Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

Lin Fan felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. He knew that he might not be able to avoid this fatal blow in time.

The light of the teleportation talisman finally lit up at this critical moment, accompanied by a burst of distorted space fluctuations, but at this moment, the long swords of the black and white demons had pierced Lin Fan.

Lin Fan only felt a sharp pain in his chest. His body gradually blurred in the light, and the scene in front of him began to distort.

Ximen Zhi watched in horror as Lin Fan was stabbed, his heart filled with fear and helplessness.

In the night, it looked particularly deserted and depressing.

Lin Fan's figure looked particularly lonely, while Ximen Zhi felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

He hurriedly reached out to help Lin Fan, but in an instant, the two of them were swept away by the power of the teleportation talisman and disappeared.

This sudden force made Ximen Zhi feel dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning.

After coming back to his senses, Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi appeared in Tingzhu Pavilion.

In the Listening Bamboo Pavilion, the emerald green bamboo shadows swayed in the wind, and the fresh fragrance of bamboo overflowed. However, such a peaceful environment was in sharp contrast to the tense atmosphere between the two of them.

The huge momentum caused Lin Fan to fall to the ground in Tingzhuxuan.

He only felt a sharp pain in his chest, which was the pain coming from the place where he was stabbed.

It seems that this black and white demon has amazing skills. He wears a golden python skin armor close to his body, and he can still be hurt by these two people.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe for the black and white demons.

Ximen Zhi was so frightened when he saw Lin Fan falling to the ground. His face was pale and his hands were shaking slightly.

At this time, he felt helpless as never before, and his heart was filled with worry for Lin Fan.

He hurriedly stepped forward to check Lin Fan's injuries.

Lin Fan took off his clothes and found that the armor made of golden python skin had two sword marks on it, almost piercing through it.

The golden scales shimmered faintly in the moonlight, but the presence of sword marks made this gorgeous armor look a bit desolate.

Lin Fan couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that he was wearing the golden python skin armor, otherwise he would have been seriously injured. At this moment, he truly felt the fragility and preciousness of life.

Seeing that Lin Fan was fine, Ximen Zhi shouted that he was lucky. he

He felt relieved, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

He knew that although Lin Fan was injured, he was not seriously injured, which made him finally let go of the heavy burden in his heart.

In Tingzhu Pavilion, Ximen Zhi saw that Lin Fan was fine, and the huge stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

He slowly took out a stack of crystal clear spiritual stones from the package, each one shining with charming light, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

He carefully handed the 30,000 mid-grade spiritual stones to Lin Fan, his eyes flashing with respect and gratitude to the boss: "Boss, this is for you!"

Lin Fan's eyes fell on those spiritual stones, which exuded a faint luster and seemed to contain mysterious and powerful power.

But he did not reach out to pick it up, but shook his head gently, with a hint of deep emotion in his eyes: "You earned this with your cultivation. Practice your formation well!"

His voice was calm but unmistakable.

Lin Fan continued: "However, I think as a monk, cultivation is the most important! After all, after your cultivation reaches the Note Level stage, you can stay in Qingyun Sect!"

There was a hint of reproach in his words, but more of a concern and expectation for Ximen Zhi.

He hoped that Ximen Zhi could recognize his own path and not get lost in the fog of formations.

When Ximen Zhi heard Lin Fan's words, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and a firm and confident expression appeared on his face: "Boss, that's because you don't understand the power of the formation! If I study the ancestral formation book OK, I believe no one in the entire continent dares to ignore my existence!"

His voice is full of love for the game and confidence in the future.

When Lin Fan heard this, he couldn't help but think of Ximen Zhi's ancestral secret book.

The book was thick and mysterious. The densely packed text and complex patterns seemed to contain endless wisdom. Every time you read it, you felt as if you had entered a world full of mysteries, which ultimately made you drowsy.

In the deep mountains of Qingyun Sect, Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi were concentrating on practicing their respective techniques.

In the valley where they were located, there were towering ancient trees, gurgling streams, and the air was filled with rich spiritual energy, providing the best environment for their cultivation.

Lin Fan's figure flickered among the ancient trees, and every wave and gesture was accompanied by a powerful momentum, while Ximen Zhi was sitting on a stone nearby, his brows furrowed, and he was concentrating on studying the formation secret book in his hand.

At this time, in a majestic palace in the center of Qingyun Sect, several elders gathered together, their faces filled with excitement and expectation that could not be concealed.

News has spread that the head of Qingyun Sect is about to leave seclusion.

The leader, who has been in seclusion for more than 200 years, was already at the third level of Jindan when he was in seclusion. After more than 200 years of precipitation and accumulation, what amazing realm his cultivation will reach, this makes everyone They were all looking forward to it.

The elders sat together and talked about it.

Their voices were full of awe and excitement: "With more than two hundred years of seclusion, our leader must have broken through to an unimaginable level!"

An old man sighed with admiration for the master in his eyes.

"If the master really reaches that level, Qingyun Sect will become unrivaled in the entire ancient continent!"

Another elder said excitedly, his hands clenched tightly unconsciously, as if he had already seen the future glory of Qingyun Sect.

An elder suggested: "We should spread this exciting news in a discreet manner, which can not only stabilize the status of our Qingyun Sect, but also avoid causing unnecessary commotion."

The atmosphere in the palace became heavier and more serious, and everyone was thinking about how to best use this news to enhance the influence of Qingyun Sect.

Their eyes sparkled with wisdom, and the smiles on their lips revealed their infinite expectations for the future.

In an ancient and solemn meeting hall of Qingyun Sect, several elders were sitting together, discussing the good news that the leader was about to leave the country and how to spread the news.

Elder Xuan Bing, after pondering for a moment, he spoke slowly, with a low and steady voice: "If we had not given those outer disciples seven days to return home, some of them had been coming to Qingyun Sect for many years, devoted themselves to cultivation, and never returned home. .”

The atmosphere in the meeting hall became more solemn with Elder Xuan Bing's words. The other elders listened attentively, their eyes shining with thought.

Elder Chuan Gong agreed with Elder Xuan Bing's proposal: "This is a good idea. As for the name of returning home, it is to celebrate the head's departure from seclusion!"

The elders in the meeting hall all nodded, thinking that this was a good way to spread the news and show the kindness of Qingyun Sect.

After all, tens of thousands of outsiders come from different places. As long as these outer sect cultivators spread out, the news will definitely spread everywhere.

However, the alchemy elder expressed his concern: "Some casual cultivators are far away from Qingyun Sect, and they may not be able to reach their hometown in seven days!"

There was a hint of worry in his voice.

In his mind, although this idea is a good one, there may be some problems in practical operation.