Landing a Fantasy Game in the World of Mythology

　　"Qi refiners are rare."

　　Lin Fan wasn't surprised. Qi cultivators used Qi to connect the mind, and they needed to breathe out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Although this Jintai Mansion was good, it was not as good as those spiritual land.

　　However, Lin Fan had an entire fantasy world as his backing, so naturally there was no such problem.

　　"Huh? Lin Fan, are you all right?"

　　At this time, a voice suddenly came from the side.

　　Lin Fan turned his head and saw a few meters away, a young man was standing, dressed in Chinese clothes, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist. He was quite handsome. He was looking at himself with a surprised expression.

　　The memory emerged in his mind, and Lin Fan quickly knew that this person was named Chen Yan, and he was a Confucian student who studied in the academy with his predecessor, but he was always overwhelmed by his predecessor, and the Tongsheng exam was not as good as his predecessor.

　　There has always been a rift between the two, and they often do not deal with each other.

　　There has always been a rift between the two, and they often do not deal with each other.

　　But now, in Lin Fan's eyes, he was like a clown who jumped on the beam, so he could ignore it.

　　Glancing a glance, Lin Fan didn't say anything and walked into the city gate with the little maid and the little white fox.

　　"Damn! This poor scholar dares to ignore me!"

　　Looking at Lin Fan's posture, Chen Yan was furious and gritted his teeth.

　　"What are you doing?" At this time, beside Chen Yan, a Taoist priest suddenly appeared, wearing a Taoist crown and a Taoist robe, with long eyebrows and narrow eyes, and a thin mouth (bhbc), which looked a little dark.

　　"Master", seeing this person, Chen Yan changed his arrogance, lowered his eyebrows, and said respectfully, "It's nothing, I met an opponent who used to study."

　　The Taoist priest glanced at Lin Fan, didn't notice the slightest breath, his muscles and bones were also soft, and he ignored it, "This kind of trash who only knows how to read, when you reach the shelling state, you can crush him like an ant. "

　　"What the master said is that it is disciple Meng Lang."

　　Chen Yan immediately made a gesture of being taught, his eyes became calm, and he glanced at Lin Fan as if he were looking at dust.

　　The Taoist nodded with satisfaction. It was quite difficult to find a successor with good qualifications. He happened to meet Chen Yan when he went out. After asking, the other party also yearned for Xiu Dao, so he accepted him.

　　"Let's go. In a few days, it will be the Taoist cultivator gathering in Jintaifu. I will show you the Taoist cultivators here, so as to pave the way for the future. This is the real business."

　　"Yes, Master."

　　...

　　After entering the city, Lin Fan found the deacon in charge of housing in the city and wanted to buy a large house.

　　"Young Master Lin," the deacon in charge was a middle-aged man with thick eyes and a very capable look. At this moment, his face was showing embarrassment, "The mansion in Fucheng has been ordered from above, and it cannot be returned to us. inside..."

　　Lin Fan frowned. He moved to a more spacious and comfortable place. If he built a small courtyard, he might as well go back to the town.

　　"Really do not have?"

　　"This", the middle-aged deacon was about to shake his head, but he stopped suddenly, his eyes lit up, "There is one place that meets Young Master Lin's requirements, but..."

　　At this point, the deacon shook his head, "Forget it."

　　Ok?

　　Lin Fan's brows moved, he thought of something, and said, "Haunted house?"

　　In general, large houses can't be sold. Apart from being haunted, Lin Fan couldn't think of a second possibility.

　　The deacon nodded solemnly, "Exactly, this house is located on the banks of the Qingshui River in the east of the city. It is very delicate, but the house is haunted. Over time, no one bought it."

　　"Master, you don't want to buy it, do you?" Beside her, the little maid Xiao Lian said anxiously, her eyes were wide open, she was most afraid of ghosts.

　　Lin Fan patted Xiao Lian's head, then raised his head and said to the deacon, "Take me there, I'll take a look."

Chapter 71 Xiaoxie and Qiurong! (3/5)

　　On the Qingshui River, the warm wind is slowly, sparkling, and a pleasant feeling.

　　In that corner, a house sits, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with pavilions and pavilions, with good feng shui.

　　"It really is a haunted house."

　　The stars in Lin Fan's eyes twinkled, and through the many obstacles, he understood that the house was full of yin and ghosts. "Interesting."

　　Then, he turned to look at the middle-aged deacon next to him, "It's just this house, I- bought it."

　　Although there was a sky-high yin qi, Lin Fan was not afraid of these, and he was confident enough to calm down.

　　"This... Young Master Lin, are you not thinking about it?"

　　"Master, there's a ghost!"

　　Seeing this, the middle-aged deacon and Xiaolian both persuaded him.

　　"It's okay."

　　Lin Fan waved his hand, and the dust settled, "Xiao Lian, you and the deacon will complete the handover of the copywriting. The money has been given to you. Go and buy some servants and maids. Let's go."

　　"Yes."

　　Xiaolian knew the character of her young master, so she had to agree.

　　"Young master will be fine."

　　Xiaolian and the middle-aged deacon left, and kept talking to themselves on the road, "Now the young master is not what he used to be. His martial arts are so strong that even the goddess have been beaten to death, and the mere ghosts are definitely not a problem."

　　...

　　"Go in and see."

　　Lin Fan tapped the little white fox's head on his shoulders, his feet were a little bit, there were stars lingering, and he was as light as a crane. In an instant, he crossed the wall and came to the courtyard.

　　I saw willows hanging down, continuous pavilions, and lotus ponds of different sizes, blooming brilliantly and colorful.

　　There are also purple bamboos swaying, revealing strands of elegance and chic.

　　However, this kind of beauty not only did not make people feel lingering, but it felt eerie and chilly.

　　"Such a strong ghost."

　　The power of Lin Fan's soul spread out, grasping the four directions, he sensed a ferocious ghostly aura pervading the whole house.

　　"interesting."

　　Lin Fan smiled, Tsing Yi moved, and went into the depths of the mansion alone.

　　But seeing the bamboo and willows in the shadows, the scene is gloomy, dim, and it seems that the light has been robbed.

　　Suddenly there was a cloudy wind blowing, which made people creepy.

　　"The land of feng shui, born for raising ghosts..."

　　Lin Fan glanced around, his eyes were bright, shining in all directions, and everything could be seen.

　　"Jie Jie..."

　　Walking into the inner hall, there was a sound of laughter that was not human, and the open door was blowing with the wind. The combination of the two was simply creepy. If you were an ordinary person, you would have been frightened. cold.

　　However, Lin Fan was indifferent and continued to walk, as if he was a daring artist.

　　At this time, behind Lin Fan, a pale white figure slowly appeared, a vague white shadow, dressed in white, appeared behind Lin Fan, and silently stretched out his claws and grabbed the back of his head.

　　Just when Bai Ying thought he was about to succeed, he suddenly saw the young man in front turn around and looked over with a pair of bright and startling eyes.

　　Bai Ying was suddenly startled, and immediately floated back, about to merge into the wall behind him.

　　"Did I let you go?"

　　"Did I let you go?"

　　An indifferent voice came, but seeing Lin Fan grabbing lightly, Bai Ying was horrified to find that his body was out of control, and he instantly retreated back.

　　"A female ghost in white."

　　Lin Fan looked at the imprisoned white shadow in front of him. It was a white-clothed woman with loose hair. Above her ten fingers, her nails were dark, like swords, and filled with a strong smell of blood. Obviously, the other party did not harm anyone.

　　"You dare to touch me! My master will not spare you!"

　　The female ghost struggled with all her might, but was blocked by Lin Fanxing, her eyes showed viciousness, and she screamed.

　　Lin Fan was indifferent, and directly put his palm on the female ghost, launched a soul search, and instantly turned his memory into his own use.

　　After a short while, after a shrill scream, the female ghost split open, her body disintegrated, and she vanished into ashes.

　　"It hurt so many people to be safe, so the background is not small."

　　In the inner room, Lin Fan read the memories of the female ghost, and knew in his heart that the person standing behind the female ghost was one of the top leaders of the Jintaifu Taoist Alliance.

　　The Dao League is an organization of cultivators who are united together. They exist in all regions. They are independent of each other and occasionally contact each other. It is an underground organization.

　　After all, the imperial court respected martial arts, and martial arts developed unprecedentedly. Not only were there various martial arts killing techniques, but also various battle armors were refined, which greatly enhanced the power of martial arts.

　　On the other hand, cultivating the Dao is still a bit of a hindrance on the bright side. Of course, it will not be restrained in the dark. After all, it is also a force.

　　Dao cultivators are different from qi refiners. The latter uses qi to channel the spirit and breathe out the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, while the former needs to quench their thoughts in the world, burn their thoughts with the fire of all living beings, and give birth to yin spirits. Yang Yuanshen achieves immortality.

　　Therefore, cultivators need to enter the world, while Qi cultivators need to avoid the world.

　　"One of the upper floors..."

　　Lin Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. Most of the cultivators were as indifferent as ice. They regarded all living beings as ants, standing high above them and crushing them at will.

　　"I don't know the strength of it, I hope you don't let me down."

　　Now that he has just completed his divine body, he naturally wants to try it out and find a whetstone to practice his hands.

　　 …

　　After that, Lin Fan moved on and quickly came to the backyard. Through the memories of the previous female ghosts, he knew that there were two more female ghosts.

　　Arriving in the backyard garden, Lin Fan's soul power poured out and looked in a certain direction, "Come out, Qiu Rong and Xiao Xie."

　　That's right, Qiurong Xiaoxie, the two female ghosts in the story of Liaozhai.

　　hum!hum!

　　As soon as the voice fell, two dots of light flashed out from the flowerbed, and after landing, they manifested as two figures. They were two young girls, both with outstanding appearance and slimness.

　　One is slightly larger, dressed in a red dress, dignified and elegant, the other is slightly smaller, wearing a green dress, with bright eyes, big eyes that are crystal clear.

　　The two women have their own flavors, and the sisters are like flowers.