Three days later.
Yang Fan brought An Sheng and Mu Qianqian to the Qinghe Guard Office, which was eighteen thousand and five hundred kilometers away from the Northwest region.
This year, the opening of the Land of Spirit Source was at the Qingyuan Mountain within the Qinghe Guard Office.
The Qingyuan Mountain was ten thousand meters tall. It stretched for hundreds of miles from east to west. The peak was covered in snow all year round.
Yang Fan and the other two were currently guarding halfway up the Qingyuan Mountain. They were still five thousand meters away from the peak of the mountain. The trees were green and the temperature was just right. Compared to the snow-covered mountain peak, it was like spring in March.
Yang Fan sat on the branch of a pine tree. His back was leaning against the tree trunk. His eyes were half closed as he stared at his right index finger. On the tip of his finger, a silver light was revolving around his index finger.
This was the runic secret technique he had obtained from Zhu Ergu three days ago, the Big Dipper Thrust.
After the mental resonance, this little guy had directly entered Yang Fan's mind. No matter what, he could not chase it away. It insisted on following Yang Fan. Yang Fan saw that it was pitiful and it was easy to use. Thus, he showed mercy and kept it.
Needless to say.
This thing was indeed much better than the small knives he had used before. Not to mention its flexibility and sensitivity, but its sharpness and lethality were more than enough.
After Yang Fan had refined the Big Dipper Thrust, the first thing he did was test it on Zhu Huanan. As a result, this small throwing knife easily left a bloody wound on Zhu Huanan's palm.
It actually pierced through Zhu Huanan, a third level Martial King's defense and directly caused him to die.
Yang Fan could still remember the look of disbelief on Zhu Huanan and Zhu Ergu's faces.
In fact, it was not just the two of them. Even Yang Fan himself did not expect that the refined Big Dipper Thrust would be so powerful. He didn't even use his full strength. He just used his mental strength to gently fling the soft vine behind the flying dagger and threw it out.
In other words, the Big Dipper Stab only relied on the sharpness of its blade to cut through Zhu Huanan's skin and wound the flesh underneath.
"It can even easily break through the defense of a King Level warrior, this secret technique is definitely a godly weapon!"
This was Zhu Huanan's evaluation of the Big Dipper Thrust at that time. Yang Fan noticed that when he said these words, Zhu Huanan's eyes were very red, and there was a hint of jealousy in his tone.
"If I had been able to refine it back then, I wouldn't have had to wait thirty years to kill that old bastard Wang Hongfang!"
"Time, luck, and fate! Such a good divine weapon has been placed in front of our eyes for more than a hundred years without being able to use it. Who would have thought that it would be taken advantage of by a brat like you today! "
At the thought of Zhu Huanan looking at the Big Dipper Thrust like a resentful wife, Yang Fan couldn't help but smile.
He didn't think that the idol he had always admired would have such a real and cute side to him.
"Brother Fan, what are you so happy about?"
At this time, An Sheng came over and laid beside Yang Fan. He looked enviously at the silver light dancing on Yang Fan's fingertips.
"Brother Fan, after this trip to the Spirit Source is over, can you help me ask Teacher Zhu if she has any similar runic secret techniques?" An Sheng still didn't give up and begged Yang Fan.
Ever since he knew that Yang Fan had obtained a runic secret technique for spirit readers from Zhu Ergu, he had always wanted to ask for one.
However, Zhu Ergu didn't even care about him. Not to mention a runic secret technique, she didn't even have a normal small blade. Sometimes, when she was annoyed by this little fatty, she would send him flying with a kick without saying anything.
An Sheng was only a level six spirit reader. In front of Zhu Ergu, who was half a step away from becoming a king, he was nothing.
"Alright, alright, hurry up and give up. If the ancestor says there's no more, then there's no more."
Yang Fan looked at An Sheng in annoyance and said, "Do you think this kind of natural runic secret technique is a cabbage that can be picked up anywhere? It was already a great fortune for me to be able to obtain one back then. Where am I going to find a second one for you? "
"So, right now, right now, hurry up and keep an eye on it. Today is the last day of the secret realm's opening. Those prodigies of the demon race should be arriving soon."
With a wave of his hand, the silver light on his fingertips disappeared. Yang Fan lifted his leg and kicked An Sheng to where he was just now.
"So stingy. Even if you don't help me ask, at least let me play for a while!"
Seeing Yang Fan put away the secret technique, An Sheng muttered a few words in a low voice. He retracted his gaze from Yang Fan's fingertips and obediently lay down on the tree branch. He extended his spirit power to monitor the empty mountain path within a radius of ten miles.
The location they were at was a node that one had to pass in order to reach the highest peak of the Qingyuan Mountain Range. In order to avoid the poisonous miasma that filled the sky above five thousand meters and the frigid wind and Gang Qi that would appear from time to time, the safest route was to spiral upwards from here.
Yang Fan and the other two had been waiting here for almost six hours. In the end, other than a few human warriors who occasionally passed by, they didn't even meet a single one of the prodigies of the demon race.
"Not a single demon beast has come over after so long. Could it be that we're too late and they've all gone up?"
After waiting for another hour, there was still no result. An Sheng was a little impatient and softly suggested to Yang Fan, "Brother Fan, why don't we try another place? Who knows, those demon bastards might have taken another path."
"There's no need to go through so much trouble." Mu Qianqian said softly, "If it really doesn't work, I won't go in. I'm already a Spirit Master, so it doesn't matter if I enter the Spirit Source Land or not."
"So, Master and Brother An Sheng, it's better if the two of you go in together. I'll stand guard outside and wait for you to come out safely!"
"How can we do that?!"
Yang Fan and An Sheng shook their heads at the same time.
A Spirit Master before the age of twenty could definitely be considered a tyrant after entering the Spirit Source Land. If he didn't bring such a good helper in, he would feel that it was a loss.
Moreover, the opportunities within the Land of Spirit Origins were something that even a Spirit Emperor Level Master like Fan Xiren coveted. If it weren't for the fact that there was an age limit to entering the Land of Spirit Origins, cultivators over the age of twenty would have their lifespan depleted and died in a matter of minutes. Such a great opportunity would never have been left to juniors like Yang Fan.
Therefore, such an opportunity was extremely rare. If they missed it this time, their age would exceed the minimum age requirement for entering the Spirit Source Land. Even if they wanted to enter, they wouldn't be able to.
"Shh!"
"They're here!"
Yang Fan suddenly sat up straight and gently gestured to An Sheng and Mu Qianqian. The three of them were silent at the same time and restrained their auras, leaving only a trace of their mental strength to quietly probe outside.
As expected.
In less than two seconds, three figures descended from the sky and landed right under the pine tree that Yang Fan and the others had chosen.
Human body, eagle head, scarlet feathers, golden eagle eyes, they looked extremely sharp and unapproachable.
It was actually three bird-type demon beasts. No wonder they didn't find any traces of them on the ground. It turned out that these three big birds had always been in the sky.
"Eh, there's actually a king level demon beast escorting them. It seems like the identities of these big birds are not ordinary!"
Seeing the three eagles land on the ground, Yang Fan raised his eyebrows. The leader was the most majestic eagle with a hooked nose. Its aura was as deep as an abyss, and it looked like its cultivation was at least at the peak of the Beast King Realm.
Even the two little eagles following behind it were at the peak of the Demon King Realm.
It wasn't easy to deal with.
An Sheng and Mu Qianqian looked at each other, then turned to look at Yang Fan at the same time.
"Brother Fan, with a peak Beast King Realm expert protecting us, I'm afraid we won't be able to handle it, right?"
"What's there to be afraid of!" Yang Fan didn't take it seriously as he transmitted his voice to the two, "This is the territory of the Human Race, there are restrictions of the Emperor's Pact. So what if it's a peak Beast King? It's just a decoration. If it really dares to make a move here, there will be people to deal with it!"
Yang Fan waved his hand and threw a dragon-shaped runic treasure to An Sheng, saying, "Take this and wear it on your body. Otherwise, that stupid bird will really jump over the wall in a moment of desperation."
"Thank you, Brother Fan!" You're really my brother!
"An Sheng knew what was good for him. Looking at the rune patterns on the dragon-shaped talisman treasure, he knew that it was definitely a top grade talisman treasure that was at least SS grade. No matter how bad it was, it could still withstand the full force attack of a peak Beast King.
"Ding!" Your disciple An Sheng's emotions are surging. He is grateful to you, and his sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased. His loyalty to the sect has greatly increased. The sect's centripetal force + 5.
"Yang Fan curled his lips. He knew that this An Sheng was a miser. A top grade talisman treasure was only worth 5 points of his sect's centripetal force.
"I'm borrowing it from you. Remember to return it to me when you're done!"
Yang Fan's words instantly dampened An Sheng's good mood. Yang Fan, on the other hand, was in a good mood. How dare you be stingy with your master!
"Qianqian, come, I'll give you one as well. It's better to be prepared."
After saying that, Yang Fan threw a turtle-shaped talisman treasure to Mu Qianqian. Although Mu Qianqian was a Spiritual Spirit Master, she was still only at level 1. Against a peak Beast King, one more talisman treasure meant one more layer of protection.
"Thank you, Master!"
Mu Qianqian didn't stand on ceremony. She took the talisman treasure with both hands and hung it on her waist. She smiled sweetly at Yang Fan and cast a grateful glance at him.
"Ding! Your disciple Mu Qianqian's emotions are surging. She is grateful to you. Her sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased. Her loyalty to the sect has greatly increased. Sect centripetal force + 15. "
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows.
There really was no harm without comparison.
For the same thing, Mu Qianqian's contribution to the sect centripetal force was actually three times that of An Sheng, this little fatty. How could this be explained?
Could it be that it was easier to fool naive people with relatively simple minds, while a guy like An Sheng, who had wandered around since childhood and was looked down upon by others, was more guarded?
Yang Fan smacked his lips. He felt that everyone's gratitude and gratitude was like a joke. For the same joke, those who were easily amused would laugh until tears came out of their eyes. For those who were easily amused, the corners of their lips would at most twitch politely.
It was very obvious that Yang Fan's action of gifting the talisman treasure just now didn't get An Sheng's amusement.
"Alright, it's time for us to go down!"
Yang Fan waved at the two of them, then took the lead to jump down, blocking in front of the three eagle-headed Demonic Beasts. He shouted at the three Demonic Beasts, "Stop! Now, let's start the robbery! Men stand on the left, women stand on the right, men and women stand in the middle! "
"Wrong, wrong!" An Sheng then jumped down and landed beside Yang Fan. He corrected him, "Brother Fan, you have to understand that they are demonic beasts, how can they differentiate between men and women? You should say, men stand on the left, women stand on the right, and men and women stand in the middle!"
The three Demonic Eagles looked at each other in dismay, somewhat dumbfounded.
Where did these two lunatics come from? They actually dared to rob them. Were they courting death?
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