Living in the world of cultivation

The little girl's figure disappeared instantly, and a group of monks around her were startled, and they all looked like they had seen a ghost.

Not only this group of golden elixir foundation-building monks, but even Kuidu didn't react.

He was the Nascent Soul Lord. The little girl disappeared from before his eyes, but he didn't see any clues.

This frightened Kuidu. He knew that he had encountered a tough problem this time.

He slightly cupped his hands and said loudly: "I don't know which fellow Taoist is coming to our wild mountain range..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint voice lingered in everyone's ears.

"I'm passing by here. I'll stay for two years and then leave. Please stop making trouble..."

Kuidu sneered and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist, it's a bit unreasonable to come to my wilderness mountain range without even showing your face..."

"I can't stay here for a few days, so we better not meet each other. Don't worry, I have no interest in your wild mountains..."

Kuidu didn't even believe a single punctuation mark in what Su Fan said. He thought that this foreign monk was clearly coming to the Wilderness Mountains.

It's no wonder he thinks so. Mi Rongtian's spiritual resources are controlled by the gods, and human monks can only live in places with barren spiritual veins like the Manghuang Mountains.

Even in a place like this, there are more wolves than meat, and there are often fights over the dojo.

"Fellow Taoist said it nicely, but you are teaching the Dharma privately in our wilderness mountain range. How can I say this..."

"I saw that this girl was still qualified, so I taught her some of the basic techniques of our sect without confiscating her entry. Fellow Taoist, why should you make such a fuss..."

Kuidu snorted coldly after hearing this and said: "If fellow Taoist want to get involved in our wild mountains, then let's do it..."

Su Fan, who was hiding nearby, almost became angry when he heard this.

I don't even give you a piece of shit like your rabbit's place to poop.

Su Fan was beeping with the other party for a long time, and he was already a little impatient. He didn't want to reason with the idiot anymore.

"I'll say it again, I don't care about your wretched place at all. Let that girl's family go as soon as possible..."

After hearing Su Fan's words, before Kuidu could say anything, a Jindan monk next to the little girl's family became angry when he saw Su Fan speaking rudely to the master.

"If you want us to release him, don't even think about it..."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and cast a spell to kill the little girl's family.

But before he could take action, he felt his eyes go dark, his head exploded with a "bang", and blood and brains splattered everywhere.

Looking at the corpse of his disciple, Kuidu was stunned.

He also didn't expect that the other party's mental power was so strong, and that a divine soul attack could be so brutal.

Despite this, Quidu still wanted to have a chance with the opponent.

Although he knew in his heart that the opponent was very powerful, how could he be willing to just give up the Manghuang Mountains?

Kuidu's figure came into the air and said something loudly.

"Fellow Taoist, let's have a fight between you and me. The loser will withdraw from the Manghuang Mountains. How about..."

Su Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing this. I'm giving you shame.

"Whoosh..."

His eyes narrowed, and a bolt of thunder and lightning rushed out of his body, whizzing away in an instant.

Before Kuidu could react, he saw a dazzling electric light coming suddenly, directly in front of his face.

The opponent is a sword cultivator...

Seeing the roaring "Thunder Sword", Kui Du almost died of fright.

In the eyes of the human monks in the Nether Bone Star Region, sword cultivators regard them as beings from ancient legends.

In the entire Nether Bone Star Territory, the human race has not produced another sword cultivator for tens of thousands of years.

Kuidu quickly begged for mercy loudly: "Fellow Taoist, wait a minute, I..."

But before he could finish his words, he felt a chill on his forehead, and the flying sword wrapped in thunder and lightning had already touched his forehead.

The power of the "Thunder Sword" that has experienced two thunder tribulations is no longer the same.

Not to mention Kuidu, even the Yuanying monks of the Ghost Clan may not be able to block this sword.

At this time, Kuidu's whole body was numb, the hairs all over his body were exploding, and he was almost scared to death.

At this time, I saw an extremely powerful and frightening aura spreading overwhelmingly.

The disciples and grandsons of Kueidu all felt that a mighty force like a mountain was crushing them, crushing them to the ground and making it difficult to breathe.

Kuidu knew that he was facing a ruthless person this time, and it would be easy for him to kill him. He couldn't even last one round.

Fortunately, the other party had no intention of killing him, or he would have died long ago.

In order to survive, he was not prepared to lose face.

"Fellow Taoist, spare my life. I offer the wilderness mountains with both hands. I am willing to be a slave in the future, and I am willing to lead my horse and ride for my fellow Taoist..."

After hearing Kuidu's words, Su Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Who the hell are these people?

Su Fan didn't even have the mood to kill after encountering such a weird thing.

"I'm in a good mood today. Please spare your life. From now on, you won't be able to take a single step within a thousand miles without my permission. Get out of here..."

After Su Fan finished speaking, he heard a "swish" sound and the "Thunder Sword" had returned to Su Fan's body.

"Bang..."

Without the threat of "Thunder Sword", Kuidu fell from the air and fell to the ground heavily.

"Thank you Daoist friend for not killing me. I..."

"roll……"

Before Kuidu could finish his words, Su Fan shouted loudly, which frightened him into running away with a group of disciples crying like ghosts and howling like wolves.

At this time, Su Fan was standing on a lonely peak dozens of miles away. He sat cross-legged and looked at the backs of those people coldly.

He couldn't help but sigh. It was definitely hopeless for the human race to revitalize the Netherbone Star Territory by relying on such a bunch of wimps.

I originally wanted to kill the Nascent Soul cultivator, but then I thought about it and let it go.

Let's spare him for once.

In fact, Su Fan just didn't want to bother anymore. It would be troublesome to change places. He hoped that the other party would understand and just maintain the status quo.

At this time, there was a slight fluctuation in the air a few meters away, and then a shushing shadow emerged from the air.

"Master...I'm back..."

Sister Zhen floated down from Hush's body, still holding the little girl in her arms.

Su Fan glanced at the little girl and frowned immediately.

"Why did you bring the child back? Send her home quickly..."

After hearing Su Fan's words, Sister Zhen was stunned for a moment, then put the child on Xiuxu's back.

"Hush, hush, you go and deliver the child to her family..."

After saying that, Sister Zhen came over, sat down next to Su Fan, rested her head on his shoulder, and accompanied him to enjoy the charming scenery around him.

"Master, you can also accept a few disciples. When the time comes, I will teach the Dharma on your behalf. That little girl just now is pretty good..."

But he could just pull a few bars and pour them out, how could he have the leisure time.

That little girl is a follower of the witch god Aji, and she has the qualifications of the Four Spiritual Roots.

Even though he himself has rubbish qualifications.

"Are you free..."

"Master, do you think it would be okay for me to accept a disciple..."

"Okay, you can accept it if you want. Your disciple's level will definitely be higher than yours in the future..."

"Master... why are you like this? I ignore you..."

Kuidu ran back to the Hanging Skull Peak in a hurry, quickly launched a mountain-protecting formation, and then led a group of disciples and disciples to prepare for the attack.

As a result, after waiting for more than ten days, Su Fan was not seen.

Kuidu summoned all the Jindan realm disciples to discuss how to deal with the immediate crisis.

"Master, since he hasn't come either, let's maintain the status quo..."

"No, with him in the Manghuang Mountains, we can't even sleep well..."

"Then what do you think we should do? We can beat them..."

"Why don't you wait and see? If you really leave after a while..."

Hearing a group of disciples arguing in front of him, with no one giving him any advice, almost pissed him off.

"That's enough, get out of here, I'm getting annoyed just looking at you..."

Seeing that the master was angry, a group of disciples quickly bowed and bowed, and then exited the monastery one after another.

Kuidu noticed that there was still another apprentice who had not left, and he immediately glared.

"Get out of here too..."

The other party chuckled and said: "Master, please calm down, I have a way..."

"Tell me about it..."

"Master, we can ask the gods to seek justice..."

Kuidu has thought of this method a long time ago, but the gods don't care about the disputes between the human races. As long as the offerings are paid on time, anyone can be the king of the mountain.

"Master, that person is a sword cultivator, and he also teaches the Dharma privately..."

After hearing his disciple's words, Kuidu immediately became energetic.

Yes, although the Gods don't care about the disputes between the human races, they won't let an ignorant person suddenly appear below.

Thinking of this, Kuidu stood up from the ground and left the monastery in a hurry.

In the evening, Su Fan lay leisurely on a recliner on a solitary peak, looking at the blood-like glow on the horizon.

Shush was lying down not far away and taking a nap. His tail was swinging back and forth restlessly, and he would be beaten a few times from time to time.

Sister Zhen was brewing spiritual tea beside her, poured a cup for him and handed it to him.

Su Fan took the tea cup, put it to his mouth and took a sip. His mouth was filled with saliva and his lips and teeth were fragrant.

It's so cool...

It has been more than a month since he drove away those idiots.

There has been no movement until now. The Nascent Soul cultivator was spared last time. He should know how to advance and retreat.

Anyway, no matter what, one day is comfortable every day.

Su Fan was ready to leave at this time. After staying here for so long, it was time to leave.

He wanted to go to other planes first, and then find a way to return to the Eastern Yuan Star Territory.

"Why don't you kill him..."

Just when Su Fan was thinking wildly, the voice of the witch god Aji came to his ears.

This girl is very busy now and hasn't communicated with him for a long time.

"We are born from the same roots, so why rush to fight each other? We are all human beings, so what's the point of killing each other..."

"Hey...you treat them as members of the same clan, but others may not think so..."

Su Fan was actually just talking nonsense, and he had killed too few human monks.

"Did your missionary work go well in the Manghuang Mountains..."

"It's not bad. Now there are tens of thousands of believers. By the way, thank you last time..."

He didn't kill the little girl last time, but saved her.

Although Su Fan was prolific in murdering people, he really couldn't kill a little girl who had no enmity against him.

But the witchcraft is really awesome. In just a short time, so many people have already started to practice witchcraft.

"I have already finished refining the Wumen statue and sacred tower you want. Let your followers pick them up someday. It will be the same place as before..."

"Looking at your tone, you must be leaving again..."

"Well...it's time to leave. Let's see if we can leave Mi Rongtian..."

"Before you leave, please help me clean up the gang of people in the Manghuang Mountains. Without them, my followers will never get ahead..."

"Forget it, there is a Nascent Soul cultivator here who can protect the wilderness mountains..."

"Haha... If you think so, I won't appreciate it. He has already brought people from the Kui Demon Clan..."

After hearing what the witch god Aji said, Su Fan suddenly frowned.

At this time, he also sensed several powerful auras rolling in from the distance.

A sharp light flashed in Su Fan's eyes, and then he sneered.

Since you are seeking death, I will grant you your wish.

At this moment, Kuidu was following several Nascent Soul monks from the Kui Demon Clan, heading all the way towards the Manghuang Mountains.

"Several adults, that guy is over there, not far from here..."

After listening to his words, several huge Kui Demon monks ignored him at all.

Even though Kui Du and these Kui Demon Clan monks were both at the Nascent Soul realm, he couldn't even raise his head in front of these gods and he was as humble and flattering as a dog.

At this time, several huge figures over a hundred feet long appeared in his field of vision, but Su Fan was still lying on the recliner without even moving.

They were just a few Nascent Soul cultivators from the Kui Demon Clan, and he didn't take them seriously at all.

Anyway, Su Fan is already preparing to leave. If the Kui Demon Clan dares to provoke him, they will be killed and their blood will flow like a river.

Several Nascent Soul monks from the Kui Demon Clan also saw Su Fan, and they stopped and hung in the air.

Kuidu suddenly became excited when he saw Su Fan spread out on the recliner, looking leisurely and contented.

This kid really doesn't know how to live or die, and he should be so brazen in front of the gods.

Nowadays, the human monks in the Nether Bone Star Territory are all weaklings.

Their dignity has long been trampled down to the point of being worthless, and they feel inferior in front of the powerful alien race.

"Be brave, didn't you see the Lord God Clan coming? Why don't you hurry up and kneel down..."

Su Fan almost burst into laughter when he heard this. This guy must be too embarrassing for the human race.

He's such a god, he's such an adult, he's so kneeling down.

Go to hell.

"If you have something to say, if nothing else, get out of here..."

Seeing how rampant this human race was, a grumpy Kui Demon monk was about to teach him a lesson, but was scolded by the leading monk.

Even though Su Fan didn't show any breath, the leader of the Cui Demon Clan monk had experienced many battles and already felt an unprecedented threat.

"Who are you? What do you do when you come to the territory of our Kui Demon Tribe..."

Kuidu next to him almost dropped his jaw when he heard this.

When did the Gods become so easy to talk to? If he dared to be so arrogant in front of these Gods masters, they would have killed him long ago.

Su Fan picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then looked at the Kui Mo clan monks with a smile.

"I'm Su Fan..."