The four of them left the hall, except Lin Fan, all three were confused. Lin Fan was amused. These three were all good babies, and they probably never left after going up the mountain. Lin Fan was different. Lin Fan had even been to Zhongzhou. At that time, the sect leader of the sect was at the age of dynasty. The sect leader went to see the last time and took Lin Fan out to see the world.

Everyone looked at the captain designated by the head sect, Gu Yan. Gu Yan frowned for a long time and waved: "Let's go."

Lin Fan reminded: "Do you have to pack your bags and kick some money on your body?"

"Money?" The other three looked at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan asked in surprise: "You all fasted?"

The three of them nodded together, and at the same time they were surprised and suspicious that it was common sense to fast and refine Qi in the foundation-building stage. Of course, the three of them had not yet reached the state of not eating water at all, but those who fasted were forbidden to eat big meat. They could usually drink a mountain spring and dig some wild vegetables to deal with it.

The four of them were embarrassed by whether they were born or not, and finally Gu Yan said: "Pack up your luggage, ask for leave to the sect leader, and meet up with Qili Pavilion at the foot of the mountain tomorrow at the Qili Pavilion at the foot of the mountain."

Nodding each other, everyone showed their magical powers and returned to the sect. Gu Yan drove the sword and walked the fastest. Ye Wushuang took out a scroll of magic spells from the bamboo tube and walked in the scroll. His speed was second. The third place was Lin Fan's Wind Control Talisman. Bai Mu was the slowest, and he used the Wind Control Art. Lin Fan saw that the three of them left before leaving, and had some general understanding of the three teammates.

You are not afraid of opponents like gods, but you are afraid of teammates like pigs.

Lin Fan returned to Zhengyi Sect. Old Zhang was playing chess alone in the side palace and saw Lin Fan: "Lin Fan, these are the ten mantras that the mistress asked me to give you before she was in seclusion."

"I also learn how to play tricks." Lin Fan took the letter and opened his mind and said, "The first one: Thirty-six strategies are the best way to go. If you can't beat them, you have to run. You must be prepared to run at any time and run if you want to. The second one: If you die, I will not die. When you escape, you must do your best and not give up your companions. Giving up your companions may not have a chance to turn the tables... Is it really good to write this in black paper on white paper?"

Mr. Zhang shook his head: "Continue to watch."

Lin Fannian said: "The third article, the literature will not record how you defeat your opponent openly, but will only record that you defeated your opponent or that your opponent defeated you. If you can defeat your opponent with a knife behind your back, don't fight with your opponent head-on."

"The fourth article is to stay away from evil people and not stay close to demons."

After reading the four pieces, Lin Fan took the letter and went back to his room to pack his luggage. Six of these ten pieces were what Lin Fan had to explain every time he came out of the mountain. What else is there? Etiquette is humble, but not humble. It means that you should be humble in courtesy, but if someone wants to give you a gift, you must not refuse. First, you are afraid of hurting the heart of the gift giver, and second, you don’t want to give it for free. Zheng Yi Sect does not have such an idiotic disciple.

Mr. Zhang sighed while playing chess: "There are disciples of any sect leader. No wonder he doesn't accept disciples widely. It turns out that he is afraid of harming everyone."

...

After a hundred days of foundation building, Lin Fan's cultivation level improved, and he no longer sweated heavily when he rushed on the road. He flew with the wind and looked a little elegant. The Qili Pavilion had arrived, and the wind-control talisman was dispersed, and it fell gently outside the Qili Pavilion like a feather. Gu Yan had arrived. He put his hands behind his back, stood up straight, and Lin Fan bowed: "Senior Brother!"

"Junior brother." Gu Yan nodded slightly, even if he had said hello.

The third person arrived at Ye Wushuang. Before landing, he collected the magic scroll, put it into the bamboo tube, and saluted after landing: "Senior brother, junior brother."

"Senior Sister."

"Junior sister."

Lin Fan doesn’t like this game. He has to call him once he meets him. How many times do the four people here have to do this etiquette every day. But the sect leader told me that etiquette is humble, then let’s be humble.

Soon Bai Mu arrived, and everyone started a new round of unnutritious politeness. Then Gu Yan led the way, and everyone followed silently. Gu Yan ran very quickly, but then felt something was wrong, and slowed down again, but it was too slow, causing Bai Mu to slow down again. Although he didn't say a word, everyone was humble and gave in, so he didn't have any teenage character. It was the first time that the in-laws met, and he was not polite.

This situation suddenly reversed after an hour.

Dongzhou was mountainous. During the four people flying, suddenly a woman in the forest called out: "Help!"

Gu Yan looked down and saw a woman in white running, falling down constantly. A mandrille was half-shaped and chasing her. Gu Yan shouted loudly: "Zhanyue Sword." A sword flew out of the sword box and broke through the air, attacking the mandrille. The mandrille had a good fortune. He leaned back and flew over a hundred steps away. With one hand, countless vines rushed up from the ground, trapping the sword of the moon to a strong position.

"Break!" Gu Yanshou pinched the sword technique, and the moon-killing sword broke through the vine and came out.

At this time, the mandrille spread her arms and flew in the wind. A black air attacked Gu Yan with her palm. Gu Yan kept pinching the sword technique, and two more swords flew out, blocking the black air with one sword, drawing an arc with one sword, and attacking the mandrille from the side.

The mandrill smiled and landed on the ground to avoid the attacking sword, then fled deep into the dense forest. Gu Yan pressed the sword light and chased him. Ye Wushuang and Bai Mu then arrived, looked at each other, activated their true energy, accelerated to follow Gu Yan, and rushed into the dense forest.

Because he didn't like this awkward environment, Lin Fan fell to the end and found that everything was seen in front of him, but he was not interested in chasing into the dense forest. This was obviously to lure the enemy into the deep. Lin Fan fell to the woman being chased, and the woman cried in a low voice. Lin Fan sat next to him and looked at him for a while and asked, "Who are you?"

The woman bowed her head and bowed: "Thank you for your life-saving kindness, little girl..."

"Master, where are you playing house?" Lin Fan asked.

The woman was shocked and looked up at Lin Fan: "How can you see through my foolish trick?" After dispersing the magic trick, she revealed her true body. Isn't it the true person of Qian Yu, the head of Yunqing Sect?

Lin Fan said, "Because I have been here, there is no one around within fifty miles. Besides, we fly above, you shout for help on the ground, full of energy... Normal escapees shout for help is hysterical, and ordinary women can't understand what the call is. This place is only sixty miles away from Yunqing Mountain, so how can there be no demons practicing here."

Qianyu Zhenren asked: "Then how do you know it's me?"

Lin Fan replied: "I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't expect that someone else would be so bored."

Qianyu Zhenren asked with a black line: "Your companion was captured, why don't you go and save them?"
Chapter completed!