Fantasy: I, The Longevity Body, Have Survived Ten Generations Of Geniuses

"Hey!" Gu Tang and Kong Sheng sighed at the same time, regretting their original impulse.

"Two senior brothers, even if Patriarch Zuijian and Fairy Xuefu don't care about anything, aren't there any Foundation Building elders on Yunxia Peak to take care of it?"

"Elder Foundation Building? No."

Gu Tang and Kong Sheng looked at each other and smiled bitterly, shaking their heads at the same time.

"No way? There isn't even a Foundation Building elder in Yunxia Peak?"

Ye Fan was shocked.

As far as he knew, Xuan Shuang Sect could easily send out ten Foundation Building elders from any other peak except Yunxia Peak.

As for Yunxia Peak, there is not one, which is simply magical.

"Junior brother Ye, I'm not going to lie to you, it really doesn't happen.

Gu Tang and Kong Sheng looked bitter.

"Two senior brothers, as the saying goes, 'The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is seven to two cents less fragrant than the plum blossoms.' Even if you are in adversity, as long as you have the courage to go against the current, you will be able to ride the wind and waves in ten days."

Ye Fan was silent for a moment and said words of comfort to Gu Tang and Kong Sheng.

"What Junior Brother Ye said makes sense! No matter how difficult we are, as long as our faith remains unchanged, we will see the rainbow one day!"

Gu Tang nodded slowly.

"The two junior brothers are so right! We are sword cultivators. We are afraid of hardships and hardships. The more difficult it is, the more we must face the difficulties and bravely accept the challenges of fate!"

Kong Sheng smiled angrily.

The three of them encouraged each other, and for a while they felt a little more confident about the future.

"Junior Brother Ye, come here and see if you are satisfied with this Cave Mansion!"

At this time, Tangquan's loud voice came from afar.

"Junior Brother Ye, let's go over and take a look."

"good."

The three of them came to the newly opened Cave Mansion together.

“Not bad!”

Ye Fan walked around the Cave Mansion and felt quite satisfied.

The entire Cave Mansion is about more than 100 square meters in size. In addition to the lobby, there are three rooms. It is not luxurious, but it is enough for Ye Fan.

"Thank you so much, senior brothers!"

Ye Fan bowed his hands to everyone.

"Haha, Junior Brother Ye, you don't have to be polite!"

All the Yunxia Peak disciples waved their hands indifferently.

"Brothers, this is the spiritual wine I brewed myself. The taste is acceptable. Junior brother just arrived at Yunxia Peak today and got help from all the senior brothers. I can't repay it, so I invite everyone to drink some spiritual wine.

Ye Fan took out more than twenty pots of spiritual wine and gave each person a cup.

"Hey, Junior Brother Ye, you are so polite!"

Among the people in Yunxia Peak, there are many drunkards like Tang Quan.

Ye Fan's actions made people feel good about him, and he began to integrate into the sword cultivator group of Yunxia Peak.

"Hey, this spiritual wine brewed by Junior Brother Ye is really good!"

"Yes, yes, if it were sold outside, it would probably be worth a lot of money.

"Sell whatever you want. Such a good spiritual wine, of course I keep it for myself."

"Speaking of which, Junior Brother Ye's Cave Mansion is a bit too empty. Later we will go to the back mountain to cut some spiritual trees and help Junior Brother Ye make some sets of furniture."

"Okay, let's go after drinking."

Hearing everyone's discussion, Ye Fan felt that these senior brothers had true temperaments, and perhaps only people with such temperaments could become sword cultivators.

After drinking the spirit wine, everyone from Yunxia Peak ran to the back mountain collectively and chopped down a lot of spirits.

Then I made several sets of furniture directly in the Cave Mansion.

Beds, coffee tables, chairs, tables, everything you need, everything anyone can think of has been made.

"Brothers, thank you very much!"

"You're welcome, Junior Brother Ye, we're leaving!"

It was not until the evening when everyone was drunk and drank all the spiritual wine that they said goodbye to Ye Fan and left.

"This Cave Mansion is much more comfortable than the two bungalows in Yehuling."

After everyone left, Ye Fan lay comfortably on the newly made spirit wood chair and let out a comfortable sigh.

"Squeak!"

Xiaohong sneaked into Cave Mansion.

"Haha, Xiaohong, long time no see!"

Ye Fan took out a few Spirit Medicine plants and fed them while petting the foxes.

"squeak!"

"You went to Yehuling and didn't find me?"

"I went out some time ago!"

One person and one fox chatted until midnight, and finally Ye Fan hugged the little fox and fell asleep directly on the spiritual wooden chair...

Early the next morning, Ye Fan rode the flying sword to the top of Yunxia Peak and the entrance of Nangong Xuefu's Cave Mansion.

How could he not understand at this time that he had been deceived by Nangong Xuefu.

No disciples at Yunxia Peak were willing to come, but he had to pay the price of ten pots of spiritual wine every month.

It's simply a trick to kill people without compensating for their lives!

But if he said it, he would throw water away. No matter how dissatisfied he was, he could only hold his nose and admit it.

For this reason, it was naturally impossible for Ye Fan to give her a good look when he met Nangong Xuefu.

Nangong Xuefu, on the other hand, showed a rare smile, which looked like a gloating smile to Ye Fan.

"This is a year's worth of spiritual wine. I'm going to be in seclusion for a while. If it lasts more than a year, I'll replenish it when I come out."

Ye Fan took a deep breath and waved his right hand, and 120 pots of 500-year-old "Sanyang Jade Dew" appeared on the coffee table in front of Nangong Xuefu.

"Um.

Nangong Xuefu's eyes sparkled, and she immediately put the spirit wine on the coffee table into a storage bag.

"This is a Gold Core Demonic Cultivator's storage bag. Can you help me erase the divine mark on it?"

Ye Fan took out the storage bag of the Gold Core Demonic Cultivator he killed.

"Did you pick this up?"

An moved look appeared on Nangong Xuefu's face.

"I didn't pick it up at 0.8, but I killed a Gold Core Demonic Cultivator from the Blood Demon Cult with a Rank Four Talisman."

Ye Fan said calmly.

"Rank Four Talisman? That's it."

Nangong Xuefu glanced at Ye Fan meaningfully.

For someone who can take out more than a hundred pots of Apex Level spirit wine in one breath, it is not surprising that he has a Rank Four spirit talisman.

Nangong Xuefu inevitably became curious about Ye Fan.

"This is the spiritual mark of a monk in the middle stage of Gold Core. It will take a while."

Nangong Xuefu did not refuse, took the storage bag from Ye Fan, and then began to erase the mark of divine consciousness on it.

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