Han Fan saw a figure appearing on the horizon and came closer in the blink of an eye.

The visitor was Li An, the leader of the Chang'an Sword Sect. There had been chaos in many places in the Zongheng Realm recently. The teleportation array in Taikoo Town was also said to be occupied by monks suspected of being from the Nether Realm. Therefore, when he sensed strong spatial fluctuations, he rushed there as soon as possible.

Got here.

Although Li An was also from Chang'an City, he had never met Han Fan and had only seen his portrait on Confucian notices. Therefore, when he saw a masked young man looking at him, he did not recognize him.

identity.

"Senior, ah, finally someone is here." Han Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Li An was confused.

"I originally had some business to go to Central Continent, but I didn't expect to encounter someone doing this on the way. After observing it, I felt uneasy and wanted to find out what was going on. However, my cultivation level was really unsatisfactory, so I couldn't help it.

, we can only wait for someone to sense the abnormality and come over."

Han Fen unintentionally slowed down his speech, deliberately verbose things that could be said in one sentence, and delayed time.

"Oh?" Li An looked at Zhao Yan who was doing this, and then at the slowly expanding space passage.

"May I ask if Senior knows what he is doing?" Han Fan asked.

"You are unlucky. You met a monk from the underworld. He is opening a space passage." Li An said calmly, without any sign of urgency.

Han Fan's mind was spinning, and he pretended to be confused and asked: "I feel that this monk only has the cultivation level of the first stage of the Fourth Realm, and he can actually open a space channel?"

I say this because I am worried that Li An will directly stop Zhao Yan. A monk in the first stage of the Four Realms uses this method to open up a space channel. The strongest can only send monks with the same level of cultivation. Anyone who is a little smart will wait for him to complete the spell and catch one more.

is one.

While the two were waiting, Li An asked him some questions, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally:

"What makes you think someone can sense it?"

"This aura makes me feel palpitated, so I think it should be obvious. That's what I thought at the time. I'm not sure, but I don't want to leave as if I didn't see it." Han Fen scratched his head and smiled at Li An

He smiled, his eyes clear.

"When did you discover him?"

"I discovered it before he cast the spell. I saw him running around, as if he was looking for something. I didn't pay attention to it at first. Then he suddenly stopped, then stretched out his finger and tapped his forehead. At first,

That black hole was not as big as it is now, only the size of a finger."

After saying that, Han Fen stretched out his little finger and made a gesture.

"Then it got bigger and bigger. I originally wanted to stop him, but I was worried that I would be affected. After all, the momentum was very scary." At this point, Han Fan patted his chest.

"Oh, that's right." Li An nodded and looked at the slowly expanding space passage with his hands behind his hands.

"Why are you covering your face?" Li An suddenly turned to look at Han Fan and asked.

Han Fen was stunned for a moment, one explanation after another flashed through his mind. Just as he was about to explain, Li An suddenly looked towards the horizon.

Han Fan was confused and looked in his direction.

After a while, he felt two momentums coming one after another.

Han Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not familiar with these two auras. If the deputy dean of Zhulu came, he would be directly exposed.

The visitors were the abbot of Baita Temple and a gray-haired man. Han Fen felt that this abbot looked familiar. Thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized that this was the abbot who persuaded him when he was looking for the young monk along the Nai River. It turned out that

The background is not small.

Han Fen could probably sense the surging momentum contained in the three of them, which was similar to the aura on Dean Wang Zhihuan. The man next to him had a small sword embryo hanging from his earlobe. He should be the leader of the Chang'an Sword Sect.

And that abbot must be the abbot of Baita Temple.

As for this elegant-looking gray-haired man, I don't know who he is. He has seen all the masters in Zhulu Academy, but there is no such person.

The three of them greeted each other, and the gray-haired man saw Han Fen staring at him, so he smiled back.

Han Fen saw the man smiling at him and looked elsewhere with a guilty conscience.

"Is this... a space passage? A fourth-level underworld monk is actually opening a space passage on his own?" the gray-haired man was curious.

"It should be a passage that was built in advance. He just woke up this passage. But since it was built by a monk from the Four Realms, there is no expert in this space passage." The abbot of Baita Temple analyzed.

"That's right." Li An suddenly glanced at Han Fan.

The two of them also noticed Han Fan and looked at Li An.

"Speak for yourself."

"Okay, senior." Han Fan told the two of them exactly what he said to Li An.

"My little friend, you have good intentions in your heart, but why do you have to cover your face?" the abbot of Baita Temple asked with a smile.

Han Fan was reminded that this monk looked the most harmless, but he was the most shrewd.

"Because I provoked some untouchable people and was hunted down, I have to hide my face." Han Fan said half truthfully.

Suddenly, the eyes of several people turned to Zhao Yan.

The space channel has been condensed.

Several people locked Zhao Yan in an instant. Zhao Yan was about to report the good news to Han Fan. Unexpectedly, he was directly locked by three auras. Not to mention his fingers, not even a hair could be moved.

The three of them walked towards the space passage, and Han Fen hurriedly followed behind.

Li An sensed that Han Fan was following him and didn't pay attention. After all, he was just a young monk in the first stage of the Fourth Realm.

The three people came and released the lock, but the aura on their bodies was aimed at him from a distance. Zhao Yan suddenly saw Han Fan following the three people. He was worried that he looked strange, so he hurriedly lowered his head.

"Tell me, by opening this space channel, do you want to summon your accomplices from the underworld to harm us in the vertical and horizontal regions?" Han Fan was suddenly very excited. He looked like he was jealous of evil.

"Ha, now that things have come to a point, I can't hide it anymore, exactly." Zhao Yan suddenly blinked his right eye when he saw Han Fan speaking, and understood his intention.

The monks in the Four Realms already have control over themselves as they please, and this kind of blinking of one eye will not happen normally and unintentionally.

"Three seniors, this person is a demon. Damn it. We happen to be in the first stage of the Four Realms. Seniors, can you give me another chance? I want to know whether the demon is one foot higher or the Tao is one foot higher." Han Fan looked sincere,

After saying that, he took off the gourd from his waist.

Zhao Yan noticed Han Fan's action. He knew that he was going to be put into the gourd and sent to the underworld. His muscles tensed up, waiting for Han Fan's next move.

The three of them looked at each other, a little surprised. This situation was something they had not expected, and they were stunned for a moment.

"This space channel will continue to send monks from the Nether Realm. If you really want to see the methods of the Nether Realm, it's not too late to wait a while." The abbot of the White Pagoda Temple said.

"Okay, senior." Han Fan secretly cursed this old bald donkey for being too shrewd, but there was nothing he could do against him.

Han Fan was thinking crazily in his mind, thinking about countermeasures.

The three of them thought that Han Fan would live in peace, but the three of them clearly sensed an unfamiliar energy wave and all looked at Han Fan.

Han Fan saw the mantra of "Yu" condensing in his hand, the red-gold "Yu" word floating in the sky above his palm, and his body was wrapped in a transparent shield.

"The method of mantra?" The three of them spoke at the same time, unable to hide the surprise in their eyes.

"You are actually a disciple of Confucianism in Zhongzhou? But why is the color of your writing power so strange?" the abbot of Baita Temple was curious.

Of course Han Fen couldn't tell them the reason, but no matter how he made it up, he couldn't be deceived. The abbot of Baita Temple and the leader of Chang'an Sword Sect were both disciples of the three religions, and they didn't dare to say anything about Confucianism.

You know it in your heart, but at least you know the basics, and you can't be deceived.

Han Fan didn't intend to lie to them either.

"Because...hey, master, why are you here?" After saying this, Han Fan naturally took two steps forward to walk towards his master.

The three of them were coaxed by Han Fan's mantra. When they heard what Han Fan said, they hurriedly followed Han Fan's gaze.

Han Fen instantly became furious and threw a corpse from the gourd towards the abbot of Baita Temple. Then he grabbed Zhao Yan's arm and put it into the gourd.

Zhao Yan was a living person, and he had to be willing to earn the gourd. He had already made preparations for this, so he didn't waste any time.

How could the reaction of three masters of this level be slow? They had already blocked the surrounding space when Han Fen burst out, cutting off the possibility of the two of them escaping.

The abbot of Baita Temple snorted softly, and the flying corpse was torn into pieces.

They did not take action against Han Fen immediately, firstly because they were wary of the mantra method, and secondly because they did not think that two monks in the first stage of the Fourth Realm could escape.

When Han Fan put Zhao Yan into the gourd and jumped into the space passage, the abbot of Baita Temple realized what he was doing and hurriedly took action.

But it's too late.

His attack was shattered by space energy, and Han Fen's figure disappeared into the space passage.

The expressions of the three of them were gloomy. They were led in a wrong direction by Han Fan. This passage was not meant to bring people here, but to send people away.

The abbot of Baita Temple recalled what had just happened and suddenly sighed.

Li An and the gray-haired man looked at him.

"It seems that the masked boy just now is Han Fan."

The two stared at each other with wide eyes.

They also received news that Han Fan had appeared in Zhulu Academy a few days ago. With this association, Han Fan's purpose in coming to Beizhou was this space passage.

"He must have gone to the underworld, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it." The gray-haired man said regretfully.

"If we put such an extremely talented devil back, I'm afraid we will suffer a lot in the future." Li An said helplessly.

"Yes." They remember when Han Fan entered Zhulu Academy and was greeted by the genius disciples of the Three Religions. Han Fan's first-class understanding was not hidden at that time and everyone knew it.
Chapter completed!