As a cultivating sect, especially a sect that dared to call it a holy land, Lin Fan can be sure that the sacred land of the Purple Mansion must be extremely extraordinary.
At the same time, there will inevitably be places such as the ‘Refining Device Pavilion’, ‘Refining Medicine Pavilion’, and ‘Cangjing Pavilion’ in the Holy Land of the Purple Mansion.
But because they didn't know the specific names of the three places in the Purple Mansion Holy Land, Lin Fan could only ask from the side and tap on the side.
"This……"
Zhou Yining thought for a while: "There is nothing moving in the refining pavilion, but there are some new medicines in Danzong, but it is said that they are used for healing and fighting. It should not help the saint to break through."
"As for the exercises..."
"The Seventh Elders recently returned. I heard that they brought back some more interesting exercises, which have been placed in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."
Complete!
Lin Fan must have said, "Then go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."
"Yes, saint."
Two women, one on the left and the other on the right, guarded Lin Fan's side, and walked towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
As law-protection disciples, when they were in the sect, they actually played more of a role of ‘miscellaneous’.
After all, if it is in the holy land, the saints of their own can be in danger, then this holy land is basically equivalent to being destroyed.
But even so, the form has to go.
For example, at this moment, they walked a few steps in front of Qi Zixiao, their eyes always paying attention to the surroundings, and they were vigilant.
This makes Lin Fan breathe a sigh of relief again. If he is allowed to walk in the forefront, he really doesn't know how to get to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
And then……
Lin Fan: "..."
I left the Saintess Pavilion, but only a hundred steps away, I reached the cliff!
Looking around, countless mountains are lined up, ancient trees towering into the sky, auspicious clouds drifting, all kinds of unseen spirit beasts are running or flying...
Many monks walked with swords in the distance, and even flying boats soared for nine days.
And on the many peaks, there are big or small, but very extraordinary palaces.
At the end of the line of sight, there is a heavenly palace floating above the nine heavens, looming in the colorful clouds...
Although I don't know how to use the true essence in his body, Qi Zixiao's body is after all a great monk at the peak of the transformation, and his eyesight is naturally far more comparable.
Yes, Lin Fan saw it at a glance. On the plaque of the floating palace, Long Feifengwu read the three characters'Purple Palace'.
A scene of a fairy family!
This scene made Lin Fan amazed!
too big!
Just this glance is definitely not the full picture of the Holy Land of the Purple Mansion, but even so, the vast area makes it difficult for Lin Fan to calm down.
but……
Now is a more important issue.
"I forgot it!"
His heart jumped.
How big is a holy place? I'm afraid it will cost thousands of miles...
Although he is a saint, it is impossible to live next to the Tibetan Buddhist Pavilion, right?
Is it just like a mortal, walking step by step? When does that have to go?
Therefore, it is natural to fly to Zangjing Pavilion.
The problem is, I can’t fly!
Anxious in my heart...
But on the surface of Lin Fan, his expression didn't change at all, and his eyes had no expression, as if he had already wandered away.
What can I do? !
Fortunately, as a guardian disciple, I am still very self-conscious and very insightful.
Chen Cheng quickly took out a palm-sized boat from his storage magic weapon, but soon the boat rose against the storm and became a flat boat.
Although it is not big, it is definitely enough to stand with eight people.
"Your Royal Highness, please."
"Ok……"
The "crisis" was lifted, but Lin Fan still couldn't calm his heart. The moment he stood on the flying boat, he thought a lot.
such as...
Is Feizhou’s'start' fast?
Does this thing have a strong back feeling?
No, there is no backrest. Even if it does, it’s not called pushing back feeling, it’s called inertia...
So, I won’t fall directly after the flying boat starts, am I? That's embarrassing...
Fortunately, it turns out that Lin Fan's worries are unnecessary.
Under Chen Cheng's control, the flying boat took off smoothly and at a very fast speed, but there was no sudden inertia.
Even if you are flying in the sky and shoulder to shoulder with the white clouds, you can't feel the cold wind.
Looking closely, it is not difficult to find that there is a layer of almost transparent "enchantment" and the like, blocking the wind and rain.
hum...
The flying boat is not big and looks very ordinary, but wherever it goes, the rest of the flying boat, flying spirit beasts, and the monks flying with swords have given way to the road, and the road ahead is smooth.
The mountain is not high, there is a fairy and spirit.
Water does not have to be deep.
Flying boat is not luxurious, with a saint, you can do whatever you want...
The other monks on the flying boat and flying sword, when they see it from a distance, they all hold their fists and even bow in salute.
Lin Fan didn’t need to respond at all, as long as he kept his cold, arrogant expression, flying past is...
At the same time, he found that he did not seem to have a fear of heights.
After all, I’ve been flying several kilometers in the sky, so I can still be so calm, even if I am in the mood to appreciate the scenery below, I shouldn’t be afraid of heights?
"But speaking of it, no one should be afraid of heights for cultivators? Otherwise, UU reading www.uukanshu.com would not dare to fly..."
What will happen if a comprehensionist is afraid of heights?
The picture is too beautiful to watch!
About ten minutes later, the flying height of the flying boat gradually decreased, and finally landed under a lonely mountain.
Looking at it, this lonely mountain is about a thousand meters high. On it, there is a quaint attic, that is, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
From the bottom of the mountain to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there is only one small road. At this time, many people are coming and going, coming in and out.
As soon as Lin Fan's flying boat landed, the nearby disciples looked curiously, and they were all startled by this look.
"saint?"
"Isn't she retreating and breaking the mirror?"
"Has it broken through to the realm of Void Refining?"
"However, looking at its breath, it seems to be the same as before, unlike the breakthrough..."
Many disciples, handsome men and women, are not low-valued, and under the background of Taoist gowns, they look quite ‘fairy’.
But at this moment, their hearts were shocked, but they didn't dare to show it. They saluted "Qi Zixiao" one after another.
"I have seen a saint..."
"Ok……"
Lin Fan's complexion remained unchanged, still cold, but with a faint hmm, he stepped forward, crossed the platform, stepped onto the path, and headed for the Buddhist scripture pavilion on the top of the mountain.
Wherever passed, many disciples gave in and dared not block their way.
This scene made Lin Fan feel more relieved.
"It seems that my guess is correct. Qi Zixiao, the saint woman, has a very high status in the sect. As a result, the possibility of exposure will be much lower. That's good..."
The trail is rough and difficult, but it is only for ordinary people.
Qi Zixiao's body has been tempered by Zhen Yuan countless times, this is a small road, of course.
