Living in the world of cultivation

Over the next month or so, Shuiyunmen was packed with people.

First of all, several golden elixir monks from the three major immortal sects in the Qingyang Mountains came to Shuiyun Gate immediately and chatted with the newly promoted golden elixir monk in the back mountain for more than an hour.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen small sects from the Qingyang Mountains came to worship the mountain, and finally a large number of cultivator families also came to join in the fun.

Anyway, not to mention how lively it was, even Su Fan was sent out to receive guests, so there was no time to relax at all every day.

Shuiyun Sect was also renamed Shuiyun Sect, and received a certain share of benefits in Qingyang Immortal City. From then on, it began to enjoy the enshrinement of many small sects and cultivating families.

Su Fan couldn't help but sigh that the three major immortal sects would give up part of their profits and let Shuiyun Sect grow bigger.

The Immortal Sect in the Central Plains is still relatively civilized.

If Shuiyun Sect is in the Western Wasteland, and someone in the sect breaks through to the Golden Core Realm, someone will probably come to kill him before he can finish the tribulation. How can you survive the tribulation calmly?

Therefore, in the Western Wilderness, whenever a monk goes through a tribulation, it is the most dangerous moment.

Shuiyun Sect suddenly became the Golden Pill Immortal Sect, and even the talents of the new disciples improved several levels.

Not only that, many foundation-building monks in casual cultivation also came to the door, hoping to join Shuiyun Sect.

If this was the case before, the sect leader Zuo Zonghao would definitely accept them all, but now he has become more selective and only selected a dozen reliable ones from among the many foundation-building monks to join the sect.

Seeing Shuiyun Sect prospering day by day, everyone in Shuiyun Sect from top to bottom was as excited as if they had been given blood.

Only Su Fan remained the same as before. Except for going to the Chuanfa Pavilion to give lectures twice a month, he spent the rest of the time in the cave to practice hard.

The area of ​​Shuiyun Sect is not large. Except for the sect's Jindan Patriarch, who has an exclusive peak in the back mountain, the sect leaders Zuo Zonghao and Su Fan each occupy a peak.

Now that the sect suddenly has more than a dozen foundation-building monks, the spiritually-rich peaks within the sect are no longer enough.

Among these new foundation-building monks, the two mid-stage foundation-building monks were each assigned to a separate mountain peak.

The remaining monks who were in the early stages of foundation building could only share a mountain peak with a few people, which also made them a little dissatisfied.

These people are all casual cultivators and are used to being idle on weekdays. They do things without any sense of propriety and don't follow any rules.

When they heard that Su Fan had just broken through the foundation building stage, someone started thinking about him.

They found the sect leader Zuo Zonghao and demanded that Su Fan's hilltop be given up. How could he, who had just broken through the foundation building, have the right to enjoy a hilltop to himself?

Zuo Zonghao was also in a dilemma. Of course he didn't want to offend Su Fan, so he could only pretend to be confused.

That afternoon, Su Fan was giving a sermon in the Dharma Pavilion. At this time, the square was crowded with people, including disciples of the sect.

At this time, several foundation-building monks walked into the square and stood there listening.

They heard that Su Fan was imparting fighting skills, so a foundation-building monk came out.

"Junior Brother Su, I heard that you are good at fighting. Can Senior Brother compete with you..."

The disciples who came to listen to Su Fan's sermon in Chuanfa Pavilion Square suddenly became excited.

The two foundation-building seniors were competing against each other, which was very interesting. Of course, they were not afraid of the trouble, so they cheered one after another.

After hearing what the other party said, Su Fan suddenly frowned.

These people were obviously looking for trouble, but he had always kept a low profile, as if he hadn't offended them.

Thinking of this, he cupped his hands at the other party.

"I just broke through the foundation building. I am no match for my senior brother. I'd better skip the competition..."

Everyone was from the same sect, and of course he didn't want to quarrel with these people, so he kept his posture very low and spoke in a very humble tone.

But after he said so, the other party not only didn't appreciate it, but also became more and more aggressive.

He saw the other party take out a talisman from the storage bag, and then looked at Su Fan with a smile.

"Let's see, if junior brother leaves me, this talisman will be yours..."

When the Shuiyun Sect disciples in the square saw the talisman in the opponent's hand, there was an uproar in the square of Chuanfa Pavilion.

It was an eye-opener for them. They had only heard of Fu Bao, but this was the first time they saw it in real life.

That's a talisman, a treasure equivalent to half the power of a golden elixir.

That's it...

Su Fan was almost not happy when he heard this. He was also a loser. He had long disliked this thing. He had several of them in his hand.

"Senior brother, you are so willing to take out such treasures. What if I lose to senior brother..."

The foundation-building monk chuckled.

"If junior brother loses, just identify that mountain..."

Hearing this, Su Fan suddenly realized that these people were interested in my dojo.

Come on, just kill him today, so as not to bother him all the time in the future.

Hit with one punch to avoid hundreds of punches coming.

"Since senior brother is so willing, then junior brother has no choice but to accept the move..."

When Su Fan agreed, a trace of ecstasy flashed in his eyes.

"Okay...junior brother, I keep my word. As long as junior brother defeats me, this talisman will be yours..."

After he finished speaking, he jumped onto the square and onto the ring, and then waved his hand.

"Junior brother, let's get started..."

Su Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly. Since you jumped out first, you are unlucky today and I will use it to establish your authority.

Thinking of this, he jumped to the other side of the ring.

The foundation-building monk raised his hand to Su Fan.

"Junior brother, remember my name, my name is Deng Jie. Junior brother has just broken through the foundation building stage. I will not bully junior brother. You go first..."

Su Fan chuckled and said, "In that case, it is better to obey than to be respectful. Senior brother, be careful..."

After he finished speaking, his feet flashed with lightning and he had already arrived in front of the other party.

The guy on the opposite side was still knowledgeable and could tell at a glance that this was a magical power.

He regretted it a little. He shouldn't have been so popular today.

Before he could figure out how to deal with it, Su Fan had already punched him.

"This person is actually a physical cultivator...

I didn't expect Su Fan to rush over so quickly. Before he could react, the whole person was slapped away by Su Fan.

"With a snap, the person fell to the ground, struggled a few times, and then fainted.

The sect disciples in the square were all dumbfounded.

You two are acting, right? You have discussed it behind the scenes and are teasing us, right?

A foundation-building cultivator ran over, helped the man up, stuffed a pill into his mouth, and then turned around and scolded him unhappily.

"We are all from the same sect. You sneaked up on me, but why did you use such a heavy hand..."

Su Fan smiled and said, "Brother, I have too little experience in fighting, and I didn't control the strength well..."

He glanced at the man who fell to the ground, then turned around and challenged the others.

"Who else..."