Fellow Daoist Zhang. I have been away for many years, but I wish I could not have an old friend. A soft female voice came from afar under the reed pavilion under the sacred tree in Zhongzhou.

"Yun Haiyao?!"

Zhang Fan smiled, slowly withdrew his palm, and said lightly: "Have you been safe from Yunyuan?"

The sound is not loud when it comes out, but it seems extremely tough. Even if it is a few miles away, the strong wind cannot make it weaker and dissipate it.

As soon as the words came out, whether it was Yun Yuan standing in front of him or Wu Lian who was falling to the ground, they all felt the strong wind appear out of thin air, and then a small rainbow light flashed in front of them, and they lost Zhang Fan's trace.

"So fast!"

The speed of using the power of the soul to control the Rainbow Transformation was actually earth-shaking. Not to mention Wu Lian and the others were so shocked that they could not speak. Even Yun Haiyao and other powerful people standing at several peaks of the Yunzhong Human Race were secretly shocked.

"I've been missing for a long time, Lord Yunyuan!"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, bowed his hand casually, and then swept his eyes over everyone under the reed shed.

At this time, he had already escaped from the art of transforming rainbows and stood under the sacred tree in Zhongzhou. The several people under the reed shed were only dozens of feet apart from him.

There were only seven or eight people who walked out from under the reed shed.

Five of them, led by Yun Haiyao, are the five major abyss masters in Yunzhong.

They are representatives of the Yunzhong human race and the lucky ones of the Yunzhong human race. They each have mastered the five major Yunyuans. They all stand at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage when it comes to true strength, which is very comparable to ordinary Nascent Soul Real People.

Except for Yun Haiyao, the old man in green among the other four was the Lord of Dongyunyuan whom he had seen many years ago. His dress was much simpler than when he was tall in Dongyunzhou.

Another middle-aged man in yellow, an old man in brocade robe, and a man with a white face and a tender appearance were the other three masters of Yunyuan.

In Zhang Fan's view, they also led the leader as a ritual, and no one was willing to neglect Zhang Fan, the newly promoted Taoist Lord of the God of God, even in the Lingji Period.

It was also him who was in the Lingji Period, otherwise these people might not have dared to stand in front of him in such a dignified manner.

Zhang Fan's eyes did not stay on them for a long time. He would meet these people here, as he expected, the remaining three people were the ones who really care about.

It was said that it was three people, but in fact it was just two. One of them smiled with a twisted beard and had a bit of a nasty aura between his eyebrows, but his whole body was full of fighting spirit, as if he could draw his sword at any time. He was naturally the brand new Shutong.

The other person is an old man wearing a strange clothes like a patchwork robe.

The old man's hair and beard are all white, his eyebrows, beard and hair are all hanging down long, tangled together on his chest, giving people a sense of chaos and undressing.

The clothes on his body also have mystery. At first glance, it looks like a patchwork woven woven by a woman in the mortal world, one piece in the east and the other piece is very messy.

But when Zhang Fan looked carefully, he felt that it was wrong.

Each patch on this patchwork robe has a small stroke or a few strokes, or a pattern of graffiti or clear patterns on it. Especially when combined together, it gives people a sense of starry sky.

It was like a clear summer night. Looking up at the sky and looking at the stars, it seemed to have no connection, but also seemed to attract and repel each other, forming astrological signs filled with myths and legends.

"This person is not simple!"

Zhang Fan's heart tightened and he was secretly awe-inspiring.

Even if this old man sat in a thick wooden wheelchair, he could only move forward by a hanging boy behind him, his appearance of not having enough time, he would never lose any warning in his heart.

The aura of the old man in Baima is obscure and stagnant, giving people the feeling of being like an old man in the world who has arrived in heaven. His eyes that are always calm as deep as the unfathomable lake water, and there is no slightest divine light, but it is still unforgettable at first sight, as if there is a huge magnet absorbing the eyes.

"Who is this?"

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and asked.

"It's Hai Yao who is rude.

Standing aside, the five masters of Yunyuan, who were ignited like stars holding the moon, exchanged glances with each other, and finally Yun Haiyao stood up. He said to Zhang Fan with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Zhang is my master in Yunzhong, senior of the Godly Consort

"God's Purposer?"

A strange color flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes, and it suddenly disappeared. Even a powerful man like Yun Haiyao had never noticed it.

At this moment, he thought of Shige in his mind. He was the only one who knew about it.

"Ha ha

Before he could speak, a long laugh suddenly came.

"Young Master Zhang, this divine calculator is not simple. His divine calculator counts the secrets of heaven. You can tell that there will be good and bad luck in the past and future. If you have time, you might as well ask for advice, it will definitely be beneficial.

The person who is in the socket is Shutong who stands side by side with the God's Operation.

While talking, Shutong did not forget to turn his back to everyone and blinked at Zhang Fan.

"Thank you, Senior Shutong, for introducing Xiaoshutong, Zhang has been famous for a long time. Today, I will meet the Taoist Taoist of the God of Confucians, so I should ask for advice.

Zhang Fan nodded without a trace of his uncle's head. As for him, "Thank you. What, Shutong naturally understood it.

Shutong was not really trying to ask Zhang Fan for advice at this time, but was afraid that Zhang Fan would not know the background of this magician, so he was caught by this person who could not even see the background of his godly Taoist Lord.

Zhang Fan appreciated this, although he didn't need a reminder at all.

As early as when he learned from the Dayan Day that Tianji Xiao learned that his "opportunity" was related to Yun Hua and others.

As the situation developed, Zhang Fan dared to say that behind the Yunzhong human race, there was also a person who was proficient in the calculation of the heavenly secrets.

Otherwise, how could Yun Hua and others have such a clever method, and how could they be activated just right?

Going further, if they hadn’t had enough confidence and had a clear control over the future context, how could they be willing to do this that was almost a death-sending thing?

At that time, Zhang Fan was mentally prepared for this.

Therefore, when Yun Haiyao opened his mouth to call out the name of this person, "The God's Consort", Zhang Fan understood what kind of person he was.

"If you have the chance, you really have to learn about it. This person inherited the art of divination and divination from the ancient times. Compared with my Dayan number, what are the differences and similarities? Who is stronger, who is weak?"

Zhang Fan had thoughts in his mind, but his expression on his face did not change at all, as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face. The waves were calm.

This behavior also disappointed Yun Haiyao and others who had always paid attention to his expression.

"So this is Donghua real person, fellow Taoist Zhang. I'm polite.

The God's Visionary looked a little fresh, and he bowed his body in the wheelchair. While bowing his hand, he smiled apologetically, as if he was very apologetic for not being able to stand up and salute.

"No, it must be Donghua Daojun

"Daojun achieved the transformation of gods under the celestial beings, and played with the three great Taoist kings of heaven and man in the applause. I think I admire him very much and wish I could see him at first. Today I finally got what I wish.

The God's Purposer smiled very cheerfully and looked very comforted. Even Yun Haiyao and others were very surprised and almost showed it on their faces. They had a lot of contact with the God's Purposer, because this person came to him over the years and never left their sight for a moment.

However, neither Yun Haiyao nor the other four masters of Yunyuan had ever seen so many smiles on this person's face.

In their impression, the God's Purposer always looks like he is holding a wise bead, and he can't hide anything from his eyes. It is precisely because of his understanding that he is calm. Don't talk about jokes, even emotions are rare.

"You are kind to me, fellow gods, and Zhang is ashamed of taking responsibility, but he is just a lucky person."

Zhang Fan said a little humble, and under the guidance of Yun Haiyao and others, he stepped into the reed shed with everyone.

The furnishings in the reed shed are extremely simple, just seven Jiang Tuans and a few fragrant teas. Plus the magician in the wheelchair is already the most peak gathering at this time.

The disciple who had been given Xiangming bowed and left. Yun Yuan also supported Wu Lian and entered the reed shed.

In an instant, everyone's eyes gathered on the two of them, especially Wu Lian, which was particularly eye-catching.

She was originally a test thrown by Yun Haiyao and others.

Although he was sure that Zhang Fan had to rely on the matter of transforming the gods, and Shu Tong was in circles, it was unlikely that he would turn against them. After all, Yun Hua was in Zhang Fan's heart. It was impossible for him to have a too heavy place.

But for the sake of perfection, even if it is a powerful Nascent Soul like Wu Lian, they still throw it out.

Now Zhang Fan has a high status in the minds of the Yunzhong human race.

It would be fine if one had a shocking cultivation, but it was also a life monument to the palm of his hand. People who could affect their life and death could not be careless.

In fact, when you reach the level of the Five Abyss Lords, you have some means to resist the life monument, but the cost is unimaginable. Perhaps only a person who was so targeted by the gods and men a thousand or eight hundred years ago but had nothing to do can look at him indifferently.

At this time, Wu Lian's situation fell into the eyes of Yun Haiyao and others, and they immediately let out a sigh of relief.

Not the best situation, but it is not bad either.

To take a step back, since Zhang Fan did not kill Wu Lian on the spot, it is unlikely that he would have to break up with Yun Haiyao and others. He still has to discuss and cooperate is not without hope.

After a moment, the relaxed look on Yun Haiyao and others' faces was replaced by solemnity.

What kind of characters are they all, their eyes are so sharp that they are the most powerful in the clouds. After a few glances, they immediately grasped Wu Lian’s situation at this time.

"What a cruel heart, what a strong means."

The five masters of Yunyuan were thinking at this time.

Wu Lian's cultivation has nothing to do with the word "Ninthian Infant". Hundreds of years of hard practice can be said to be no different from putting it into a flow of water.

Zhang Fan's palm was lightly described, but with the power of the soul, he turned the golden flame of the sun into soft silk, locking the Wulian Nascent Soul tightly.

These golden flame silk ribbons are weaved into a mesh. Only the spiritual power of the elixir level can barely pass through. Once the limit of the golden elixir is exceeded, the power of the Nascent Soul will be used instantly, turning all of its Nascent Soul, physical body, and soul into ashes.

Such a method is even more terrifying than directly knocking Wu Lian down to the realm.

The fallen state can be re-cultivated, with Wu Lian's strength and the help of Yun Haiyao and others. It is not impossible, but the restrictions placed by Zhang Fan are not so easy to break. Unless he takes action himself, if he is someone else, even the Lord of the God of War is afraid he will not have the ability.

"After today, Wu Lian is afraid she can only dominate the Dan period."

Yun Haiyao sighed secretly, withdrew her gaze, but she had already made a statement about Wu Lian in her heart.

"Ahem cough

She coughed a few times, skipped the story of Wu Lian, stared at Zhang Fan and said seriously: "Daojun Donghua, we are waiting for Daojun here, but there is something that concerns your and my existence. We need to discuss it with Daojun."
Chapter completed!