A few days later, in a mountain range in the center of the Ten Thousand Beasts Secret Realm, a young man in white was sitting cross-legged on a boulder, with a strange-looking little beast lying on his shoulder, holding a bright red dragon fruit with his two front paws and munching on it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This young man was Wu Fan who left the cave and rushed to the designated place in the clan, and there were only a few days before the secret realm was closed, so Wu Fan found a clean place here at random, waiting for the clan to open the teleportation circle to leave.

As for the other disciples in the clan, they are naturally still desperately hunting demon beasts in order to be able to enter the top ten, of course, there are many disciples who believe that they have cultivated to a high level and use brutal means to directly snatch the demon beast spirits in the hands of other disciples.

Wu Fan traveled this way, and he also met several senior brothers of the human race on the way, and what surprised him was that the senior sister named Hui Ruo was actually among them, and chatted with Senior Brother Wu of the Deacon Pavilion very openly.

When he saw this senior sister Huiruo, Wu Fan couldn't help but think of everything that happened in the cave that day, as if that soft feeling was still lingering on his fingertips, which made Wu Fan's heart fluctuate for a while, so he just hurriedly coped with a few words, and then found an excuse to leave directly.

At this time, since he had advanced to the Xuanling Stage, he naturally did not plan to hunt those third-order demon beasts anymore, so he refused the invitations of his fellow senior brothers several times in a row, and found a quiet place alone, quietly waiting for the teleportation circle to open when he left this place.

After a while, the little beast finally finished eating all the dragon fruit, and stretched out its pink tongue to lick Wu Fan's face.

Wu Fan opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the little beast on his shoulder, and couldn't help but leak a knowing smile on his face, and then flipped it over with one hand, and handed it to the little beast with an extra emerald green fruit the size of a baby's fist in his hand.

"After eating this Cuiluo fruit, you can't eat it again today, otherwise out of this secret realm, I don't know where to go to find the spirit fruit for you to eat." ”

After hearing this, the little beast nodded anthropomorphically, and then continued to hold the cuiluo fruit and eat it heavily.

Speaking of which, since Wu Fan used his own essence blood to treat the little beast that day, a bond seems to have formed between the two, although the spirit of this little beast is not very high, but now, no matter what this beast thinks in his heart, Wu Fan will sense it for the first time, and at the same time, if he has any thoughts in his heart and any emotional fluctuations, this little beast can also sense it.

As for why there was such a connection between the two, Wu Fan thought about it carefully, Xu was that when he cast the spell that day, the essence blood already contained a trace of divine consciousness, so this little beast's body was implanted with a small part of his divine consciousness, no matter what abnormality this beast had, he could sense it through his divine sense.

Although this connection is somewhat similar to the blood contract in the immortal cultivation world, it is completely different from the blood contract prohibition that is accepted as a spirit pet.

If the monk accepts the spirit pet, he can also use his own essence blood with a certain secret method to form a blood contract, so as to achieve the effect of driving the spirit pet, but if this kind of blood contract prohibition is too high in the future, or the owner of the spirit pet is seriously injured, it is likely to cause a backlash.

The spirit pet itself is also a demon beast, and naturally it will not be driven by people, so even if it is forcibly accepted, it will not always be willing, of course, if it is the kind of spirit pet that has signed a blood contract since it was hatched and has been cultivated with its own essence and blood since childhood, the possibility of backlash in the future is almost minimal.

And the connection between Wu Fan and the little beast is more like a connection based on blood, and because Wu Fan used his own essence and blood to treat this beast, the connection between him and this beast is more like a blood connection between father and son.

Of course, whether this little beast is male or female, Wu Fan also has no idea about it.

However, in this situation, for Wu Fan, there is no complaint, everything that happened before makes Wu Fan faintly feel that this beast should have a great origin, otherwise the fear in the eyes of the three demon wolves when facing the little beast is really real.

Moreover, the red glow that spewed out of the beast's mouth that day could actually compete with the blood-colored pillar of light of the demon wolf, and even seemed to be stable in the upper spot, Wu Fan clearly remembered the situation when the blood-colored pillar of light directly killed the silver-haired man in seconds.

Of course, all this is just Wu Fan's own inference, everything still needs to go to the Ling Wu Pavilion in the clan to check the classics after leaving the secret realm, and it is possible to find what he really wants.

After thinking about it, after advancing to the Xuanling Stage, he finally didn't have to be looked down upon everywhere in the clan, but the previous disciple who guarded Ling Wuge had already let Wu Fan kill him, otherwise when he saw that Wu Fan had advanced to the Xuanling Stage, his expression would not know how rich.

Thinking of this, Wu Fan also shook his head slightly, threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind, and began to quietly close his eyes and meditate.

A few days later, the trip to the secret realm finally ushered in the last day of the half-year period, and more and more disciples began to gather in the center of the secret realm, waiting for the clan to open the teleportation circle to leave this place.

It's just that the number of monks gathered here is almost half less than the number of monks in the mountain range when the secret realm was opened that day, and these monks will have bloody battles almost every day in the last few days of the closure of the secret realm for their own great pursuit, as for the result of the battle, it is natural that the king is victorious and defeated, and the ones who really survive at this time are either those who are extremely cautious in their own affairs, or they are disciples who have reached the twelfth level or more in the basic exercises.

Of course, similar to some disciples who can find a backer by relying on beauty, are also listed here.

Everyone waited for a few hours, and suddenly two white lights and green lights alternated in the sky above the secret realm, and then a huge magic circle began to form slowly, and after a stick of incense, there was a huge roar in the sky, and the magic circle finally appeared in the sky in a dazzling white light, and began to rotate slowly.

Seeing this, the monks below immediately began to fly towards the magic circle in groups of three or five, no matter whether the trip achieved the goal or not, since the secret realm had reached the time to close, these monks could only fly towards the magic circle with different expressions in their hearts, ready to leave this place.

Wu Fan looked at the many monks here, and his heart was also slightly emotional, remembering the scene of nine deaths and lives before, he could only sigh at the impermanence of the world at this time, but he always believed in his heart that man will win the sky, since he set foot on the road of pursuing the avenue, there is naturally no reason to turn back.

As for the danger, whether he is born as a mortal or embarks on this path of cultivating immortals, in order to satisfy his own desires, he will always encounter all kinds of deceptions, and all he can do is to stick to his mind and kill decisively when necessary, so that it is possible to see a glimmer of hope in the Great Dao.

Wu Fan thought to himself, the monks here also began to gradually enter the teleportation circle, slowly decreasing, Wu Fan still waited for most of the monks to enter the circle and leave, before taking out the leaf-shaped magic weapon from the ring, pinching it with one hand, the magic weapon flashed with white light, and then carried Wu Fan to shoot towards the magic circle.

After a whirling sense of dizziness, Wu Fan found that he had appeared in the mountain range where he had entered the secret realm before, and the Lingwu Pavilion Master and the Iron Tower Master in Dao robes were hanging in the air with their magic weapons, staring intently at the monks who kept flying out of the magic circle.

When the two of them saw Wu Fan come out, their eyes flickered obviously, but then they continued to stare at the magic circle, and they couldn't see the slightest abnormality on their faces.

Although the two of them only glanced at it in a hurry, Wu Fan looked carefully, and still found the different colors in the eyes of the two, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, at this time he left the secret realm, these two people were in the middle stage of Jindan, and the cultivation of one in the late stage of Jindan, Wu Fan naturally had already seen it.

Randomly found a place where there was less one person and fell, Wu Fan frowned slightly, still didn't understand what these two people meant, there were also several monks in front of him who teleported out, but these two people didn't care about it at all, and I don't know if it was because the two of them found his cultivation strange or if there was another reason for it.

After thinking about it left and right, he didn't have the slightest clue, and Wu Fan didn't plan to think about it too much, so he looked at the two people in the air with his hands behind his back.