You're sneaking around here, what do you want to do?"

Yang Fan asked casually, and the obscene monk, in a state of ecstasy, should answer truthfully.

After listening, Yang Fan's face showed a strange expression, and he immediately looked blank, bent his fingers a little, and erased this memory in his mind.

Bang!!

Before leaving, Yang Fan knocked him unconscious with a palm, and said with a slight mockery and disdain: "The immortal cultivator asks the Taoist, he doesn't cultivate quietly, but he is such a spirit worm on the brain.

The world is really all-encompassing......"

What shameless deeds does that obscene monk have, Yang Fan won't care, but before leaving, he slapped it, but it was very skillful, and he sealed his mana for a year.

Originally, I wanted to directly abolish this sub-mana, but after thinking about it, everyone has their own thoughts, their own "Dao". Moreover, the immortal path of immortality is destined to have no fate with the vast majority of people, so it is common for more monks to focus their minds on other aspects.

In the middle of the night, Yang Fan quietly floated to the ground, he had the wooden token with him, but he didn't have to go out of his way to avoid the patrolling monks.

According to the map of the jade slip, Yang Fan flew towards the cloud-shrouded upper part of Lingding Immortal Peak.

The height of the opponent's peak, Yang Fan is difficult to estimate visually, but looking at its radius, it can accommodate millions of monks, and the height of 10,000 zhang must be ironclad.

If it were in Beichun and other places, such a height would definitely be affected by the fierce wind and even the power of heaven and earth.

But the heaven and earth of Great Qin seem to be taller and more broad.

The destination is the "Bailing Heavenly Garden", the seventh layer of Lingding Immortal Peak.

According to the map of the jade slip, the entire Lingding Immortal Peak is divided into nine layers, and the higher the upward, the higher the status of the monks who live there.

Listening to the obscene monk before, the "ninth level" is basically a forbidden place, and the eighth level is the place where ordinary elders and high-level people live.

The monks on the seventh level are either middle and high-level disciples, or inner disciples with special status.

Yang Fan is still on the fifth peak at the moment, that is, where Nangong Han lives, which shows that his status, in the Immortal Dao Sect, can be included in the middle level.

When he flew to the sixth level, Yang Fan found that there were fewer and fewer monks living here, but their cultivation was more sophisticated, and they were basically all Yuanying monks and above, and there were many people who turned into gods.

And when he reached the seventh peak, his senses were strong, and he only felt an invisible pressure, but it was the result of the unintentional emanation of the aura on the bodies of many god-transforming powerhouses.

There are even fewer monks in the seventh peak, not even one percent of the sixth.

However, most of the monks on this peak are monks in the early stage of the transformation period, and there are also a few people who are through the mysteries, even if there are those below the transformation stage, they are either servants running errands, or relatives or something.

Yang Fan took a deep breath, and when he reached the seventh peak, his "Radiant Heavenly Bud" gave birth to an induction again, and it became more and more intense.

"Huixin must be on this seventh peak. ”

Yang Fan took a deep breath and was just about to walk over when there was a sound of breaking the air above his head.

"Hey, where did the outsiders get mixed up on the seventh peak?"

A team of patrol monks flew over, led by a young man in the Transformation Stage, wearing a purple and black cloak, and looking at Yang Fan with slightly squinted eyes, the rest of the patrol monks were all Yuan Ying powerhouses.

Yang Fan's eyes swept over this young man in the Transformation Stage, and his heart sank, this person was not an ordinary Transformation Stage cultivator, but he was still a strong person.

Such a combination made Yang Fan puzzled, because the teams of monks he had just seen were all leaders of the early stage of the Transformation of Gods.

"Lord Bao, here are the outsiders of your sect, and after wandering around, I came here. ”

Yang Fan pretended to be panicked and nervous. "Outsider, who invited you here?" the young man asked indifferently with a fierce gaze.

"I am a pharmacist, and this time I came here to treat the illness of spirit beasts for the elders of Nangong Han Daoyou. ”

Yang Fan said reluctantly.

"Nangong Han, I see, she respects me for my knowledge, and it is said that the beloved "Golden Carp King" has a strange disease and has never healed. The young man in a purple black cloak smiled.

Yang Fan stared at it, "I suddenly felt that this person's face was like a crown of jade, but it was sharp and angular, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his nose was like a hanging gall, without losing his sonorous righteousness." This is actually a beautiful man who is a little more handsome than him, the difference is only in temperament.

"Senior Brother Xie, do you want to take him down for interrogation?", someone next to him whispered.

"No, if he is lying, how can I not see it?" Then Senior Brother Xie was very confident, his voice was magnetic, and then said to Yang Fan: "You are just an ordinary outsider, not a distinguished guest in the door, you have no right to enter the eighth peak, you don't know it, give up this time, and go back." ”

"Yes, my lord"

Yang Fan hugged his fists and thanked him, and hurriedly turned back the original way.

Not long after he left, he heard one of them compliment: "Senior Brother Xie, we are on patrol, you have a noble status, why do you need to do such a lowly job." ”

"Then there will be labor. ”

Senior Brother Xie smiled slightly, and actually calmly broke away from the patrol team and flew towards a certain place in the seventh weight.

"It's strange, Senior Brother Xie is respected as one of the four rookie wizards in the sect, how can he do this job?"

One of them muttered.

"Hehe, don't you know, this patrol duty was specially requested by Senior Brother Xie, the drunkard's intention is not to drink, you know ......"

"Oh! I understand," another monk came to his senses: "I heard that Senior Brother Xie is interested in the "Fairy Wisdom Rain, pursuing Xu Ren......"

Everyone was stunned, it turned out that this was the reason!

Just as the patrol monks left, an inconspicuous cultivator came up from the soil layer and muttered to himself, "...... It was really a coincidence, he immediately sank, spread his senses, and secretly followed Senior Brother Xie.

After flying for half an hour, a garden of birds and incense appeared in front of me, shrouded by a special magic circle prohibition, and from a distance, you could see many fairy birds and birds, as well as more spiritual huā fine trees.

The garden was surrounded by a shimmering blue hazy climbing vine, which fit in with the wall prohibition.

In front of the gate of the garden, there are four big characters hanging horizontally: Bailing Tianyuan.

"Bailing Heavenly Garden!! Yang Fan was overjoyed.

But when Senior Brother Xie came to the door, he was stopped and interrogated.

"When Gongzi Xie was late at night, "Bailing Heavenly Garden, we don't receive guests, if the fairy birds in the garden are missing, we can't afford to ......."

The person guarding the gate was actually a monk of the Transformation Period, wearing a law enforcement uniform, and he was very embarrassed.

Seeing that Senior Brother Xie smiled indifferently, he took out a silver token: "I am the seventh patrol leader today, and I have the right to patrol everywhere." ”

After arriving at the token, the monk guarding the gate immediately opened the forbidden formation and let Senior Brother Xie enter.

Seeing this, Yang Fan felt that things were a little tricky, he had observed the formation on the periphery of the "Bailing Heavenly Garden", it was very mysterious, no less than the ancient strange array he had seen.

Even the soil layer under the garden is under the protection of the formation prohibition.

Yang Fan fled to the bottom of the Bailing Heavenly Garden to carefully ponder this formation. It's not hard to break through this array, but it's hard to get to the top without touching the alarm ban.

Yang Fan took a deep breath, but he came up with a plan.

saw an earth-colored spar appear in his hand, and as soon as his thoughts moved, the earth-colored light bloomed, condensing into a huge pangolin.

The aura on this pangolin's body is extremely strong, and it seems to have reached the stage of transformation into a god.

Immediately, a "Void Heavenly Fire" rose on his body, shining with golden spots of light in silence.

"Poof"

That formation was forbidden, and in front of the Taixu Heavenly Fire, like a paper paste, Yang Fan immediately entered the "Bailing Heavenly Garden" through the hole.

And the next moment, the alarm ban was activated in the "Bailing Heavenly Garden", and a sharp golden sound sounded inside, piercing the night sky for hundreds of miles.

Suddenly, there was chaos in the park, and almost everyone was alarmed.

Whoa--

Hundreds of law enforcement monks rushed in this direction.

Yang Fan had already hidden and let the stand-in "pangolin" escape to the depths of the garden.

"What's going on, Bailing Heavenly Garden has always been heavily guarded......"

Even Senior Brother Xie flew out of a secluded cave.

Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and his breath was hidden to the extreme, and he was integrated with the surrounding environment.

In this garden environment, his hidden and changing powers are like a fish in water, even if the Great Monk of the Transformation God is there in person, it is easy to ignore.

Yang Fan's plan to scare the snake was successful, and he successfully used a stand-in to hit the west, and after determining the location by himself, he immediately dived towards the location of the secluded cave.

He secretly thought that this chaos would last at least in the middle of the night.

The closer he got to the secluded cave mansion, the stronger Yang Fanhuan Tianya's sense became.

When he walked to the front of the cave, his aura changed again, and he transformed into an old man dressed as a huā craftsman, and his aura was the same as that of the servants in this garden.

The so-called art of change in the human world is nothing but an illusion, practiced to a subtle realm, which is a simulation of breath and integration with the surrounding environment.

At this moment, "the Lingxia in front of the cave flickered, and out of a curling and ethereal woman, just looking at the back, it was pleasing to the eye."

Yang Fan's eyes were fixed on this woman's delicate and beautiful face, but he was stunned.

Although this woman is peerless, he doesn't know it.

At least one thing is certain, it's not his sister Huixin.

"Is it the wrong place?", Yang Fan just had this idea, but it was replaced by Huan Tianya's mysterious induction: "No, it must still be in this cave mansion." "Hey, you huā craftsman, I feel very raw. The ethereal and peerless palace woman was a little lazy, and glanced at Yang Fan lightly.

"What kind of identity does a fairy have, it's normal not to know the old slave. Yang Fan said stiffly.

"Hehe, that's true. The beautiful woman in the palace dress smiled.

"Li Bo, the huā craftsman in his heavenly garden, is looking for you ...... something", a soft woman's voice came from the cave, and there was a feeling of lingering sound.

"Yes. ”

Yang Fan had no choice but to continue to bite the bullet in.

Because the huā craftsman he simulated was a reference to a huā craftsman in the garden that he had seen not long ago.

Walking into the cave, stepping on the winding pebble path under your feet, lined with bamboo forests, a small verdant mansion under the moonlight appears in front of you.

In front of the Jade Mansion, a girl dressed elegantly and gracefully is pretty in front of the door, her eyes are as beautiful as water, her face is as white as Xia, and the silk-like green silk, under the faint moonlight, there is no moving charm of the city, but there is a quiet beauty of Zhong Ling's solitary show, a kind of natural carving of wisdom.

Yang Fan's body stiffened, his expression was complicated, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.

He was just about to speak, but he heard the woman in palace clothes behind him smile and said: "Senior Sister Huixin, there is a little mess outside, and there is no big deal" We continued to chat, and by the way, we also asked this "Uncle Li" for garden skills. ”