On this day, the monks who guarded the camp stood in front of the camp as usual, and a bloody color approached quickly in the sky, and after a few breaths, they came to the front of the camp and slowly fell.

"Who are the seniors?"

"Autumn Dream Devil, Chen Fan!" Chen Fan opened his mouth flatly, and with a wave of his hand, the Demon Token flew out and stood with his hand.

"See the Devil!" The two disciples guarding the camp said respectfully when they saw the Demon Order.

"Devil?" Feng Liumei murmured softly, with some doubt in his eyes.

"I just came here, I'm a little unfamiliar, can you tell me where the camp of the Autumn Dream Sect's spiritual cultivation line is?" Chen Fan put away the Demon Token and said with a slight smile.

"Walking straight is the camp of the Autumn Dream Sect, and the three veins of spirits, demons and demons are together!" said the disciples guarding the camp in unison.

"Thank you!" Chen Fan smiled slightly, strode in, walked a few steps and saw that the wind and willow eyebrows were still in place, and changed his mouth and said:

"Still not keeping up?"

"Oh, I'm coming. Feng Liumei carried two large packages on his back, trotted over with some difficulty, and slowly followed behind Chen Fan, a little restrained.

"Who do you say is the woman behind Lord Mozi?" After Chen Fan and the others walked away, the two guards whispered.

"I don't know, but it looks like a mortal. The other guard shook his head, unable to figure out.

"Meet the Devil!"

"Meet the Devil!"

The further they went, the more monks from the Autumn Dream Sect were, the more people knew Chen Fan, and many monks took the initiative to stop and salute when they saw Chen Fan.

Then he looked at the strange mortal Feng Liumei with a strange expression, wondering how a mortal like her could have anything to do with the devil.

The disciples who had seen the two of them also set off a discussion in the camp.

"Who's that woman?"

"I don't know, you're actually on the same road with Lord Moko?"

"What a strange woman, actually a mortal. ”

There was a whisper of discussion, and one disciple after another looked at this beautiful mortal woman curiously.

Feng Liumei was a little scared, after all, the people here are all monks, and they are called immortals by mortals, but these immortals don't seem to be much different in age from herself, and she is a little curious.

"Chen doesn't want to kill people, so go away by yourself!" Chen Fan saw that there were more and more disciples watching, and finally spoke coldly.

"I'll retire!" Most of the disciples left under Chen Fan's warning, after all, Chen Fan was a master who really dared to be ruthless, and all the disciples knew that he could kill Atamon, and in the end, it was not over.

They are not stupid and will not offend a person who almost has no difficulty in killing themselves because of the slightest curiosity. Soon, the road was empty, leaving only Chen Fan and Feng Liumei.

After a short time, they arrived at the camp area of the Autumn Dream Sect.

Chen Fan's divine sense swept away, and he immediately felt that there was a huge tent on his right, and there were many familiar breaths in it.

Chen Fan walked towards the twenty-zhang tent with Feng Liumei.

"You're waiting for me here. ”

Chen Fan said lightly, then entered the tent, and saw that the main Yuanying monks of the three veins of the Autumn Dream Sect were inside, as if he had long understood that Chen Fan would come in at this time, he looked at Chen Fan with a smile.

"Chen Fan, why is it a few days late, what happened on the road?" Song Jia smiled slightly, although she was talking to Chen Fan, she was looking at the gate of the tent.

"Wencheng delayed for a while, killed some people from the Black Soul Sect!" Chen Fan frowned and took out the small black flag.

Everyone was stunned, but their eyes changed when they looked at Chen Fan.

"It's ...... Ghost Corpse Life Flag!" Chen Hai looked at it carefully for a while before he spoke in some astonishment.

"There is indeed a foundation building ghost corpse, why would there be ghost corpses and Black Soul Sect disciples sneaking in?" Chen Fan nodded and asked.

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't have the slightest intention to explain to Chen Fan, Chen Fan was faintly displeased, and looked at these people indifferently.

"Wencheng, a million people! Do you just don't ask?" Chen Fan was a little angry, he didn't know if it was because he had killed too many people, some lost his mind or what's wrong, and he actually yelled at a group of Yuanying monks.

Chen Fan glanced at the silent crowd, and then he had some understanding in his heart, and nodded: "Okay, good, good! A supreme sect, the Autumn Dream Alliance, can't even shelter the mortal land in his hands!

"That's enough!" Song Jia opened his mouth majestically, looked at Chen Fan angrily and said, "Our decision-making is not your turn as a foundation building monk to evaluate! Chen Hai, take him down to calm down!"

"You ......"

Chen Fan was about to speak, but was stopped by Chen Hai and glared at fiercely.

"Okay, this is what the three pavilion masters mean! You just came, and you don't know the situation yet, so let's stay honest first. Chen Hai then smiled bitterly and said, "What's the matter with the girl at the door?"

As soon as Chen Hai said this, Chen Fan gradually calmed down, still a little angry, and said coldly: "The good things you did made her family die, and now she is going to cultivate immortals, just if you don't care, I'll throw it to you, I see if you want to kill mortals and ruin your reputation!"

Chen Fan angrily pointed at Song Jia is scolding, although he didn't respect the elders very much, but this bloody answer still made Song Jia feel a little guilty, after all, there are also their reasons.

"Okay, don't fight about this matter for the time being, doesn't that female doll just want to cultivate immortals? It's very simple, call me in and let me wait to check the spiritual root, isn't it good if it is suitable for what kind of exercise?" Seeing this, Luo Ye, the Great Elder of the Demon Cultivation Line, stood up and made a round.

"Hmph!" Chen Fan snorted coldly, walked to the door, and let Feng Liumei in.

"Nuwa, do you want to become a monk?" Luo Ye asked with a smile.

"Mmmm, my family was killed by that Black Soul Sect, I want to become a monk, I want revenge!"

"Come here, let me see if you are He Linggen. Luo Ye beckoned kindly, making Feng Liumei feel quite peaceful.

Luo Ye gently held Feng Liumei's wrist and injected a trace of divine sense to check Feng Liumei's dantian spiritual root.

"This ......" Luo Ye opened his eyes violently and exclaimed.

"What's all the fuss, why did Elder Luo find out?" Song Jia frowned, a little impatient.

"Single-attribute Ice Spirit Root!" Luo Ye looked at Song Jia in astonishment, regardless of her impatience or impatience, and slowly spoke.

"What?" Song Jia was stunned for a moment, and then said with great joy: "Are you sure it's a single-attribute ice spirit root?"

"I'm not so bad that I can see the spiritual root wrong. Luo Ye nodded.

Feng Liumei looked at Chen Fan, as if to ask why they were so excited.

Spiritual cultivation requires spiritual roots to cultivate, but they are often the five elements spiritual roots of the four attributes and five attributes, and this kind of spiritual roots are also known as pseudo spiritual roots, which represent the inferior grade of talent, and it is impossible to have any great achievements.

Spiritual roots, the less the better, the three-attribute spiritual root is a good qualification, the two-attribute spiritual root is a good talent, and the single-attribute spiritual root is extremely talented!

Single-attribute spiritual roots are hard to find, even if it is a supreme sect like Qiumeng Sect, it is only two or three years before it can receive a disciple with a single-attribute spiritual root.

The spiritual root is divided into five elements, namely metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and some rare spiritual roots such as thunder, ice, and wind, which are rare spiritual roots.

For so many years, only Ma Shibo in the Autumn Dream Sect is a single-attribute rare spiritual root! After Ma Shibo knotted the Dan, he was an invincible general existence in the Dan period, and the use of thunder control techniques was superb, and now in the later stage of the Dan, he has the strength to resist the early stage of the Yuan Infant!

And now, Qiu Mengzong finally met a disciple with a single-attribute rare spiritual root, how could everyone not be excited, looking at Feng Liumei like a baby, they all had the intention of accepting apprentices, hoping that they could teach this talented disciple, and Song Jia was no exception!

Almost all the Yuanying monks present had a fiery look in their eyes, and looked at Feng Liumei like a treasure.

"Child, I am an elder of the spiritual lineage, are you willing to worship the old man? The old man promises that in less than a hundred years, your cultivation will be the same as my current one!" An old man asked with a smile, and the salutations became much kinder.

"Child, come under my sect, I will give you the best cultivation resources! And I will also take you as an apprentice and open all my supernatural skills to you!" Not to be outdone, a spiritual old woman spoke.

Then a spiritual cultivator opened his mouth one after another, making an offer to each other, hoping that Feng Liumei would worship under his door.

Chen Fan frowned slightly, a little displeased. Feng Liumei looked at these Yuanying monks with crazy faces, moved back a little frightened, and hid behind Chen Fan quietly.

"Song Jia, I will hand her over to you, if she can't enter the Yuan Infant Stage in a Jiazi time, and her strength can't be compared with the late Yuan Infant Period, then I'll tell her all this, how will you end up when I see it!" Chen Fan's cold voice was transmitted to Song Jia, and his words were very threatening!

"You ......"

Song Jia's eyes were uncertain for a long time, and then he finally took a breath and nodded at Chen Fan, as if he had compromised.

"It's all quiet, this woman is like my Lingge, do you have any objections?" Song Jia said coldly, extinguishing everyone's thoughts of wanting to be included in the door.

"That's very good!" Chen Fan nodded, turned to look at Feng Liumei and said:

"You will follow that eldest sister to cultivate in the future, if you don't understand anything, you can ask her, and she will give you whatever you want, don't worry. ”

"That'...... What about you?" Feng Liumei didn't know why, and his heart tightened.

"I have other things, you can follow her, don't worry. Chen Fan opened his mouth softly, urging her to follow Song Jia quickly.

Feng Liumei nodded obediently, and reluctantly glanced at Chen Fan several times, she had a strange feeling in her heart, she always felt that after this separation, it would take a long time to see Chen Fan next time...... For a long time!

After Feng Liumei and Song Jia left, Chen Fan spoke again.

"Great Elder, where is my master?"

"The pavilion master, his old man is not here, he should still be in the Demon Pavilion, but he instructed me that if you come, let you hone it yourself, and you don't have to worry about your safety. Chen Hai looked at Chen Fan with a strange look in his eyes, and he really didn't understand why the idiot was like this.

You must know that in such a big war, Yuan Ying and Jiedan abound, Chen Fan is just a foundation building monk, how can he not worry about his comfort?