Chapter 1198: Shenhuang Mountain

The flying sword passed through the clouds, and the wind swept the sky.

Clothed and dressed, the sun and the moon hung high, Lu Fan sat on the flying sword, looked ahead, and waited quietly for Shenhuang Mountain to appear in sight.

Next to him, Gu'an kept looking at Lu Fan up and down, as if Lu Fan was a peerless beauty who needed to be watched carefully.

The people following Gu'an kept talking.

"The people in the Jiuxiao lineage haven't died yet? How many people are left in the Jiuxiao lineage?"

"Hmph, I don't think there are many. You see, this kid came here alone, without a single follower. I think it's probably because he couldn't get along outside and came to join us."

"It makes sense. But will the elders accept him? Aren't the people of the Nine Heavens lineage all stupid idiots?"

"It's hard to say. If he takes out all the remaining things from the Nine Heavens Vessel, maybe the elders will really accept him."

"You mean the suzerain ring?"

"Not only this, but also one of the three heavenly books. But I don't think this kid will know it."

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Although their discussions were not loud, everyone present could hear them clearly.

Gu'an didn't stop them either, as if he wanted Lu Fan to hear it on purpose. He wanted to see what Lu Fan would do when he heard these discussions.

Be it anger, embarrassment, or panic.

But it's a pity that Lu Fan didn't show any expression, and completely regarded these discussions as the wind whistling past his ears.

Gu'an continued to look at Lu Fan's fingers, as if he wanted to find something belonging to the Jiuxiao lineage from Lu Fan's hand.

At a glance, Gu'an saw Lu Fan's disguised suzerain ring.

Gu'an narrowed his eyes slightly, and his smile was a little sinister.

Suddenly, Gu'an reached out to touch the ring.

But just as he stretched out his palm, Lu Fan opened his eyes at the same time, and moved his palm away calmly.

Looking at Gu'an calmly, Lu Fan said: "Stealing things should be a bad behavior in the refuge."

Gu'an's hand stopped immediately, and said with a light smile, "I want to see your ring. It's very special, is it a family heirloom?"

Lu Fan said: "This doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, brother Gu. Should you touch other people's things randomly?"

Lu Fan smiled at Gu An, narrowing his eyes slightly.

But at this moment, Lu Fan felt to Gu An like a terrifying chaotic holy beast showing its fangs.

Gu'an instinctively withdrew his hand, and looked away at the same time: "Of course."

Only then did Lu Fan turn his head away, and by the way, glanced at the group of people who were still discussing behind him.

With just one glance, all of these people's mouths were immediately shut.

Lu Fan calmly continued to close his eyes and meditate, but the disciples of Shenhuang's lineage behind them all looked terrified.

What happened just now, why did they feel a sense of fear of being watched by the demon god.

With just one glance, many people found themselves drenched in cold sweat instantly.

They really didn't dare to talk about it anymore, and they were not beginners who had just practiced. It is natural to know how far a person with such a terrifying gaze surpasses them in cultivation.

Not only them, Gu'an was also frightened.

Even in the elders of Shenhuang's lineage, he did not feel such a terrifying evil spirit.

This is definitely not the aura that can be obtained by killing one or two people. It is definitely the evil spirit that can be released by people who have walked out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

And, isn't this Lu Fan's cultivation a little too scary?

Secretly, Gu'an glanced at Lu Fan's ring again. His intuition told him that this ring definitely has a lot to do with their Shenhuang lineage.

Could it be. . . . . .

Thinking of a possibility, Gu An involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

If his conjecture is true, then this time the shelter has really welcomed a person they have been thinking about day and night!

After flying for an unknown amount of time, Lu Fan finally felt Feijian's speed slowly slowing down.

This flying sword is definitely much faster than ordinary objects in the void. Being able to fly for so long is enough to show that Lu Fan's guess is right. The size of the refuge must be far larger than a city.

Opening his eyes, he saw that the bustling city had disappeared, replaced by a vast grassland, and at the end of the line of sight, mountains covered by clouds and mist.

Taking a closer look, these mountain peaks are completely floating in mid-air.

Clouds and clouds twine, and flowing water turns into a bridge, leading to the distance.

Lu Fan thought the so-called Shenhuang Mountain was a towering mountain. But in fact, Shenhuang Mountain turned out to be a mountain range suspended in the sky.

Between the mountain peaks, flowing water like a dragon and snake is connected, dotted with clouds and mists, and there are endless birds.

I don't know how many mountains there are, some are high and some are short, some are big and some are small.

But if you look carefully, you can find that there are only about nine peaks that can be called the main peaks.

Arranged in the shape of nine palaces, other small peaks form an eight trigrams array and coil around it. The smaller ones are the seven-star array, and the smaller ones are condensed into Liuhe. In this way, until the sporadic gravels are lined up, even a person like Lu Fan who is not particularly skilled in formation can see the terrifying power formed between these mountains.

Once it erupts, even the extremely strong will probably not be able to bear it.

"This is the hinterland of Shenhuang's lineage! It's a good place!"

Lu Fan praised sincerely, and Gu An smiled and said: "Of course. This is built according to the state of the gate when Jiuxiaomen was at its peak. It is said that each of the nine main peaks of Jiuxiaomen was the size of a country. Infinity, good fortune is infinite. And now, our Shenhuang lineage can only recall a little bit in this way."

Lu Fan nodded understandingly, he could imagine the glory of Jiuxiaomen back then.

Feijian slowly stopped in front of a small peak on the outermost edge. There is a small mountain gate on the peak, and Lu Fan followed Gu An and others down.

Gu'an pointed to the mountain gate and said, "Just wait here. I'll go back and tell the elders. If they are willing to see you, someone will come to pick you up later."

Lu Fan smiled and said, "What if they don't want to see you?"

Gu'an also smiled and replied: "Then I can't help it. You can fly back by yourself!"

After finishing speaking, Gu'an and others flew away.

Lu Fan shook his head slowly, and looked up at the mountain gate in front of him.

The mountain gate is slightly broken, and the characters on both sides are somewhat unclear.

Lu Fan leaned forward, waved his hands to disperse the dust on it, and only then could he clearly see the words written on it.

"No one asks me if I'm poor and white."

"Kneel three times and knock nine times and knock on the door."

There is a stone futon in front of the mountain gate, which seems to mean making people kneel down.

Lu Fan nodded understandingly and said, "It seems that Shenhuang's lineage really doesn't like me. Throwing me in this kind of place doesn't seem like the way to treat guests!"

The Nine Dragons Xuangong Pagoda also sounded at this time.

"Great master, you are the suzerain of Jiuxiaomen, they still treat you like this. You can punish them!"

Lu Fan smiled and said: "Don't worry, people are here, there are plenty of opportunities."