"What new elixirs, techniques or spiritual weapons have been added to the Holy Land these days?" Lin Fan asked.

As a sect that cultivates immortality, especially a sect that dares to use the title of Holy Land, Lin Fan can be sure that Zifu Holy Land must be extremely extraordinary.

At the same time, there will inevitably be places like the 'Weapon Refining Pavilion', the 'Medicine Refining Pavilion', and the 'Sutra Storage Pavilion' in the Zifu Holy Land.

But because he didn't know the specific names of these three places in Zifu Holy Land, Lin Fan could only ask from the side and make insinuations.

"this……"

Zhou Yining thought for a while: "There is no movement in the Refining Pavilion. Some new elixirs have been released by the Alchemy Sect, but they are said to be used for healing and combat. They should not be of much help to your breakthrough, Saint Maiden."

"As for the skills..."

"The seventh elder returned recently and I heard that he brought back some interesting exercises, which have been placed in the Sutra Pavilion."

That’s it!

Lin Fan decided in his mind: "Then let's go to the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion."

"Yes, Saint."

The two women, one on the left and one on the right, guarded Lin Fan's side as they headed towards the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion.

As Dharma protector disciples, when they were in the sect, they actually played more of a 'men-to-people' role.

After all, if one's own saint can be in danger in the Holy Land, then this Holy Land is basically about to be exterminated.

However, even so, the form has to go.

For example, at this moment, they were walking a few steps ahead of Qi Zixiao, their eyes always paying attention to their surroundings, alert.

This made Lin Fan feel relieved again. If he was allowed to walk at the front, he really didn't know how to get to the Scripture Deposit Pavilion.

And then...

Lin Fan: "..."

After leaving the Holy Lady's Pavilion, after only a hundred steps or so, we reached the edge of the cliff!

Looking around, there are countless high mountains, towering ancient trees, auspicious clouds floating, and various unseen spiritual beasts running or flying...

Many monks were walking with swords in the distance, and even flying boats were flying in the nine heavens.

On top of many mountain peaks, there are palaces that may be large or small, but all are extraordinary.

At the end of the line of sight, there is a celestial palace floating in the sky, looming among the colorful clouds and mist...

Although he doesn't know how to use the true energy in his body, Qi Zixiao's body is after all that of a great monk at the peak of divine transformation, and his eyesight is naturally far incomparable to that of ordinary people.

Therefore, Lin Fan saw at a glance that on the floating plaque of the Heavenly Palace, there were three characters "Zifu Palace" written with flying dragons and phoenixes.

A fairy scene!

This scene made Lin Fan couldn't help but be amazed!

Too big!

Just this glance is definitely not the whole picture of the Zifu Holy Land, but even so, the vastness of the area makes it difficult for Lin Fan to calm down.

but……

What lies before us now is a more important question.

"I actually forgot about it!"

His heart was beating fast.

How big is a holy land? It may be thousands of miles away...

Although I am a saint, it is impossible for me to just live next to the Sutra Pavilion, right?

Do I just walk through it step by step like a mortal? How long will it take to get there?

Therefore, it is natural to fly to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

But the problem is, I can’t fly!

I am anxious...

But on the surface, Lin Fan's expression did not change at all, and his eyes were lifeless, as if he had long been in a state of wandering.

What can we do?!

Fortunately, as a Dharma Protector disciple, I am still very conscious and discerning.

Chen Cheng quickly took out a palm-sized boat from his storage magic weapon, but soon, the boat swelled up in the storm and turned into a small boat.

Although it is not big, it is definitely enough for eight people to stand in it.

"Your Highness the Saint, please."

"Um……"

The 'crisis' was over, but Lin Fan's heart still couldn't calm down. The moment he stood on the flying boat, he thought a lot.

for example……

Is the flying boat ‘starting’ fast?

Does this thing have a strong back-pressing feeling?

No, there's no backrest here. Even if there is one, it's not called a pushing feeling, it's called inertia...

So, I won’t fall down directly after the flying boat starts, right? That would be too embarrassing...

Fortunately, the facts proved that Lin Fan's worries were unnecessary.

Under Chen Cheng's control, the flying boat took off smoothly, at a very fast speed, but without any sudden inertia.

Even if you are flying in the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the white clouds, you will not feel the cold wind.

Looking closely, it is not difficult to find that there is a layer of almost transparent "enchantment" that blocks the wind and rain.

Buzz…

The flying boat was not big and looked ordinary, but wherever it passed, other flying boats, flying spirit beasts, and monks flying with swords all gave way to the road, and the road ahead was smooth.

No matter how high the mountain is, if there are immortals, then there will be good spirits.

If the water is not deep, the dragon will be there.

The flying boat is no longer luxurious, but with the saint, you can do whatever you want...

The monks on other flying boats and flying swords would clasp their fists or even bow to salute when they saw him from a distance.

Lin Fan didn't need to respond at all, as long as he kept his cold and aloof expression, he just flew by...

At the same time, he discovered that he did not seem to be afraid of heights.

After all, I have flown thousands of meters into the air, and yet I can still be so calm and even in the mood to appreciate the scenery below. I guess I am not afraid of heights, right?

"But speaking of it, none of the cultivators should be afraid of heights? Otherwise, they wouldn't even dare to fly..."

What will happen if a cultivator is afraid of heights?

The picture is so beautiful that I dare not look at it!

About ten minutes later, the flying boat's flight altitude gradually decreased, and finally landed under an isolated peak.

Looking at it, this solitary peak is about more than a thousand meters high. On top of it, there is a simple attic, which is the Sutra Pavilion.

There is only a small road from the bottom of the mountain to the Sutra Pavilion. This time, many people were coming and going, coming in and out.

As soon as Lin Fan's flying boat landed, the nearby disciples looked at it curiously, and when they saw it, they were all shocked.

"Saint?"

"Isn't she in seclusion?"

"Have you already broken through to the realm of refining the void?"

"However, looking at its aura, it seems to be the same as before, and it doesn't look like it has broken through..."

There are many disciples, both handsome and pretty, with good looks, and they look quite 'fairy' against the backdrop of their Taoist robes.

But at this moment, they were very shocked in their hearts, but they didn't dare to show it, and they all saluted to 'Qi Zixiao'.

"I've seen the saint..."

"Um……"

Lin Fan's expression remained unchanged, still cold, he just gave a faint hum, then stepped forward, crossed the platform, stepped on the path, and headed towards the Sutra Pavilion on the top of the mountain.

Wherever he passed, many disciples gave in one after another, not daring to block his way.

This scene made Lin Fan feel relieved.

"It seems that my guess is correct. Qi Zixiao, a saint, has a very high status in the sect. As a result, the possibility of exposure will be much lower. This is good..."

The trail is rough and difficult, but only for ordinary people.
Chapter completed!