Wen Yun did not expect things to turn out like this.
When she asked Ye Shubai to send a ray of source of energy to the countless beings in the lower world that day, she was just thinking of giving those worlds that would soon collapse a breath of fresh air and giving the creatures of those worlds another chance. However, this opportunity was actually illusory and there were probably only a few people who could grasp it.
This is what Wen Yun thought at first.
However, she never expected that later on, things would gradually deviate from what she had imagined.
Those who came at first were all elderly monks who had been trapped in the tribulation period for a long time. Even after ascending to heaven, they were actually quite numerous and could not survive many of the thunders.
Therefore, after they came to pay homage to Wen Yun and Ye Shubai, they either chose to settle down and retire in Baiyun City, or chose to return to their own lower realms to teach the younger generations of their own sects or clans, hoping to teach the proud future generations who could revitalize the world they lived in.
But these days, the people who come to worship seem too young.
Wen Yun looked at Meng Ran silently and sighed: "Senior Sister, you were the one who invited those people into the mountain gate earlier. Do you think there is something wrong with them?"
Senior Sister Meng Ran, who was so smart, of course understood. She looked helpless, "Including the newcomer Lin Fan, these four guests are all too young. Their talents would be extremely rare even in the upper realms, but they all came from the lower realms. Moreover, they always have a temperament that makes people see through them."
It's right to see through him, after all, he is the son of luck in every world!
Senior Sister Meng Ran paused, then frowned again, "And judging from their words and actions, they clearly don't do anything frivolous, but when they talk to me, I always feel very comfortable, and I always feel that they are too intimate."
Wen Yun looked at her sympathetically.
After all, Long Ao is powerful, and every word and every action of his can attract the hatred of the villains and increase their favorability.
They were probably already accustomed to being admired by countless kind and beautiful girls. According to convention, they should have "strange feelings" for a girl cultivator like Sister Meng Ran who was of noble status and stunning appearance.
But it is a pity that there are many talented people around Senior Sister Meng Ran, not even a pervert like Junior Sister Wen. She looked at these young people and felt that they were just mediocre. Not even a hair of her junior sister was better than them.
Wen Yun straightened his clothes and said, "Well, since we have guests from afar, we should entertain them."
Seeing that Senior Sister Meng Ran frowned and showed a little displeasure, she said disappointedly: "Okay, I know that you like those weirdos, so just go by yourself."
Meng Ran thought about it, but still shook her head: "Forget it, I'll go with you. These four people are really weird. If they have bad intentions, it will be better."
But they never expected that someone would go to visit the four people before them.
Shen Xinghai sat upright in the small courtyard at the foot of the First Peak.
He was originally a disciple of the First Peak. On his way back from sending his two disciples away for training, he happened to run into those foreign guests who were competing in the guest courtyard. So, knowing the truth, he took action in accordance with the principle of maintaining the order of the sect.
This time, he realized something was wrong.
Those four seemingly ordinary young faces had actually already cultivated to the Ascension Realm!
Could it be that these were disciples sent by some powerful sect? Of course, how could ordinary cultivators in the upper realms find so many young talents! Zhu Erchong in the Qingliu Sword Sect had just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, and both he and Senior Sister Meng Ran had just reached the Tribulation Crossing stage.
You have to know that they are all supported by Wen Yun's various rare resources! Even a great man like Ye Shubai taught them swordsmanship in person, but they are still not as good as these four people
The four of them also stopped what they were doing at the same time and looked at Shen Xinghai with fear.
Lin Fan took a deep breath and thought to himself that it was unworthy of this sect that the senior belonged to. The disciples under him were so terrifying. A Tribulation Realm expert could face off against an Ascension Realm expert like him, but he was able to escape unscathed.
This guy, like those three, is definitely not an ordinary person!
For a moment, the five of them looked at each other in silence, and sat around the stone table to form a strange circle.
Although there was no hostility, the complexity and vigilance in his expression were almost written on his face.
As soon as Wen Yun and Meng Ran walked into the yard, they saw this strange scene.
After seeing Shen Xinghai, it took a lot of anger to make his expression out of control.
hiss!
You are worthy of being Senior Brother Shen. Have you already smelled the breath of the same kind and rushed over? Seeing their breaths seem to be stagnant, could it be that there can only be one Long Ao, and the next step is for them to start killing each other and raising Gu
Wen Yun coughed lightly to break the awkwardness.
Five pairs of eyes looked at her at the same time, and the four newcomers were slightly startled when they saw Wen Yun.
Only Shen Xinghai's eyes lit up slightly, and he called out gently, "Junior Sister Wen."
"Junior Sister Wen?" Lin Fan pondered the title in his mind, and looking at the face in front of him that looked too young, he couldn't help but guess.
Her last name is Wen, and her bearing is far superior to that of ordinary people. I think she is the heir of the two predecessors. She must be the most beloved grandson or the leader of the entire Qingliu Sword Sect!
The other three people probably thought the same as Lin Fan, so they let down their guard and politely told Wen Yun their purpose of visit.
However, Wen Yun's cultivation level was really obvious. Lin Fan originally wanted to ask the old senior in the broken jade for advice, but who would have thought that after the young man appeared, the broken jade suddenly became silent.
Lin Fan could only bow his hands and said politely: "My name is Lin Fan. In the past, I received great kindness from Senior Ye and Senior Wen. I came to your esteemed sect this time to personally express my gratitude to you."
"Senior Wen?" This title made Wen Yun's expression a little subtle.
"Yes." Lin Fan didn't notice anything and gave a straightforward affirmative answer. He hadn't had time to look through the storybooks yet, so he naturally didn't know what Wen Yun looked like. He only knew that she had an amazing cultivation base. With such a terrifying strength, she must be an old senior!
Shen Xinghai and Meng Ran both cast sympathetic glances at Wen Yun.
Look, before only Ye Shubai was called old man, but now, you are also called senior.
Wen Yun looked at Lin Fan deeply and explained slowly, "Coincidentally, he is the Senior Wen you are looking for."
She emphasized the word "senior" particularly.
"… "
The faces of the people who originally thought of Wen Yun as a teenage girl and even spoke to her in a friendly older brother tone changed drastically.
The four people who came to pay their respects all stood up and bowed, expressing their thanks with the utmost respect.
Fortunately, Wen Yun didn't mean to argue with them. He very tactfully took out some wine from his mustard seed bag and placed it in front of everyone, then skillfully accepted their gratitude.
She was also a person who relied on her favor to gain respect for herself, and she planned to use this favor to force these people into the mountain sect and use them for her own purposes.
She was just very curious about what these sons of luck usually did. After all, Shen Xinghai's path to becoming a dragon proud seemed to be very similar to that of others.
"Many Taoist friends who came here before chose to return to the lower realm to teach the younger generations of their clans and sects. If you want the source of cultivation techniques from the upper realm, I can give them to you."
However, when the four of them heard such good news, they did not show any joy on their faces. Instead, they all showed complicated expressions.
"Reporting to the senior, I am just an independent cultivator, without any relatives or sect." Lin Fan said bitterly.
The other three people beside him had a meal.
The first one: "What a coincidence, my brother's situation is almost the same."
The second one: "We are the same."
The third one: "Same here!"
Wen Yun glanced at Shen Xinghai quietly. Tsk, it seems that according to the original script, Senior Brother Shen was supposed to leave Qingliu Sword Sect and become a casual cultivator!
She took a sip of sake and asked, "Where are you going next?"
Lin Fan looked Wen Yun straight in the eye and said sincerely, "According to reason, I should have stayed in Yunhai Realm to serve the two elders in return for their kindness. But unfortunately, when I ascended, I offended a group of bandits and am being hunted by them now. I will come back to repay you after I have dealt with those people!"
Before Wen Yun could answer, the other three looked over.
The first one was so surprised that his cup tilted and he emptied half of the wine: "Brother Lin, the world is so full of coincidences. I was also targeted by a group of upper realm bandits when I ascended. They killed three of them and then fled. I was chased here!"
The second one sighed, "I'm so lucky. I ascended smoothly, but I met a beauty on the way here... Well, who knew she was the sweetheart of a certain bandit, who is now leading his subordinates to hunt me down."
The third one showed a bitter look on his face: "When I was traveling a few years ago, I once tried to rob a group of treasures from someone. I didn't expect the other party to be so powerful. Now those people are chasing me."
Good job guys!
Wen Yun showed respect on his face, as if he was the son of luck who could cause trouble wherever he went. Everyone would be hunted down.
Senior Brother Shen, you are so sociable again!
The four of them looked at each other and fell into a long silence for a moment, with expressions of disbelief and relief at having met such a close friend.
Wen Yun looked at them silently, left the wine on the table, stood up and left quietly.
Senior Sister Meng Ran told Wen Yun about what happened next.
For example, the four men were surprised to find that they not only had similar life experiences, but even their enemies were the same gang of bandits. Another example was that after drinking Wen Yun's wine that night, they were so excited that they swore in front of him to become brothers of the opposite sex.
For another example, they were going to work together to find trouble with the bandits, and when Shen Xinghai heard about it... he also planned to go with them.
"Why is Senior Brother Shen going too?!" Wen Yun found it unbelievable: "He has no grudge against those bandits!"
Meng Ran and Wen Yun walked side by side towards Shen Xinghai's courtyard. After hearing this, she was helpless: "Junior Brother Shen said that he has made no progress in his cultivation recently, and he wants to go with me to practice and see if he can get a chance to ascend."
After a pause, Meng Ran said strangely, "And from what Junior Brother Shen said, he probably has a blood feud with those bandits."
Wen Yun was stunned: "Ah? He also has a grudge?"
"Yes, wasn't Junior Brother Shen's right arm broken by Dao Jie? Dao Jie was also a bandit." Meng Ran said helplessly: "So Junior Brother Shen drew his sword and raised it towards me, shouting 'Blood revenge is not for the noble, punishing evil and promoting good is our life', and then happily joined the four people in the anti-bandit operation."
Wen Yun: "… The complaints are too dense. For a moment, I don't know how to comment on it."
But since Shen Xinghai had already made up his mind to go for the training, his two good friends Wen Yun and Meng Ran didn't have much to say.
After all, they also knew that Shen Xinghai was a chivalrous man. This time, joining the team of Lin Fan and others was probably a dream come true for him. Besides, life in Qingliu Sword Sect was indeed too smooth and not as exciting as the outside world.
They came this time to see Shen Xinghai off.
There are two big trees at the gate of the courtyard that are lush and green. In the shadow underneath stands a cheerful man in tight clothes, holding a cloud crystal sword in his left hand. He is solemnly whispering something to his two disciples who are kneeling quietly in front of him with their heads bowed.
Hearing the noise outside the yard, Shen Xinghai looked over and found that it was Wen Yun and Meng who came. Then he relaxed his brows slightly, waved his hand to let the two disciples retreat, and then came to greet them.
"Senior Sister Meng Ran, Junior Sister Wen, why are you here?"
Senior Sister Meng Ran was helpless: "Are you in a hurry to leave today? Let's not talk about it. Grandmaster Ye is still practicing outside. Even Senior Brother Zhu and the others have gone to the outside world. They can't even prepare a wine for you. It's a waste of the good wine and food that we reserved at Yunhai Pavilion. Now we can only pack it all for you."
As she spoke, she took out various kinds of food and wine from her mustard seed bag, as well as a lot of clothes, shoes and socks.
"Since you want to go out and train until you can ascend before coming back, I think it will take at least a hundred years to complete. Life outside is hard, and it's not like the sect. Don't go to a world where you can't even find food to satisfy your cravings."
Shen Xinghai took these things and said shyly: "Thank you for your trouble, Senior Sister."
His eyes fell on Wen Yun again.
The queen raised her eyebrows and said, "Of course I also brought gifts for your farewell ceremony. Here, they are all for you."
She held up a piece of jade and said, "This is a new teleportation formation that I just researched a while ago. It's different from the previous formations that take time to activate. This new one only requires you to imprint a wisp of your soul into it. No matter how far away you are, you can be teleported back here instantly as long as you move your mind."
Wen Yun pointed at the land under his feet and said, "So even if you are swallowed by a beast, as long as it hasn't bitten you off, you can escape."
No matter what defensive magic weapon made from rare materials or treasures, or what invincible armor forged by the giants, none of them are as useful as this thing!
Shen Xinghai also understood how rare this thing was. He took the jade piece with a solemn expression and said seriously, "Junior Sister Wen, you must cherish this precious jade. Unless it is a matter of life and death, never use it carelessly!"
Wen Yun was stunned for a moment, and replied: "There's no need to cherish it so much, it can be used at least ten times."
"… "
Shen Xinghai was at a loss, but he still carefully put the jade piece close to his body.
Four figures rose up in the distance. It turned out that Lin Fan and his companions were getting ready to set off.
Shen Xinghai retracted his gaze and bowed to his two friends.
"It is time for me to go, you two. The day we meet again will be the day for me to ascend to heaven. Remember to warm up the wine and wait for me!"
However, the man with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes jumped onto the Yunjing Sword, and seemed to turn into a free and easy sword light and pierced into the sky. After a long time, his figure could not be seen anymore.
A sword cultivator should be free and happy like this.
It's just goodbye, and I don't know whether it will be a hundred years later or several hundred years later.
The door of the quiet courtyard was half-open. The ancient trees outside the courtyard were swaying in the wind. The mottled golden sunlight filtered through the gaps between the branches and leaves and fell on the ground. It was strangely quiet.
After a while, Meng Ran spoke worriedly, "Junior Brother Shen was supposed to go there for training, but you gave him the life-saving jade piece of teleportation, and it backfired, making him unable to face the danger and failing in his training?"
Wen Yun smiled and shook his head: "Senior Sister, you are wrong this time. If you are not wrong, they will probably experience all kinds of exciting dangers along the way. They will be trained from beginning to end. Next, we just have to wait in the sect."
After all, this is a team of five troublemakers, so why worry about trouble... Yes, is it an opportunity that has come to them
"If I'm not mistaken, those bandits are probably a large organization that specifically targets cultivators from the lower realms..." Lin Fan is the calmest and oldest among the group of people, and he is also the one who arranges the plan for bandit suppression and revenge.
"... He was the last one to ascend. The bandits were last seen in our western region. How about you go with him?"
No one objected. After all, everyone was the protagonist and acted in an orderly manner and valued their lives. No one suddenly jumped out and said they wanted to fight one-on-one when a group fight was possible.
However, most of them were the type who preferred to talk too much than to take action, so Lin Fan simply explained the plan and said nothing more.
However, the journey was long, and Shen Xinghai originally wanted to borrow the Nebula Shuttle, but it happened to be taken to the Winged Man for maintenance. The five of them had no choice but to fly westwards by flying swords or using magic weapons.
Shen Xinghai is a sword cultivator, so naturally he can fly a sword.
The other four people each drove a different magic weapon and flew forward in silence.
Shen Xinghai always felt that there was something strange about the four of them and glanced back secretly.
At this moment, the ring on his hand suddenly felt hot, and then an old voice sounded in his mind: "Are you curious about the origins of those four people?"
Shen Xinghai appeared calm on the surface, but in his mind he was already chatting with the Ringwraiths: "Senior Yang Xuan, I always feel that there is a fearful aura about them."
Immortal Venerable Yang Xuan had already told Shen Xinghai about his identity.
In fact, at the very beginning, he had thought about training Shen Xinghai to become a master, and then kill Shangxuan Immortal Venerable to avenge himself, and then let Shen Xinghai, the disciple, take charge of Dongxuan Sect again. This would be a perfect script.
However, even an old man like Yang Xuan Xianzun, who was used to the unpredictable things in the world, did not expect that a weirdo like Wen Yun would suddenly appear in the world and kill Shang Xuan Xianzun first!
The Dongxuan Sect had been struggling for the past ten thousand years, but it was directly disintegrated and even smaller than a medium-sized sect. Only Qingxuan and his disciple Liushan were struggling to support it. Yangxuan Immortal Venerable saw it and thought that it was the younger generations who had brought trouble upon themselves. Later on, they didn't even think about taking back the position of Sect Leader.
In comparison, it would be better not to let Shen Xinghai carry the heavy hatred of the past for him. After all, he was the boy he watched grow up, and they indeed had a deep master-disciple friendship over the years.
Immortal Venerable Yang Xuan sneered and said in a gentle voice, "Silly boy, why are you afraid of those four people? Are you afraid that they will succeed?"
"I'm not afraid, nor am I hostile to them. I just feel they are unfathomable."
Immortal Venerable Yang Xuan couldn't help laughing after hearing this answer, and laughed: "Let me tell you why, the four of them are just like you, they all have masters behind them!"
"I just observed it carefully. The flying technique used by Lin Fan is very special. It is a unique skill of the Floating Spirit Realm, and this world was destroyed ten thousand years ago. If I am not mistaken, the master behind him is probably the former master of the Floating Spirit Realm, Master Kong Ling!"
"And the master behind that slightly fat boy should be the last dragon spirit in the Canglong Realm!"
…
Perhaps because he had lived too long and knew a lot, the Immortal Venerable Yang Xuan carefully explained the support behind these people one by one.
Shen Xinghai was even more surprised by these big names and resounding titles: "There are such terrifying beings behind them!"
“Hey, you silly boy! How can they compare to you!” Immortal Yang Xuan’s voice was full of hatred: “I used to be the leader of the myriad worlds. Besides, those masters behind them are only left with their spirits, while the two people behind you are still alive and well!”
This is indeed the case.
Even though Shen Xinghai had the lowest cultivation level among the five-member team, the other four were indebted to Wen Yun and Ye Shubai, so they took extra care of Shen Xinghai on this level alone.
After spending more time together, everyone felt that they had similar interests.
The five of them exchanged their experiences in cultivation with each other, or discussed deep issues such as "the destiny of mankind is determined by nature and by nature", and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.
On this day, the five people who had been traveling for a long time landed at the edge of the western border and took a short rest.
This world is a prosperous upper world, named Qingluan World, because it is home to a large sect that specializes in recruiting disciples, so there are many cultivators in this world.
As soon as he entered the city, Shen Xinghai saw countless graceful figures walking in. Those walking in the streets were either bright and charming half-demon girls, or pure and reserved human girls, all of them had picturesque and stunning faces.
And their group also attracted the attention of the cultivators from the Qingluan Realm.
Five young monks with superb cultivation, each of them looks...
How should I put it? To describe it with a sentence from the storybook, it would be -
"Although his appearance is ordinary, upon closer inspection, his expression is exceptionally resolute and profound, and his temperament is transcendent and free and easy!"
Suddenly falling into this world full of cultivators, Shen Xinghai's whole body became stiff, and even his walking posture became weird. He was very careful to avoid bumping into the passing cultivators, and was extremely restrained.
Lin Fan, who was standing beside him, was relieved when he saw this, but he didn't say that he had never seen the world. Instead, he joked, "Brother Shen, why are you so timid after seeing the cultivation? You look like a teenage boy."
Shen Xinghai blushed slightly and explained in a low voice: "There are not many cultivators in my sect, and I don't know many cultivators."
There was one thing Shen Xinghai didn't say, which was that although this group of sword cultivators were usually noisy, they were always very respectful to the cultivators because of the existence of these two strange guys, Meng Ran and Wen Yun.
The first reaction of these idiots when they saw the white-haired cultivator was "Her cultivation seems to be quite good, I want to compete with her" and "She is a novice, I can send her flying with one sword", etc. They had no fancy thoughts about the beautiful white-haired cultivator.
Shen Xinghai was young and handsome, so over the years, many people, whether they were his fellow sisters from the Qingliu Sword Sect or the foreign cultivators in Baiyun City, had expressed their admiration for him.
However, Shen Xinghai was a crazy cultivator. During the past one hundred years, there were only three people who were close to him: Senior Sister Meng Ran, Junior Sister Wen, and the old lady who sold wolf-tooth potatoes at the mountain gate.
If he is really the male protagonist in the story, then he probably got a script without a CP.
In comparison, Lin Fan and the other three were obviously different.
As soon as they entered the inn, one of the brothers bumped into a little girl who was running down the stairs in a hurry. The girl leaned in his arms, her pretty face slightly flushed. After whispering "I'm sorry", she ran away.
Shen Xinghai avoided him from a distance, fearing that he would accidentally bump into someone else. However, when he was about to continue walking up, he found that this brother was standing still.
He was curious: "Brother Zhao, what's going on?"
Zhao Ao's face showed a hint of amusement, and he said, "My mustard seed capsule was taken away by that little girl. You guys take a rest first, and I'll go and catch this cunning little thief."
Shen Xinghai was stunned, frowned and thought to himself: "At such a young age, you actually come to steal things, how shameless."
But what he couldn't understand was why Zhao Ao was able to get something back even though it was stolen? If it were him, let alone a mustard seed capsule, even if it was a piece of source crystal, he would be so angry that he would break the thief's arm!
Lin Fan patted Shen Xinghai on the shoulder, lowered his head and laughed: "Don't worry about Brother Zhao. We brothers have been together for several years. Let's buy some good wine to reward us."
Qian Ao, who was standing at the back, also smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, forget it, let's go and ask the waiter to bring a pot of wine."
Unfortunately, the wine was never served.
Shen Xinghai personally witnessed Qian Ao walk down the stairs towards the waiter, but just a few steps away, he heard a strange cry.
In front of the medical clinic next to the inn, a delicate girl knelt down and begged the doctor with tears in her eyes to help save her sister.
However, the medical practitioner nearby was helpless and advised kindly: "Miss Ling, it's not that we can't help you, but the Blood Spirit Grass can only be found in certain lower realms, and we can't find it. We are really in trouble for your sister's illness."
Just then, a low voice was heard.
"Miss, please stand up. We can save your sister."
The beautiful girl was dazed when she was helped up by Qian Ao. He looked at her gently from behind and whispered, "This is the Blood Spirit Grass."
The young lady was overjoyed, looking at Qian Ao with tears in her beautiful eyes, she held his hand tightly and then let go.
Qian Ao smiled helplessly, turned around and looked at the other three teammates, and said guiltily: "You three drink, I will go to rescue people first and come back later!"
Shen Xinghai was puzzled: "Since that cultivator only wants the Blood Spirit Grass, and there are so many medical cultivators nearby, if Fellow Daoist Qian wants to save people, why not just give the immortal grass to the medical cultivators and let them save people? Why go by yourself?"
Lin Fan was choked. For a moment, he felt that what Shen Xinghai said was very reasonable and he could not refute it.
Not long after, the third brother, Sun Ao, also left. When he left, he said that he was going to the largest auction house in Qingluan Realm to look for some treasures. However, Lin Fan and Shen Xinghai waited for him in the inn until night but he did not come back.
Finally, a message came: "I met your long-lost sister at the auction. Please don't wait."
Lin Fan sat by the window of the inn, holding the wine cup, sipping it slowly and carefully.
Shen Xinghai appeared calm on the surface, but he was still confused in his heart.
We had agreed to take a night's rest before continuing to suppress the bandits, so why did three of them run away in the middle of the journey
Lin Fan seemed to understand Shen Xinghai's confusion. He murmured and filled his glass with wine: "I'm afraid that this time only the two of you will go together to eliminate the bandits."
Shen Xinghai: "Wait for them?"
"They may be about to start a new journey, so please don't disturb them." Lin Fan waved to the waiter beside him and said, "Pack some food for them."
He turned back to look at Shen Xinghai and said loudly: "Let's leave tomorrow morning."
That being said, Shen Xinghai, who had been stood up twice before, learned his lesson this time and no longer naively believed Lin Fan's words as before.
If I guessed correctly, Lin Fan was just like those three people. He ran away with his luggage overnight and followed a confidante to wander around the world.
Anyway, the only one left is Shen Xinghai himself.
So when Lin Fan showed up at the door of the inn as promised the next day, Shen Xinghai was actually a little surprised.
How could Lin Ao, who grew up in the lower world, be a fool? He could almost instantly see the emotions on Shen Xinghai's face.
He continued to explain: "The three of us, Daoist Fellow Zhao, are very similar. We have never had any romantic relationships, so naturally we would not experience such situations."
As if provoked by the three brothers before, Lin Fan sighed and said helplessly: "I had a fiancée at the beginning, but she was sick with a strange disease and couldn't practice cultivation, so she broke off the engagement with me. Since then, I have realized a truth, love is just a passing cloud, only practicing cultivation is the right way!"
Shen Xinghai was silent. After hearing the second half of the sentence, he chose to swallow back the words "Yeah, too".
He doesn't think that male love is just a passing cloud!
The team of five people at the beginning turned out to be a two-person team like this later.
Shen Xinghai and Lin Fan's pursuit was not in vain. When they passed through a certain lower realm, they heard about the bandits' activities.
It is understandable that these bandits took advantage of the fact that the people in the lower world knew nothing about the situation in the upper world, and they unscrupulously pretended to be the so-called "immortals" and "gods" to do evil in the lower world, enjoying the status of the supreme ruler of a world and accepting the offerings and worship of the people in the lower world.
It was precisely because the tiger skin they pulled was too big that their position was exposed.
These roving bandits are cunning, but Shen Xinghai and Lin Fan are also vegetarians.
Along the way, whenever they encountered danger, they were always able to turn it into safety miraculously, and even turned misfortune into fortune and gained many opportunities, as if they were blessed by fate.
In the chase, they finally found the bandits' lair.
This is a seemingly ordinary upper world where cultivators from all walks of life come and go, but they come and go not for trade or training, but because this world is a notorious den of money.
Casinos, brothels, and even slave trade, all kinds of shady activities are most prevalent here.
Those bandits would kidnap some handsome male monks from the lower world and throw them up, or directly imprison monks from the lower world and throw them up, and they all became goods here.
Shen Xinghai and Lin Fan had just settled down in this world when a bandit-like man came up to them to sell the fox tribe's slaves.
If both of them knew that now was a good time to take action, they would probably have to restrain themselves and draw their swords to kill the old bandit on the spot.
The two brothers found an inn to stay in, but the prices here were surprisingly similar to those in Yunhai City. It would cost hundreds of source crystals to stay there for one night.
Of course, since Lin Fan had just ascended to heaven not long ago and his pocket was quite short, these source crystals were still paid for by Shen Xinghai.
As dusk fell, the noise outside the inn not only did not become quieter, but became even louder and louder. The bright light made the streets and alleys seem as if it were daytime, accompanied by the sound of people clinking glasses and toasting downstairs, creating a dreamy scene of decadence and debauchery.
Lin Fan's aura had become extremely weak without anyone noticing. If Shen Xinghai was in the same room with him, and the two of them were quite familiar with each other, he would probably not have been able to detect his presence.
He looked at Shen Xinghai, somewhat worriedly: "Brother Shen, you haven't ascended yet. If you meet a master again, your life may be in danger!"
Shen Xinghai wiped the tip of the Yunjing sword and raised his head, saying lightly: "Sir, Master Ye once said that as long as your sword is fast enough, no one can catch up with you."
All those who pursued were killed.
Hearing that Ye Shubai said this, Lin Fan couldn't help but be stunned. He looked at Shen Xinghai fixedly, as if he had suddenly realized something.
But soon he shook his head, and that moment was the time for enlightenment and improvement.
Lin Fan said sternly: "In that case, it's up to you to divert the attention of the bandits and rescue all the enslaved people to prevent accidental injuries. Then we can work together to kill these beasts completely!"
Shen Xinghai raised the Yunjing Sword, his eyes full of determination—
"Even if there are tens of thousands of bandits, I will still go!"
According to the script, Shen Xinghai is now going to cause a big commotion in the bandits' lair, Wanhua Tower, and then have an argument and a fight with the bandits inside, and finally create a huge riot to create an opportunity for Lin Fan to rescue people.
It is actually quite difficult to cause trouble. Although Shen Xinghai is an honest and kind person, there are not many people around him who are good at causing trouble.
Zhu Erchong's ability to arouse hatred alone is enough for Shen Xinghai to use.
So he imitated Brother Zhu's style, successfully angered the manager of Wanhua Tower, and started his fate of being hunted down.
Shen Xinghai was flying in the air with his sword. All of a sudden, there was a long street of lights under his feet. Behind him, there were all kinds of curses and shouts, and from time to time, there were hidden weapons and talismans attacking him.
Immortal Yang Xuan kept reminding Shen Xinghai to be careful of hidden weapons, and he reacted very quickly, not a single hair of his was damaged the whole time.
"If we delay for another hour, I think Brother Lin will be able to rescue the imprisoned victims. Then we can join forces to encircle and destroy these beasts!"
Shen Xinghai was just about to turn and fly to the west, where there was an empty valley. Shen Xinghai and Lin Fan had been setting up operations there for several years, using all kinds of killing moves and formations, just waiting to lure the bandits over and catch them in a trap.
However, Shen Xinghai missed one layer.
Unexpectedly, among the bandits chasing him, there appeared a powerful man with unfathomable strength!
The sound of breaking air behind him was getting closer and closer to Shen Xinghai, and the huge pressure brought by the difference in cultivation level made him feel as if he was carrying two towering mountains on his shoulders. Even the Yunjing Sword could not withstand such pressure, and the sword body emitted a slight hum.
He gritted his teeth and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his lips.
Immortal Yang Xuan's voice was very urgent: "Silly boy, use the teleportation jade piece that Wen Yun gave you to escape! This person is at least at the peak of the Ascension Realm, and you can't even resist one of his moves!"
"You, you can escape now!"
"If you run away now, all these years will be wasted!"
"If you run away, Fellow Daoist Lin will surely encounter great disaster!"
"As monks, how can we be the ones who shrink back and abandon our companions?!"
Shen Xinghai desperately used his energy to drive the Yunjing Sword. With the help of this peerless sword, his speed of flying the sword increased a little bit.
The bandit leader behind him also noticed the beauty of the Cloud Crystal Sword. His eyes lit up and he said, "This sword is a good thing! Remember to keep it for me!"
The opponent seemed to be determined that Shen Xinghai would escape, or perhaps was afraid that the Yunjing Sword would be damaged, so he also attacked Shen Xinghai, following him like a cat chasing a mouse.
Shen Xinghai vomited another mouthful of blood.
Immortal Yang Xuan was so angry that he yelled, "Run! Do you want to die here?"
"You're going to die!" Shen Xinghai vomited blood while explaining to Immortal Venerable Yang Xuan: "The jade piece that Junior Sister Wen gave me can teleport instantly... If you encounter a situation where you are sure to be killed, it will be too late to escape."
Immortal Venerable Yang Xuan was extremely angry and retorted: "You mean to say that being chased by dozens of Ascension-stage masters and a top-level powerful being is also a situation where I am sure to be killed?!"
"There is still a glimmer of hope, even if it is a situation where you are sure to be killed." Shen Xinghai's eyes were as bright as stars.
The pursuer behind him was only a shot's distance away from him, but he still did not use the jade piece, but ran towards the valley like lightning.
"As long as Junior Sister Wen's transmission jade piece is here, I will definitely not die, so... I can challenge more limits!"
Not only was Immortal Yang Xuan not moved by the spirit of this younger generation, he just wanted to curse him.
"Fuck! Are you out of your mind? Wen Yun gave you that piece of teleportation jade so that you can escape, not to provide you with more opportunities to commit suicide!"
However, Shen Xinghai had no time to respond.
The bandit leader finally lost interest in the chase, and his cultivation completely exploded, suppressing Shen Xinghai.
Shen Xinghai clenched his teeth and his eyes turned red.
You can retreat!
Junior Sister Wen sent the jade piece to me so that I could challenge my limits with peace of mind. How could I back down when facing danger
Shen Xinghai roared, and the source of energy in his body surged wildly. The Yunjing Sword also cut out a beautiful light, which quickly crossed the sky in the darkness, carrying him to narrowly avoid this fatal situation, and flew straight towards the valley within his sight.
If there were other people present, they would be able to use the sword light to clearly see the ray of calamity cloud above the sword cultivator's head.