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In an instant, countless thoughts ran through Shen Quehan's mind.It is said that the Dao is ruthless, and monks should cut off their passions and desires, and abandon the worldly karma. Others are not in the world of mortals, but their worries are a little bit more, as if the second 100 years have passed.

Raising his eyes in a trance, the owner of the tea stand was still waiting for him, with a reserved expression full of fear. Even though he was a mortal who had never met him before, this strange look still made him feel a stab in his heart, and Shen Quehan forced himself to Suppressing his emotions, he asked again: "Which direction is the nearest Xianzong city from here?"

The owner of the tea stall hurriedly said: "It's Chifeng City, sixty miles to the southeast, called that... Feihuopai."

Flying flame sect.

Shen Quehan is not very familiar with Feiyan Sect, and he has never had any enemies. His junior brother Nanfeng and Nian Daochun, the young master of Feiyan Sect, still have the friendship of being taught by the same school, so it should be considered safe.He nodded and said "Thank you", then turned around and walked out of town.

The tea stall owner watched him go away, and murmured to himself: "It's strange, why can't this one fly without a sword?"

Shen Quehan walked to a secluded place, found a deserted earth wall, condensed a ray of pure spiritual power on his fingertips, and instead of pen and ink, he directly drew a teleportation formation on the wall.

A faint white light lit up, Shen Quehan stepped into the void, and his figure disappeared in an instant.While the light was dimming, the earth wall seemed to be overwhelmed, and it was torn apart with a "boom", breaking into a pile of unrecognizable clods of flying dust.

What he cared about was all about the fairy family, and he couldn't find anything from ordinary people, so he had to ask the monks. Shen Quehan was really impatient, and he didn't have a spiritual sword at hand, so he could only use a little forbidden technique.

In the Immortal Realm, the cities ruled by one sect and one faction are connected by a large teleportation formation, so that monks can come and go. This kind of formation is often extremely complicated, and consumes a lot of spiritual power and manpower, which cannot be provided by wealthy and noble sects.Moreover, the formations of several sects do not communicate with each other, so one must first go to the outer border town under the rule of the sect, and then pass through the formation to the desired city.

At that time, Nanfeng was going to study in Wangyan Academy for a year, the academy had strict rules, parents were not allowed to visit him on weekdays, and he was only allowed one day off every month.It was the first time for Shen Quehan to catch up with Yuexiu to visit. Yujian traveled thousands of miles across Kyushu, and rushed to Biwu City ahead of time. After waiting all night, he finally met Nanfeng.

That day, Biwu City was full of parents, and the students were crying loudly. In such a touching atmosphere, Nanfeng was able to hold back from crying. He just frowned and said, "I've had a good time here. It's too troublesome for you to come here, don't come to visit in the future, anyway, it will be soon in a year—"

Before finishing the second half of the sentence, his senior brother pressed his hand on the face, and Shen Quehan said dissatisfied: "Nonsense, don't I know the trouble? Think about it with your conscience, my father is nothing more than that. For whom is the brother working so hard, don't you feel sorry for me with tears?"

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Shen Quehan raised his hand to look at his expression, and found that he was still not crying, so he covered it back and announced coldly: "Within ten numbers, I want to see tears."

"Ten, three, two—"

The little junior lowered his head and rushed forward to hug his neck, wiping tears into Shen Quehan's temples.

Shen Quehan got his wish, but the little trick can only be used once, and Nanfeng won't be fooled next time.Moreover, he has to travel all over the world this year, so it is a bit troublesome to come here once a month, so Senior Brother Shen, a master of cultivation, worked hard for half a month, and personally surveyed the teleportation circles of the seven sects, preparing to study the "Universal Formation" .This is a teleportation array with the attributes of "direction" and "confusion". As long as you add the name of another city when drawing the array, and then stack the martial spirit array, and activate the confusion symbol again, you can pass the inspection of the array. Pretending to be teleported from another city in the domain to the destination.

Since ancient times, it is not that no one has done the universal array, but first, the array is difficult and complicated, and the teleportation array is even more difficult. There are as many as a thousand strokes, and each stroke has its own effect. If you make a wrong stroke, it will immediately fall apart; It is because the sects of the Immortal Sect have always severely cracked down on this kind of formation, otherwise all the assassins in the world can sneak into the hinterland of the sect through the universal formation; the third is that the universal formation requires a huge amount of spiritual power, and those with lower cultivation bases can be directly drained , Turn around and fall into someone else's teleportation array dying, which is equivalent to being sent to someone's door to be arrested.Therefore, although this thing sounds attractive, its practicality is too poor, and it has not been popularized.

Shen Quehan's main profession is sword cultivation, but the reason why he is called a cultivation genius is not only because of his fast cultivation speed, but also because he knows everything well, and can draw inferences from one another. Since he is determined to gnaw at the hard bone of Wanxiang Formation, he will not be able to succeed. Will not stop.

Later, he was asked to study it, but unfortunately it was too difficult, even Nanfeng didn't learn it, only Shen Quehan sent him to Biwu City to look after his children every month; when Nanfeng came back from Wangyan Academy, the two of them didn't have to go to school again. After they separated, Shen Quehan no longer used it.

Who knew that it would come to this point later, it was a life-and-death farewell where even the Wanxiang Formation was useless.

In the teleportation array at the Chifeng city gate, a red light lit up, and Shen Quehan entered the city smoothly amidst the crowd.Even though he had other things in mind, he couldn't help but distractedly sighed, 100 years later, this forbidden technique is still so unimpeded, Fei Yanzong really didn't have a little bit of vigilance, let alone made any progress.

The city of Xianyu is much more lively than ordinary towns, and there are all kinds of shops along the street.Shen Quehan searched the inner mansion and found a small bag of spirit stones, which was really a surprise.He didn't have the habit of keeping all magic tools and elixir in the inner mansion, a storage bag was enough.For their sword cultivators, the inner mansion is the place where the sword is hidden, and it is best to keep it clean without any debris.It was because Nanfeng reminded him once that he should at least hide some money for emergencies, so he reluctantly put the small bag of spirit stones into it.

At that time, Shen Quehan's reputation as a genius resounded throughout the world of comprehension, and he ran across the world with his sword, without any awareness of the impermanence of life.He was willing to cooperate, purely because he didn't want to impress his junior brother's filial piety, in fact, he didn't think he could use it at all.Who would have thought that one day he would lose his sword and lose everything, and this little money would become his only relief.

Shen Quehan thought, when he sees Nanfeng, even if his brother's majesty is swept away, he must tell him about it, and praise him for taking precautions and foresight.He could even think of Nan Feng's expression of pretending to be steady despite being very happy, just like teasing a small animal, whether it's crying or laughing, it's cute.

He walked into a restaurant and picked a table of male monks who served only dried edamame with a loud voice and a tired expression. I inquired about a few things, could you treat Xiongtai to a glass of wine?"

These guests came here to drink and chat to pass the time. As soon as they heard that someone was treating guests, there was no reason why they would not allow them, and they immediately opened the stool enthusiastically to invite him to take a seat.Shen Quehan beckoned to the staff to serve a pot of "Three Spring Mash" and two dishes of side dishes. He settled everyone's hearts first, and then said slowly: "My little brother has been floating on the West Sea for more than a hundred years in order to make a breakthrough in cultivation. Walking around and visiting old friends, I'm afraid I don't know the recent events and violate other people's taboos, so I came to inquire first. Dare I ask you brothers, what is the current situation of the Chengzhou Jiuyun Sect, and what are the recent trends?"

It is not uncommon for a monk to find a place where no one is around to retreat and attack the realm. It is common for monks to spend six to seventy years or even a hundred years.A monk said: "Jiuyun faction? Did Shen Quehan's Jiuyun faction come out?"

Shen Quehan said: "Exactly."

"It's long gone." The monk picked a edamame and threw it into his mouth, "Shen Quehan has been dead for 100 years, and the Jiuyun Sect has no successors, and it will fall apart in a few years. Are you familiar with them? Listen to my brother's advice, don't go looking for it, it's useless to go all the way."

Shen Quehan's full of worries and burning desires were all frozen by the words "I'm no longer here".

He choked up for a moment, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "The sect has disbanded, so... where are those apprentices?"

The monk snorted and said, "I don't know that."

Another monk said, "I heard that Zhuang Ruofu, who is the most famous in Qianzhong Gate now, seems to be from the Jiuyun sect in the past."

Shen Quehan was refreshed when he heard the familiar name, and hurriedly asked: "It's him. How is he now?"

"It's difficult for Zhuang Ruofu. When Shen Quehan was alive, he couldn't get ahead; when Shen Quehan died, he would vote for another thousand bells, and he was looked down upon as 'Shen Quehan's younger brother'. It's been hard. After all these years, I have earned a place in the Qianzhong Sect, but now I start to miss Shen Quehan again, so how can he, a junior who joined another sect, be able to please him?"

"But that's his own choice. If you dare to do it, don't be afraid of people's comments. Besides, if there is something serious, the ship will sink. If you stay on it and wait to die, you are not a fool."

Ding Buwang, a member of the Jiuyun Sect, has only four direct disciples, and the remaining outer disciples are less than twenty. Zhuang Ruofu is the second senior brother of the Jiuyun Sect. If even he abandons his sect, what about the rest of the disciples?

"By the way, does the Nine Clouds School still have a female disciple called Yuan?"

"Yuan Xuelian."

The monk remembered again: "Yes, yes, this is even more extreme. Does Jiang Huan, the owner of Lingyan Village, know? He used to fight Shen Quehan very hard, but unfortunately he couldn't. After Shen Quehan died, he married His junior sister. Haha, if Shen Quehan knows anything under the spring, he will definitely be revived by him!"

Shen Quehan's expression was numb, and he said thank you in his heart. Although he was not angry, he did come back to life.

"The youngest disciple of the Nine Clouds Sect is Nanfeng, have you heard about him, brother?"

This time everyone shook their heads, Shen Quehan sighed, it was hard to say whether he was happy or sad.Qianzhongmen is a great sect, and its background is far superior to that of Jiuyun sect. Zhuang Ruofu can devote himself to it, which is a good way out; Jiang Huan is a deadhead, but he is decent and has a good heart. Yuan Xuelian is a good match with him; Nanfeng...he understands the child's mind, and perhaps no news is the best news.

Shen Quehan couldn't calm down, picked up the wine glass absently, and just took a sip when he heard the monk next to him sigh: "Oh, if Shen Quehan is alive today, what kind of cultivation level will he be in? , The spirit of killing the demons is good, it's not like now, in the world of cultivating immortals, monk Wenxu can't even beat a god of transformation! It's sad! It's sad!"

Shen Quehan was almost sent into reincarnation again by a sip of wine, coughed so loudly that his face suddenly changed: "Isn't the Demon Lord dead? When did he come back to life?"

The author has something to say:

Some pure brotherhood, hehe.