was not too late to dissipate my anger after living in seclusion in the red dust for more than 800 years. ”

"Is anger really so terrible?" because Chen Fan felt that he had more or less anger on his body, so he asked.

"Losing your mind is much more terrifying than going mad in cultivation, after you lose your mind by anger, only you can save yourself!" Idiot Daozi smiled and spoke, and then pointed a little void, and a round pool the size of three zhang suddenly appeared at Chen Fan's feet.

There was some blood-red water in this round pool, like blood, but there was no smell of blood, only a faint smell of herbs.

"Poof!"

Chen Fan fell into the pool water, and when he came into contact with the warm pool water, he suddenly felt that his body was cut by a thousand knives, and the pain was incomparable.

"Hiss......"

Chen Fan took a sharp breath of cold air, gritted his teeth and wanted to get up and climb out of the pool, but was stopped by the idiot.

"Apprentice, this is a treasure prepared for you by the teacher, the blood of a hundred beasts! Use the blood of a hundred beasts and a variety of elixir juice to wash the marrow of the I Ching for you, soak it well, and your physique will be stronger!"

The idiot looked like I was good for you, so Chen Fan had no choice but to soak in the pool again, feeling the painful feeling that he was about to faint.