Seeing Fan Wenkai again, she was somewhat happy, after Kunlun, they never met again, she knew that Fan Wenkai was in front of those people, revealing the Bodhi Holy Tree, and the husband was innocent and guilty, and he was bound to be hunted down, but with her small god-level cultivation, she couldn't catch up with this group of people at all, and when she saw the group of masters turning their heads one by one, and asked the reason, everyone told that Fan Wenkai's strength had reached the realm of unfathomable.

This surprised her, when she entered Kunlun, Fan Wenkai was only the peak of the Taixian level, at the beginning in the hands of Murong Yu, if she hadn't come over, I am afraid that even if Fan Wenkai could kill the enemy, he would definitely be difficult to survive. When he walked out of Kunlun, Fan Wenkai had already broken through the god level, and even reached the peak of the minor god. She didn't know what the reason was, in her consciousness, even if Fan Wenkai had the 'Hundred Impatiens', it would never be possible for her to have such a change within a few days, so her secret technique could not be done, thousands of tall buildings rose from the ground, the foundation was unstable, and it was easy to collapse.

But Fan Wenkai didn't, he was not just the cultivation of the peak of the little god, in the mouth of that group of people, Fan Wenkai even defeated the true god-level masters of Zhutian Shrine and Shushan, which made all the god-level masters present frightened and did not dare to fight again!

But he was still able to accept this, after all, her master once said, 'A thousand years have passed, time flies, what should come will always come, and the wheel of fate will turn from now on.' ’

Master also asked her to find a man who had the ability to gather the Nine Swords, and that man was the one who drove the wheel of fate.

She believes in her master, and she also believes in Fan Wenkai!

She raised her hand, and a silver moon scimitar appeared in her hand, flashing with dazzling light under the scorching sun: "What does this Moon Wheel Blade have to do with the Nine Swords of Emperor Xuan? Master actually attaches so much importance to it, and the lustful Peng Zu True God also began to be furious when he saw this Moon Wheel Blade, Master and his old man asked me to take good care of the Moon Wheel Blade, no matter who it is, I can't touch it!"

The flowerless fairy suddenly put away the silver moon scimitar in her hand, and the true qi behind her back was rolling, and she flew towards Fan Wenkai's hiding place.

When Fan Wenkai was looking for his way, he felt a powerful True Qi rolling behind him, probably at the intermediate level of the Little God, although there was still no threat to him at this time, but he was still cautious and suppressed the True Qi in his body, so that one less person could know, and there would be one less danger.

The awakened Nine Swords, even if they are at the Zhu Tian Shrine and Kunlun Shrine, I am afraid they will also be tempted! The four masters are not interested in the Nine Swords that have not awakened for thousands of years, but once they are awakened? That is the existence of surpassing the supreme divine soldiers, even if they are too god-level, I am afraid they will also be tempted!

Wandering around the neighborhood, he eventually stopped at a mortal quarter.

There are no demon beasts in this area, some are just some wild beasts, few cultivators come here, and this family, living in the deep mountains, hunting for a living, the news is relatively closed, and the cultivation will be hidden here to retreat should not be discovered by others.

"Big brother, can I beg for a bowl of water here?"

Fan Wenkai clenched his Pure Jun Sword and asked as he knocked on the door with his almost chapped lips.

After the outbreak just now, the pure Jun sword has regained its calm again, as if it is an ordinary weapon, without the charm of a divine weapon at all, this is probably the invisible realm of elephants.

There are a total of four people in this family, a husband and wife in their thirties, an eight or nine-year-old son below, and a baby in swaddling clothes.

The man glanced at Fan Wenkai, his body seemed to be injured, but there was no bloodstain, and he thought to himself, it shouldn't be some bad deeds, so he responded: "Little brother, come in quickly." ”

Fan Wenkai smiled faintly and said, "Thank you, big brother." ”

After that, Fan Wenkai entered the house here, and after chatting for a while, Fan Wenkai already knew the name of the man's family, the man's name was Yongzhan, the woman's name was Miao Miao, the eldest son's name was Gouyu, and the youngest daughter's name was Luyu.

Their family of four moved here a few days ago, Yongzhan used to be a big family, and they also had their own surnames, but their existence was looted by thieves, so they had to move to the mountains.

He also said that he was used to living in the mountains, and he felt quite good, self-sufficient, better than intrigue in the family. And his children don't want the so-called surname, they directly call Gou Yu and Lu Yu, but sometimes they feel wronged by their wife Miao Miao.

Miao Miao just smiled bitterly, and didn't say anything, marrying a chicken and following a chicken, and now living in the mountains, is helpless.

Fan Wenkai sighed slightly, in the hearts of the poor, big families are already unattainable, in the hearts of mortals, cultivators are supreme beings, and in the hearts of cultivators, a mountain is even more difficult to be high.

But in the hearts of mortals, cultivators are omnipotent, but in fact, mortals have their bitterness, and cultivators have to face even more bitter survival pressure.

Fan Wenkai suddenly felt that if he was born in an ordinary family and didn't know how to cultivate, what would the result be? Would he be more comfortable than he is now? But no matter what the result is, he will never be able to turn back now. Whether it is the enmity of his parents, or the whereabouts of Mint Xiao, or something else, he can't let go of some people, and some people are bound to find him, and this cycle can only end if he stands on the top of this world.

Fan Wenkai told his origin that his home was also ransacked by robbers, and he practiced martial arts when he was young, killed a few robbers and escaped, because he changed his clothes on the way and avoided the robbers who came after him, so he threw the robbers away, and when he saw Yongzhan, he suddenly had a feeling of seeing each other late, and now he is homeless, but he doesn't know where to go.

Yongzhan was quite enthusiastic and said: "Brother, it's better to live with my brother, it can be regarded as having a care, and our family also has a companion, not so lonely." ”

"Good. Fan Wenkai was overjoyed and responded.

Like brothers who had not seen each other for a long time, the two began to cut wood immediately, and soon built a simple small house, although Fan Wenkai was injured, he was not slow, and the husband and wife did not doubt it at all.

Especially the little boy Gouyu, when Fan Wenkai was free, he circled around him, with a pair of big watery eyes, staring at him pitifully, wanting him to teach himself some martial arts, so that he could be as powerful as him in the future.

Fan Wenkai didn't have reservations, and passed on some methods of cultivating qi and body, although this kid would not step into the ranks of cultivators, but his life should be able to surpass a hundred years old, and then he was okay and began to teach some sword techniques and other offensive defense skills, so as to be prepared.