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One thirty in the morning.
Yang Fan is close to Yonghe Village.
Besides the mountain road built over a year ago, there is now another cement road leading around the mountain to the back of Yonghe Village and towards Wangqi Peak.
And at a position thirty meters in the direction of Yonghe Village from the intersection, a paifang was built. There is a wooden house next to the paifang, which is the main entrance of the Yin Yang Sect. A mist surrounds the area, giving it a sense of an immortal sect.
After Yang Fan landed, a figure flashed out and shouted, "Who are you!"
It was a man in a blue long robe, with his right hand resting on the sword at his waist, looking vigilant.
In general, people from other sects would make a sound to signal their visit at the crossroads, let alone in the middle of the night.
Yang Fan smiled and took out the sect master's token, "I am Yang Fan, are you Peng Tong?"
仙灵体黎音婉说过，除了她以外，宗门还有一男一女两个练气四层巅峰的弟子。
杨凡加入了宗门大群，很容易从名字分辨出来眼前男子的身份。
The man looked slightly stunned, glanced at the token, then at Yang Fan's face. His expression became serious as he quickly bowed and clasped his fists, saying, "Peng Tong pays respect to Senior Brother!"
As he spoke, he took out a triangular black token from his pocket, pinched a gesture and waved it to the side, opening the mountain guarding formation. He smiled and said, "I often hear about you when you are not around. Yesterday, I saw in the group chat that you had returned from the underground palace, so I eagerly awaited this meeting. Senior Brother, please come in!"
Yang Fan nodded and scanned with his divine sense the fluctuations of the formation underground. From here to the head of Yonghe Village, within a range of over 50 meters horizontally, there are formations.
Looking at the intensity of the fluctuations, it is similar to the defensive strength of the formation in the underground chamber of the dungeon, which can barely withstand foundational cultivators.
Shen Xintong said that all the spirit stones sent by the Netherworld have been used to construct formations, and it is already the strongest formation that can be built.
Yang Fan took a look at Peng Tong, who had an ordinary appearance and couldn't attract attention in the crowd, and said, "Let's go back to the village together and tell me about the situation in the sect."
"Yes, Senior Brother, let me call He Shimei to come." Peng Tong took out his phone to dial a number.
Yang Fan shook his head and walked ahead, "No need."
His spiritual sense now covered the entire Yonghe Village and the surrounding kilometer range, even stronger than the detection of this formation. He could easily detect any movement or disturbance.
"Yes, senior brother!"
Peng Tong bowed and introduced the situation at the mountain gate without waiting for Yang Fan to ask.
"There are only two disciples, me and Sister He, in the mountain now. I am in charge of formations, while Sister He is in charge of patrols. The other senior brothers and sisters have different tasks. Sister Du has been here all along, but she went to the Devil's City a couple of days ago and should be back soon..."
In the Yin Yang Sect, there are only a little over sixty cultivators in total. Besides the underground dungeon, there are also some industries developed in other places that need people to oversee, which is the reason for the "hollowness" of the sect.
Of course, ordinary disciples think this is just superficial. The sect still hides some unseen experts, stemming from the fact that Yang Fan fabricated the Yin Yang Sect in advance.
Returning to the village, there are seven or eight cars parked at the threshing ground. The whole Yonghe Village has undergone great changes, with many houses, pavilions, and courtyards added.
"Will there be frequent visitors?"
Peng Tong: "There are not many outsiders coming into the village. It's mostly the people from our own village who move around, going to the market and such. There are many cultivators traveling to and from the Grave Valley Forest, taking another mountain road."
显然，永和村已经成了阴阳宗的专属领地。
牛谷雨家院门大开，杨凡进去开了灯，看着熟悉的环境脸上浮现笑意，这里倒是基本没什么变化。
Peng Tong followed closely, secretly observing his expression, and ventured to ask, "Senior Brother, is the other side of the underground palace really a secret realm? Has the secret realm appeared?"
"Yes, it is a secret realm, and it has already manifested on Leiming Island in Haizhou. It will fully open in two months."
At this moment, hurried footsteps could be heard from outside, and soon a young female cultivator at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer appeared at the entrance of the courtyard, carrying a long sword. She curiously observed Yang Fan and asked, "Senior Brother Peng, why have you returned? And who is this?"
"He Shimei, why haven't you paid your respects to Senior Brother yet?"
"Senior Brother of the Yin Yang Sect, many disciples have only heard his name and have not seen him in person. Almost every disciple, upon seeing him, would be stunned for a moment before hastily bowing and saluting, 'He Yun pays respect to Senior Brother!'"
Yang Fan raised his hand and smiled, casually asking about the situation of the two.
Peng Tong is twenty-two years old, has been practicing for eight months, and has reached the peak of the fourth layer of Qi cultivation. He Yu is twenty-one years old, has been practicing for six months, and is at the third layer of Qi cultivation.
Both of them were personally recruited by Shen Xintong and started their cultivation from scratch, which can be considered as direct disciples of the Yin Yang Sect.
The newly recruited disciples of the Yin Yang Sect are all relatively young, with the oldest not exceeding twenty-five years old and the youngest being Yang Rong, who is only seventeen years old.
Shen Xintong intends to recruit more disciples, specifically kids under the age of ten, and choose talented ones to groom from a young age.
After chatting for half an hour, Yang Fan let the two go their separate ways to attend to their own tasks, while he himself went back home with a stride.
Just arrived home, my phone kept vibrating, it was a message from WeChat.
In addition to the company group chat, all the small groups were also discussing the return of the senior apprentice brother to the sect, such as how handsome he looks, his mysterious cultivation level, and gossip about his secret relationship with the senior apprentice sister.
Making Yang Fan laugh, these disciples didn't know that he was undercover with a different account.
Liyin Wan gets along well with her fellow disciples. Whenever someone mentions her, she knows the situation but can't join the discussion. She doesn't dare to expose Yang Fan's identity and only replies with a smiley face.
After reading the group chat, Yang Fan charged his phone and entered the underground room, where he saw the golden-haired dog, Wangfu.
To be precise, it was its cocoon that was still undergoing mutation.
Above the stone bed, a small oval-shaped cocoon, similar in size to a small water tank, hung in the air, emitting a faint golden light.
Yang Fan stopped and watched for a long time, but couldn't detect anything special with his vitality and divine sense.
He could only feel from the cocoon that the vigorous vitality inside was extremely strong, and the spiritual energy fluctuations emitted from it have already exceeded the Foundation Building stage.
"Will it directly transform into a human form after breaking out of the cocoon?"
"Although it is a baseless speculation, Yang Fan is somewhat looking forward to it."
"Shen Xintong asked Yang Jianye about this question. It belongs to a special mutation, and it is not seen in other people or races. It is estimated that it is related to the red toxin produced by the floating city in the sky."
“也不知道多久能醒过来。”
思索良久，杨凡就地盘膝坐下，调整身体状态，准备晋级金丹境界。
密室外传来贺芸急切的声音，“大师兄？您休息了吗？”
What's wrong?"
"Something happened, Senior Brother, Li and Zeng were attacked on their way back to the county town and died!"
Yang Fan's expression changed as he remembered the scenes of the fight he saw on the way back, it turned out that the disciples of his Yin Yang Sect were killing each other.
……
Yang Fan is close to Yonghe Village.
Besides the mountain road built over a year ago, there is now another cement road leading around the mountain to the back of Yonghe Village and towards Wangqi Peak.
And at a position thirty meters in the direction of Yonghe Village from the intersection, a paifang was built. There is a wooden house next to the paifang, which is the main entrance of the Yin Yang Sect. A mist surrounds the area, giving it a sense of an immortal sect.
After Yang Fan landed, a figure flashed out and shouted, "Who are you!"
It was a man in a blue long robe, with his right hand resting on the sword at his waist, looking vigilant.
In general, people from other sects would make a sound to signal their visit at the crossroads, let alone in the middle of the night.
Yang Fan smiled and took out the sect master's token, "I am Yang Fan, are you Peng Tong?"
仙灵体黎音婉说过，除了她以外，宗门还有一男一女两个练气四层巅峰的弟子。
杨凡加入了宗门大群，很容易从名字分辨出来眼前男子的身份。
The man looked slightly stunned, glanced at the token, then at Yang Fan's face. His expression became serious as he quickly bowed and clasped his fists, saying, "Peng Tong pays respect to Senior Brother!"
As he spoke, he took out a triangular black token from his pocket, pinched a gesture and waved it to the side, opening the mountain guarding formation. He smiled and said, "I often hear about you when you are not around. Yesterday, I saw in the group chat that you had returned from the underground palace, so I eagerly awaited this meeting. Senior Brother, please come in!"
Yang Fan nodded and scanned with his divine sense the fluctuations of the formation underground. From here to the head of Yonghe Village, within a range of over 50 meters horizontally, there are formations.
Looking at the intensity of the fluctuations, it is similar to the defensive strength of the formation in the underground chamber of the dungeon, which can barely withstand foundational cultivators.
Shen Xintong said that all the spirit stones sent by the Netherworld have been used to construct formations, and it is already the strongest formation that can be built.
Yang Fan took a look at Peng Tong, who had an ordinary appearance and couldn't attract attention in the crowd, and said, "Let's go back to the village together and tell me about the situation in the sect."
"Yes, Senior Brother, let me call He Shimei to come." Peng Tong took out his phone to dial a number.
Yang Fan shook his head and walked ahead, "No need."
His spiritual sense now covered the entire Yonghe Village and the surrounding kilometer range, even stronger than the detection of this formation. He could easily detect any movement or disturbance.
"Yes, senior brother!"
Peng Tong bowed and introduced the situation at the mountain gate without waiting for Yang Fan to ask.
"There are only two disciples, me and Sister He, in the mountain now. I am in charge of formations, while Sister He is in charge of patrols. The other senior brothers and sisters have different tasks. Sister Du has been here all along, but she went to the Devil's City a couple of days ago and should be back soon..."
In the Yin Yang Sect, there are only a little over sixty cultivators in total. Besides the underground dungeon, there are also some industries developed in other places that need people to oversee, which is the reason for the "hollowness" of the sect.
Of course, ordinary disciples think this is just superficial. The sect still hides some unseen experts, stemming from the fact that Yang Fan fabricated the Yin Yang Sect in advance.
Returning to the village, there are seven or eight cars parked at the threshing ground. The whole Yonghe Village has undergone great changes, with many houses, pavilions, and courtyards added.
- The old locust tree is lush and verdant, with a canopy like an umbrella that gives a sense of covering the sky and blocking out the sun, even larger than a year ago.
"I wonder what changes there will be when it reaches its thirty-third year next year," Yang Fan thought, as the old locust tree is currently being watered by Uncle Yang Zhiping in the Reincarnation Lake rotation.
"Will there be frequent visitors?"
Peng Tong: "There are not many outsiders coming into the village. It's mostly the people from our own village who move around, going to the market and such. There are many cultivators traveling to and from the Grave Valley Forest, taking another mountain road."
显然，永和村已经成了阴阳宗的专属领地。
牛谷雨家院门大开，杨凡进去开了灯，看着熟悉的环境脸上浮现笑意，这里倒是基本没什么变化。
Peng Tong followed closely, secretly observing his expression, and ventured to ask, "Senior Brother, is the other side of the underground palace really a secret realm? Has the secret realm appeared?"
"Yes, it is a secret realm, and it has already manifested on Leiming Island in Haizhou. It will fully open in two months."
At this moment, hurried footsteps could be heard from outside, and soon a young female cultivator at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer appeared at the entrance of the courtyard, carrying a long sword. She curiously observed Yang Fan and asked, "Senior Brother Peng, why have you returned? And who is this?"
"He Shimei, why haven't you paid your respects to Senior Brother yet?"
"Senior Brother of the Yin Yang Sect, many disciples have only heard his name and have not seen him in person. Almost every disciple, upon seeing him, would be stunned for a moment before hastily bowing and saluting, 'He Yun pays respect to Senior Brother!'"
Yang Fan raised his hand and smiled, casually asking about the situation of the two.
Peng Tong is twenty-two years old, has been practicing for eight months, and has reached the peak of the fourth layer of Qi cultivation. He Yu is twenty-one years old, has been practicing for six months, and is at the third layer of Qi cultivation.
Both of them were personally recruited by Shen Xintong and started their cultivation from scratch, which can be considered as direct disciples of the Yin Yang Sect.
The newly recruited disciples of the Yin Yang Sect are all relatively young, with the oldest not exceeding twenty-five years old and the youngest being Yang Rong, who is only seventeen years old.
Shen Xintong intends to recruit more disciples, specifically kids under the age of ten, and choose talented ones to groom from a young age.
After chatting for half an hour, Yang Fan let the two go their separate ways to attend to their own tasks, while he himself went back home with a stride.
Just arrived home, my phone kept vibrating, it was a message from WeChat.
In addition to the company group chat, all the small groups were also discussing the return of the senior apprentice brother to the sect, such as how handsome he looks, his mysterious cultivation level, and gossip about his secret relationship with the senior apprentice sister.
Making Yang Fan laugh, these disciples didn't know that he was undercover with a different account.
Liyin Wan gets along well with her fellow disciples. Whenever someone mentions her, she knows the situation but can't join the discussion. She doesn't dare to expose Yang Fan's identity and only replies with a smiley face.
After reading the group chat, Yang Fan charged his phone and entered the underground room, where he saw the golden-haired dog, Wangfu.
To be precise, it was its cocoon that was still undergoing mutation.
Above the stone bed, a small oval-shaped cocoon, similar in size to a small water tank, hung in the air, emitting a faint golden light.
Yang Fan stopped and watched for a long time, but couldn't detect anything special with his vitality and divine sense.
He could only feel from the cocoon that the vigorous vitality inside was extremely strong, and the spiritual energy fluctuations emitted from it have already exceeded the Foundation Building stage.
"Will it directly transform into a human form after breaking out of the cocoon?"
"Although it is a baseless speculation, Yang Fan is somewhat looking forward to it."
"Shen Xintong asked Yang Jianye about this question. It belongs to a special mutation, and it is not seen in other people or races. It is estimated that it is related to the red toxin produced by the floating city in the sky."
“也不知道多久能醒过来。”
思索良久，杨凡就地盘膝坐下，调整身体状态，准备晋级金丹境界。
密室外传来贺芸急切的声音，“大师兄？您休息了吗？”
What's wrong?"
"Something happened, Senior Brother, Li and Zeng were attacked on their way back to the county town and died!"
Yang Fan's expression changed as he remembered the scenes of the fight he saw on the way back, it turned out that the disciples of his Yin Yang Sect were killing each other.
……