"Have any new elixirs, skills or magic weapons been added to the holy land these days?" Lin Fan asked.
As a sect of immortal cultivation, especially one that dares to use the title of a holy land, Lin Fan can be sure that the Zifu Holy Land must be extremely extraordinary.
At the same time, there must be places like 'Weapon Refining Pavilion', 'Medicine Refining Pavilion', and 'Scripture Pavilion' in the Purple Mansion Holy Land.
But because he didn't know the specific names of these three places in the Purple Mansion Holy Land, Lin Fan could only ask indirectly.
"this… "
Zhou Yining thought for a moment and said, "There is no movement from the Refining Pavilion. The Dan Sect has some new elixirs, but they are said to be for healing and fighting. They should not be of much help to your breakthrough, Saint."
"As for the technique..."
"The Seventh Elder returned recently. I heard that he brought back some interesting techniques, which have been placed in the Sutra Library."
Done!
Lin Fan made up his mind: "Then let's go to the Sutra Library."
"Yes, Saint."
The two women, one on the left and one on the right, protected Lin Fan and headed towards the Sutra Library.
As guardian disciples, when they are in the sect, they actually play a more "miscellaneous" role.
After all, if even the Saint Girl herself could be in danger in the holy land, then this holy land would basically be destroyed.
However, even so, the formality must be followed.
For example, at this moment, they were walking a few steps in front of Qi Zixiao, always paying attention to their surroundings and being vigilant.
This made Lin Fan feel relieved. If he were asked to walk in front, he really wouldn't know how to get to the Sutra Library.
And then…
Lin Fan: “…”
After leaving the Holy Maiden Pavilion, it was only a hundred steps away and you would reach the edge of the cliff!
Looking around, there are countless high mountains and forests, towering ancient trees, auspicious clouds floating, and all kinds of spiritual beasts that have never been seen running or flying...
Many cultivators were flying on swords in the distance, and there were even flying boats soaring into the sky.
And on top of many mountains, there are palaces, some large, some small, but all very extraordinary.
At the end of the sight, there is a palace floating in the sky, looming in the colorful clouds...
Although he didn't know how to use the true energy in his body, Qi Zixiao's body was, after all, that of a great cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, so his eyesight was naturally far superior to that of ordinary people.
Therefore, Lin Fan saw at a glance that on the plaque of the floating heavenly palace, there were three large characters "Zi Fu Palace" written in a flamboyant style.
A fairyland scene!
This scene made Lin Fan marvel!
Too big!
Just this one glance is definitely not the full picture of the Zifu Holy Land, but even so, the vastness of the area makes Lin Fan feel uneasy.
but…
Now there is a more important issue at hand.
“I actually forgot!”
His heart was pounding.
How big is a holy place? I'm afraid it must be tens of thousands of miles...
Even though I'm a saint, it's impossible for me to live right next to the Sutra Repository, right
Could it be that I just walk forward step by step like an ordinary person? How long would it take me to reach that point
Therefore, the natural way to get to the Sutra Repository is to fly.
But the problem is, I can’t fly!
Anxious in my heart...
But on the surface, Lin Fan's expression did not change at all, and his eyes were lifeless, as if he had already been lost in thought.
What should I do? !
Fortunately, as a Dharma protector disciple, he is still very conscious and perceptive.
Chen Cheng quickly took out a palm-sized boat from his storage magic weapon, but soon the boat swelled in the wind and became a small boat.
Although it is not big, it is definitely enough for ten or eight people to stand there.
"Your Highness, please."
"Um… "
The 'crisis' was resolved, but Lin Fan's heart was still restless. The moment he stepped on the flying boat, he thought a lot.
for example…
Is the flying boat's 'starting' speed fast
Does this thing give you a strong back-pushing feeling
No, there is no backrest. Even if there is, it is not called back-pushing feeling, but inertia...
So, I won't fall down right after the boat starts, right? That would be too embarrassing...
Fortunately, it turned out that Lin Fan’s worries were unnecessary.
Under Chen Cheng's control, the flying boat took off smoothly and at a very high speed, but without any sudden inertia.
Even if you fly in the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the white clouds, you can't feel the cold wind.
Looking closely, it is not difficult to find that there is a layer of almost transparent "barrier" or something like that, blocking the wind and rain.
Buzz…
The flying boat was not big and looked ordinary, but wherever it passed, other flying boats, flying spirit beasts, and monks flying on swords all made way, and the road ahead was smooth.
A mountain is not high, but it is magical if there are immortals there.
It’s not how deep the water is that matters; it’s not how magical it is if there is a dragon inside.
The flying boat is not luxurious, but with the Saint, you can do whatever you want...
The cultivators on other flying boats and flying swords would clasp their fists or even bow in greeting when they saw him from afar.
Lin Fan didn't need to respond at all. He just needed to maintain his cool, aloof expression and fly over...
At the same time, he found that he did not seem to be afraid of heights.
After all, he was flying thousands of meters high, yet he could remain so calm and even had the mood to appreciate the scenery below. He must not be afraid of heights, right
"But speaking of it, shouldn't any cultivator be afraid of heights? Otherwise, they wouldn't even dare to fly..."
What would happen if a cultivator was afraid of heights
The picture is too beautiful to look at!
About ten minutes later, the flying boat's altitude gradually decreased and finally landed under a solitary peak.
Looking around, this solitary peak is about a thousand meters high, and on top of it there is an ancient attic, which is the Sutra Library.
There is only one small path from the foot of the mountain to the Sutra Repository, and at this time, there were many people coming and going.
As soon as Lin Fan's flying boat landed, the disciples nearby looked over curiously, and were all shocked when they saw what was happening.
"Saint?"
"Isn't she in seclusion and breaking the mirror?"
"Could it be that he has already broken through to the realm of refining emptiness?"
"But, judging from his aura, it seems to be the same as before, not like he has broken through..."
There are many disciples, both handsome men and beautiful women, all of whom are good-looking, and against the backdrop of Taoist robes, they look quite "immortal-like".
However, at this moment, they were very surprised in their hearts, but they did not dare to show it, and they all saluted Qi Zixiao.
"I have seen the Saint..."
"Um… "
Lin Fan's expression remained unchanged, still calm and composed. He just hummed lightly, then took a step forward, crossed the platform, stepped onto the path, and headed towards the Sutra Library on the top of the mountain.
Wherever he passed, many disciples gave way and dared not block his way.
These scenes made Lin Fan feel relieved.
"It seems that my guess is correct. Qi Zixiao, the Saintess, has a very high status in the sect. This way, the possibility of being exposed will be much lower. This is also good..."
The path is rugged and difficult, but that is only for ordinary people.
Qi Zixiao's body had been tempered by true energy countless times, so this small path was naturally no problem for him.