Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

Auction training in the secret room.

Yang Fan and Shen Xintong demanded enough from each other several times, and finally stopped, it was the dead of night.

"After a while I've arranged all the things in the sect, I will also retreat and work hard to practice, otherwise the distance from you will become farther and farther, and I will not be able to catch up with you."

Shen Xintong lay in someone's arms, said weakly, and added a sentence in her heart: Even the love between men and women is almost not enough to satisfy you.

When she was in the qi training stage, she faced Yang Fan in the Jindan stage. The difference in "combat strength" was not even a star and a half.

It was too powerful, and the breath lasted for two hours without panting, which made her suspect that if she hadn't really lost the strength to move and cooperate, Yang Fan might be able to fight till dawn.

Yang Fan patted her smooth back and said with a smile: "Now that you have so many spirit stones and your aptitude is so good, don't worry at all."

He was sure that with Shen Xintong's Taiyin body, he would come from behind and even surpass him in a short time without worrying about the problem of cold poison.

The two chatted for a while about the sect's affairs in a low voice, and Yang Fan, who was thinking about it, finally couldn't bear it anymore. Taking advantage of Shen Xintong's happy mood after the incident, he asked about Du Lanyue.

"Why didn't you see your cousin when you came back this time?"

Before the Zongmen meeting was over, he asked Du Lanyue's father in private, but even Du Rui didn't know about it, so only Shen Xintong might know the whereabouts of his cousin.

Yang Fan had a strong premonition that something must have happened between the two sisters, and it was very likely that the matter between him and Du Lanyue was completely exposed.

After all, it has to be solved, otherwise, he always feels uncomfortable.

"..." Shen Xintong leaned against her broad chest and rubbed it in. After five or six seconds of silence, she said softly, "I said I went on a trip to practice, don't worry, I'm fine."

On the day she went to Xue Xiao to solve the problem, she received a large message from her cousin, expressing guilt, expressing blessings, and wanting to go out for a walk, etc.

Shen Xintong also had conflicts in her heart for a few days. Although she didn't feel any strong blame or resentment towards her cousin, she could act as if nothing happened, and she couldn't do it in a short time.

Yang Fan tilted his head to see her expression, but only saw that half of the spring tide had not faded, and his lips moved to confess, "Sister Tong..."

As if knowing what he wanted to say, Shen Xintong muttered vaguely, "I'm tired, go to sleep, there are many things to do tomorrow."

During the meeting in the capital, she had already thought about it carefully. Since she was reluctant and unable to let go, then let the past be smoothed over with time. No matter how entangled it was, it would not help. It would only increase troubles and barriers. Now In this day and age, it's too shameless to really want a man from one end to the end, not to mention the fact that cultivating immortals is now in vogue, she has a vague premonition that her cousin is probably just the beginning.

The next day, while the two hugging each other were still asleep, there was knocking on the door and fluctuations in the formation outside the training room.

The two got up quickly and dressed neatly. Yang Fan half opened the stone door, but it was Yang Fei with a smirk on his face, "It's past ten o'clock, you guys are really good...how are you, brother, are you tired?"

Shen Xintong, who walked behind Yang Fan, blushed slightly, "What's wrong, Xiao Fei?"

"Sister-in-law~ I didn't mean to disturb you."

Yang Fei chuckled, and then said seriously: "Two strange monks came and said they wanted to see you. Wu Li said that one was at the fifth floor of the foundation building and the other was at the peak of the eighth floor of the foundation building. people."

"See me?" Shen Xintong looked at Yang Fan, "Come out of the secret realm?"

Yang Fan shook his head: "Go and see."

Yang Fei: "It is said that I met the person in charge of the Yin Yang Sect, but it seems that they are not from the five sects and four clans."

Yang Fan's eyes flickered, and he had some guesses in his heart, "It may be someone from Yunding Immortal Palace."

Shen Xintong was slightly stunned, with a dazed look on her face.

The three of them walked through the long passage and went to the reception room on the basement floor of Yang's Hotel. Niu Guyu was entertaining two guests, and Yang Wuli was also there.

A man and a woman, the man is an old man with white beard and hair, his face is full of wrinkles and ravines, but his eyes are piercing and hidden.

The woman is very young, about 25 or [-] years old, with a standard oval face like Niu Guyu, and her beautiful appearance is a rare beauty.

Seeing this woman, Yang Fan recognized it at a glance. It was Bai Qin who was rescued by him after causing trouble in Fanxing Pavilion.

"Shen Daoyou descended to the mortal world in a celestial appearance, with both talents and passions. Hearing a hundred times is worth seeing once. Feng Yunhong, an old man, comes from Yunding Immortal Palace. Please forgive me for disturbing you if you take the liberty to come to visit..."

The old man stood up and arched his hands, and said with a gentle smile, his eyes flickered imperceptibly as he swept across Yang Fan.

"Presumably this is Daoist Yang Fan, the elder brother of the Yin Yang Sect. Under the circumstances of the world, for a fellow Daoist to have such a cultivation level at such a young age, it is indeed a celestial figure, which makes the monks all over the world ashamed."

Yang Fan and Shen Xintong looked at each other, smiling like they were being praised, "Fellow Daoist, please sit down."

Shen Xintong's complexion was unkind, and she raised her phoenix eyebrows, "Yunding Immortal Palace? Did you arrest our sect's disciple?"

"Is there such a thing?" Yang Fan was surprised at first, then his face became serious: "Feng Daoyou, what does this mean?"

Feng Yunhong's smile remained unchanged, "But there is such a thing, but you don't have to worry, your disciples are all well and can come back at any time. The old man came here this time to apologize. The robbery of the monks was done by the disciples of the sect. There is no intention of being an enemy of the Yin Yang sect. In addition..."

Yang Fan interrupted with a wave of his hand, "Don't say anything, just put him back now, otherwise you won't be able to get out of this door, and I will go to your sect! Don't think that you are hiding well in Yunding Immortal Palace, Other sects have nothing to do with you, if I want to find it, it will be easy!"

Shen Xintong echoed: "Let him go, let him go and talk about other things!"

"..." Feng Yunhong swept across the faces of the two, and after a moment of silence, he nodded to Bai Qin who was standing beside the chair.

In front of everyone, Bai Qin took out a wooden token and entered a formula.

Feng Yunhong smiled and said, "At most half an hour, the three disciples of Guizong will be able to return safely."

Before coming, they had investigated all aspects of the Yin Yang Sect. The senior sister, Shen Xintong, was very talkative, and from a series of things, it could be seen that Shen Xintong was a very wise woman.

But little is known about Yang Fan, since he disappeared more than a year ago, there has been almost no news. Recently, it has been rumored that he has returned but has basically not shown up, and he knows nothing about his behavior.

Although there are traces of 'acting' at the moment, the more this is the case, the more uncertain he is about Yang Fan's thoughts.

Yang Fan picked up his teacup and took a sip, "Tell me, what else is there?"

Feng Yunhong pondered for a moment and said: "Yunding Immortal Palace wants to enter the world, and also hopes that the Yin Yang Sect can come forward to help reconcile."

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