At this time, Jing Wen came up. The white-haired old man saluted Gao Fan and said, "Little old man Jing Wen, I have seen the immortal."

Gao Fan nodded, patted his storage bag, and took out his identity token.

The brass token has the words 'Xuan Nan Zong' on the front, and the relief of the roar of beasts on the back. The most special thing is that there is a lightning pattern on the token, which is constantly fluctuating. Critical moments

, Gao Fan input a ray of his own spiritual power, and sure enough, the entire brass token emitted amazing light waves:

The identity token proves the monk's sect affiliation. Only Gao Fan's spiritual power can activate this token, so it cannot be counterfeited at all.

Among them, there is the secret formation of the sect. Even if others get this token, it is just a piece of scrap metal.

"Immortal!" After proving Gao Fan's identity, Jing Wen's eyes turned red. He looked at Gao Fan excitedly and said: "Immortal, many young people in our town have suffered. Please ask the Immortal to save us."

Water and fire." As he said this, the white-haired old man couldn't help but shed muddy tears when he thought of the deaths of so many outstanding hunters.

The surrounding mountain people even cried out in sorrow.

Gao Fan became really serious, nodded, looked at Jing Wen and said: "Old sir, take me to see the body first."

"Don't worry, everyone, since I'm here... I won't let any mountain people be harmed again!"

Indeed, Gao Fan's first step is to at least determine what kind of demonic insect it is. Because this is a remote place, the mission records of Xuannanzong are also extremely vague. It only says that this place has been harassed by demonic insects, but what exactly is it?

The task account book is also written very vaguely.

Now, Gao Fan is almost blind and does not understand the situation here.

"Okay, okay." Seeing that Gao Fan didn't want to accept Feng Yan, didn't want money, and just came to see the body, the old man was relieved. The sect really sent a good person.

In the eyes of these secular people, immortal cultivators are almost like gods in the sky.

"Actually, I can't fly at all. Only monks in the foundation-building stage can fly."

Jing Quan'er followed her grandfather, and after a while, they came to Yi Zhuang outside the town. Quan'er stuck out her tongue and didn't dare to go in. Gao Fan turned around and smiled and said: "With uncle's warm embrace, don't be afraid."

Quan'er didn't want to be taken advantage of by Gao Fan, so she rolled her eyes at Gao Fan and waited outside Yizhuang. However, her watery eyes were really bright, like a glance at a clear spring, and instead saw Gao Fan move. After a while, a group of children

When the child came, Quan'er was actually the eldest sister among them.

"Big sister, you are not 'big' at all. You have a unique touch. You need my big hand's help."

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Jing Wen took Gao Fan into the Yi Zhuang. The old man's eyes turned red and he barely shed tears. He lit an incense stick and worshiped all the coffins. Gao Fan suddenly lost his joking expression, because in front of him, there were

There are a total of eighteen coffins. In the mountains, they are all made of logs. They have no paint and even smell of wood.

But among them, he is the strongest man, the happiness of eighteen families, the husband of many women, the father of babies, and the son of an old man!

But just like that, each one disappeared and became a cold corpse!

"Damn monster!"

Gao Fan is not afraid of demonic insects. This time, I will destroy you! Xuannan Zong accepts the tribute from Zhenzi, so he naturally wants to protect the safety of the village.

With a cry, the log coffin was opened, and Gao Fan, even though he was a monk, took a step back. The body was completely pale, without any blood. The blood had been sucked dry, and there was no trace left. The first step, Gao Fan

Fan knew that this was a blood evil insect that liked to absorb blood, and it was all the blood of strong men.

"The blood evil is the strongest... There are no spiritual things here, and insects can't get spiritual things, so it's not a bad idea to kill a strong man and absorb the blood evil."

But why are there high-level monster insects in this desert by the sea?

"What's going on?" He frowned and whispered.

Gao Fan tried hard to hold back, but when Jing Wen opened the second coffin, he spit it out with a loud sound. Without him, his head was shattered, and most of the brain was sucked out. The colorful and white mixture

Being together, that smell, that miserable scene, although Gao Fan is a monk, he is just a young man.

"Thank you for your hard work," the old man hurriedly took out a kind of fruit wine and handed it to Gao Fan.

Gao Fan took a sip, and his eyes suddenly lit up. This was not a spirit wine, but it was brewed from a hundred kinds of wild fruits, and with a unique technique, it was really the pinnacle of wine. Moreover, drinking this fruit wine would make you feel like you were in a new state.

Shutai actually has the effect of stabilizing the Taoist mind.

"Thank you very much, mayor."

Gao Fan was much calmer, and the mayor said respectfully: "Immortal, I will give you this gourd fruit wine."

Gao Fan nodded, he would fight a bloody battle for these people, and collecting a gourd of fruit wine was nothing. After putting the fruit wine away, Gao Fan continued to read, and gradually, he seemed to smell other smells.

"this?"

Gao Fan was very confused. He was a monk, so his senses were more precise. However, the smell was so thin that Gao Fan couldn't react for a while.

"ah!"

At this moment, Jing Quan'er's voice came from outside the door.

"

Hehe, did you miss me?" Gao Fan strode out and saw a boy teasing Jing Quan'er!

Gao Fan was furious, wasn't I green?

(This is green. When did Jing Quan'er become Gao Fan's?)

Gao Fan stepped forward, lifted the boy up, and said angrily: "A boy who is already seven years old bullies a little girl. What kind of man is he? He is a man, fight me!"

Depend on!

Gao Fan is about to punch a seven-year-old man!

The little boy kept struggling and angrily got rid of Gao Fan's control. He said loudly: "Sister, sister, I want to eat candy. Hey, uncle's wine gourd is here?" As he said, the boy put Gao Fan's waist

He grabbed the wine gourd and said, "My uncle's wine gourd. I can't bear to take a sip or two of it every year. Haha, I still have more than half of the gourd."

Gao Fan felt ashamed. He had just drank a few big gulps. It turned out that even the mayor was reluctant to drink such a rare fruit wine once or twice. He must have looked at Gao Fan as if he was gargling his mouth after drinking so much.

Fruit wine, the mayor is heartbroken.

At this time, Jing Wen came up and scolded: "Little Hu'er, don't make trouble, this is the Immortal Chief."

"You are the immortal!" The seven-year-old little Hu'er suddenly stopped making trouble. After struggling, he kowtowed to Gao Fan ten times in a row! Dong-dong-dong, kowtowed in succession.

Gao Fan was also shocked. Even if I wanted your cousin, it shouldn't be this etiquette.

"Brother-in-law, get up." Gao Fan said with a smile.

At this time, Xiao Hu's eyes were wide open, filled with anticipation, as if a star was rising. Xiao Hu hugged Gao Fan and retreated in anticipation, and said happily: "The immortal is here, and my father will be back."

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"My mother said that my father has gone to a place far, far away to hunt beasts. Only the immortal can take me to see my father."

"Chief Immortal, have you brought my father back?"

"Xian Chang, tell my father that I want that kind of hawthorn cake. Every time my father carries prey to the market, he will buy me hawthorn cake when he comes back. I want it this time. Moreover, when the little tiger grows up, he will not bully me.

My sister, this time my sister and I ate the hawthorn cake together. My sister kept crying last night, and my mother also cried too..."

Gao Fan's smile stopped instantly and his big hands trembled. Jing Quan'er thought of her dead distant cousin and tears filled her eyes.

Gao Fan did not turn his head, but he knew that Xiaohu's father was in a coffin behind him.

"Okay, wait for uncle." Gao Fan said in his heart: "Wait for uncle to avenge you!"

Eighteen lives!
Chapter completed!