I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

The white-haired old man was shocked.

When did this person appear.

Why can't they feel the slightest fluctuation of each other's spiritual power?

"This person must be the Old Demon Crab after he seized the house. I will make a quick move and kill this person."

The white-haired old man let out a loud shout, and a breath of a sixth-grade golden core stage burst out suddenly, and the eight black-robed men around heard the words and started casting spells at the same time.

"Fellow Daoist, are you afraid that you may have misunderstood something?"

Hearing the other party say Old Devil Xie, Bu Fan subconsciously associated it with Taoist Xie. Could it be that these people are members of the Blood Demon Cult?

"Old Devil Crab, don't play tricks!"

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, threw out his staff, and quickly made a tactic with both hands. The staff floating in mid-air suddenly shone brightly and slashed at Bu Fan.

The eight black-robed men also sacrificed their magic weapons one after another. These magic weapons include knives, spears, and hammers, and they all smashed together.

"Why?"

Bu Fan sighed.

He really didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for himself, but who would have thought that this white-haired old man would not listen to explanations at all, and kept imagining that he was Taoist Xie.

Seeing the wand strike, he mobilized his spiritual power and performed the Taiyi Golden Body Art, his body instantly turned into a golden man. This was the aura he gained from the duel with the virtual Taoist Xie.

Under the blessing of Taiyi Golden Body Art, the physical body will become stronger.

Then he clenched his fist and punched it away.

"boom!"

This punch was earth-shattering, and it hit the staff like pinching tofu, smashing the staff to pieces, the white-haired old man was shocked, the spiritual power in his body backfired, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

At the same time, the aftermath of the collision and explosion of the fists and staffs sent the eight black-robed men flying, and their magic weapons shattered like the staffs.

"Who the hell are you?"

The white-haired old man was shocked.

He couldn't imagine that someone could smash his middle-grade magic weapon to pieces with physical strength alone.

Moreover, the opponent's expression looked extremely relaxed, as if it was just a random blow just now.

Obviously, the opponent's punch just now was merciless.

"There is no one named Xie Laomo here, please go back." Bu Fan turned his back to them and shook his hand.

The white-haired old man was silent for a moment, cupped his fists, looked at the eight black-robed men, "Let's go!"

The eight men in black robes also clasped their fists to salute him, then turned around, turned into several rainbows, and shot away.

Bu Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now he punched with all his strength, just to frighten these people, it seems that the result is obvious.

Although he could easily deal with these people with his strength, it would only cause him more trouble in the future.

From the cultivation bases of the few people just now, a sixth-rank Golden Core cultivator and eight seventh- and eighth-rank Foundation Establishment cultivators can see that the background of the Blood Demon Cult is probably higher than that of Tianxuanmen.

You know, the Nascent Soul monks of Tianxuanmen are all at the level of elders, but they are only the leader of the Blood Demon Sect.

Maybe there is an old monster in the Blood Demon Cult who has surpassed the Nascent Soul stage.

This is why he chose to keep these people alive.

Of course, if these people had a little bit of hatred towards him just now, he wouldn't mind leaving these people's lives in the back mountain.

This is also one of the uses of hatred value that he only recently discovered.

As long as there is hatred, there is no need to show mercy.

And the noise of this confrontation naturally attracted the attention of the villagers not far away.

Soon, it became a hot topic in the village.

Afterwards, Bu Fan put the matter of the Blood Demon Sect behind him, and started happily doing tasks again.

It's just that he recently discovered that the little white donkey's appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and a bag of grain can't satisfy the little white donkey's appetite at all. Originally, he thought that the fairy beast was like this.

It was not until the afternoon when he went to visit Li Langzhong that the little white donkey hiccupped after eating a 60-year-old ginseng plant from Li Langzhong, and he understood the key reason.

Bu Fan patted his head.

Why didn't he think of that.

Cultivators need aura to cultivate, and immortal pets also need it, and the way to obtain aura is either by absorbing it yourself or by external force.

The reason why the little white donkey has such a big appetite must be to obtain the spiritual energy it needs from the food, but unfortunately there is very little spiritual energy in the food, so it can only eat desperately.

Just the panacea, he is gone.

It seems that in the future, we can only find some spiritual herbs for the little white donkey.

Just do it when you think of it, and when there is no task, Bu Fan will take the little white donkey and run into the mountains, not for anything else, just to find spiritual herbs, or some old herbs.

It's just that the spirit grass is not easy to find. After wandering the entire back mountain forest, I can only find three herbs of a certain age.

But seeing the little white donkey eating satisfactorily, Bu Fan also felt better.

He has always been alone, but since he had the little white donkey, these days have not been so peaceful.

Thinking of the little white donkey who often made trouble in the village, Bu Fan smiled.

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[Han Gang: In the early days of Yuanying, the current leader of the Blood Demon Sect, because you showed mercy to his subordinates, he became somewhat interested in you]

In the early stage of the Nascent Soul?

Bu Fan's eyes lit up.

He was tired of confronting the fictitious person of Daoist Xie, and now he sent a tool person.

I don't know what Han Gang's method is?

Enter the mock showdown.

After a while, Bu Fan was a little disappointed.

Compared with Daoist Xie, Han Gang is more than 01:30 points behind. Although it is not an instant kill, he can always beat Han Gang.

Therefore, even if Han Gang came to the door, Bu Fan had nothing to be afraid of.

as predicted.

One night, the weather was slightly cool.

A figure suddenly appeared in the mid-air of Gaga Village and stood still, as if waiting for something.

Bu Fan closed his eyes and meditated in the room, and suddenly sighed, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the room. The ears of the little white donkey in the room moved, looked at the position where Bu Fan disappeared, and tilted the donkey's head.

"I thought the Fellow Daoists would never show up!"

The elegant man in black robe in front of him smiled lightly.

"I don't know why you came here?"

Bu Fan knew who the person in front of him was without asking. Could it be that the legend said that the younger one came, the older one came, the older one came, and the older one came?

"Han Gang, dare to ask the name of your friend?" Han Gang did not answer immediately, but asked.

"Wang Lin!" Bu Fan thought for a while.

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Wang. A few days ago, my disciples had no intention of offending Fellow Daoist. I apologize to Fellow Daoist." Han Gang clasped his fists and said.

Isn't this Han Gang an evil cultivator?

How did you learn the twists and turns of people on the right path?

"Fellow Daoist, why don't you just tell me what you're here for?" Bu Fan said.

"Fresh, then I won't go around the corner anymore. There is a traitor under my sect. After many investigations by my disciples, I finally confirmed that the traitor's aura stays here. Dare I ask you, have you ever seen this person?"

Han Gang flipped his palm, and a picture scroll appeared out of thin air, unfolded in the air, and inside was a portrait of Taoist Xie.

"You should know this thing!"

Bu Fan took out the Soul Gathering Cauldron from the inventory.