Chapter 442: The Attack of the Five Clans (6)

In this way, in the following time, Wu Fan has been meditating in retreat in the cave mansion, and has never left the clan for a single step, and unconsciously, half a month has passed quietly.

In the past half a month, the guard strength of the ancient barbarian clan has also become tighter, and the number of disciples who participated in the patrol in the original clan has increased by almost about one percent, and all the disciples who leave the clan must be investigated by the clan.

Wu Fan also knew in his heart that it must be related to the attack of the five clans at this time, but judging from the performance of the ancient barbarian clan, they should have already known about this matter, otherwise they would not have started preparing so early.

On this day, Wu Fan, who had been in retreat for half a month, finally left the cave, but this time, Wu Fan did not bring cold as smoke, but turned into a golden light alone, and disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

The disciple who was in charge of the investigation at the door, after sensing Wu Fan's cultivation, did not dare to ask more, and directly let Wu Fan leave the clan, three days later, outside the ancient barbarian station, a tall one-armed ancient barbarian monk stood at the door, his eyes flickered, and he seemed to be a little hesitant.

After a while, the tall ancient barbarian monk turned into a ray of light and slowly flew towards several disciples at the door.

"Whoever comes, report the name token, otherwise they will not be allowed to enter the clan. ”

Seeing this, the two disciples at the door slowly flew over, blocking the one-armed monk's way, and said with a majestic expression.

"Hmph, it's so courageous, Lin is also the master of a pavilion in the clan, how can you let a few of you juniors come and drink, it's really presumptuous. ”

As the tall monk spoke, a strong aura erupted from his body, and the two disciples only had the cultivation of the late stage of Xuanling, and when they were hit by this breath, their bodies kicked back a few steps, and their bodies were even more churning.

"The seniors are angry, this is the rule of the clan, all the disciples who enter the clan, unless they are elders, must verify their identities, and I hope that the seniors will not embarrass our juniors. ”

Seeing this, the faces of the remaining two disciples changed, and they hurriedly flew forward and explained with respectful expressions.

"Lin Mou is the kind of person who is quite unreasonable, it's just that these two juniors are too unreasonable, if they don't teach them a lesson today, will there be no elders in the clan?"

This tall monk seemed to be completely enraged by the previous actions of the two disciples, and the anger on his face did not diminish at all, and he still looked angry.

"The seniors are angry, the juniors have no eyes, they collided with the seniors, and I ask the seniors not to remember the villain, and let the two of us go. ”

When the two disciples heard this, their faces also changed greatly, and they hurriedly flew over, knelt down on one knee and begged for mercy.

"Well, that's it, forgive you for your good attitude, I won't care about it this time, but if there is a next time, hum. ”

The tall monk said, flipped his hand, and threw out a token, and the two disciples hurriedly grabbed the token and examined it carefully.

"It turned out to be the Lin Pavilion Master of the Deacon Pavilion, the juniors blamed the seniors, and asked the seniors to wait for a while, according to the rules of the clan, in addition to the tokens, the monks who enter the clan also need to scan it with a magic weapon, please cooperate with the seniors. ”

The two disciples who had complicated the identification of their identities respectfully returned the token to the tall monk, and then continued to speak.

"Why is it so troublesome, but since it is a regulation in the clan, let's hurry up, Lin has other things to deal with. ”

The Lin Pavilion Lord frowned, and said a word a little impatiently, and the two disciples also let out a sigh of relief when they heard this, and hurriedly took out a magic weapon from their arms, and with a light touch of one hand, a magic weapon was definitely submerged into the magic weapon.

The magic weapon flashed slightly, and then a yellow pillar of light flew out of the magic weapon, enveloping the Lin Pavilion Master entirely, after a full stick of incense, the magic weapon still did not change in the slightest, the two disciples glanced at each other, and then took the magic weapon, and watched the Lin Pavilion Master enter the clan.

"How many times have I told the two of you, when you meet a Taoist friend you don't know, use a magic weapon to probe the other party's cultivation first, fortunately, this Lin Pavilion Master just has a weird temper, and he didn't blame the two of you, otherwise it would have fallen today, and I can't blame others. ”

Seeing the Lin Pavilion Master leaving, one of the several Gu Barbarian disciples who seemed to be the leader of the monk had a sinking face and scolded a few words.

"We are all disciples of Zhutian Pavilion, and this senior is just talking, even if he gets angry again, he won't kill us. ”

"Hmph, what do you know, these uncles in the Jindan period, each has a different temper, that is, they really killed us by mistake, is it possible that the clan will blame them for this? ”

The leading monk sneered, as if he had seen the immortal cultivation world more thoroughly than others, and said a few words coldly, then closed his eyes and meditated.

Entering the deacon's pavilion, a familiar scene gradually appeared in his eyes, and the memory seemed to go back to more than a hundred years ago, when he first came to the ancient barbarians, everything had to be careful, everything had to tremble, and no one dared to offend.

This Pavilion Master of the Forest Pavilion is naturally Wu Fan who can only use secret techniques to change, and he left the clan before because according to the memory of the Pavilion Master, tomorrow is the day to open the secret realm of ten thousand beasts.

In this way, Wu Fan naturally had to prepare in advance, of course, before leaving, Wu Fan arranged a complicated prohibition in his cave mansion, and left the little beast to Leng Ruyan, in case someone went to find Leng Ruyan's trouble when he was not there.

Speaking of which, Wu Fan can finally confirm now that this beast is definitely a male beast, because since Leng Ruyan held this beast, this little beast never returned to Wu Fan's purple gold bracelet, and every time he slept on Leng Ruyan's chest, Wu Fan wanted to make love several times, but because of the little beast's forcible interference, he could only give up in the end.

Thinking of this, Wu Fan also shook his head helplessly, and then followed the route in his memory, returned to his residence in the Deacon's Pavilion, and quietly waited for the secret realm of ten thousand beasts to open tomorrow.

The sky was getting brighter, Wu Fan flew quickly to the back mountain according to the location in his memory, and after two hours, Wu Fan finally arrived at the meeting place, and at this time Wu Fan realized that he was not the first disciple to arrive at the meeting place.

In an open space, there were already ten disciples dressed in ancient barbarian costumes, but these disciples were all meditating with their eyes closed at this time, their expressions were extremely wooden, Wu Fan's arrival, these disciples didn't seem to notice it at all, and they didn't have any interest in opening their eyes.

Touching his nose, Wu Fan didn't care, and immediately found a clean place to sit down and began to meditate and cultivate.

Time passed again, and Wu Fan, who was originally cultivating cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, because in his perception, an extremely strong aura suddenly appeared and flew towards him.