Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 862 Good Senior Sister

When night comes, Zheng Fan will leave his residence and head towards the pavilions and palaces of the Tianxing Gate.

Now his ability to perceive the rare treasures of heaven and earth has weakened a lot, so he can only search in one luxurious pavilion after another, trying to find out where the great medicine is.

Strangely, no matter how Zheng Fan searched, even with the Nine-Tailed Fox Artifact with keen spiritual sense, there was still no whereabouts.

In the blink of an eye, six days have passed.

Zheng Fan still didn't have the exact location where the Tianxing Gate stored the great medicine.

"Could it be true that we can only rely on receiving it after one month?" Zheng Fan thought to himself.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door.

A soft female voice sounded from outside the palace, "Is Junior Brother asleep?"

Zheng Fan heard this delicate voice, and said lightly: "What's the matter?"

Seeing that Zheng Fan was still awake, the delicate woman said softly: "Tomorrow is the Zongmen Grand Competition. The senior sister is worried that the younger brother will not be able to sleep because of nervousness, so she specially came to find the younger brother to drink some wine."

Zheng Fan was about to reject the kindness of this soft-voiced woman when there was a creak.

The gate of the temple was opened.

One was wearing a light blue dress, with a delicate appearance and waist-length hair, holding a bamboo basket in his hand, walking towards the table.

When Yang Xuelan came to the table, she placed all the dishes in the bamboo basket and wine pots on the table.

With a small face on her face, she said, "Junior brother, you have been locked up in the temple these days, it must be very hard."

Zheng Fan said calmly, "It's okay."

These days, he didn't stay peacefully in the palace and shut himself up.

At night, I visited all the temples in the entire mountain.

Yang Xuelan listened to Zheng Fan's words and said with a smile: "Tomorrow is the Grand Competition of the sect, I'm afraid Junior Brother will not be able to sleep tonight."

After she finished speaking, she paused, and added: "Senior sister brought some good wine tonight, let the younger brother taste it, and it will also help you sleep."

Zheng Fan looked at this woman who was younger than him by how many generations, and said indifferently: "Then thank you, Senior Sister."

Listening to Zheng Fan's words, Yang Xuelan covered her mouth with a coquettish smile and said, "Okay, don't say those polite words, the food will be cold at night."

While speaking, she picked up a piece of hot braised fish and handed it to Zheng Fan's bowl.

Zheng Fan didn't mind, and started eating on his own.

When the meal is halfway through.

Yang Xuelan opened her eyes wide and said in surprise, "Junior brother, I never thought you would have a three-tailed demon fox as a pet."

When she didn't pay attention at first, she couldn't feel the breath of the three-tailed demon fox at all.

It wasn't until now when I accidentally watched it that I noticed the three-tailed demon fox.

Zheng Fan said indifferently: "If senior sister likes it, touch it a few more times."

Yang Xuelan smiled and said, "It's fine if you model a few more times."

After she finished speaking, she said with a solemn face: "Junior brother, do you know how many direct disciples we have in the Tianxingmen?"

"I don't know." Zheng Fan said honestly.

He didn't care about things like the Tianxingmen at all.

Yang Xuelan heard Zheng Fan's words and said with a smile: "Including you in our Tianxingmen, there are a total of six direct disciples."

"And then?" Zheng Fan said lightly.

"There are only four elders of Tianxingmen." Yang Xuelan said with a worried face, "There are six direct disciples, but there are only four elders. Brother, tell me, what should I do?"

"I don't know what senior sister should do." Although Zheng Fan guessed the meaning of Yang Xuelan's words, he didn't point it out.

Yang Xuelan said: "Senior sister knows what to do, as long as there is one less inner disciple."

After the words fell, Yang Xuelan held a long silver whip like a sharp sword in her palm, and wrapped it around Zheng Fan's neck.

As long as Yang Xuelan flicks it lightly, she is confident that Zheng Fan's head will disappear immediately.

"Junior Brother, it's more cruel than blaming Senior Sister. The world of cultivating immortals has always been weak and strong. If you want to blame it, you are too stupid." Yang Xuelan's tone gradually became cold, "The food and wine just now should be regarded as practicing wine."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Xuelan's palms that clenched the silver-white long whip suddenly strengthened.

She has done this kind of thing several times, and she has long been familiar with the road, knowing that Zheng Fan's head will soon be separated from his neck and go away.

Clang clang.

There was a sound of metal clashing.

When the silver and white long whip was tightening Zheng Fan's neck, it couldn't break Zheng Fan's neck at all.

Zheng Fan's neck seemed to be made of metal, causing the silver-white whip to emit bursts of sparks.

"This...how is this possible." Yang Xuelan saw the scene in front of her, her pupils widened, as if she had seen a ghost.

Just now Zheng Fan obviously drank the pot of wine, why nothing happened.

You must know that even a strong person at the peak of the Transformation God Realm will lose power for a short time after drinking that jug of wine.

Unless the opponent is a powerful immortal cultivator in the realm of refining the void.

Yang Xuelan shook her head, she couldn't believe that Zheng Fan would be a strong man in the Void Refining Realm.

With a flick of his right hand, Zheng Fan dropped the long silver whip wrapped around his neck, and said indifferently, "You killed the previous few?"

Yang Xuelan's silver-white long whip was thrown away. Hearing Zheng Fan's words, she panicked for a moment, and quickly calmed down. "The former group of direct disciples are too weak, so if you kill them, you will kill them."

After she finished speaking, she intentionally gave Zheng Fan a wink, "You are different, you are much stronger than them, let alone an elder in the future, you may also get the position of the head of the Tianxingmen."

While Yang Xuelan was speaking, she showed her snow-white fragrant shoulders, and said with winking eyes: "Junior Brother, Senior Sister is willing to apologize for the previous recklessness."

Zheng Fan listened to Yang Xuelan's words, and said coldly together: "Sect Master of Tianxingmen, I'm not interested, I just want to ask you a question now."

"What's the problem?" Yang Xuelan saw that Zheng Fan was not interested in the head of the Tianxing Gate, her tone was so cold, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead: "If the senior sister knows, tell the junior brother as much as possible."

When she spoke, her figure kept retreating, trying to get closer to the gate of the palace.

Time to get out of this area.

Zheng Fan saw Yang Xuelan's actions, but did not stop him, "Where are the medicinal herbs stored in the Tianxing Gate?"

Yang Xuelan thought that Zheng Fan would ask some important confidential matters, but she didn't expect it to be such a trivial matter.

She pretended to be calm, and at the same time she stepped back slightly, "The place where the Tianxing Gate stores medicinal herbs is called the Hall of Eternal Life."

When Zheng Fan was searching earlier, he saw the Hall of Eternal Life, but there was nothing there, and it didn't look like a place where medicinal herbs were stored.

Even the Nine-Tailed Fox Artifact Spirit didn't sense the aura of great medicine in the Hall of Longevity.

Seeing that Zheng Fan was distracted, Yang Xuelan retreated dozens of steps, left the hall, and ran away.

She didn't want to put her life in the hands of others, otherwise she wouldn't have one more direct disciple, so she would kill one.

As long as he can survive tonight, there will be plenty of ways to make Zheng Fan die in the Zongmen Grand Competition tomorrow.

As for what happened tonight, even if Zheng Fan said it, no one would believe his words.

After all, in the eyes of many Tianxingmen disciples, she is a gentle, kind, understanding senior sister.

(End of this chapter)