After hearing the beautiful woman's words, the middle-aged man pondered and said, "I guess Nie Fan will definitely appear at that time. In this way, you notify me at that time and I will also go to the small world of snow-capped mountains..."

The beautiful woman showed joy when she heard this and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, senior, I will definitely come to invite you in person."

The middle-aged man nodded when he heard this, turned around and continued to walk forward, and said, "Don't rush back during this period. It will be good for you to go back more."

Although the beautiful woman was confused, the person in front of her was even their ancestors, so she naturally had his own reasons and said softly: "It's a senior."

The middle-aged man stopped talking and took the three of them back along the way.

Of course, I went back much faster than when I came, but as soon as I came out, the three girls still felt like they were different from each other. After a little inquiry, I was stunned. It had been two months!

"Haha, it's good. I plan to take at least half a year." The middle-aged man waved his hand and moved from the capital to the small mountain.

When the beautiful women arrived at the middle-aged thatched hut, they felt relieved. Only then did they feel truly safe, and they secretly breathed a sigh of relief and completely relaxed.

During this relaxation, the three girls were stunned and looked at each other. They were surprised to find that their cultivation level had improved a lot without realizing it!

"Haha, if you have nothing to do, stay here for a few days. If you have something to do, you can walk around as you like." The middle-aged man looked at the three girls and said with a smile.

The beautiful women, Feng Yuanmeng, and the queen of demons are all people with Linglong thoughts, so they naturally knew that this was the reward for them. They were excited and hurriedly said, "Thank you, senior."

The middle-aged man waved his hand, sat down at the table, and took out the fan and watched.

The three girls all knew that the middle-aged man had nothing on the surface, but he was still hit in his heart and didn't say anything anymore. He looked at each other and walked outside.

When he walked outside, the beautiful woman looked at Feng Yuanmeng and said, "Yuanmeng, you stay in the mountain for a while, and I'll go see Nie Fan."

Feng Yuanmeng actually had no place to go, so he nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

The beautiful woman turned to the demon queen again and said with a smile: "Where are you, Miss Liu?"

The demon queen was stunned for a moment, her pretty face showed a hint of confusion, and then her head tilted, and she smiled playfully: "I had a few tasks that I had not completed before, so I'll try it now."

The beautiful woman smiled, as she was now a demon queen, there was no need to be a killer for Fei Jue, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll leave first."

Feng Yuanmeng and the demon queen both nodded and watched the beautiful woman leave.

The beautiful woman walked out of the small mountain, walked along the waves, and walked towards the north of the city.

Xuejian Gate, secret room of the main building.

Nie Fan was straight, with sword light constantly flashing on his body, and his head was covered with white frost gradually fading away.

This is the result of practicing the Ice God Art. It will no longer show externality. It is calm like ordinary exercises, restrained and gentle.

Nie Fan's expression was cold, his eyebrows were always firm, and there was a faint sword energy flashing. He had been sitting here for the past two months, motionless, silently practicing the Ice Divine Art.

As his cultivation became more and more obvious, his injuries had recovered more than ten days ago. In addition, the Void Art, Barbarian King Body Refining Technique, and Golden Battle Art, almost his entire body was transforming. Although his realm was suppressed by him, his strength had been greatly improved!

Nie Fan did not move. The true energy in his body was as surging as the sea, and rolling like a river during movement, making him unable to help but want to roar to the sky, and his heart was filled with an unparalleled feeling!

Four swords stood around, each of which was smooth and transparent, with a powerful sword energy, and was as new as before, without any trace of damage. The Seven Killing Swords stood in front of him, hooking up with the four swords, as if the formation was first formed and its power was not revealed.

The Fengshen Tower floated above the head. With Nie Fan's transformation, it also had some changes. The originally gray and rough surface gradually became simple, with some vague patterns appearing around the small tower, but it is still unclear and cannot be seen clearly.

Suddenly, the small tower trembled violently, and gray lights flashed rapidly between the small tower.

Nie Fan, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, looked up, and said, "Has she summoned you?"

"No," the voice of the instrument spirit seemed to be a little happy and excited, and responded: "She passed on me something, as if it was originally lost to me."

Nie Fan was stunned and thoughtful. The small tower was seriously damaged in the battle back then, and even now it has not been fully recovered. However, why did the Lord of Kunlun not recall the Temple Tower? The Temple Tower was once a treasure she carried with her?!

Nie Fan and Xiaota have also studied this issue many times. Both of them guessed that it might be because the Lord of Kunlun has not yet awakened, but he could not get a definite conclusion without seeing her stupid person.

"Are you sure you lost it?" Nie Fan asked Xiaota.

The little tower shook slightly and said, "Yes, I am repairing myself and finding a little incompleteness that I can match."

Nie Fan pondered and did not ask again. Although the spirit of the weapon was simple, he was not stupid. He had the idea of ​​sorting out his own powerful relationships, so he would not interfere too much.

Nie Fan continues to practice. The most important thing now is to improve his cultivation. Whether it is a battle four months later or a proposal for marriage in the snow mountain ten months later, it requires strong combat power.

While practicing and enduring himself, Nie Fan struggled to suppress his cultivation, hoping to increase his potential, and he could accumulate strength and reach the highest level in one fell swoop.

Nie Fan, who had just closed his eyes, raised his head again. He received a message from Zhutian outside. Yang Xuening's master appeared in the north of the city again, obviously looking for them.

Nie Fan thought for a while, and then he and Xiaota disappeared into the secret room.

Qin Yun was dressed in palace outfit, elegant and clean, with a gentle look on her face, and was slowly pacing in the void in the north of the city. In her early years, she was stuck in her state because of the inappropriate method of improving her cultivation. Now she has achieved a breakthrough, which makes her feel relieved. At the same time, she is thinking about the true meaning of the middle-aged man who asked him to stay and not return to the snow mountain.

"Nie Fan has seen his master." Nie Fan appeared behind Qin Yun and said respectfully.

Qin Yun was stunned, with a strange look on her face. Even if she was distracted, it would be very unusual for Nie Fan to walk to her quietly under such circumstances without being noticed by her.

But in a flash, I felt relieved again. The person who could make her disciple like would not be bad. Looking at Nie Fan's mouth, he smiled and said, "I have to stay on the earth for a while. Don't you mind if I settled in the Xuejian Gate?"

"The master can live for as long as he wants, he offended me." Nie Fan naturally would not object. The small tower moved across the void, and the two of them appeared directly inside the Xuejian Sect.

Nie Fan invited Zhou Mei and asked her to greet Qin Yun well.

Qin Yun didn't say much. She was not sure what happened to the middle-aged man. She also wanted to see how great Nie Fan was, so she really settled in the Xuejian Sect.

Another month of peace passed, Nie Fan was practicing all the time, and people outside generally would not disturb him.

After sitting in the middle-aged man in Xiaobanshan for nine days, he not only practiced the Ice God Art, but also refined the fourth natal secondary sword. His cultivation level could have been broken through, but he was always suppressed by him. He wanted to find a suitable opportunity and sprint with all his strength.

"Strange, why did a trace of anxiety appear in my heart?" Nie Fan, who was meditating, slowly opened his eyes, with a strange expression. I don't know when, an indescribable uneasiness appeared in his heart, as if something would happen to him, and it was hard to explain.

"What will happen?" Nie Fan frowned. It is logical that those innate strong people in the world cannot be born at will, and no one can threaten him. However, this feeling is very clear and lasted for more than ten days.

Nie Fan frowned and thought, but he couldn't find the source for a long time. After pondering, his figure flashed and appeared outside Qin Yun's door.

Nie Fan did not hide it, and Qin Yun quickly opened the door for Nie Fan. She was still wearing a palace outfit, but she changed her clothes, decorated with red and green, sitting cross-legged on the bed like a noble lady.

After hearing what Nie Fan said, she frowned and analyzed: "There are many people who have had sex with you, but not many people who can really use innate power to attack and kill you. There should be something else."

Nie Fan nodded and thought, "I think so too, so I want to ask my master if there is really a way to deduce good and bad luck in the ancient martial arts world?"

Qin Yun shook her head and laughed, looking at Nie Fan and said, "You can only say such words at home. Don't say them out loud. You are also a top expert, how could you ask such a question?"

Nie Fan could hear that Qin Yun had already accepted her and didn't care about her words. In fact, he didn't believe in Tianji in his heart, which was considered a rush to seek medical treatment. But what was the problem? As time went by, his feelings became stronger and stronger, as if it would come at any time.

Seeing Nie Fan pondering, Qin Yun was gloomy and puzzled when she browsed, she thought for a while and said, "Are you going out recently?"

"Agree with a friend to visit an ancient tomb in a month." Nie Fan said.

Qin Yun said, "Then don't go out this month. I'll look at you. If there is really a great danger coming, even if we can't stop us from joining forces, I will summon my master to come."

Nie Fan was stunned. He didn't expect Qin Yun would give so much to him. Although most of this should be for Yang Xuening's sake, he was still very grateful and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Master."

Qin Yun looked at Nie Fan's expression, smiled slightly, and said, "Since I call me master, I don't care about it."

Nie Fan was happy that Yang Xuening had such a master. Before he could speak out, a disciple rushed over and said anxiously to Nie Fan, "Sect Master, someone broke in!"

Nie Fan's expression changed slightly. You should know that the current place of the Xuejianmen was discovered by the seniors of the Zhou family by chance. Even if there is guidance, it took a long time to find them. Can someone actually find them?

"Are you coming for us?" Nie Fan stood up and looked at the disciple. If someone really discovered it, it would definitely be a big trouble.

"That man was not walking fast, and it seemed to be still looking for a way." The disciple said, "Deputy Master Zhou and Deputy Master Wei have rushed over."

Nie Fan nodded and turned to Qin Yun and said, "Master, I'll go and have a look first."

Qin Yun smiled and said, "Go."
Chapter completed!