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Instead of walking out of the room, he lay on the little monk's bed, and closed his eyes unscrupulously to rest.

After about a meal, the young monk returned and was about to push the door open.

Du Fan's figure flashed and appeared in a corner of the room in an instant. At the same time, three spirit-hiding banners appeared and slowly circled around him in the air.

With a "creaking", the door was pushed open, and the young monk walked in. His expression was as normal as he did, but when he turned around and led the door casually, he glanced at Du Fan, who was hiding in the corner of the wall, was shocked in his heart, and opened his mouth and wanted to shout.

Seeing this, Du Fan was also shocked. He was clearly in a state of concealment. With the invisible effect of the hidden spirit banner, even if the powerful Nascent Soul stands beside him, he cannot see his trace. However, a young cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage obviously noticed his existence. What exactly did he give birth to...

However, Du Fan could not think too much about the situation at this time. He raised his right hand, and after his five fingers blurred, he quickly formed a magic seal and pressed the young monk through the air.

In an instant, the little monk's body movements and expressions frozen, as if they were petrified.

"Bang!" Du Fan's sleeves shook and closed the door.

He ignored the young monk and looked at himself with his head down.

Du Fan's breathing tightened, and then he suddenly realized that he could actually see himself!

This is abnormal, because when he used the spirit-hiding banner, even he could not see his existence. There were also the three spirit-hiding banners, which were also in his sight at the same time, as if the earth was slowly rotating around the sun, with its shape clearly visible and no sign of invisibility at all.

Du Fan frowned and thought carefully. Combined with the performance of the young monk, he made a guess.

"In the Chongzhou Fortress, the whole city is covered with a ban on breaking the invisibility technique. Perhaps because the coverage is too wide, this ban on breaking the ban is a bit half-dead. You can see the invisible person with a visual view, but the spiritual consciousness cannot be swept..."

"It's probably true." Thinking of this, Du Fan turned his head to look at the young monk, and then walked over step by step.

Next, Du Fan casts the soul searching method, and expands the soul searching method, and the object of casting is naturally the unlucky little monk.

...

After a cup of tea, Du Fan finished casting the spell. He grabbed the young monk's coat and storage bag on his waist with one hand. Then he bounced his fingers and a ball of fire flew out. As the flames burned, the young monk's body turned into ashes and disappeared.

"If so, when he just entered the room, he habitually radiated his divine thoughts and scanned the entire room. At that time, I did not appear, but then he turned around and saw me."

Through the memories in the little monk's mind, Du Fan was sure of his previous guesses.

Du Fan sat cross-legged in place and thought for a while, suddenly stood up and wiped his face heavily with his languid palms. After a dynamic twist, his face and shape suddenly turned into the appearance of a young monk. Then, as the bones in his body roared, his height and body shape also changed. In the end, he was as different as a young monk, and it was hard to tell whether it was true or false.

Du Fan looked at him and found that there was no problem. He took off his green robe, changed into the young monk's clothes, and hung the storage bag of the young monk around his waist. His own Qiankun Ring was put into the storage bag.

...

On the second day, Du Fan, who turned into a young monk, walked out of the room and wandered around the planned area.

After a day, Du Fan gained nothing. A Qi Refining Cultivator had too little access to, so he had to find another way, but the unexpected failure of the Spirit Banner was unexpected, which made the originally seemingly simple plan difficult.

"If you want to get in touch with the core of Chongzhou Fortress, you must at least be a Jindan stage monk. However, as my current young monk, I do not have the qualifications to meet the Jindan stage, so I can only take it step by step..."

After Du Fan pondered for a while, a thought gradually formed in his mind, and he felt that this method might be possible.

...

Another day later, Du Fan left his residence and came to a place in the planned area. It was also a house, but it was larger than the simple stone house where the Qi Refining Cultivator lived. It even looked a little gorgeous.

"Disciple Zhang Zerui, pay homage to Deacon Wei." Du Fan stood outside the room and said respectfully.

"What's the matter?" A middle-aged man's low voice came from the house.

Du Fan's lips moved, and he was about to transmit a voice, but suddenly remembered that only when his cultivation reached the foundation-building stage would he be able to activate his voice transmission talent. He said in an inaudible voice: "When I was out on the mission, I accidentally obtained a piece of magic weapon fragment, and the grade was very good. Such a heavy treasure was really a bit like a pearl dust on my disciple, so I thought of taking it over and presenting it to Deacon Wei..."

"Come in and talk." Suddenly, the door of the room was opened from a distance.

It can be heard that the voice of the middle-aged man in the room was full of excitement and excitement. I guess a piece of magic weapon was very attractive to him.

Du Fan pretended to be a young monk and looked around with a stingy look on his face. He saw that there was no one nearby, so he walked in quickly with a hint of joy on his face.

The middle-aged foundation-building deacon was sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed. When he saw Du Fan coming in, he immediately waved his arm and closed the door.

"Take out your magic weapon fragments and show me. If it works for me, your benefits will inevitably be taken away."

At this time, Du Fan's temperament suddenly changed, as if he had changed from a humble ant to an unfathomable supreme. He slowly raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man and smiled strangely at him.

"You..." The middle-aged man's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly felt a sense of badness in his heart.

However, the next moment, he lost consciousness and his whole body was fixed there like a wooden carving.

Du Fan raised his hand and the middle-aged man in a petrified state flashed and stood in front of him, and immediately launched the soul-searching technique on him.

A quarter of an hour later, Du Fan learned all the memories in the mind of the foundation-building deacon, and immediately "didn't the grind and killed the donkey".

Du Fan glanced casually and saw a list of flowers placed on the table. After turning a few pages, he saw the three words "Zhang Zerui" in the third line. He smiled slightly, picked up the spiritual pen next to him, and erased the name "Zhang Zerui".

"It's all about killing and burying. Let's continue next time..." After Du Fan muttered this, he immediately used disguise to turn himself into a middle-aged deacon, then changed into the other party's clothes, and walked out of the room with a swagger.

...

In order to pursue efficiency, Du Fan did not wait until the next day, and arrived in front of a loft within the planning scope of the middle-aged deacon.

The person living here is a Jindan stage cultivator, but this person does not seem to have much power, but he is the highest-level person that middle-aged deacons can come into contact with.

"Disciple Wei Yan, pay homage to Elder Shang."

"What's the matter?"

"When I went out, I accidentally got a magic weapon. Judging from its grade, it should be of the highest level. I dare not take such a treasure for myself, so I came to offer it to Elder Shang." This time, Du Fan used the technique of voice transmission.

As he expected, the door was opened the next moment.

Du Fan smiled and walked in as he stepped...

...

Half an hour later, Du Fan pushed open the door and walked out again.

At this time, he suddenly became a thin old man wearing a moon-white robe.

"This time the range of activities is a little larger, but it's not enough." The thin old man whispered.

...

In the next week, Du Fan entered and left the attic where the Jindan stage monk lived four times. When he walked out of the Jindan stage residence for the last time, he suddenly transformed into a handsome handsome young man with red lips and white teeth, and a jade tree. He was in the wind and had great perfection in the Jindan stage.

"After struggling for so many days, I finally entered the core circle of Chongzhou Fortress. The following task is to investigate the specific location of that place..."

Du Fan was thinking, and suddenly felt the fragrance blowing on his face. When he turned around, he saw a charming girl in purple dress coming. Her skin was as creamy as fat, her hands were as soft as squid, her figure was charming, and her every frown and smile was very charming. She was the kind of peerless beauty who could remind the word "fairy" when she looked at her.

Even Du Fan, who was used to seeing such beautiful scenery, couldn't help but feel refreshed.

"Brother Nalan, you said that you would come to me after completing the task, but you were untrustworthy. Yuexu didn't come to me either. If I hadn't come to me on my own initiative today, I would have to wait for you if I wanted to see you!" The girl in purple skirt came to Du Fan and said coquettishly, with a look of sorrow in her beautiful eyes like autumn water.

Du Fan's divine thoughts secretly urged him and recovered from the other party's amazing charm. Then he almost searched "Brother Nalan"'s memory, and then gradually felt familiar with the woman in front of him.

"Yan'er, you really wronged me. I just finished my work and was about to find you, and you came." While Du Fan smiled, his hands were naturally placed on the woman's slender waist in a purple skirt, and he held the woman in his arms, looking very close.

Two flushings suddenly appeared on the crystal white cheeks of the woman in the purple skirt. She originally wanted to complain a few more times, but she swallowed the words that had already reached her mouth. When the other party hugged her, her whole body softened, and her expression was infinitely charming.

Du Fan hugged the beauty and looked very enjoyable, but he sighed in his heart. This is not to say that he felt guilty after inheriting other people's women. The reason why he sighed was that he felt sad for the woman in his arms. (To be continued.)
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