Living in the world of cultivation

After listening to the words of the foundation-building female cultivator, Su Fan nodded.

"Physical training is rare these days. Your physical skills are pretty good..."

Su Fan didn't understand what the other party meant, so he just smiled and said nothing.

The other party's voice was gentle and gentle, coupled with a calm and gentle face, he felt as if he had been invited by the teacher to talk alone in his previous life.

"Thanks to you for what happened today..."

Su Fan quickly said: "This is what juniors should do..."

Li Miaoxue smiled and said: "This time you assisted the sect in wiping out the evil cultivator's stronghold in Fang City. I will count you as one hundred good deeds..."

"Thank you, senior..."

Li Miaoxue thought for a moment and said: "As long as you work hard, our Haoyuan Sect will not treat you badly."

Su Fan curled his lips secretly, this cake was quite big.

Do you really think that if you throw a bone at random, he will pounce on it and lick it?

Look at the bad things your Haoyuan Sect has done. The rent of the cave has tripled, and you even force recruitment. You expect me to work hard for you. What good things are you thinking of?

Little did Li Miaoxue know that Su Fan was full of resentment at this moment.

"As long as the recruited monks have accumulated enough 200 good deeds, they can apply to become an outer disciple of our Haoyuan Sect. If you want to enter the sect, I can vouch for you..."

Su Fan sneered in his heart, you can drink a few of them.

At this time, a fool has joined your Haoyuan Sect, waiting to be used as cannon fodder?

"Thank you for your kindness, senior. I'm used to being idle, so I won't cause any trouble to the sect..."

Li Miaoxue was stunned. She didn't expect that Su Fan would refuse this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If it weren't for the fierce turmoil of the cult and the lack of manpower in the sect, there would be no chance for casual cultivators to get started.

She originally wanted to help this man, but who would have thought that he would be so disrespectful.

But she didn't say anything. He was just an unscrupulous cultivator, so she couldn't afford to be angry about it.

Li Miaoxue glanced at Su Fan expressionlessly, then picked up the teacup.

"You go down..."

"Junior, please excuse me..."

After Su Fan finished speaking, he bowed his hands and turned around to leave.

Li Miaoxue glanced at Su Fan's back. She didn't know why, but she found that this man's attitude was still neither humble nor arrogant when facing her, a monk in the foundation building stage.

Not like a casual cultivator at all.

Little did she know that today's foundation-building monks were just that in Su Fan's eyes, and it was not like he had never killed them before.

There are two foundation-building monks who call themselves daddy all night long, can he say it?

Su Fan went downstairs and strolled around the city.

Today, he proved his worth with his strength, which also made the female foundation-building cultivator want to win over him.

After all, these Haoyuan Sect monks guarding Qiuhongfang have little practical experience.

In fact, even the female foundation-building cultivator didn't seem to have much experience.

With all his cultivation, it will be useless if he encounters a vicious evil cultivator.

As for the foreign monks who were recruited in the city, let alone them. At the critical moment, how could they risk their lives to fight against the evil cultivators?

If the evil cultivators really kill Qiu Hongfang, they will definitely not be able to count on these people, so it would be nice not to hold them back.

So even though the other party extended an olive branch, he still declined it.

Even if this would arouse her dissatisfaction, so what, it was better than being pushed forward and used as cannon fodder.

It was nothing more than wanting him to work hard for Haoyuan Sect.

In the past, no one would have looked at him seriously.

For the next half month, everything was calm.

Perhaps because the evil cult's stronghold in Fang City was wiped out, the evil cult lost Qiu Hongfang's informant, so it never launched a sneak attack.

Wang Ze of Haoyuan Sect never looked for him again.

Su Fan assisted them in wiping out the evil cultivator's stronghold, as if it had never happened.

He didn't take it seriously, but felt that it was just right and saved him a lot of unnecessary trouble.

At night, Su Fan and a casual cultivator in the city patrolled around the city.

Today's Qiuhongfang City is very depressed and has long lost its former prosperity. Some shops have even been withdrawn to Haoyuan Immortal City.

But there are still many hard-working casual cultivators gathered here. After all, they can't even pay the entrance fee.

The monk in his group is named He Qiang, who is at the eighth level of Qi training. He is a junior alchemist and has lived in Haoyuan Immortal City for more than ten years.

"Brother Su, I heard a few days ago that you helped Haoyuan Sect find an evil cultivator's stronghold."

Su Fan frowned immediately after hearing this. Who could be so arrogant?

"I don't have that ability. I just got lucky and helped them unintentionally."

He Qiang was stunned for a moment and said: "That's not right, I heard that you also killed a few evil cultivators..."

"Nonsense, just listen to what these people say..."

Seeing that Su Fan had been trying his best to defend himself, He Qiang couldn't help but believe what he said.

After all, assisting the Haoyuan Sect in wiping out the evil cultivator's stronghold is not a shameful thing, and there is no need to hide it.

Seeing that the other party was no longer obsessed with the matter, Su Fan quickly changed the topic.

"Brother He, I heard that you are a master of alchemy..."

He Qiang chuckled and said: "What kind of alchemy master? I can practice a few ordinary low-grade elixirs..."

"You are really an alchemist. Then when I go to you to buy elixirs from now on, you have to give me a discount..."

He Qiang was very pleased with Su Fan's words. He patted his chest and promised that he would give Su Fan a discount if he could buy pills from him in the future.

The two were chatting when Su Fan suddenly sniffed and looked towards the gate of the market without making a sound.

"Brother He, I'm going to the bathroom..."

Su Fan ran into an alley next to him while holding his stomach. He just disappeared into the darkness and his figure disappeared instantly.

When he appeared again, he was already near the gate of the market.

At this time, several recruited monks guarding the gate of the market were sitting cross-legged and dozing off, and did not notice Su Fan's arrival at all.

After so many days of peace, not only the recruited monks, but also the disciples of Haoyuan Sect were relaxed a lot.

Su Fan sniffed again and found that the faint breath had disappeared.

During his time in the market, he would use the "scent-smelling technique" to patrol the market every once in a while.

The trace of evil cultivators' breath just now came from outside the market town, indicating that someone was spying on Qiuhongfang nearby.

It seems that the evil cultivators outside the city are going to make some moves against Qiuhongfang.

The time for this recruitment has already passed halfway, and Su Fan only hopes that the evil cultivators will start as late as possible.

Su Fan did not want to tell the people of Haoyuan Sect about this matter. If the evil cultivators really came to kill him, he was confident that he could escape unscathed.

As for the others, it was none of his business whether they died or not.

Of course, he could not run back to Haoyuan Immortal City alone, and he had to take a disciple of Haoyuan Sect with him.

Thinking of this, Su Fan returned to the alley just now and walked out.

He Qiang saw him coming out and yawned with his mouth covered.

"Brother Su, let's not wander around anymore, let's find a place to take a nap..."

Su Fan smiled and said, "You go, I'll..."

Before he finished speaking, his face changed immediately.

Su Fan smelled an extremely strong breath spreading towards the market town.