Thinking of this, Wu Fan didn't plan to dwell on it, the most important thing at the moment was naturally to leave the clan first, and rely on the Eye of the Spirit Spring and the demon pill on his body that he had discovered before, and improve his cultivation as much as possible, so as to prepare for the trip to the secret realm in a year. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With a plan in his heart, Wu Fan immediately did not hesitate, found Senior Brother Wu, and told the other party that he needed to leave the clan for a period of time and go to the wild land to find some spiritual materials.

Senior Brother Wu naturally dissuaded him, but seeing that Wu Fan had made up his mind, he stopped talking, but just told Wu Fan to be careful, and return to the clan on time after a year, so as to participate in the secret realm of the clan.

Wu Fan said goodbye, and then took the little beast and left the ancient barbarian clan directly, flying towards the periphery of the wild land.

It's just that the magic weapon issued to the new disciple in the clan is too slow, and Wu Fan couldn't bear it after flying for a day, so he took out the flying sword magic weapon that Zijin Zhou Zhuozhong had obtained before, and directly recited the magic weapon, and stood up.

He originally had the idea of giving it a try, but he had expected that the speed of this flying sword magic weapon was much faster than that leaf-shaped magic weapon, but in the blink of an eye, it flew out a few feet, which made Wu Fan really surprised.

Time is like a cloud above the nine heavens, but between the mortal people who bow their heads and look up, it is like a natural cycle in the heavenly principles, disappearing completely, and a year may mean for the mortal people a baby to start babbling, or a dying old man is about to die, but for a cultivator who pursues the Great Dao, it may only be a very short retreat.

In a cave in the wilderness, a strange-looking little beast was lying in a pool in the cave squinting its eyes, with a comfortable expression, and on a flat stone next to the pool, a young man dressed in white, with golden light flowing on his body, holding a demon pill full of spiritual power in his hands.

After a closer look, I found that under the stone where the young man in white was meditating, a thick layer of powder had fallen on the ground, almost going hand in hand with the stone.

And as the two demon pills turned into powder, the young man finally opened his eyes, but then he saw that the young man's brows were slightly furrowed, and a slight sigh came out of his mouth.

"I have refined so many demon pills, and with the help of this spiritual spring eye, I can only reach the thirteenth layer, but now the secret book of the barbarian should be opened soon, and it can only be like this first. ”

After the young man finished muttering, he glanced at the little beast in the pool, and a smile leaked from his face.

Then a suction force poured out of the hands of the black-clothed young man, directly fished the little beast out of the water, and a burst shot went out of the cave, and then sealed the door of the cave, took out a flying sword magic weapon, identified a direction, and quickly left the place.

This young man is naturally Wu Fan, who has been practicing here for almost a year, and he has relied on the demon pills he collected and the spiritual spring eye here to finally cultivate his basic exercises to the thirteenth layer, but there is still a lot of distance from the thirteenth layer of the Great Perfection.

Now that the barbarian cheats are about to be opened, Wu Fan can naturally only take the little beast and leave this place.

Luoyun Peak is located in a mountain range with the strongest aura of the ancient barbarians, Tianshou Mountain, this peak is also the largest mountain in the entire ancient barbarians, and it is surrounded by all kinds of prohibitions, and no one dares to approach this place at all.

The reason for this is because this place is the cultivation place of the highest cultivator among the several Supreme Elders of the Ancient Barbarian Clan.

On this day, in a mountain range not far from this peak, more than 1,000 monks dressed in various animal skins gathered here, black and oppressive, some closed their eyes and meditated, and some whispered, which seemed to be quite lively here.

In the outermost corner of the crowd, a man in a white robe with a strange-looking beast on his shoulder was meditating with his eyes closed, out of place with the bustling crowd around him.

Moreover, whether it was the appearance of this young man, or the small beast in his clothes and shoulders, he was completely different from most of the monks gathered here, which caused the monks passing by to frequently look sideways, and some of them even discussed a few words in a low voice, but this young man did not mean to deal with it at all.

The young man was naturally Wu Fan who came to participate in the trip to the secret realm, and as soon as he returned to the clan, he found Senior Brother Wu, and then gathered here at the time when the secret book was opened, waiting for the secret realm to open.

Although the monks here seem to be standing in a dense group, if you look closely, you can see that these monks are faintly divided into more than a dozen different groups, and only the monks who gather together talk to each other, and have no intention of communicating with other groups.

In addition, although the general shape and color of the monks' clothing are the same, the different symbols on the shoulders can also tell at a glance that a certain monk belongs to the twelve pavilions.

At this time, where Wu Fan was, there were almost the least number of monks gathered, except for Wu Fan and Senior Brother Wu, who he knew well, and Senior Brother Situ, there was no one else.

As for the junior sister named Huiruo and Senior Sister Xiaohong, they were also in the crowd, but there were quite a few people around the two, so Wu Fan didn't go over to say hello.

Of course, Wu Fan doesn't care, naturally it doesn't mean that others don't care, at this time, these two female cultivators are surrounded by at least four or five Terran monks, and they are talking loudly, in order to attract their attention, and these two female cultivators seem to like this atmosphere very much, from time to time with a few words, when it comes to the ridiculous place, they cover their mouths and laugh lightly, and for a while, they also look charming, and the male monks of the human race who are swaying look fascinated.

And the female cultivators on the side of the ancient barbarians, although they look basically the same as the monks of the human race, but each has slender eyes, which looks really weird, and the ancient barbarian monks already look down on the human monks, and naturally there are no human monks to talk to those ancient barbarian female cultivators.

"It turns out that the senior brother has also come to participate in this trip to the secret realm, and after entering the secret realm, I hope that the senior brother can take care of it more. ”

Just as Wu Fan closed his eyes and breathed, a crispy female cultivator's voice came into his ears, and with the sound, a faint fragrance came to his nose.

When Wu Fan opened his eyes, he saw a female cultivator of the human race standing in front of him, curly Tingting, seventeen or eighteen years old, with light makeup on her face, and a well-behaved appearance, with a pair of black eyes open at this time, it was that Senior Sister Huiruo.

"You and I belong to the same race, so it is natural for us to take care of each other. ”

Seeing this, Wu Fan also smiled and replied casually, between him and this senior sister Huiruo, they have only met a few times, although they are not very familiar, but since the other party has spoken, it is naturally difficult to refute the other party's face.

"In this way, I thanked my senior brother in advance. ”

When Hui Ruo heard this, he was also extremely happy, and then said a few words to Wu Fan, and then said goodbye and left.

In the following time, it was because Wu Fan did not restrain his breath, and several female cultivators came over during the period, and the purpose was similar to that of this Huiruo junior sister, but Wu Fan coldly refused.

It stands to reason that there are few Terran monks here, and it is reasonable to take care of each other, but Wu Fan has been around for a long time, and he really doesn't have a good impression of this kind of scheming woman, so he directly refused.

It is estimated that these female cultivators put Wu Fan and those male monks around them into one category, and there are very few Terran monks in the clan, not to mention female monks like them who are not very bad-looking, usually those male cultivators of the human race see them and are almost obedient, so even if they have any excessive requirements, those male monks who love them will try their best to meet them.

Since she wants to enter this barbarian secret realm this time, the danger is naturally known to everyone, so this female cultivator paid attention to the surrounding Terran senior brothers with relatively high cultivation, on the surface, she wanted to know, but in fact, she just wanted to find a few flower messengers who coveted their beauty, the more these monks admired them, the more they would naturally protect them desperately after entering the secret realm, and it was even possible that their tasks could be completed on this side.

Wu Fan naturally doesn't eat this set, although these female cultivators are also considered to be charming and charming, but Wu Fan has already deeply engraved Liu'er's alluring posture in his heart, and these rouge vulgar fans are naturally not as good as one ten-thousandth of Liu'er.

Thinking of Liu'er, Wu Fan's mind came to mind the soft and weak woman again, so many years have passed, and I don't know what happened to Liu'er back then, and where she is today.

In between Wu Fan's meditations, more and more monks gathered here, and the monks who came from more places, some greeted each other with acquaintances, and some were like Wu Fan, just closing their eyes and pranayama.

To Wu Fan's surprise, there was actually a twelve-layer Great Perfection senior brother from the human race's side, who looked to be in his thirties, and as soon as he arrived here, he chatted with Senior Brother Wu and them quite enthusiastically, Wu Fan also stopped meditating at this time, and began to look around at the monks who participated in the trip to the secret realm.

Wu Fan was looking carefully, and suddenly felt that someone from the ancient barbarian tribe not far away seemed to be watching him, and he was curious, so Wu Fan turned his head and looked around, but when he saw an ancient barbarian monk wearing yellow animal skin clothes, he couldn't help but flash a cold light in his eyes that was not easy to detect.

It's no wonder that Wu Fan is like this, the ancient barbarian monk who has been staring at him is actually the emaciated man who was in Ling Wu Pavilion last time, this person actually came to participate in this secret realm trip, and at this time, looking at Wu Fan, he was whispering something to a few ancient barbarian monks beside him.

Although Wu Fan couldn't hear what the other party said, he could see from the other party's unkind eyes that it was definitely not a good thing, but Wu Fan naturally wouldn't be afraid of anything, he asked himself that according to his current supernatural powers, if the other party really came to find his bad luck, he would definitely not be soft.