Shenglin Island is located on the coast of the South China Sea.
It's not too far from the Federal Center City, only thousands of kilometers away.
This is an isolated island, surrounded by endless sea water as far as the eye can see. Standing above Shenglin Island, Yang Fan can clearly smell the salty smell of sea water.
Also, this place seems to be a paradise where spiritual energy gathers. Even at an altitude of more than a thousand meters, you can feel the rich spiritual energy flowing from the surroundings.
Yang Fan lowered his head and looked down. The area of the island was not small, almost the same as that of the Federal Central City. There was a psychic shield surrounding the island for protection.
The island has undulating hills and rocks, and there are tall and dense trees. There are few high-rise brick buildings, but there are many wooden houses, tree houses and other buildings.
If you look closely, you will see that most of the green vegetation covering most of the land area are demonic plants with certain intelligence. The so-called tree houses and wooden houses are actually woven and transformed by these demonic plants.
There are often human warriors coming in and out of the tree house, but those demonic plants turn a blind eye and allow the human warriors to freely come and go in front of or in front of them.
Yang Fan looked very surprised. This was the first time he saw a person getting along with a demon plant so harmoniously. He really didn't know how the ancestors of the warriors on the Holy Forest Island did this.
Sang Duoduo and Ling Tian were not too familiar with such pictures and scenes.
Sang Duoduo studied here when she was young. Most of the spiritual arts she mastered now were basically learned on Shenglin Island. Needless to say, she has feelings for Shenglin Island.
Not to mention Ling Tian, he grew up on Sacred Forest Island since he was a child.
To outsiders, Holy Forest Island may be just a holy land for cultivation, a school similar to the Federal Martial Arts University, but for Ling Tian, this is his hometown!
Having lived on Shenglin Island for eighty-eight years, he is not too familiar with the grass and forests on Shenglin Island!
Therefore, when they opened their eyes and found that they were on the holy island they were most familiar with, they couldn't help but be surprised and moved at the same time.
Unexpectedly, before leaving Federal Central City, they would have the opportunity to revisit their old place. Master, he is really considerate!
Obviously, the two of them directly mistakenly thought that Yang Fan deliberately changed the itinerary on the way to take care of their mood.
Thank you!
"Ding! Your disciple Ling Tian is in an excited mood and is grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly enhanced, his loyalty to the sect has been greatly enhanced, and his inner disciples' advancement points have been increased by 1."
"Ding! Your disciple Sang Duoduo is in an excited mood and is grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly improved, his loyalty to the sect has been greatly improved, and his inner disciples' advancement points have been increased by 1."
After hearing these two system prompts, Yang Fan couldn't help but be confused.
What's going on? He didn't do anything. Why did these two trumpets consciously offer up some sect experience
However, as smart as he was, Yang Fan quickly thought of the possible reasons and decided to watch the next development of the situation quietly.
Therefore, Yang Fan did not ask why Zhuge Xincheng changed the route and brought them to the Holy Forest Island.
Yang Fan only needs to know that Zhuge Xincheng is one of his own, his extremely friendly favorability is still there, and it is impossible for Zhuge Xincheng to do anything detrimental to him.
However, even so, Yang Fan couldn't help but quietly touched the Demon Emperor's Lingbao tucked around his waist.
With this thing around, even if someone really wants to harm him, he will not be afraid at all, he is just so confident.
"Yes, this is Sacred Forest Island! The first holy land for cultivation in the federal territory!"
Zhuge Xincheng nodded to confirm Sang Duoduo and Ling Tian's judgment, but his eyes had been quietly observing the changes in Yang Fan's expression.
Seeing that the little guy had a calm face from beginning to end, showing no signs of surprise or surprise due to the change in schedule, Zhuge Xincheng couldn't help but nodded slightly.
Although Yang Fan is young, he already possesses a bit of a noble demeanor. Just this calm demeanor that remains unchanged despite the collapse of the mountain is enough to overwhelm most of his peers today.
When you suddenly come to a completely unfamiliar place, normal people will inevitably feel a bit of fear and uneasiness in their hearts.
But in Yang Fan, Zhuge Xincheng saw only indifference and confidence, a kind of ease and calmness that did not take any danger to heart.
"This little guy may not be as timid and afraid of death as we thought before..."
Zhuge Xincheng's impression of Yang Fan changed greatly.
Because Yang Fan had always been hiding in the central city and did not dare to leave the city, his timid behavior of sending his avatars to do everything for him had now become a model of being cautious and putting the overall situation first.
"If Jinghua City is the birthplace of Federal Martial Arts, then this Holy Forest Island is undoubtedly the inheritance place that will carry forward Federal Martial Arts University."
Zhuge Xincheng looked at Yang Fan and explained softly: "So, I feel that if Sect Master Yang comes to the Federal Central City, he will be a little regretful if he doesn't take the opportunity to visit the Holy Forest Island."
"Of course, what's more important is that Ye Wentian was not shy about inviting me at last minute, and even shamelessly interfered with my space teleportation, so that I didn't even have the chance to refuse."
Zhuge Xincheng shrugged helplessly. It was really not his intention to change the channel. Someone was actually playing rogue in the dark, intercepting them halfway and changing their space portal to Sacred Forest Island.
Yang Fan glanced at Zhuge Xincheng, unable to complain in his heart.
This bad old man is so cruel.
Do you really think we are three-year-old babies
You are a half-emperor. Apart from the true emperor, who else in this world can easily interfere with your space avenue. Even if there is, it is undoubtedly you who are deliberately letting go!
However, Yang Fan had heard about this Holy Forest Island for a long time, so it didn't matter if he took the opportunity to come and take a look, and what he saw in front of him was indeed refreshing.
Next to them, Sang Duoduo and Ling Tian heard Zhuge Xincheng mention the name Ye Wentian, and they couldn't help but look respectful and solemn at the same time.
They didn't think there was anything ridiculous or inappropriate in Zhuge Xincheng's words at all. It seemed that in their minds, no matter what earth-shattering things Ye Wentian did, it was a matter of course.
Not only Sang Duoduo and Ling Tian, but also the girl Tian Feiyao unconsciously bowed a lot more cautiously after hearing Ye Wentian's name.
Sensing the changes in the expressions and attitudes of the three disciples, Yang Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Who is this Ye Wentian? It seems amazing that these three little guys can be so respectful and convinced just by hearing his name."
Most of what Yang Fan knew about Shenglin Island came from Ling Tian.
When Ling Tian introduced Shenglin Island to Yang Fan, out of respect for Ye Wentian, the ancestor, he never mentioned Ye Wentian's name.
Moreover, Ye Wentian has not been born for a long time. He has been low-key and indifferent throughout his life, and his reputation is far less famous than Zhuge Xincheng, an old coquettish guy.
Except for some thoughtful people who know the history of Shenglin Island very well, when most warriors from the outside world mention Shenglin Island, the first thing they think of is the Spirit Emperor and Wu Dao. As for the name Ye Wentian, it is not so conspicuous. .
Therefore, Yang Fan didn't have the slightest impression of Ye Wentian, and Zhuge Xincheng didn't have much emotion when he mentioned this name.
"Hahaha, little friends Yang Fan and Mr. Zhuge are here. It's really a shame to welcome them from afar! Forgive me!"
At this time, someone flew into the sky from the Holy Forest Island, and instantly moved in front of Yang Fan and others, and bowed his hands to Yang Fan and bowed to Zhuge Xincheng.
The visitor was very familiar to Yang Fan. He was Ling Tian's former master, Master Wu Dao. Unexpectedly, this old man also rushed back from the Federal Central City.
After some polite greetings, Wu Dao, without leaving any ink, directly greeted everyone: "Master, he has been waiting for you for a long time. Little friend Yang Fan, Mr. Zhuge, let's invite him now!"
As he said that, Wu Dao led the way for several people, passed directly through the spiritual shield that shrouded the Holy Forest Island, and flew to the giant tree canopy that was thousands of meters wide in the center of the Holy Forest Island.
"It's actually an emperor-level demon plant?!"
Feeling the aura of demonic power coming from the laurel crown of the giant tree, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel slightly shocked. This was not only a high-level demonic tree with peak emperor-level demonic value, but also a mutated walnut tree that could bear spiritual fruits.
Yes, it’s the walnut tree.
From a long distance away, Yang Fan could smell the aroma of oily wood that was unique to walnuts, and his mind could not help but feel clear and clear.
Before the disaster, ordinary walnuts had the effect of nourishing the brain and improving the spirit.
After the spiritual power is revived, the walnut fruits produced by the mutated walnut tree are even more effective. They can not only replenish spiritual power and enhance the origin of the soul, but also expand the soul's sea of consciousness and enhance the soul's defense if taken regularly.
This kind of spiritual fruit is definitely the favorite spiritual fruit among spiritual masters.
"Master Yang has a good eye." Wu Dao introduced to Yang Fan with some arrogance: "This is a psychic demon plant at the peak of the emperor level. It was transplanted here by my master in the early days of the disaster, and he carefully cultivated it for 150 years. It has only taken me more than a year to achieve such a scale!"
Yang Fan nodded slightly and glanced at the trunk of this emperor-level demon plant. He found that the trunk of the tree, which was five hundred meters long, was partially hollow and had been transformed into an interior building with about a hundred floors. Built-in wooden building.
The building was brightly lit, people gathered together, and it was very lively. It was already integrated with this emperor-level demon plant, and it was harmonious.
I have to say that this is definitely an emperor-level demon plant that Yang Fan has ever seen that lives the most miserable life and is kind to humans.
Not only can it not move freely like other wild high-level demonic plants, shuttling between the jungles and mountains, but it has also been hollowed out and transformed into a giant tree house, allowing countless human beings to live in its body. Act wantonly.
Thinking of the senior undercover Ye Chengbi who he met in Jinghua City before and pretended to be the elder of the Fire Phoenix clan, and his status as a half-imperial beast trainer, Yang Fan couldn't help but ask Wu Dao:
"Senior Wu, isn't your master also a beast tamer?"
(End of chapter)