Chapter 32: Fish and Dragons Mixed Together

  The hall was elegantly decorated with chairs, ottomans, tea tables and fruit pastries, and there were already dozens of people inside.

  Yang Fan took a casual glance and found that these twenty or thirty people were all cultivators, with men and women, old and young, monks and Taoist priests, all seated in different parts of the hall, it was simply a mixed bag.

  Those who don't know the truth may still think this is a gathering place for the martial arts world.

  However, Yang Fan had already determined that all of these people were cultivators, and they were all Qi Refining stage cultivists, from the initial stage to the Great Perfection, all four levels could be seen here.

  "Friends of Taoism, please come in and rest for a while. By evening, I will send you all to the 'Xiū Yù Gé' together."

  The middle-aged man with a pockmarked face smiled.

  Yang Fan nodded and walked into the hall with a calm expression under the gaze of many eyes.

  He was after all a former cultivation genius and a strong Condensation Period cultivator. This kind of scene wasn't even in his eyes.

  Yang Fan's gaze swept around and didn't see any cultivators from the Yang family of Nanling, so he let out a slight breath of relief and casually found a cushion to sit on.

  In this hall, he didn't dare to practice "Xianhong Jue", so he immersed his mind into the "Xianhong Space".

  Every time Yang Fan enters "Xianhong Space", he finds that he must put at least half of his mind into it.

  Xianhong Space

  Yang Fan appeared in the warehouse, with some things placed beside him, among which the most eye-catching was a cyan-colored brick of medium-grade spiritual equipment.

  As he stepped out of the warehouse, his feet touched the lush green grass, and the gentle stream flowed into him, making him feel the resilience of life.

  Looking around at the desolate and deathly silent black land, Yang Fan grew like a cactus in the desert, unflappable in the face of honor or shame.

  Unconsciously, Yang Fan's life mist in his body was channeled into the green land under his feet from his soles.

  In an instant, Yang Fan felt himself transformed into a giant tree, his roots digging deep into the earth, absorbing nutrients from the soil, while also making the land more solid and rich.

  After a long time, Yang Fan withdrew from this state, feeling that he had developed a flesh-and-blood connection with the green land.

  Yang Fan suddenly found that the green land under his feet had expanded again after exhaling a breath.

  Previously, the area of green space was about two square meters, now it has expanded to around four square meters.

  Yang Fan had a kind of illusion, the green land under his feet seemed like his own territory.

  As they expand, the "power" they have in "Xianhong Space" becomes greater.

  Suddenly, a question popped up in Yang Fan's mind.

  He looked at the little dog beside the warehouse and asked: "Whose is Xianhong Space?"

  What kind of existence is Xianhong Space, and does it have its own owner?

  After successfully recognizing the "Xianhong Seal" for the first time, Yang Fan had thought that this space was only occupied by himself, so the "Xianhong Space" had become his private property in disguise.

  However, after the green land under his feet expanded this time, he sensed the unusualness of this space.

  "As the master said, 'Xianhong Space' is an extremely special existence. What you see now is just a representation. This space does not belong to anyone. Besides you, there are also some indigenous pioneers here. It's just that this space is too vast, as vast as the entire universe... so the master hasn't seen other pioneers for the time being."

  The puppy explained.

  "What about the 'Fairy Swan Ring' in my hand?"

  Yang Fan asked inexplicably.

  "'Xianhong Jie' is the bridge that connects the material space and Xianhong space, it's also the only one in the world. As for what other effects it has, I don't know..."

  The puppy answers every question.

  Then, he thought of something and said: "Now, the master is a Xianhong 1st level, and the acceleration of time in the green land is four times faster. Through the 'Xianhong Ring', one person can be brought in from the material space to assist the master in managing the territory. However, that person must not have any thoughts of resistance at all, in order to be brought in, this is already the limit of what the 'Xianhong Ring' can do at present."

  Yang Fan glanced at the green land under his feet, which was as small as a bullet, and said with a pout: "Forget it, this place is no bigger than a palm, who needs assistance..."

  "Hmm, now there's already a fourfold increase in time and speed... If it can be increased to tenfold or hundredfold, wouldn't that enable mass cultivation of heavenly materials and earthly treasures?"

  Yang Fan's cheek was pondering, and the green land was undoubtedly a very magical existence.

  He has already seen that the size of the green land area is also closely related to his own growth.

  He stayed in Xianhong Space for a while longer, checking on the thriving 500-year-old White Jade Ginseng, and Yang Fan's face revealed a smile.

  "Sir, are you also planning to go to 'Xiū Yù Gé'?"

  A girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old came over and said timidly.

  Yang Fan opened his eyes, and had already withdrawn half of his mind and consciousness from the "Xianhong Space". He took a glance at this girl, who was dressed in simple attire, yet looked very delicate, and surprisingly, she was also a cultivator in the initial stage of Qi Refining.

  "That's right, those who come to this hall are all cultivators planning to go to 'Xiū Yù Gé'."

  Yang Fan smiled and said.

  Although he had changed his facial muscles with "transformation technique", his appearance was still elegant and refined, plus the warm and gentle aura on his body, enough to make others feel good when they saw him.

  At this point, the mysterious "Cloud Fairy" similar to Yang Fan's Kung Fu also has a naturally close and mysterious aura.

  Yang Fan, however, deliberately restrained this aura out of low-key. Nevertheless, as long as he remained in the Refining Qi stage, this aura that made any living being feel intimate could not be thoroughly suppressed.

  "My name is Zhao Xue, may I ask your honorable surname, and what item would you like to exchange at the 'Xiū Yù Gé'?"

  The girl said with a slightly shy tone, after all, she was the one who took the initiative to talk to Yang Fan.

  Yang Fan saw her asking about his private affairs so directly, and his eyebrows slightly furrowed. He didn't seem to mind, however, and replied: "My surname is Yang. This time at 'Xiū Yù Gé', I plan to trade some medicinal materials and alchemy ingredients."

  "Could Yang Gongzi be an apothecary or alchemist?"

  Zhao Xue's bright eyes showed a curious and surprised expression.

  Pharmacists and alchemists are very rare in this immortal world, with a transcendent status.

  "That's right, I'm an apprentice pharmacist."

  Yang Fan smiled slightly, and his body had a warm and gentle aura that made people feel good about him.

  Zhao Xue was stunned for a moment, her face turned red, her heart racing, and she dared not look directly at Yang Fan. She said in a low voice: "I don't have any medicinal materials in my hand, I won't be able to trade with you, sir."

  Having said that, she was about to leave.

  "Wait, you have something to trade, why not go to 'Xiū Yù Gé' again to make a deal? There are more cultivators there, and the room for choice is also greater." Yang Fan said in puzzlement.

  "Is this your first time here, young master? We'll take the ferry through this channel to Xiū Yù Gé. It costs one inferior spirit stone each way, so that's two stones in total. If we can make a deal ahead of time, it would be best."

  Zhao Xue finished speaking with her head down, then snuck a glance at him and left.

  "This girl is quite frugal, it turns out she was trying to save two pieces of spirit stone..."

  Yang Fan was taken aback, with a hint of a smile, and watched Zhao Xue leave.

  However, he always felt a bit strange in his heart. After cultivating the "Xianhong Jue", his personal temperament changed greatly and his charm increased greatly.

  For the opposite sex, however, it is a fatal temptation.

  In just a short while, Yang Fan saw two female cultivators again, casting flirtatious glances at him with their eyebrows and eyes, their autumn waves rippling.

  Among them was a middle-aged woman with a hint of a smile in her eyes, gazing at him with a ripple of spring waves in her pupils.

  "Uh..."

  Yang Fan felt uneasy all over and quickly shifted his gaze elsewhere.

  At this moment, some monks walked into the hall one after another. One of them, a fat-faced and big-eared monk, shouted:

  "When will you go to 'Xiū Yù Gé', I can't wait any longer?"

  Suddenly, the entire hall fell silent, with everyone staring at the fat-faced monk with strange eyes.

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