Freezing Mist Town, Welcome Guest House.
After Ao Fan entered the guest house, he had not appeared for half a month, no one in the outside world knew what he was doing, and no one would inquire about what he was doing. Only the innkeeper of this inn still remembers that there is such a guest as Ao Fan.
The innkeeper is a mortal, he can make a good living here, without a pair of good eyes. As early as the moment Ao Fan appeared in the inn, he guessed with years of experience that Ao Fan was a cultivator separated from mortals. Especially now that Ao Fan hadn't left his room for half a month, it made him deeply convinced of his guess.
Moreover, he had thought that Ao Fan should be a person with an extremely high cultivation level. Because he had seen cultivators with mortal realm cultivation that still needed to eat, which could not eat or drink. This phenomenon he had only seen in some powerful cultivators.
Therefore, even though Ao Fan had not gone out for half a month, the shopkeeper did not dare to come up and disturb him!
Immersed in the evolution of the six stances, Ao Fan did not move a muscle. Several days and half a month had flicked by, but he was as usual, like a log. Only in that pair of far-reaching gazes, there vaguely seemed to be silhouettes sweeping about.
Vaguely, it could be seen from those silhouettes that the moves that the silhouettes were performing were precisely the first six of the Seven Styles of the Blood Battle, only they were slightly different, and the effects were also quite different. The same style of moves, in the first day of the change, the power has grown, to today is even more soaring, but still has not reached Ao Fan's goal.
He was just about to drum up the energy to study these six styles thoroughly, when a burst of noise came from outside, interrupting his fantasy. It was a clamour that had never been seen within the past few days!
He couldn't help but stand up and went forward to push open the wooden window and look out!
The first thing that caught his eyes was still the large tree that had only withered branches and leaves left, almost shedding all of its leaves. Compared to half a month ago, the tree is even more barren at this moment, only a few pieces of yellow colour left, will fall yet to fall of yellow leaves. A cool breeze blew in, brushing through the branches and gently swaying, causing a few more leaves to wither.
Ao Fan's gaze looked through the cracks in the branches towards the opposite wine pavilion. That burst of incomparably noisy sounds was precisely coming from within the Wine Pavilion.
Compared to the Welcome Guest Building, the Wine Pavilion was much more gorgeous!
The Wine Pavilion was divided into five floors, much higher than the surrounding buildings. The eaves of the roof were glazed tiles, with streams of light turning from time to time, also glittering in the weak sunlight. The pillars and the fences above the ground floor were red, with floral carvings, extremely beautiful. And on the ground floor, there was a white jade fence that surrounded the entire wine pavilion.
From Ao Fan's point of view, he was just able to take in the front of the Wine Pavilion. Especially the plaque with the word "Wine Pavilion" engraved in red letters on a green background hanging above the doorway on the ground floor was even more clearly visible to him.
However, his attention was not on the magnificent palace-like Wine Pavilion. Instead, his eyes fell on the bustling and noisy crowd at the entrance of the Wine Pavilion.
These crowds, most of which were just stopping to watch, surrounded the outermost circle. The reason they were like this was because many disciples of the Nine Swords Sect had come outside today, which was very rare.
Although these Nine Swords Sect disciples couldn't all be said to be handsome, they all had their own unique temperament, and even if they stood in the midst of the vast crowd, a glance would allow one to see that they were extraordinary. Each of their cultivation levels were at the First Turn Dao Realm, and they usually resided deep within the Wine Pavilion, only to protect the safety of the Wine Pavilion and Freezing Mist Town. Most of the time, they only cared about cultivation, but they didn't want all of them to appear today.
Those onlookers here are not only looking at the Nine Swords Sect disciples who live in the wine pavilion and rarely appear, but also want to understand who in the end is it that makes more than a dozen Nine Swords Sect Dao Realm disciples go out to welcome them.
In the centre of the crowd, there was a huge area that no one stepped into, because there was a sedan chair there!
The roof of the sedan chair was dark brown, while the body of the sedan chair was light green, with patterns surrounding it. Looking from afar, it was like a wilderness view, making it seem as if there was still the scent of damp earth and fresh green grass coming from it.
At the four corners of the sedan chair, there were four monks dressed in green clothes with hazy green light flickering on their bodies. To these four sedan chair carriers, the more than ten Dao Realm disciples of the Nine Swords Sect likewise appeared to be very respectful. From the sounds of the conversations of the people around them, the cultivation levels of these four people were surprisingly all at the Second Turning Dao Realm!
Even the cultivation of the Second Turning Dao Realm could only be reduced to carrying a sedan chair, so what kind of character was sitting inside the sedan chair?
Everyone was guessing, but they all knew that the mysterious figure in the palanquin was someone from the Green Market Sect!
After all, the situation where the body was covered in green light and even the face was hidden was only one of the Green Market Sect. In addition to protecting the person who had cast it, the green aura was a symbol of the Green Market Sect.
Apart from the top management of the Green Market Sect, no one could drive the four Green Market Sect second-turn dao realm disciples to carry the palanquin!
But if they were really from the Green Ruin Sect, what were they here for?
During the crowd's speculation and discussion, the curtain of the sedan chair was slowly lifted by a disciple of the Green Market Sect who was carrying the sedan chair, and a middle-aged man with a dignified face walked out from it.
Unlike the four disciples of the Green Market Sect who carried the sedan chair, this middle-aged man did not have a green light ring around his body, and everything was displayed in front of people's eyes.
He wore a long green robe that swayed gently in the brisk autumn wind. Underneath the slightly murderous brows was an eye as sharp as a sword. Wherever his gaze went, whoever felt as if there was a knife in front of him, extremely uncomfortable. Under his gaze that was like substance, the surroundings finally quieted down, and not a single person actually dared to clamour recklessly.
Seeing this, a few disciples of the Nine Swords Sect hurriedly stepped forward and bowed their heads respectfully, "Senior Huang, we have been waiting here for a long time and will be taking senior to the Sword Dao Mountain."
The middle-aged man surnamed Huang looked around expressionlessly and said, "No need, I'll just stay here. You guys go and pack a clean room, I shouldn't be leaving in the next few months."
At those words, the several Nine Swords Sect disciples were stunned, but fortunately, they reacted quickly enough and immediately agreed, introducing the middle-aged man with the surname Huang into the Wine Pavilion.
It was only when this person, along with the Nine Swords Sect disciples, had all disappeared that the surrounding area once again caused a clamour. Everyone was discussing who this senior from the Green Market Sect was, who had caused the Nine Swords Sect's Dao Realm disciples to be so respectful.
In the middle of everyone's discussion, an unimpressive looking man in the crowd suddenly exclaimed, saying, "I've seen this person before."
Hearing this, the surrounding people immediately came forward to ask. The man slowly said, "I was originally a cultivator, but my cultivation will also stop at the mortal realm, so I started to work as a travelling merchant, travelling around the world. Once when I went to the main city of the Southern Domain, which was jointly established by the three sects of the Southern Domain, I had seen that person just now, who seemed to be one of the senior members of the Green Market Sect, with a cultivation level of at least five turns of the Dao Realm, extremely terrifying!"
When the people around them heard this, they sucked in a breath of cold air. The strength of the Fifth Turn Dao Realm was undoubtedly equal to a myth in their eyes!