Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

With the demise of Murong Jue and his minions, Xueting Village finally ushered in the long-awaited peace.

The night sky was inky black with many stars, as if silently celebrating this victory.

Lin Fan stood under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village. The breeze blew the corners of his clothes. His eyes penetrated the layers of fog and seemed to be able to see a more distant future.

"Master Lin Fan, please teach us the techniques of cultivating immortality!"

A group of young men from the village surrounded Lin Fan, their eyes full of desire and longing.

Their eyes reflect starlight, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Jiang Shuiling stood aside, frowning slightly.

She knew that the path to becoming an immortal was extremely difficult and that only those with extraordinary talents could embark on this path.

She reminded him softly, "To practice the technique, you first need to identify your spiritual roots. Without spiritual roots, you are like an elm tree, unable to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth."

At this time, the teacher slowly walked to Lin Fan's side, looked at the children who were full of expectation, and slowly said: "Lin Fan, teach them the skills. How can we know if we don't try it?"

These words were like the morning bell and evening drum, striking deeply in Lin Fan's heart.

He looked back at those young faces, and a ripple appeared in his heart.

Yes, how do you know if you don’t try?

As the head of Qingyun Sect, he has the right to decide whether to pass on the skills.

Moreover, if these young men could acquire some cultivation power, they could at least protect Xueting Village from being bullied and harassed by other cultivators.

Lin Fan took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, his eyes gleaming with determination.

"Okay, I will teach you the skills. But remember, the road to becoming an immortal is full of hardships and it is not achieved in one day. You must have determination and perseverance."

The children cheered and their laughter was like the spring sunshine, warm and bright.

Lin Fan entrusted the important task of teaching the children of Xueting Village the techniques of cultivating immortals to Zhong Ling'er. This thoughtful and extraordinary woman was one of his most trusted disciples.

Although Zhong Ling'er was a little surprised at first, she soon demonstrated her abilities and guided these children in a gentle but firm manner, making the path of cultivating immortals in Xueting Village clearer and clearer.

After everything was arranged, Lin Fan took Jiang Shuiling and set out on the journey to Yunzhou City.

In his mind, Yunzhou City was not just a city; it represented a direct challenge to the Murong royal family, an opportunity to shock and alert them.

After crossing vast mountains and endless forests, Lin Fan and Jiang Shuiling finally arrived at the outskirts of Yunzhou City.

They stood on a secluded high ground and looked into the distance. They saw the majestic walls of Yunzhou City. Although not as grand as those of Yunxiao City, the steady and heavy feeling still made people feel awe.

The city walls were heavily guarded, with soldiers patrolling at regular intervals, and the city gate was extremely busy with people coming and going.

Lin Fan frowned slightly, thinking secretly in his heart.

Murong Jue is only a cultivator at the initial stage of Qi Refining. How can he sit firmly on the position of the Lord of Yunzhou City?

There must be some unknown secret behind this.

Fan entered Yunzhou City without any worries and went straight to the City Lord's Mansion.

Lin Fan stood at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, with endless heaven and earth behind him and a group of monks with unsheathed swords and sharp eyes in front of him.

His words caused a stir in the silent air, as if a stone was thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

"Your new city lord, Lin Fan is here!"

Lin Fan's voice was not loud, but every word he spoke was filled with dominance and confidence. This aura even made some weaker cultivators feel fearful.

When the guards of the City Lord's Mansion heard the name Lin Fan, they instinctively felt a sense of oppression. This did not come from their knowledge, but from their intuitive sense of the strong.

However, someone was suddenly startled, and thought of something, and then shouted loudly: "Lin Fan, you are a fugitive from Qingyun Sect. If you catch you, the reward will be huge!"

The voice was full of greed and excitement.

This shout immediately aroused everyone's greed, especially for those cultivators who were in the Qi Refining stage and had been struggling to find an opportunity to break through. Lin Fan and Jiang Shuiling became fat sheep in their eyes.

In just a moment, cultivators gathered from the City Lord's Mansion. Most of them were in the Qi Refining stage, while a few had reached the second or third level of Foundation Establishment.

Holding various weapons, this group of cultivators surrounded Lin Fan and Jiang Shuiling viciously.

The air was filled with a strong fighting spirit and murderous intent, and the eyes of the cultivators were filled with greed and hostility. It was obvious that they were prepared to obtain a generous bounty by capturing Lin Fan.

Lin Fan faced the group of monks who surrounded him with a calm expression, as if all this was within his expectations.

He turned his head slightly to Jiang Shuiling and said, "It seems that our arrival has caused quite a stir."

Jiang Shuiling stood beside Lin Fan and watched coldly. She knew that Lin Fan's strength was far beyond that of these cultivators, so she did not show any concern.

Lin Fan stood at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, facing dozens of aggressive monks and guards.

Although he had only reached the peak of Qi Refining, there was no fear in his eyes. Instead, he revealed an excitement of challenge.

"Are you coming one by one or together?"

Lin Fan stood there, his expression calm and his eyes sharp as torches, staring at the enemy in front of him, his voice full of provocation and disdain.

The guards were about to rush forward with great momentum, but at this critical moment, a cold voice sounded: "To deal with a cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining, why do we need so many people? I am enough!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sturdy middle-aged man stepped forward. He was wearing simple black clothes, but every step he took seemed to be thundering, shaking the air around him.

Lin Fan took a closer look and saw that this person's cultivation was probably at the middle level of the foundation building stage.

In this world of cultivation, every improvement in realm means a leap in strength.

Refining Qi, building foundation, golden elixir, Nascent Soul... every step is extremely difficult.

Lin Fan said no more words, suddenly jumped out, and directly used the most common move in the Subduing Tiger Fist - Black Tiger Heart-Ripping.

This punch contained all of Lin Fan's spiritual power and understanding of martial arts.

The air seemed to be torn apart by this punch, making a roaring sound. A huge black tiger phantom condensed in front of the fist and attacked the sturdy middle-aged man in the middle level of foundation building with a devastating force.

"Qingyun Sect's most common Subduing Tiger Fist!"

The middle-aged monk said coldly upon seeing this.

But when he felt the unparalleled momentum, it was too late to dodge Lin Fan's attack.

Qingyun Sect's most common Subduing Tiger Fist showed extraordinary power when performed by Lin Fan.

The sturdy middle-aged cultivator, even though he was already a strong man in the middle stage of foundation building, was still shocked when facing Lin Fan's attack.

Surprised at the amazing power contained in this boxing technique.

His voice was full of disdain, but when that fierce momentum hit him, he realized the seriousness of the situation.