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Buddha was a dao, and the dao law was natural. As long as a person was greedy, most cultivators would not be so forgiving like Monk Jiu Yan.

Of course, this was also one of the reasons why Monks did not enter the cultivation world too deeply. If they still had such a dao heart after hundreds of thousands of years, then it would truly be priceless.

Xiang Han took out a package from the monk's clothes and opened it!

The monk introduced, "That small bottle of pills is the fusing pill Master gave to me. It helps me jump from the awakening stage to the fusing stage. Although it is only a mortal weapon and is useless to a cultivator like you, a cultivator, in the hands of a mortal, it is still a rare treasure that avoids evil. Ordinary ghosts cannot get close to it. Of course, this little monk's mana is limited, and is only limited to normal ghosts. "

The monk continued, "As for the iron pot, it is for this little monk to change fate. This friend is a cultivator, not a cultivator, I do not need it, why not give it up! Amitabha! "

Xiang Han was overjoyed. Although this little monk didn't have anything good, but wasn't the fusion pill the very thing he needed right now? All of a sudden, he felt as if the twenty fusion pills in his hands weighed over a thousand pounds, and he wished he could swallow them all at once.

"Don't worry monk, I will set off immediately for that Scarlet Flame City!" Xiang Han clasped his hands at the monk, ignoring his injuries, he turned and entered the room.

After the waiter brought the rations over, the two of them set off overnight on their large horses.

Not even one incense stick of time had passed since the two of them left. The monk had been seriously injured, so with a whoosh, he saw the Buddha of the West.

At the same time, that army of skeletons that had lost control was also heading towards the north. Everywhere they passed, people and animals would die, and plants would be dead.

On the way, Xiang Han felt uneasy.

"I've only just met a cultivator, and I already met with this kind of situation. Although this King Corpse Bone Forging technique is not bad, but if something like this happens again, I don't know if I'll be able to keep my little life. When I reach the fusion stage, the King Corpse Bone Forging technique will not be learned, and that cheap master taught me hundreds of different techniques!"

"The highest cultivation level requires one to be at the Foundation Establishment stage to be able to reach the Nascent Soul stage. However, according to the other Sects, the Foundation Establishment stage is still far from being possible!" I don't have a Dao Body, nor is there anyone who would want to reach Foundation Establishment. I can only think of a way to get a Foundation Establishment Pill after reaching the Heart of Tranquil! "If you have the chance, you must join the Door of Immortality. Otherwise, you won't even be able to reach Foundation Establishment!"

"It doesn't matter. I've eaten twenty fusion cores, but I've only managed to refine twenty or so spirit lines. To refine all nine hundred or so is truly difficult!"

Naturally, Little Rascal did not know about Xiang Han's plans.

The wind blew northward, all the way against the wind. Although he had experienced all of this, to Xiang Han, the passion of a cultivator was burning in his heart.

The Great Shang Kingdom was a small country at the border of this continent. There were a total of six countries bordering it, and seven of them. For an ordinary country, having its borders meet up with the six countries would undoubtedly bring about a lot of trouble.

However, the Great Shang Country was proud to be one of them and the six surrounding countries did not dare to attack, and the reason for that was because they were cultivators.

There was a sect in the country of Grand Shang called the Seven Immortal Sect. There was once a very beautiful cultivator that reached the Nascent Soul stage in only 100 years, making it so that no one in the surrounding countries dared to disturb this country.

Southern Flame City was a small city with a population of one hundred thousand, located to the south of the Great Shang Country.

The closest one to Southern Flame City was called Scarlet Flame City. Previously, the monk had asked Xiang Han to deliver a letter here. Without a doubt, there was a branch of the Seven Immortal Sect in Scarlet Flame City. Similar to the name of the city, this was one of the outer branches of the Purple Flame Martial School, one of the Seven Factions.

"Er Mao, do you think that widow ran away?" Staring at the distant Crimson Flame City, which was faintly discernible, the little bastard was thinking about something else.

Xiang Han laughed, "You have nothing better to do, you miss that slut!"

The little bastard rolled his eyes at Xiang Han, "You've eaten pork before, do you know how we're all feeling after seeing a pig run?!"

Xiang Han smiled sinisterly, "Didn't you also get married, why don't you miss that woman!"

The little bastard sighed, looking at Xiang Han's smile, he couldn't help but feel a little scared, "You can't be thinking of having plans for my wife, right?"

"Scram, I'm not hungry enough to choose food yet!" Xiang Han thought of the woman that little bastard had married, and could not help but feel sorry for her! It was no wonder that the little bastard ate from the bowl and peeked at other girls every day.

When the little bastard heard this, he stopped smiling and said gloomily, "I don't have a job anymore. I'm afraid we'll have to find another livelihood for our brothers in the future."

Xiang Han thought to himself, This little b * stard is my only brother from another world, it's a pity that I don't have the ability to help him.

"That's right, Er Mao, why are you in such a hurry to get to Crimson Flame City?" the little bastard asked.

Xiang Han said, "Didn't I hear that there's a Seven Immortal Sect outer sect in Crimson Flame City? Let's go and try our luck. Who knows if we might have spiritual roots and be taken in by any of the elders. That would be great!"

The little bastard rolled his eyes: "So that's what you're planning. With a spirit root, choosing one out of a million, I don't even dare to imagine myself having such a life."

At this point, the little bastard paused for a moment before laughing, "If this bro has spiritual roots and becomes a cultivator, then I will definitely not forget you!"

While the two were chatting, the handsome horse had already arrived at Crimson Flame City.

Scarlet Flame City was surrounded by mountains on all four sides. The height of the mountains was several hundred meters, while the height of the city itself was more than twice the height of the tallest mountain.

The purpose of this construction was naturally not to resist the common mortal army.

The most powerful firepower in Crimson Flame City was undoubtedly the power of the Seven Immortal Sect's Purple Flame Sect. This tower that could not be seen was naturally built to resist the large-scale mana of cultivators.

Xiang Han's cultivation was still shallow, if there were any cultivators above the heart stage, they would be able to see that the various mysterious formations within the city walls were faintly discernible. The moment they were triggered, it would be like a rock breaking the sky.

"Selling tofu is fine. It's passed down since the ancestors applied tofu in the west. This is the only place with tofu, and no other place is second!"

"Selling tofu is fine. It's passed down since the ancestors applied tofu in the west. This is the only place with tofu, and no other place is second!"

"Turkey, good turkey, this brother here, would you like to buy a turkey?"

"Candy gourd, it's selling candied fruits, it's even sweeter than my first love!"

As the two of them walked on the bustling street, their hearts boiled with excitement.

There was a street with seven floors and a tall building. The floors were connected to each other by Heaven Stairway, and there were many merchants that passed by.

The beggars that could be seen everywhere in the Southern Flame City were hard to find.

There was also a restaurant that had over 40 floors. Xiang Han couldn't help but sigh. Such a high floor, and there was no elevator here. It really was interesting. How could ordinary people possibly go up?

The two of them found a hotel and stayed there. The cost of it was painful.

"Second brother!" Xiang Han and Little Wangbai left the hotel and asked the waiter, "I would like to ask you, which branch of the Seven Immortal Sect is in the city?"

Hearing that someone was inquiring about the distribution of the Seven Immortal Sect, the surrounding guests that were the sharpest shot strange looks at them.

Everyone wanted to be an immortal master, to become a cultivator. They came and went for many opportunities and good fortune, and naturally found it strange. They pointed the way to Xiang Han, then went back to their own work.

The two of them followed the direction pointed by the second brother and rode on two tall horses, slowly advancing towards the Purple Flame Gate.

This search lasted for at least half a day. It wasn't until the afternoon that he arrived at the Purple Flame Gate.

If the large Purple Flame Gate was located in the middle of the city, only at this place would one be able to see cultivators wearing robes or carrying magical equipment.

"Oh my god, could it be that these are all immortal masters?!" When he was talking to Xiang Han, he naturally called him a cultivator, but if there were really cultivators present, then that little bastard wouldn't dare to speak carelessly. He could only address him as an immortal master to express his respect towards cultivators.

At this moment, a delicate and pretty scholar waved a paper fan at Xiang Han and his companion, asking them, "Are the two of you here to test for spiritual roots as well?"

Xiang Han replied, "Exactly, the two of us are preparing to test for our spiritual roots!"

The scholar smiled. "Then you two went through the wrong door!"

Xiang Han didn't understand, and asked doubtfully, "Isn't this the Seven Immortal Sect's Purple Flame Sect? We only came here because we asked around! "

The scholar laughed, "That is not the case, it is just that the place you are standing in right now is the main entrance of the Purple Flame Martial School. Only cultivators can enter from here, so if you want to test whether you have spiritual roots, you only need to enter through the back door.

Hearing this scholar stop halfway through his sentence, Xiang Han was about to ask something, but this scholar ignored the two and walked towards Purple Flame Gate.

The little bastard suspiciously asked, "Didn't he say that only cultivators can enter this place? Why did he go in? "

Xiang Han hugged his arms behind his back and rolled his eyes, "Idiot, so that means that the person just now is a cultivator! "He's so stupid!"

The two of them listened to the scholar and walked to the back of the Purple Flame Sect.

Only after this moment did the two of them understand why the book from before was laughing.

"Holy shit!" "Oh my god!"

"Why are there so many people!"

At a glance, a Z-shaped group was hanging far away with tents, pots and pans. Amongst the ten people, at least nine of them were warm. There must have been tens of thousands of people along the way.

Judging from the speed at which the queue was slowly moving forward, it would probably take nearly a month just to queue up.