Time always passes inadvertently, and in addition to the snoring of some men, the night is the neighing of some birds and beasts.

However, those beasts in the mountains and forests on the side of the road did not dare to attack, not to mention the instinctive fear of flames, and more importantly, the moment Wang Fan's evil qi melted, the point that leaked out made the surrounding beasts dare not attack.

At this moment, a hint of crimson appeared on the edge of the sky, but a round of early sun slowly rose, with warmth and light to drive away the darkness and coldness of the world.

At the moment when the big day appeared, Wang Fan instinctively turned around, faced Dongfang and took a deep breath, and suddenly a wisp of purple qi ran down his nostrils and was inhaled into his body.

Then Wang Fan exhaled a breath of turbidity, and a feeling of feathering and ascending to immortal rose from the depths of his soul, as if as long as he was willing, he could ascend to immortal at any time.

This kind of cultivation in a state of complete relaxation was something Wang Fan had never had before, and he suddenly understood why some monks kept saying that the cultivation path should be in line with the Heavenly Dao and follow their own hearts.

Although she only made the second half, his gains were huge.

Obviously, this feeling was extremely useful for his cultivation, and the idea of transforming into an ordinary person became more and more firm in his heart.

It didn't take long for everyone in the convoy to wake up one after another and start washing up.

Especially those men who courted last night had an embarrassed look on their faces at this time, hurriedly turned over their horses, and left after saying that they were going to change shifts or something like that, which brought a touch of joy to everyone.

After these guards washed, they first fought a set of punches and kicks, and then went to eat, and they studied and practiced hard for martial arts all the way.

The only thing that surprised Wang Fan was that Liu Lin, standing alone in an open space, making a series of strange movements, which was not a kung fu like fists and kicks at all.

In this regard, Wang Fan was quite surprised in his heart, although these actions performed by Liu Lin were not lethal, but if they had been practiced without falling, they had the effect of maintaining health.

It didn't take long for Liu Lin to stop moving, and after exhaling deeply, he groaned a little and was about to walk towards Wang Fan.

Seeing this, Wang Fan's face sank, and he turned around and was about to leave.

"Little Brother Wang, don't go!" Liu Lin was the first to speak.

Hearing this, Wang Fan had no choice but to stop, after all, there were so many people around, if he didn't hear it, there was really something like that......

Walking in front of Wang Fan, Liu Lin looked embarrassed and said embarrassedly: "Little brother Wang, how did you rest last night?"

Wang Fan didn't answer, but nodded.

Hearing this, Liu Lin also knew that he was a little annoying, but this medical skill was really his lifelong pursuit.

It's just a little face, and there won't be a piece of meat missing.

After a little hesitation, he asked, "Little brother, do you still have that elixir, the one before me... I ......"

Looking at that expression, Wang Fan knew what was going on, and said with a bitter expression: "I don't have this elixir, but there is no way!"

Hearing this, Liu Lin showed a trace of regret on his face, and then said: "Then little brother, can you talk to me about medical pharmacology? After all, it is ...... for a person to work behind closed doors."

But Wang Fan wouldn't give himself a chance to show his stuff at all, no matter how he inquired, or even a side test, he didn't get the information he wanted.

Liu Lin sighed secretly, then gave up his previous plan and turned to leave.

Although Liu Lin, the old man, has some faults that are not faults, and he tries to test and tap from him, he doesn't want to think about his real age, he is afraid that he is enough to be his grandfather, how can these tricks be useful.

Seeing Liu Lin's appearance of giving up, Wang Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, if he continued like this, he really didn't know what to do.

They don't have any deep hatred, so they can't ask him to kill people!

I'm afraid that the evil qi that is slowly dissipating will rise again, although she doesn't care, but it is a trouble after all.

Along the way, Wang Fan quickly integrated into the team, and a few days passed in a flash.

During this period, the most headache for Wang Fan was the maid next to Yang Yuelian, who brought him some food and even clothes from time to time, so as to talk to Wang Fan.

But every time he spoke, a trace of blush appeared on the petite face, and he involuntarily stammered when he spoke.

This phenomenon, if it was before, Wang Fan still didn't understand it, but after he was with Wang Qing, he understood many things.

It gave Wang Fan a headache, thinking that he could be her great-great-great-...... Grandfather, there is always a strange feeling in my heart.

What's more, I'm sorry for Wang Qing in that way.

So Wang Fan had to hide as before, but there was really no way, he had to pretend to be stupid and confused.

He is not one of those merciful talents, he is alone against many beauties, and most of the results are empty.

He still knows that he has a few catties and a few taels, so forget about the idea of Zhongmei surrounding!

Half a month later, on this day, the capital was already in front of everyone's eyes.

The official road in front of him was extremely wide, and there were endless pedestrians on the road, walking towards the city.

Walking into the city, looking at the capital of the Cangyue Kingdom, although it is the capital of mortals, it is much more prosperous than the Great Zhou Kingdom, even so, for Wang Fan, it is not attractive.

Of course, the most important thing is that there are the same things that every capital of Xiuzhen Kingdom has.

It was an extremely tall pavilion, almost touching the horizon, located in the imperial palace of the mortal capital.

At the top of the pavilion, there was a golden flag, and in the sky above it, there was an extremely large vortex of spiritual power.

In that spiritual power vortex, there was still a trace of golden dragon energy, which was slowly sucked into it, and the golden flag became more and more powerful.

He naturally knew now that this golden flag was a treasure that belonged to the overlord on the Xuanniao Star and the sixth-level Xiuzhen Sect Vermilion Bird Sect.

Although this small golden flag didn't look good, it brought Wang Fan a hint of threat.

Of course, more importantly, the sixth-level Cultivation Sect represented behind it, provoke them, and you will definitely die when the time comes.

Wang Fan naturally wouldn't die, under his divine sense, the pavilion was surrounded by formation prohibitions, hindering the prying eyes of others.

However, for Wang Fan, this is really useless, and on the top floor lives a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, which is the highest cultivation among them.

Further down are several monks of the Yudan period, the lower the cultivation, the lower the residence, and they are all wearing the uniforms of the Vermilion Bird Sect.

Despite this, there were no more than thirty people in this pavilion, and although the number was small, its strength was no less than that of a third-level cultivation sect.

But he didn't know what kind of scene the sixth-level cultivation country was, if he had the opportunity, he would definitely go and see it.

Wang Fan stood still, looked at the pavilion and secretly made up his mind in his heart.

At this time, Yang Lun stepped forward, looked at Wang Fan's eyes and kept staring at the Tongtian Pavilion not far away, and said slowly: "Little Brother Wang, this is the Cangyue Pavilion, it is said that the monarch ordered the construction a hundred years ago, recruited craftsmen from all over the country, and it took decades to build this pavilion, and finally became the landmark landscape of our country. ”

"This place is located in the forbidden place of the imperial palace, and ordinary people can't enter it at all. My grandfather said that there were immortals living in it, and he accidentally saw the true face of the immortals. ”

"But I've lived all my life, although I've heard a lot of news about immortals, and when I was young, I also searched for immortals, but after all, I found nothing, but I finally became a congenital master, and this life can be regarded as having a beginning and an end. As he spoke, the look on his face was not as free and easy as his words suggested.

If he knew that this little brother Wang who had been walking with him was actually an immortal, he didn't know how he would feel.

Hearing this, Wang Fan smiled, withdrew his gaze, and did not speak.

At this time, everyone happened to come to a fork in the road, Wang Fan found Yang Lun, hugged his fists and said goodbye: "Steward Yang, there are still important things to do, let's separate, this horse should be returned to its original owner!"

As he spoke, Wang Fan turned over and dismounted and handed over the horse stiff in his hand.

Hearing this, Yang Lun looked a little reluctant, although so, he would not force him to stay, everyone has their own way of living, and they all have their own way to go.

Finally, he patted his chest and told Wang Fan that if he had something to do in the future, he would definitely come to Yang's firm at that time, as long as he could help, he would definitely help.

Hearing this, everyone present stayed for a while, especially those rough men, who told Wang Fan that if he was bullied, they would definitely help.

In the end, it was the woman named Yang Yuelian who slowly walked out of the carriage and walked in front of Wang Fan with the support of her maid.

This woman has a cold face and does not use powder, but for Wang Fan to be so "young", she looks high.

In this regard, Wang Fan didn't care at all, after this woman was rescued by him, she didn't come out to thank him until now, although it made him a little unhappy, but he was angry with a mortal woman, but he damaged his identity, so why bother!

Although he looked down on Wang Fan from the bottom of his heart, after seeing his life-saving benefactor, he still squeezed out a smile and said: "Thank you for saving the little girl's life, these silver are not respectful." ”

As she spoke, the maid on the side had a little ruddy eyes, took out a red cloth bag, stretched out her hand and handed it to Wang Fan, and trotted back to Yang Yuelian's side, and then the two turned around and left.

Wang Fan did not hesitate, reached out and took the red cloth bag and put it on his body.

Seeing this, Yang Lun on the side was extremely dissatisfied, but because this was his own young lady, it was not easy to speak.

After the two turned to leave, Yang Lun spoke: "Eh, little brother Wang, this... This ......"

"I'll save it, it's okay!" Before he could finish speaking, Wang Fan spoke.

"Hey......"

In the end, Yang Lun let out a long sigh and turned to leave, but when he left, he said in a low voice: "Little Brother Wang, this is a silver ticket of 20,000 taels, so forget about this matter!"

Regarding Yang Lun's words, Wang Fan naturally understood that he did not shirk the silver, and accepted it one after another.

Besides, he didn't think about any entanglement with these people, so he naturally didn't feel depressed or anything because of this.

Wang Fan took out the red cloth bag and looked at it, it contained some gold, but it was a lot of money, and he thought that he was a rich man in the mortal world.

Thinking of this, Wang Fan smiled, found another direction, and then strode forward.