"I don't know what area, I only know that his name is Zhou Zimu. Chen Fan was stunned for a moment.

Zhou Zimu didn't say anything about what area he needed to say when he visited.

"Then we'll go and help you look through it, and we'll let you know when we find it. The nun left with an unkind face, and whispered a few words to the nuns who were chatting, and the nuns all looked at Chen Fan, and then walked towards the small door inside.

Chen Fan smiled self-deprecatingly, presumably Fang Cai must have left some bad influence on those female cultivators, and this time it would definitely be inevitable.

Chen Fan could also see it, took a sip of the tea in the cup again, and took out the sword array of the Purple Pole Golden Sword again to watch it when he had nothing to do, as if he didn't care about the time.

Even if it hadn't been too long, the female cultivator walked out of the room, walked in front of Chen Fan, and asked sideways.

Chen Fan closed the book and listened.

"Childe, the Zhou Zimu you want to visit is a demon cultivator?"

Chen Fan's eyes lit up and he nodded again and again.

"Yes, it's a demon cultivator!" Chen Fan said with some excitement.

"Well, Childe, wait a minute, I'll go to the transmission. The nun smiled and nodded, and left again.

Chen Fan was happy for a while before he picked up the jade tube again and looked at it.

A few hours later, Chen Fan looked at the sky outside the window with some impatience, it was already a little dark, but Zhou Zimu had not arrived for a long time, and the female cultivator had not seen it.

Just when Chen Fan was upset, the female cultivator finally walked out of the small door inside and looked at Chen Fan apologetically.

"Childe, I'm very sorry, the Zhou Zimu Gongzi you want to visit is in retreat, and the exit time is unknown, so there will be no exact time to arrive, please wait in the pavilion for a few days. If there is no response in the seventh day, please leave your contact address, and we will hand it over to Mr. Zhou Zimu. ”

Chen Fan glanced at it silently and nodded lightly.

Then the female cultivator brought Chen Fan a pot of hot tea and left directly.

Chen Fan shook his head self-deprecatingly, and sure enough, he was still going to make things difficult for himself, so Chen Fan silently looked at the sword formation on the chair for several days.

Five days later, Zhou Zimu came late, and with an apologetic face, he took Chen Fan back to the cave where he was retreating and cultivating.

"Eh, Chen Fan, aren't you a disciple of the Qiumeng Sect? In the past few years, the hundred sects in the west have become a pot of porridge, and they have been fighting back and forth, just like the thirty-two countries in the north, and no sect can avoid war. Zhou Zimu took out a lot of precious fruits out of nowhere and handed them to Chen Fan to taste, and said with a smile.

"Brother Zhou, how do you know, I heard the elders say that the hundred sects in the west have long become a pot of porridge, and it has become the norm to fight back and forth. A hint of surprise flashed in Chen Fan's eyes, and he slowly spoke.

"Hehe, your brother Zhou, my news seems to be quite well-informed. Zhou Zimu smiled and put on a look of how powerful you see me, which made Chen Fan roll his eyes.

"By the way, you are a disciple of the Autumn Dream Sect, why did you come to the Land of Riots at this time?"

"It's hard to say, in short, I'm here to experience, by the way, I want to break through, my realm has been stuck here for a long time, I hope to break through to build a foundation. Chen Fan smiled bitterly and spoke.

Zhou Zimu was slightly stunned, his divine sense swept away, and he saw that Chen Fan was really just a tenth-level Qi cultivator, and the demonic qi in his body was very pure, but he really looked like he couldn't break through for a long time.

"Then what are you going to do, what can I help you?" Zhou Zimu smiled gently and said.

"Let's take one step at a time, listen to what my master says...... I will have two opportunities here, and I don't know if I can seize these two opportunities and step into the road of building the foundation from now on. After Chen Fan pondered for a while, he still chose to hide the fact that he had stepped into the foundation building.

"It's okay, by the way, the Chen family is recruiting guests recently, do you want to give it a try and be a guest secretary of the Chen family like me?"

"Okay, there's nowhere to go anyway, so let's stay and have a look. Chen Fan nodded and followed Zhou Zimu outside.

Half a day later, Chen Fan had already changed into a white robe that was the same as Zhou Zimu, and there was an extra piece of white jade on his waist, on which were written the four big characters of the Cangwu Chen family.

The guest secretary of the Cangwu Chen family, only after the foundation building period and the guest secretary who has been in the Chen family for more than three years, is eligible to choose a place to open a cave on Cangwu Mountain.

And Chen Fan is obviously not qualified, it just so happens that the two of them feel that the conversation is not enjoyable, so Zhou Zimu directly asked Chen Fan to live with him temporarily, and then go to open up the cave by himself when the foundation is built.

On the night when the two went back, they drank a jar of wine alone, Chen Fan really didn't drink a few sips, so he was dizzy and fell drunk directly on the table.

"This guy still drinks so little. Zhou Zimu looked at Chen Fan and shook his head, his eyes were full of love.

On the wall of the cave on the side, there was a dark shadow unconsciously.

"Young master, Chen Fan's identity has been figured out, the demon son of the Autumn Dream Sect, the disciple of the Demon Pavilion Idiot!" the black shadow said hoarsely.

"Devil?" Zhou Zimu looked at Chen Fan's eyes becoming a little complicated, and he groaned.

"In addition to demons, there are also demon ...... on you" Zhou Zimu looked at Chen Fan, his eyes gradually became indifferent, and muttered.

"Night, you go down without my order, don't come out, as for Chen Fan...... Don't say!" Zhou Zimu spoke to the black shadow in a deep voice, and his tone was unquestionable.

"But the young master ......" The black shadow couldn't believe it, and wanted to dissuade Zhou Zimu, but was interrupted.

"Go down, this is my order!" Zhou Zimu turned his head and glared at the dark shadow on the wall.

The black shadow paused before gradually becoming smaller, and finally disappeared into a black dot.

Chen Fan...... You have an aura that makes me feel very familiar, but why are you in the Western Hundred Sects? This is unreasonable, not the same explanation!" Zhou Zimu muttered, obviously feeling that Chen Fan had a great relationship with him, but his life experience broke all this.

"Daddy...... Mother!" Chen Fan slept very soundly, and seemed to dream of his parents again, slightly stretching out his hand and grabbing it into the air.

"I still love to talk in my dreams. Zhou Zimu smiled gently, with a hint of pampering in his eyes, took out a quilt from the room and gently covered Chen Fan.

After all this yesterday, Zhou Zimu sat opposite Chen Fan and looked at the sleeping Chen Fan with a smile.

On the morning of the second day and a half, Chen Fan finally woke up from his sleep and stretched his waist beautifully.

"Sure enough, it's still this wine. Chen Fan yawned and rubbed his eyes carelessly.

Zhou Zimu looked at Chen Fan with strange eyes, directly pinched the void, controlled Chen Fan, and then dragged him outside the cave.

"What are you doing?" Chen Fan was a little confused.

"Take you in a bath. Zhou Zimu put his hand under his nose and opened his mouth with a look of disgust.

"Take a bath?" Chen Fan was stunned, raised his arm slightly, sniffed under his armpit, and suddenly his face changed drastically, and he was almost smoked to death.

"Vomit ......" Chen Fan kept retching.

"Take me there. Chen Fan pinched his nose, he couldn't smell it anymore, he was sticky and uncomfortable to death.

"You guy, even if you drink a small amount of alcohol, why do you still stink so much after drinking. Zhou Zimu couldn't help but smile and spoke.

"I don't know how it is, I haven't done it with other wines, why do you drink your wine, is there something wrong with your wine?" Chen Fan looked at Zhou Zimu with wide eyes, as if only this explanation made it clear.

"What's wrong with my wine, if there is a problem you'll be dead. And I drank it too, why do you stink all over your body, maybe there is something wrong with you. Zhou Zimu smiled and spoke, he often drank this wine, his body had long been accustomed to the fierceness of this wine, and his body had already exhausted the filth, which was like Chen Fan.

Chen Fan glanced at Zhou Zimu, and there was a deep meaning in his eyes.

Zhou Zimu was looked at a little unnaturally by Chen Fan, and after coughing twice in embarrassment, he flew directly out of Cangwu Mountain and headed towards the nearby stream.

Zhou Zimu flew to the creek and threw it down fiercely, throwing Chen Fan into the stream.

Poof! There was a sound of falling water, and a large splash of water was made.

After a long time, Chen Fan raised his head from the water and looked at Zhou Zimu.

"Look at what I'm doing, wash well. ”

"Your wine is definitely not ordinary, I actually feel that my cultivation has improved a little more than yesterday. Chen Fan looked at Zhou Zimu in astonishment.

"This is all my treasured good wine, naturally extraordinary! Not only does it have the effect of stabilizing and refining one's cultivation, but it can also improve one's physique!" Zhou Zimu smiled and nodded.

"That's true!" Chen Fan's eyes lit up when he saw that he admitted it, as if confirming some of his guesses.

"Come up when you're clean, and I'll take you to some fun places. Zhou Zimu spoke slowly.

"Fun? I'm coming!" Chen Fan cut his hair, jumped out, and jumped out of the stream.

As soon as Chen Fan thought and moved, the demonic qi in his body suddenly raged out, turned into a high temperature, and directly dried his wet clothes and hair.

Chen Fan pinched the trick, and the purple golden sword on his back flew out, and the imperial sword followed Zhou Zimu back to Cangwu Mountain.

On a mountainside in Cangwu Mountain, there is a huge courtyard building, which is extremely wide.

Zhou Zimu walked in with Chen Fan in a familiar way, and it was actually a martial arts arena isolated by the formation, which seemed to be a place for people to fight.

"This is a fighting arena where you can fight with monks of your own level for free and practice your fighting skills. Of course, you can also choose to skip the ranks to face the enemy, but you will not be responsible for life and death. Zhou Zimu pointed to a formation, and in that formation stood a tenth-level demon cultivator, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"Interesting, what will happen if I win?" Chen Fan asked with interest.

"Won...... Then I'll give you another pot of wine tonight, and if you lose, you can just give me a few calls at the foot of Cangwu Mountain. Zhou Zimu made a harmless appearance.

"Hmph, I'm afraid it's a fraud, right?" Chen Fan glanced at Zhou Zimu shyly, and then spoke: "I agreed, prepare the wine." ”

"Win and then sleep. Zhou Zimu said lightly.

"Cut, are there any other rules for the competition here?" Chen Fanchao walked over and asked seemingly casually.

"Just don't hurt too much. ”

"Good!" Chen Fan's figure flashed, and he immediately stood in the formation, looking at the tenth-level demon cultivator with a smile.