Chapter 8: The Spirits Without Feelings

After some exchanges, Wang Bucai left Wu Fan and the others behind, and flew away with the other two Taoist priests in the direction that Tian Shi said.

Wu Fan was still unconscious, and when the two Tian masters saw it, they kindly lifted him up and took him away together.

The short steward stared at Wu Fan hatefully, because there were too many people here, and this incident occurred, everyone was panicked, so he didn't dare to do anything excessive.

Wu Fan was asleep, and once again entered an unknown world, unlike before, at this moment he came to the center of a large hall corridor.

There are hundreds of huge pillars of white marble standing around, and the ground is paved with bricks and stones of unknown material, each of which is dark in color, and a little starlight appears on it, some large and some small, and it will move quite regularly, like the starry sky.

Wu Fan raised his head, but the ceiling was covered by clouds, like the sky reflected by the sunset, giving people a sense of tranquility and comfort, and at the same time, a ray of sun-like light fell down, shining on the long corridor floor tiles.

He walked step by step to the depths of the main hall, and with each step on the floor tiles, a silver-white ripple rippled out, and the silver-white ripple touched the white marble column, and the column immediately emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the way forward.

Wu Fan looked at the scene in front of him, and his heart was also shocked, and he muttered: "What kind of place is this?

In his opinion, the matter of the spiritual planting garden is like the original orchard vegetable field, if it is not planted but a rather extraordinary spiritual plant, it is really difficult to connect with the fairy world.

The scene in front of me is very different, this majestic and splendid hall gives people an endless sense of solemnity, and the decoration is gorgeous but especially in line with the environment, without giving people a feeling of too luxurious.

Wu Fan walked through the long corridor and came to a high platform, the style of the high platform is like the ancient imperial palace, the difference is that the color of the whole high platform is not golden, but like a pillar cast with white marble.

Wu Fan stroked the carved pattern under the high platform with his hand, and as soon as his fingers touched the jade, a warm current entered his body, and suddenly the whole person became extremely relaxed, as if he had just experienced a long bath.

Wu Fan was shocked in his heart, this is the feeling that the previous Taoist priest would only appear when he penetrated the aura in his body, could it be that this high platform was not made of white marble?

If you look closely at the pattern, you can see that under the entire high platform, you can see an immortal standing in the clouds, a demon with three heads and six arms, and even a giant carved hundreds of times larger than an immortal.

Wu Fan secretly guessed that this should be the forces of the fairy world, the demon world, the demon world and other parties, and he had seen some records in the pile of bamboo slips scattered on the ground before, although it was not detailed, it was enough for him to identify.

No, why are these forces not only not hostile, but standing together like a united front, is there a more powerful existence than these interfaces combined?

Wu Fan looked at the other side of the mural, only to see a large area of mist painted on the side, occasionally a few hands stretched out of the mist, and hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at the fairy world through the mist, but did not draw the slightest figure.

What kind of force is this? The Immortal Race has already appeared, is it possible that there will be another Divine Race?

It's not a third-rate web game, where are these things, Wu Fan laughed at his thoughts, and walked around the high platform a few times.

"You can't get up yet?"

Suddenly, a cold woman's voice came from above the high platform, Wu Fan's footsteps were paused, there are others here?

Because he came here without consent, Wu Fan originally felt that he was an intruder, and when he heard such an indifferent voice, he hurriedly climbed the long staircase to the high platform.

There are a total of thirty-three steps, and Wu Fan secretly wrote down the number of steps, which is his habit as a science student, including the previous columns, ninety-nine on the left and right, and the murals under the high platform, a total of eighteen.

Wu Fan ascended the last two steps of the high platform, and suddenly remained motionless, as if he was frozen, his eyes looked coldly ahead, and he saw a woman standing in the center of the high platform.

It is said that it is a woman, it is better to say that it is a fairy, dressed in white Hanfu, her eyes are as bright as jewels, and she knows at a glance that this must be the beauty of the heroine, and her indifferent expression makes it even more obvious that she can be seen from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

Wu Fan's Adam's apple rolled up and down one or two, lifted his feet with difficulty, and finally walked the last two steps, climbed the high platform, took two steps forward and hugged his fists and said: "Under Wu Fan, I disturbed the girl, please forgive me." ”

The woman looked at Wu Fan, without any expression, and said coldly: "Wu Fan, you are the host of the 9,527 Immortal Cultivation Elite School List, do you understand your mission?"

When Wu Fan heard this, he had already seen the list of famous schools for cultivating immortals, but what was the ranking of these nine thousand five hundred and twenty-seven, and what did the host mean, and the mission was impossible to talk about.

Wu Fan looked at the woman carefully and frowned slightly, "I don't know who the girl is, and what is the mission you are talking about?"

The woman's eyes stared straight at Wu Fan, without the slightest hint of shyness, which also made Wu Fan's originally nervous heart settle down a lot, "I am an emotionless spirit of the list." ”

"Yes. Wu Fan subconsciously responded, and suddenly felt an indescribable strangeness, how could this be the same as I was an emotionless killer in my previous life?

Wu Fan laughed dryly, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head.

The woman continued: "As for your appearance, it is to fulfill the will of the Immortal Emperor and help the Immortal Realm solve the biggest crisis in tens of billions of years. ”

Wu Fan looked at the woman and seemed to say everything with such an expression, just like a robot, plus she called herself Bang Ling, Wu Fan said in his heart, this should not be a mortal, I'm afraid it is not even an immortal.

Wu Fan sat down directly, crossed his legs, supported his chin with one hand, and stared at the fairy in front of him with a helpless expression.

The other party really didn't have any expression, just lowered his head slightly, and continued to look directly at Wu Fan, "Since the Immortal Emperor Immortal left, there have been nine thousand five hundred and twenty-six people who have had the list of famous schools for cultivating immortals, but no one has fulfilled the wish of the Immortal Emperor, I hope you are not the next one." ”

Wu Fan immediately said loudly: "Wait, you said that the Immortal Emperor is gone?

Bang Ling looked at Wu Fan, "In this life, the Immortal Emperor is the successor, although he has a sincere heart, he is not the best rescuer in the Immortal World, which is also the reason why the Immortal Emperor did not hand over the list of famous schools for cultivating immortals to him. ”

"One day, when you reach a certain level, he will help you without worrying. ”