Chapter 699: Hidden Crisis

Huantianya gave birth to a sense, which made Yang Fan extremely happy. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and sighed in his heart: "It seems that I was in the wrong place."

The news from Qin Wang was that his sister Huixin was probably the amazing woman who was rising like a comet in the Immortal Dao Sect…

However, following the tone of Bai Ze and others just now, there were four great geniuses in the Immortal Dao Sect, and even geniuses such as Junior Sister Nangong were not able to enter this list.

It can be imagined how qualified it would be to be in the "Nine Peaks of Immortals" in the Great Qin Immortal Cultivation Holy Land, the "Immortals Sect" of the first sect of the righteous path.

Originally, Yang Fan was a little suspicious, whether it was a coincidence. As far as he knew, his sister Huixin seemed to have no roots in cultivating immortals.

But now that Huantianya has aroused the induction, Yang Fan has no doubts anymore. After all, he was just a low-level cultivator at the time, and it is not surprising that he did not see his unawakened spiritual root constitution.

"Stop!!" A thunderous voice came from a high altitude from afar. A team of law enforcement monks flew over in the flash of escape light.

This team of law enforcement monks has about twenty people, and their cultivation is first-class in the Nascent Soul stage, but the middle-aged man with the national face has reached the early stage of the God Transformation, and is obviously a law enforcement captain.

The five people on the sky blue bird all felt an inexplicable pressure.

"Who is this foreign monk?"

The law enforcement captain looked at Yang Fan with a bright look.

As one of the top sects in the Qin Dynasty, the Immortal Dao Sect naturally has a way to distinguish between disciples from disciples in the sect and disciples in the sect.

If a disciple in the sect has an identity token in his hands, it would be like a fool to talk to ordinary people if they want to get in among the millions of people.

"Haha!! It turns out it's Deacon Sun, that's it..."

Senior Brother Bai Ze walked over with apologized and whispered a few words.

"It turned out to be the guest invited by Junior Sister Nangong for Master."

Deacon Sun suddenly said, and changed his subject: "But even so, you need to follow the procedures and record the information."

"This is what you deserve." Senior Brother Bai Ze said with a smile.

After getting things done in a few words, it can be seen that he is well-known in the sect.

Seeing this, Junior Sister Nangong gave him a little thanks, and Senior Brother Bai Ze was secretly happy.

Soon, Deacon Sun gave Yang Fan a wooden token and asked him to enter his identity, name and things, etc.

Then, Yang Fan brought the wooden token in his hand and shuttled through the crowd of millions of monks, without any obstacles.

Yang Fan squinted his eyes and looked at the wooden token in his hand. In addition to some patterns, the word "威" was also engraved.

The token material is very ordinary. If you use a little power, you can shatter it. It seems that Yang Fan is just enjoying the treatment of an ordinary visitor.

After flying to the "Lingding Fairy Peak", Senior Brother Bai Ze, Huang Fu, and the beautiful woman in red dress went their own way, not to mention it.

Then, Nangong Hanyu made gestures with her hands, and a blue light flew in a certain direction with Yang Fan, silent all the way.

After a moment, the two of them descended in front of a delicate and unique cave.

A stone tablet in front of the cave house marked: Nangong Han, a disciple of the third generation, was obviously annotating the information of the owner of this cave house.

Yang Fan was slightly stunned. Is it inappropriate to take him a strange man into the cave?

Logically speaking, there should be guest rooms in the sect.

However, after entering the cave, Yang Fan realized that he had thought wrongly. Inside the cave, there were towers and gardens, cold ponds, and even ready-made guest rooms.

Moreover, there were ten outer disciples under Nangong Han’s name, who had been serving him for many years and lived in the cave.

"Fellow Fellow Daoist Yang, let's live here for the time being."

Nangong Han took him to a delicate and unique room, and looked at the layout inside, which was simple and clean, with a faint fragrance.

Of course, Yang Fan didn't care, but Nangong Han's second half of the sentence made him speechless: "This place used to be where my sisters from my classmates lived when they were guests. You should be careful not to get dirty..."

When she said this, Nangong Han rarely smiled, and she had a touch of playful daughter's appearance, which was completely different from her always arrogant and elegant temperament.

She just subconsciously joked about Yang Fan, but quickly returned to normal, and was puzzled in her heart. How could she joke with a man she had first met? She didn't feel much guarded.

Perhaps it was Yang Fan's natural and close aura that made him easy to deal with people, especially the opposite sex.

"I see……"

Yang Fan shrugged his nose, smelled the faint fragrance, and looked at the interior decoration, but he was helpless.

I think with Nangong Han's personality, most of the guest rooms in the mansion are "scented boudoirs" where sisters come to live.

"You can stay here for a few days. You can stroll within a hundred miles of my cave, but you can't run far, otherwise I can't afford to break into any forbidden area."

Before leaving, Nangong Han gave a message.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything random."

Yang Fan said casually, and the next moment he felt that this was ambiguous. Fortunately, Nangong Han didn't notice it.

After Nangong Han left, Yang Fan set up a restriction in the house, then raised his hand and stroked it. The green crystal light rippled, and a man who looked exactly like him appeared in front of him.

"Well, stay here and let me go out for a walk."

Yang Fan just agreed to Nangong Han and when she turned around and left, she immediately left.

Swish!!

He easily escaped into the earth and left Nangong Han's cave.

"How come I have a strange feeling?"

Nangong Han expanded his spiritual sense and swept Yang Fan's guest room. He found that he was meditating and restless.

Yang Fan's true self converged his breath and quietly shuttled under the earth like a fish in water.

However, he later discovered that there were too many monks in Lingding Immortal Peak, with a total of one million. Even if he was shuttled under the earth, he could occasionally see a few "comrades".

If these "comrades" are not practicing earth escape, they have other ways and are wandering under the earth.

With Yang Fan's ability to control the earth, it is easy to hide the sight of these people.

Soon, he left the cave a hundred miles away and regarded Nangong Han's words as wind in his ears.

"The sphere of influence of this Immortal Dao Sect is too large. Just a main peak can lead to a million cultivators. Looking for one person is like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Yang Fan frowned slightly, and he definitely did not dare to use his spiritual sense to scan. As the leader of the righteous path, there are countless powerful people in the Immortal Dao Sect, and there are definitely more than a few who can pose a threat to Yang Fan.

When he dived to a place deep in the mountains, he suddenly sensed a layer of restriction in front of him.

"Is it a forbidden area of ​​the 'Xiandao Sect'?"

Yang Fan's heart moved.

Soon, he approached the ban and was isolated by a layer of purple light spots.

Depending on the situation, I think it is set, and people can be seen in the ban.

Yang Fan unfolded his senses and controlled the earth.

In an instant, he completely controlled the situation within the ban.

"Everything is under the control of the 'Prince'. For example, the Huangwu Hou lineage in Wuzhou is in name only. The one who truly has the right to speak in this continent is the immortal cultivation sect led by the Immortal Dao Sect. Qin Emperor was dissatisfied with this, but it was difficult to shake this sect. Now, the ace killer of the 'Tiansha Pavilion' attack, and Huangwu Hou will also suffer severe damage even if he does not die. At that time, as long as he joins the 'Tianmo Sect', he will be able to capture the entire 'Tianwuzhou' in one fell swoop."

The person who spoke was a man wearing a clown mask, his voice was erratic and difficult to capture even if it was within the ban.

"That's good. I have been lurking in the 'Xiandao Sect' for so many years and finally waited for this day."

Opposite the man with clown mask is a white-eyed old man sitting cross-legged on a turtle, but he has a childish face and looks like a fairy-like figure.

When Yang Fan's senses were everywhere, he felt a great pressure.

The cultivation of these two people is superior to that of him, and they may be great monks who transform the gods.

The clown masked man brought him strange and unpredictable, and the white-browed old man had at least confronted Yun Jiang Lu Xiang.

Yang Fan thought to himself that if he did not use the [Huanglong Crown], he would not be able to compete with the great monk of the God Transformation.

Here, two great monks of the God Transformation appeared one after another. One of them came from. The latter had been involved in the "Immortal Dao Sect" for many years.

Fortunately, while controlling the earth, Yang Fan was careful not to let the two of them discover it.

"Plan is always a plan. When you are in the 'Xiandao Sect', you must control the changes here at any time."

The man in the clown mask said lightly.

"Hmph, I naturally know this. But you rashly entered the important place of the "Immortal Dao Sect" and talked with me intimately whether it was too ruthless. Fortunately, the immortal immortal of "Bai Yu Laoxian" is in seclusion..."

The two whispered a few more words and went their separate ways.

From beginning to end, Yang Fan merged with the earth, like a dead corpse with no sign of life.

When the two left, he breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself: "It seems that a great disaster is coming, and it seems that even the "Xiandao Sect" who does not participate in secular struggles has been brought in."

After a while, he left here.

After wandering around like this for a long time, Yang Fan finally became impatient and simply knocked out a vulgar monk who was sneaking around under the soil layer, and then used the magic of ecstasy and asked him several questions in his insanity.

The magic of ecstasy is a wide variety of immortal cultivation world, and it is difficult to succeed for those with similar cultivation levels. However, this vulgar monk is just a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and Yang Fan easily succeeds.

Yang Fan asked, and the vulgar monk answered.

"...One of the four rookie geniuses in this sect is indeed one of the surname Yang, who is called "Fairy Huiyu", who is a genius who has risen in the past one or two hundred years."

The vulgar monk replied.

"Oh? Then tell me where she lives?" Yang Fan asked.

"As far as she is concerned, she should be in the seventh level of the 'Lingding Fairy Peak' "Bailing Heavenly Garden."

"Bailing Heavenly Garden? How do I find it there?" Yang Fan's heart became more and more urgent.

After some cross-examination, he got a jade slip map from the storage bag of the vulgar monk, which contained the general map route of the Immortal Dao Sect's "Lingding Xian Peak".

Yang Fan copied one, preparing to eliminate the memory in this person's mind, and went to "Bailing Heavenly Garden" to find Sister Huixin.

However, he suddenly looked at the vulgar monk and asked casually: "You are sneaking around here, what are your ideas?"

In his obscene state, this vulgar monk had to answer from the truth. After listening to it, Yang Fan showed a strange look on his face.
Chapter completed!