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A big black pot(1/2)



The distance of three hundred thousand miles is not too far for Yang Yunfan.

There is no need for the [Treasure Ship of Wisdom] to make a big move. It won't take long for him to fly in the physical body.



About an hour later.

Yang Yunfan came to an area with many mountains.

"Is this the ancestral land of the Holy Tiger Clan?"

Yang Yunfan scanned it with his consciousness, and soon he noticed a familiar soul aura, which was none other than Little White Tiger.

He had a close encounter with Little White Tiger in the Red Lotus Magic Mountain. Naturally, he was no stranger to her soul aura.

"brush!"

The next moment, Yang Yunfan descended directly.

This is a quiet lake.

Beside the lake, a girl wearing animal skins and with a faint "king" tiger stripe on her forehead was holding a long sword and gesticulating alone. She would stop from time to time, frowning and thinking about it.

Obviously, she is practicing swordsmanship.

It's just that she doesn't seem to be very good at swordsmanship.

"It's so difficult."

"Just trying to practice sword intent will take a long time."

"But if I don't practice my sword intention, how can I have the nerve to ask the [Master Sword Master] for sword skills?"

The little white tiger was a little frustrated.

In the past few days, whenever she had free time, she went to the lake to practice swordsmanship, mainly because she felt that she could not waste this opportunity after meeting the [Sword Master]. Therefore, she worked hard to practice swordsmanship.

If she's lucky, she'll get started with cultivation.

In the future, if she goes to ask the Master Sword Master for advice, wouldn't she also be able to become a little Sword Master?

"Um?"

"There is something unusual about the rhythm in the wind."

However, at this moment, the little white tiger frowned slightly and noticed something unusual.

Her feeling for sound waves is extraordinary.

At this time, she heard some different kinds of piercing sounds in the wind.

She could confirm the identity of everyone in the Holy Tiger Clan through their voices. However, this voice was very unfamiliar and very slight. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't have heard it at all.

As expected, a super strong person came!

brush!

The next moment, the little white tiger suddenly turned around and made a defensive move.

"Um?"

But soon, she saw the person coming clearly, but she couldn't help but froze on the spot, her eyes were full of disbelief, and her amber eyes flickered.

The next moment, she shouted excitedly: "Mr. Sword Master, is it you? I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"It's not a dream."

Yang Yunfan smiled.

However, as a member of the [Shura Clan], he is naturally cold and cold. Even his smile is full of cold murderous intent.

"Mr. Sword Saint, are you here this time for the sake of our Holy Tiger Clan? I'm so touched." Little White Tiger was really touched. She thought she needed to spend another hundred thousand points to go to the [Wishing Pond]

】I am asking Mr. Sword Master to help me.

Unexpectedly, the cold-looking Mr. Sword Master could be so considerate.

"Um."

Yang Yunfan nodded coldly and said: "In addition, I also want to ask the people of the [Pure Land Sect] to borrow a treasure."

"Mr. Sword Master, what treasure do you want? I will definitely help you."

Little White Tiger hated the Pure Land Sect in her heart. But before, she was alone and could not afford to offend the [Pure Land Sect]. But now, she has such a big boss behind her. She is so scared!

I must let out all the bad energy I had been holding back!

"No rush."

"I'll settle your matter first. I'll have enough time to ask them for it slowly."

On the way here, Yang Yunfan made a point of contacting me.

The deity gave a response, [Jade Butterfly] is practicing deep in the Zixiao Palace, and seems to be digesting the energy of the [Golden Apple]... In the direction of the Zixiao Palace, there is now a golden cloud, extremely bright, with frequent strange phenomena.

After receiving this answer, Yang Yunfan immediately felt at ease.

If he can contact the deity, he can keep track of the whereabouts of [Creation Jade Butterfly] at any time. If [Creation Jade Butterfly] wants to dissipate the power that is blessing [Shura Clone], the deity can also come forward to help intercede.

In short, he must bring back that one thing from [Pure Land Sect] to resurrect [Princess] and others.

"oh."

The little white tiger didn't dare to ask any more questions.

What Mr. Sword Master wants to do must concern everyone in the world, and it is not something she can ask casually.

"Mr. Sword Saint, it is an honor for our Holy Tiger clan to have you come to our Holy Tiger clan. Tonight, I want to hold a grand banquet to make everyone happy." The little white tiger was very excited and couldn't help but think about it.

We should introduce Yang Yunfan to other tribesmen.

This is the sword that is famous all over the world.

Holy】Ah.

The sword light was piercing and horizontal, overwhelming [Aphrodite], the super being in the castle, the creation-level main god, even the great god did not dare to take a breath.

With him standing behind the Holy Tiger Clan, will the Holy Tiger Clan still need to fear the Pure Land Sect in the future?

"Mr. Sword Saint, if you don't want to, forget it..."

Seeing that Yang Yunfan didn't respond for a long time, Little White Tiger became a little flustered, blaming herself for taking the initiative. If Mr. Sword Saint was unhappy because of this, she would become the sinner of the entire Holy Tiger clan.

"I don't like excitement."

Yang Yunfan knew what Xiao Baihu was thinking, but he really had no intention of attending any banquet.

"yes."

Hearing this, Little White Tiger's heart trembled, and she quickly lowered her head, clasping her hands, extremely scared. If Mr. Sword Master let go and left, she would not be able to spend another 100,000 points to invite a big shot of the same level.

.

"However, I can meet with some elders of your Holy Tiger Clan and let them know about your efforts for the Holy Tiger Clan." Yang Yunfan winked at the little white tiger.

One hundred thousand points.

Who knows how much time this little guy spent picking medicinal herbs.

Her efforts cannot be in vain.

At the very least, she must let the upper echelons of the Holy Tiger Clan know about her efforts for the Holy Tiger Clan.

"Ah...thank you Mr. Sword Master!"

Little White Tiger was stunned for a moment, thinking she had heard wrongly. When she saw Yang Yunfan blinking at her, she suddenly understood something and her face turned red.

Mr. Juggernaut, you are really considerate.

Although he looks indifferent and avoids strangers, he must be very delicate in his heart, and he has even considered this for himself.

What a gentle person.

"Mr. Sword Saint, I will inform the patriarch of the good news right now. I believe he will be very happy." After the little white tiger finished speaking, he ran towards the cave where the old patriarch lived.

"It's so lively."

Yang Yunfan looked at the young and invincible look of the little white tiger and smiled softly.

Then, he flew over, followed the little white tiger, and entered the base camp of the Holy Tiger Clan.



In the Holy Tiger Clan, people come and go.

Very lively.

However, the strange thing is that they didn't seem to see Yang Yunfan and allowed him to enter the clan at will.

After all, the Holy Tiger Clan is full of monks, and they are used to scanning their surroundings with their spiritual senses. However, at this moment, they encountered Yang Yunfan, who did not emit any aura at all. Their spiritual senses were all disabled at this moment.

"Um?"
To be continued...
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