Living in the world of cultivation

After returning to the Heavenly Demon Sect, Su Fan went directly back to Chili Peak.

Now the immortals and demons get along well at home, and Li Miaoxue simply lives in Chili Peak, which saves him the trouble of running back and forth.

Although he has been away for more than a year, the three women at home don't take it too seriously.

Now, in addition to practicing, they will play mahjong in the cave every day when they are free, and they are having a lot of fun.

Not only them, mahjong has become popular in the Heavenly Demon Sect now.

It is estimated that in the near future, mahjong may be popular throughout the Qingkong Star Region.

The cultivators in the world of cultivation usually practice very boringly, and playing a few rounds when they have nothing to do is definitely a good pastime.

But there are more rules for playing mahjong between cultivators. Each mahjong card must be engraved with an isolation array to avoid the detection of the cultivators' spiritual consciousness.

Even the mahjong room, mahjong table, chairs, etc., must be carefully arranged.

There is no way. There are so many ways for monks to cheat that it is hard to guard against. If you are not careful, the cards will be changed.

After Su Fan came back, he played with them a few times, but he lost miserably.

Now the card skills of the women have improved greatly, and Su Fan's level can no longer keep up with them. Every time they play, he loses.

After Su Fan reunited with several Taoist companions for a few days, he began to retreat.

In recent years, Su Fan has obviously increased the intensity of his practice, not to mention the fundamental method "Hunyuan Huaqi Zhenjing" and the soul method "Demon Eye Refining Shen Zhenjing".

Then there are the spells and magical powers he has mastered, and he practices hard every day. Although many spells and magical powers have been improved to the point of no progress, he still does not slack off.

Now that he has broken through the fifth level of "Heavenly Demon Saint Body Art", Su Fan has put all his energy on it, and he practices hard every day.

He also wants to complete the practice of the technique as soon as possible and achieve the Ten Thousand Poison Body.

After breaking through the fifth level of the technique, although the strength and power of the body did not increase much, after many days of exploration, Su Fan found a change that was different from the past.

Su Fan had tried many methods and finally figured out the gains after this breakthrough.

That is, the toughness of the body has greatly improved, that is, the ability to resist corrosion and poison has been significantly enhanced.

Now Su Fan is not immune to all poisons, but it is almost there.

Moreover, with the cultivation of the body to his current level, there is nothing that can corrode his body.

This is the case when the fifth level of the "Heavenly Demon Saint Body Art" has not been cultivated to perfection. Once he achieves the Ten Thousand Poison Body, the toughness of the body will be qualitatively improved.

Moreover, with continuous cultivation, the poisonous fog in Su Fan's Dao Seed has become more and more condensed like ink, and the toxicity seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

He once used several monsters to test the degree of the poisonous fog, and as a result, he touched the monster's body with his hands covered with poison, and the monster's body instantly turned into a pool of sewage.

Later, he tried it on the bodies of the demons and the races respectively, and the results were no different.

Su Fan also had to sigh that the poisonous fog in his Dao Seed was definitely a very abnormal thing.

He couldn't help but look forward to the state after the completion of the practice.

Not only did he achieve the Ten Thousand Poisons Body, but he also had two magical powers that came with the practice, which must be very powerful.

At midnight, a crescent moon in the void cast a cold light.

Under the cold moonlight, the thatched cottage in a corner of the cave looked particularly desolate.

Su Fan sat cross-legged alone in the small courtyard outside the cave. He slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and then stood up from the ground.

Now his practice and magic skills seem to have reached a bottleneck, and his progress in cultivation is almost zero.

This is also a helpless thing. It's not just him. Almost all the cultivators who dare not break through to the middle stage of the Golden Core are the same.

In this world of cultivation, it is a very common phenomenon for cultivators to break through to the late stage of the Golden Core after more than 200 years.

Those who can break through to the Nascent Soul Realm before the age of 500 are all the chosen ones of the major super sects.

Of course, the Demon Sect has many secret ways to take shortcuts, but the price is very high.

Only cultivators who have no hope for the future or whose end is approaching will choose to take risks.

After a day of practice, Su Fan was about to return to the thatched cottage to rest, but suddenly stopped.

His eyes condensed, and his consciousness was completely released, and the scene of hundreds of feet in radius was in full view.

Coupled with his keen perception, even the slightest movement around could not escape his investigation.

Although he did not find any abnormality, his intuition told him that someone was secretly spying on him at this moment.

Su Fan turned around and stood in the courtyard with a calm face.

If even he could not find the person who was spying on him, it could only mean that the other party's cultivation was far higher than his.

If he was outside, Su Fan might be nervous, but inside the mountain gate of the Heavenly Demon Sect, it could only be a big shot in the sect.

So he simply withdrew his consciousness and waited silently for the other party to appear.

As expected, a figure slowly emerged in the air in the courtyard. After the other party's figure was fully revealed, Su Fan hurriedly bowed and respectfully saluted the other party.

"Disciple Su Fan, I pay my respects to the Demon Lord..."

The person who appeared in front of him was the old monster who helped him overcome the inner demon tribulation when he broke through the golden elixir.

"The fifth level..."

Seeing Su Fan nod, the other party glanced at him.

The other party's eyes swept over him, and he couldn't help but shudder. He felt that he was seen through from inside to outside.

"Huh..."

The old man frowned and asked: "Where did you practice? There is something about the strange poison in the Tao seed..."

Su Fan hurriedly told him about the discovery of the Eye of Ten Thousand Poisons by "Chongzhitian".

The other party nodded, then sighed with emotion, and the expression on his face seemed to be reminiscing about something in the past.

"Not bad..."

The old man stretched out his hand to him and said: "You cast a little poison, let me see it..."

After hearing what the other party said, Su Fan didn't dare to be negligent. The Tao seed in his body spun violently, and a dark breath like ink came to his fingertips along his arm.

Su Fan flicked it lightly, and a drop of black poisonous mist the size of a grain of rice floated in front of the old man.

As soon as the other party raised his hand, the black poisonous fog the size of a grain of rice was caught in his hand.

"Your poison is much stronger than mine back then..."

After he said that, he flicked his finger and sent the poisonous fog the size of a grain of rice back to Su Fan's hand.

"Refine it well. When you have completed the fifth level of the technique, even if the Nascent Soul sees you, it will have to avoid you..."

Su Fan was immediately excited after hearing this. It seemed that the poisonous fog in the Eye of Ten Thousand Poisons was far more intense than he had imagined.

The old man opposite glanced at him, thought for a while and said, "I promised you before that I would give you a hundred years, but now I'm afraid it won't work..."

After hearing what the other party said, Su Fan was a little confused.

Isn't this what Dong Ming Demon Lord promised him before? But the old man in front of him is obviously not a person.

"What you saw before was my clone, that was my appearance when I was young..."

After hearing what Dong Ming Demon Lord said, Su Fan suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he was valued by Dong Ming Demon Lord. It seemed that the old man should also be a physical cultivator.

And he suddenly remembered one thing. When he showed the bone talisman to the blood bone of the Tianmo Sect that he met in the time and space arena, the other party seemed to have mentioned the name of Dongming Demon Lord.

Because the two people looked so different, Su Fan didn't think about it at all.

He understood what Dongming Demon Lord meant. The reason why he came to him in advance should be that the threat from Sulun Star Region has reached a point where it can't be delayed.

Although the various sects in Qingkong Star Region have not made any movement, the old monsters in Qingkong Star Region may have already started to lay out.

Now the layout of the top leaders may be almost done. Next, the major sects in Qingkong Star Region will also start to move.

Su Fan couldn't help but sigh secretly. It seems that the world is going to be in chaos again.

It's only been a few days since he had a peaceful life. Can't he just lie down comfortably?

Forget it, don't think about those useless things.

Whatever happens.

Su Fan can see that this world of cultivation may never be really peaceful.

The only thing that made him feel relieved was that the other party promised him a hundred years, and now more than half of it had passed, so there was nothing to regret.

Thinking of this, Su Fan hurriedly bowed and made a great salute.

"Junior will obey the order of the Demon Lord..."

After listening to Su Fan's words, Dongming Demon Lord nodded with satisfaction.

"I came here today just to see the situation after your breakthrough. I think it's not so urgent to use your words. There are still a few years left. You have a number in your mind..."

At this point, Dongming Demon Lord glanced at Su Fan.

"Since you haven't fulfilled the promise, I can promise you one thing. You think about it carefully and tell me when you have thought it through..."

Su Fan didn't even think about it, and hurriedly said: "I want to ask the Demon Lord to help me save someone..."

Dongming Demon Lord frowned and said: "Who do you want to save..."

Su Fan hurriedly told Dongming Demon Lord about his master Hong Zitong.

Although Su Fan has spent a lot of money in recent years and purchased a lot of top-grade elixirs to increase life span, he still couldn't find a way to treat the old man's injuries.

After so many years, Hong Zitong's deadline is only in the next two years.

After hearing Su Fan's conditions, Dong Ming Demon Lord was a little surprised. He didn't expect Su Fan to put forward such a condition.

This condition may be troublesome for others, even Yuanying Zhenjun may not be able to do it.

But for Huashen Demon Lord, it is really not a big deal, even a piece of cake.

Dong Ming Demon Lord couldn't help but look at Su Fan again, and his heart was touched.

In this world of cultivation, cultivators are often people with indifferent natures. They can give up everything for the sake of the Tao. There are few people like Su Fan.

This is something Huashen Tianzun promised, which is absolutely rare.

It was used casually by Su Fan, and it was to help a person whose deadline was approaching. There is no doubt about it.

If other cultivators knew about it, they would be so angry that they would die.

Such a good opportunity was wasted by him, which is simply a waste of heaven's gift.

However, this also made Dongming Tianzun look up to Su Fan. At least this kid is nostalgic. Such a talent is worth cultivating.

"Well... I know..."

After Dongming Mozun finished speaking, his figure slowly disappeared from the small courtyard.

Seeing the other party leave, Su Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He did not regret asking Dongming Mozun to heal the healer Zun Hong Zitong.

This time, the old man's matter was resolved and the only worry in his heart was gone. From now on, he has nothing left to do.

I guess if I leave this time, I won’t have much chance to live such a leisurely life in the future.

In the next few years, Su Fan must try his best to be fully prepared. Who knows what kind of dangerous situation he will face in the future.

In the next few months, all the major sects in the Blue Sky Star Territory began to undergo some changes.

The Heavenly Demon God Sect brought back all the inner disciples and elite disciples from various battlefields, and held a big competition within the sect.

All the Jindan disciples of the sect participated in this inexplicable competition, and the top five hundred disciples were determined. They left the sect in a bone boat not long after.

Not long after, the disciples of the Demon God Sect who were proficient in pills, talismans, weapons, formations and puppets also held a competition and selected hundreds of disciples with good skills.

Not only that, even some Qi-training and foundation-building disciples with good potential were selected and then left the Heavenly Demon Sect in bone boats.

No one knows where these people have gone. Even the sect's Nascent Soul Demon Lord has kept silent and has not revealed a single word.

At this time, no matter how short-sighted the person is, they feel that something is wrong.

What followed was a variety of rumors that continued to circulate among various sects, but it was also difficult to distinguish between true and false, and there was very little reliable news.

Of course, these nonsense have nothing to do with Su Fan.

Not only him, but also senior sister, Gu Qinghuan and Li Miaoxue were not affected at all. They lived their lives as they should.

However, Luo Guyin is not so lucky. She has left the sect and there is no news so far. Even the communication array talisman cannot be contacted.

Su Fan specifically contacted Ye Tianhe, but there was no news at all.

Meng Chao and Shen Yue, as well as many monks from the Xuanluo Realm, have also lost their news.

Su Fan was sitting cross-legged in his senior sister's cave. Gu Qinghuan, who was making tea next to him, poured him a cup and placed it in front of him.

The senior sister took Gu Qinghuan's tea cup and took a gentle sip.

"Su Fan, what's going on? Master can't be contacted until now..."

Su Fan took a sip of tea and said, "It's okay, at least it's been okay for the past ten or eight years..."

Seeing that Su Fan was not in a hurry, Li Miaoxue also came over and sat down next to him.

"Su Fan, do you know any news..."

"How do I know the news..."

After Su Fan finished speaking, he drank another cup of tea and said, "But, Demon Lord Dongming is looking for me and he has to summon me in advance..."

"What, didn't we agree on a hundred years..."

After listening to the senior sister's words, Su Fan smiled bitterly.

"I think so too. Although I don't know what happened, something must have happened..."

Recently, they didn't even think about playing mahjong, and they were all very nervous.

So Su Fan didn't tell them the truth. Anyway, there were still a few years left, so let them enjoy themselves day by day.

The senior sister came over, hugged Su Fan's arm, and put her head in his arms.

"Su Fan, I'm a little scared..."

Su Fan slapped her butt and said with a smile: "I'm so scared. If the sky falls, there will be tall people watching..."