Du Fan's eyes flashed slightly, but he did not ask anything about the old man's vague words. After he had a moment of brewing in his heart, he suddenly clasped his fists and said, "Du Fan, with the etiquette of our spiritual realm, Du will call him Your Excellency Fellow Daoist Wei."

I’m sorry to be aware that among fellow Taoist Wei and his group, the highest cultivation level is only the hero level. Normally, it is unlikely that you will appear here. Is there any hidden information in it? Can Fellow Wei express it easily?"

"Since it was Fellow Daoist Du's inquiries, I will naturally tell you the truth." The old man in the brown robe smiled kindly, then looked a little sad, sighed, and said, "It's shameful that I took people out of the village this time to deal with a small matter to the edge of Jinge Cangyuan, but unexpectedly, I encountered one of the three disasters of Jinge Cangyuan. It's so unlucky."

"What, you encountered the three disasters of Jin Ge?" A young man's voice sounded. The speaker was not Du Fan, but Ren Ziwen who had just walked out of the chariot. There was a beautiful woman next to him, which was Xiao Yun.

"What is this?" the old man in brown robe glanced at Ren Ziwen and hesitated.

"Fellow Daoist Wei, don't worry, these two are Du's companions." Du Fan explained.

"Oh, it turns out to be a friend of fellow Daoist Du, lucky to know." The old man in the brown robe bowed to Ren Ziwen and Xiao Yun, then he looked solemn and said slowly: "That's right, we are facing the wind disaster of one of the three disasters of Jinge Cangyuan on the edge of Jinge.

It is a blessing in disgrace. If we encounter the other two disasters, we will not have the chance to stand here at this moment."

"You people... couldn't be blown by a strong wind, right?" Ren Ziwen's eyes were strange and he said in a lost voice.

"What this fellow Taoist said is right, that's exactly what it is."

The old man in brown robe nodded, his expression a little awkward. Then he added: "I am already lucky. There are more than twenty people walking with me. The whereabouts of their lives were unknown during the storm. I think they have been buried in the storm."

"I'll ask, how long did that strong wind blow you from the border of the Martial Domain to come here in total?" Ren Ziwen pondered for a while, suddenly thought of something, and asked with a gaze.

When Du Fan heard this, he was immediately excited and looked at the old man in brown robe with a burning look.

In fact, he wanted to ask this question, but he just didn't have the nerve to speak.

The old man with brown robe felt a little depressed, but he still smiled reluctantly and said, "It seems that the time is not long, it should not have been a quarter of an hour. By the way, do you know that this place is probably in the Jinge Cangyuan?"

When Ren Ziwen heard this, his eyes lit up.

"From the spiritual realm, it is between 10% and 20% of the total distance." Du Fan answered casually.

At this moment, his mind was almost completely immersed in the other party's previous words. Just a quarter of an hour of strong wind blew the man out of 80% of the distance between Jinge Cangyuan. This was simply a natural teleportation array!

Of course, he also understood that this wind is not so easy to borrow. Even if it is encountered, the direction may not be right. Even if it is right, the risk is definitely not small. Otherwise, why is this wind not called the teleportation array? It is the Three Disasters of Jin Ge...

"Manager Wei, we came to such a deep area as Jinge Cangyuan without knowing it. We have not completed the major affairs of the owner of the mansion. What should we do?" A middle-aged man walked to the old man with a brown robe, spoke anxiously with a hint of worry.

"There is no other way. We can only go back now. If we had a day to go back to Weiyuan Villa, I would apologize with the owner of the mansion." Wei Dexian sighed, as if he had grown a lot aged suddenly.

"His grandma, what's this?" A rough man couldn't help but swear.

Du Fan, Ren Ziwen and Xiao Yun looked at each other and expressed sympathy for the experience of the old man in the brown robe.

Moreover, judging from their appearance, they probably don’t have anything like flying tools. All martial arts practitioners are proficient in light skills, but Jin Ge Cangyuan is so vast. With the cultivation of these people, if they don’t have twenty or thirty years, they will not be able to fly back even if they are so tired that they vomit blood.

In the endless Jinge Cangyuan, there were more than a dozen people performing their light skills. Just thinking about it, they felt a little terrible and they were simply too powerless...

"Fellow Daoist Wei, the three of us have important things to do, and we still need to continue rushing. Let's take one step forward." Du Fan clasped his fists to the old man in the brown robe and said goodbye. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and took out a piece of thick cloth with his hands.

He handed over the fabric and said, "We can't help anything else. This is a map of Jinge Cangyuan. Although the drawing is rough, you can at least identify the direction so that you won't get lost. Take it."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Du." The old man in the brown robe took the cloth map and thanked him. A smile appeared on his dry old face, but the smile was too bitter, which made Du Fan unable to bear to look at him.

"I dare to ask fellow Daoist Du, are you going to the Martial Realm on this trip?" When Du Fan was about to leave, the old man in the brown robe hesitated for a moment and suddenly asked.

Du Fan thought for a moment and felt that he would never see these people in his life, and was not afraid of the black mission being exposed, so he nodded and admitted it.

"I have a heartless request. I hope Fellow Daoist Du agrees." The old man in the brown robe looked solemn, and while speaking, he bowed deeply to Du Fan.

"Let's talk about it first." Du Fan sighed, without saying a word.

"Fellow Daoist Du is extremely powerful and has flying objects. It is only a matter of time before he can arrive in the Martial Realm.

Weiyuan Villa is on the edge of Jinge Cangyuan, which is the only way to enter the Wu Domain. I hope that when fellow Daoist Du passes there, he will visit our owner, tell him about our situation, and then hand over this thing to the owner."

Speaking of this, the old man in the brown robe paused, took out an exquisite cloth bag from his sleeve, and sent it to Du Fan.

Du Fan glanced at Budai, but did not take it. In silence, he seemed to be hesitating about something.

"Of course I won't let fellow Daoist Du work on this matter in vain. This is a little bit of politeness. I hope fellow Daoist accepts it." The old man with brown robe moved his eyes and took out a cloth bag from his cuff.

"Is this?" Du Fan swept his divine thoughts. He found that this small cloth bag actually had the function of isolating the divine sense to explore. It should be something similar to a storage bag, but it was not activated by the divine sense.

"There are some real stones here. Oh, this thing is equivalent to the spirit stone in the spiritual realm. It is a common object in martial arts. Several people are in the martial arts realm. The expenses of real stones are indispensable." The old man in the brown robe explained, looking at Du Fan, almost begging.

"Okay, I promise you this, but I have something to say first. If I successfully arrive at the Wudi Realm, I will rush to Guishan Villa once. But if there is any accident on the way, I will not be able to complete this matter." Du Fan breathed and nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Du." The old man in the brown robe was overjoyed and quickly thanked him, but there was a hint of worry in his expression.

Du Fan smiled slightly, how could he not know the other party’s thoughts?

He shook his hand and a jade slip appeared and said lightly: "Since it is a transaction, I will naturally not let fellow Daoist Wei suffer a loss. This thing is in our spiritual realm and is called the oath slip. I think there is no need to say more about it. Fellow Daoist Wei should also understand the function of this thing."

Next, Du Fan imprinted the promise in front of the other party and his group of people, and without the old man saying anything, he took the initiative to speak out that he would not covet the items in the exquisite cloth bag.

Seeing this, the old man in the brown robe breathed a long sigh and completely relieved.

He understood that the other party would not deceive in this matter because there was no need for this. Even if the other party did not take out the oath, he would hand over the bag, just because he had no choice, and the two knew this.

Therefore, the old man in the brown robe looked at Du Fan with a look of gratitude.

At Du Fan's request, the old man in the brown robe directly opened another cloth bag through martial arts methods, took out many real stones and some martial arts treasures, and was taken into his Qiankun Ring by Du Fan.

Just when Du Fan thought it was finally finished, his expression suddenly changed. With a wave of his arm, the screen of the beasts appeared, and then a red light flew out from the lakeside picture in the screen of the beasts and landed on the nearby grass. It was the single-legged bird that had just condensed the demon pill.

As soon as the single-legged bird landed, it shook its body and turned into a red stream of light, shooting out at a degree that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and instantly appeared more than ten feet away.

The pointed bird's beak slashed like lightning, and it pecked a few times in a piece of black minced meat as big as a fist, and then picked up a black crystal from it. This object was the magic core in the head of the monster.

The sound of "crack" was heard, and the single-legged bird actually bit the magic core directly, then tilted its neck and swallowed it.

The single-legged bird made a cheerful chirping, then moved its body again and appeared in another place. The bird's beak quickly pecked, quickly took out a magic core, bit it and swallowed it. The whole set of movements was like flowing water, extremely skillful.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the one-legged bird, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

After a few breaths, Du Fan realized that he immediately radiated a wisp of divine thought and penetrated into the single-legged bird's body.

As a result, he found that when the magical monster core was swallowed by the single-legged bird, it would quickly digest and dissolve in the bird's body, becoming a stream of black gas, which flowed into the demon pills at the chest and abdomen of the single-legged bird along a channel similar to meridians.

However, every time the black aura gathers, the demonic power in the demon pill will become stronger. As the demon core continues to swallow, the aura of the single-legged bird slowly rises. After dozens of magic cores are eaten, the single-legged bird's cultivation is suddenly thicker.

Even Du Fan, who has been taking pill essential oil for many years, couldn't help but be amazed when he saw this. He had to admit that the cultivation level of the single-legged bird was much faster than that of him back then.

How long has it been, this bird has taken a small step forward in the realm of a first-level monster.

At the same time, Du Fan's eyes couldn't help but show a bit of weirdness. The single-legged bird is undoubtedly a monster, but it can be used to swallow and refine the core of the monster to improve one's own cultivation. Moreover, the improvement is so amazing. This is too incredible.

After several rounds of indiscriminate attacks by Du Fan, countless demon birds and corpses were everywhere on the ground in the nearby area. Seventy or eighty percent of the demon birds collapsed under the terrifying power of the gray fist gloves, and the demon cores inside them were also shattered. There were not many intact demon cores left.

However, the single-legged bird doesn't care. It eats the whole magic core, and it doesn't dislike the broken magic core. As long as it is a magic core, it will not refuse. It will swallow it one by one and slide into the body, and it can more or less generate some black gas and be absorbed by the demon pill.

Du Fan pondered for a while, suddenly moved his body and flew to a faraway area. With the use of object control, he helped the single-legged bird collect the magic cores scattered on the ground. Otherwise, if the magic cores left by tens of thousands of demon birds were handled one by one by one by one, how long would he have to be busy?

What's more, with the lowest level of the first-level cultivation of the single-legged bird, Du Fan did not think it could swallow tens of thousands of magic cores in one breath. Since the magical beast core is useful to this bird, he simply helped and just pretend to accumulate some resources for the future practice of the single-legged bird.

Xiao Yun's eyes flashed twice, and her delicate body shook, and she changed into another area to collect the magic core.

After looking at each other in the martial arts world, everyone scattered immediately at the command of the old man in the brown robe. Each person was responsible for a place. With the help of the sharp weapon in his hand, he dug the magic core from the minced meat of the demon bird. Although he had no physical control skills, his hands and feet were very quick.

Except for Ren Ziwen, everyone joined the team collecting magic cores.

One hour later, everyone gathered together and handed the magic cores into Du Fan's hands. Their magic cores were in various states, with fragmented and slag-like, and even powdery ones, but very few intact.

Du Fan recalled the one-legged bird to the screen of the beasts and threw it to the bird dozens of magic cores, and then put the screen of the beasts into the Qiankun Ring again.

"Take care, let's leave." Du Fan clasped his fists at the old man in the brown robe, then stepped onto the chariot and walked through the air.

...

Two months later, Du Fan sat cross-legged in the chariot, looking a little dazed.

In front of him, hundreds of beasts stood floating on the lakeside. In the picture of the lakeside, a single-legged bird lay on a thick branch.

In just two months, the cultivation level of the single-legged bird suddenly rose to the level of the third and fourth levels of the Qi Refining Period of the Cultivator. The color of the demon pill in the bird's body also changed from light yellow to medium yellow, and the demonic power contained in it became much thicker.

Before this, whether it was human cultivators, monsters or monsters of alien races, among all Du Fan’s experiences, the fastest and most relaxed one was Guo Huaifu from the Earthly Demon Islands.

Guo Huaifu is not only a wonderful person, but also suspected to have the roots of yin and yang. Back then, he only slept with a group of women, and he broke through two levels in a row with great ease. He didn't even know that he had advanced at that time.

Afterwards, the guy was even more frightened and found Du Fan for help, thinking that he had been infected with some strange poison or curse, and was in panic all day long...

That time Du Fan was so angry, but he had to admit that he was indeed jealous...

But now, another strange cultivation buddha has appeared.

Du Fan picked up a single-legged bird in the Death Swamp. In the past two months, he has swallowed one or two magic cores for no reason, and then strolls in the garden by the lake in the screen of the beasts, leisurely and leisurely throughout the day, very comfortable.

However, at this pace of life, this beast advanced to the level of the middle yellow demon pill in one fell swoop.

You should know that the change in the color of the demon pill is not a small level for human monks, but several levels!

Du Fan didn't know whether he should be happy or depressed.

The only thing that is a bit flawed is that although the single-legged bird has made some breakthrough in cultivation, it has not shown some kind of innate magical powers that are inherent in monsters. In other words, the racial talent of this beast has not been activated, or the bloodline of this race is very low and there is no so-called talent at all.

But no matter what, compared to the cultivation level of this one-legged bird and Guo Huaifu, Du Fan was speechless and even felt ashamed of himself.

Du Fan sighed, threw some magic cores into the lakeside screen, and then put the screen of the beasts into the storage bag.

When he turned his eyes and looked at Ren Ziwen, he couldn't help but smile. He finally felt a little balanced. After all, he had been persuaded, and he had entered the ranks of cultivators. Now he is a foundation-building powerhouse. No matter how you look at it, he is much better than this fellow villager.

Just as Du Fan was feeling and thinking about it all the time, the sky suddenly became dark, dark clouds rolled, covering the sky and the sun, the temperature around him dropped sharply, and at the same time, waves of oppressive force continued to surge, making people breathing difficult and very depressing.
To be continued...