"Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the half-best boy who was leading the way ahead and was pleasant to him. He threw it away, and another spirit stone was thrown out, and said in his mouth: Boy, tell me about Banxiantang."

"Okay!"

This kid's hands and feet are very quick. Even Zhang Fan hasn't seen it clearly, and the spirit stone has disappeared again, making people feel that he is working part-time with three hands.

"Talk about Banxiantang. Mr. Zhang used to be so good. At that time, he had no food to eat at Banxiantang. He always had a hot mouth.

Half of the eldest son was just talking, but suddenly felt a sharp pain on his shoulder, but one palm rested on him.

"Ouch!"

The boy let out a cry of pain and wanted to roll around the ground, but Zhang Fan let go of his hand.

"What happened to Mr. Zhang in the past?"

Speaking of later, the master who came to face the old monster Nascent Soul also had to face him, his voice trembled a little.

The old man, who had originally wanted to be a tantrum, was not afraid to look at Zhang Fan's eyes. He hesitated and said, "It's nothing, I just retired and handed the shop to the current head."

"I said, "You are not here to trouble the old man, are you?"

Speaking of this, the old man was full of slow eyes. He looked around and looked at him, looking at him, as if he might get into the crowd at any time.

"This kid actually knows how to repay kindness?"

Zhang Fan smiled, patted his shoulder and said, "No, old friend."

"By the way, who is the person in charge now?"

Zhang Fan had already had a guess in his mind. But he still wanted to confirm what happened in the Faxiangzong Market and who helped his grandfather despite the danger.

"It's just Master Xiang, a fat, very kind person."

"He is very capable. The nearby immortal masters are very impressed by him. They sell all the things to him, and the price they give is fair."

When talking about Xiang Zhushi, the old man’s eyes were full of respect. If he said he was grateful to the old man, he would worship Xiang Zhushi.

"It's him!"

Although he had already guessed in his heart, Zhang Fan was still excited when he heard the three words "Ziang Zhushi".

"Okay, boy, lead the way!"

Although Mangyuan City is large, half of the local snake like this are led by him, turning around and bent around, but the skill of tea is a familiar sign and familiar handwriting appear in his

forward.

Half of the idle hall!

"It's grandpa's handwriting."

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Zhang Fan waved his hand and said, "It's nothing to do with you, let's go!"

After half of his eldest son was removed, Xiaolong only looked at the store and whispered: "Master, is this where you are looking for?"

"Um!"

Zhang Fan nodded and patted his shoulder. He entered first.

As soon as he entered the door, even the guy who came to meet him did not notice that Zhang Fan turned directly over a screen and came to a living room. The tables and chairs, calligraphy and paintings, and even the incense in it were like time and space, which brought him decades ago.

"Senior, you are a regular customer at first sight. What do you need to buy or sell? Should you ask the head to talk to you?"

Looking at Zhang Fan's actions, the guy who came forward was startled and immediately realized it and said with a smile.

"A regular customer? Of course, they are familiar with these layouts and decorations, and they didn't come from his suggestions back then?"

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Let Master Xiang come here, just say an old friend I haven't seen for many years."

"Okay, you're waiting!"

The guy promised, gave Xiangming, and then stepped out.

After a while, Zhang Fan had not even touched the teacup on the table, and his eyes were still staring at the familiar decorations, and a cheerful and familiar laughter came into his ears.

"Which old friend is visiting Xiang?

"Um?"

As soon as the voice came to my ears, a rich middle-aged monk walked in.

After coming in, his voice paused. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he obviously did not recognize them.

"Sorry, I don't know who you are, senior?"

Director Xiang hesitated for a moment and asked.

As the head of such a business, there are many customers coming and going. Generally speaking, it is normal to remember one or two people. However, Xiang is talented and never forgets the identity of a guest in his life. Besides, the person in front of him is a master, so it is even more impossible to forget.

"Xiang Ming!"

Zhang Fan suddenly stood up, and an excitement flashed in his eyes. It was the time when he met an old friend in a foreign land and met his enemies for decades.

When he was a young cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, he had a close relationship with Xiang Ming, the head of Duobao Pavilion. He had been in frequent contacts for many years since then. Even his true explanation of the Great Sun was also a clue obtained from this person. But he still did not expect that although he did not know the reason, at the critical moment, it was obvious that this person had helped his grandfather.

Zhang Fan's reaction made Xiang Ming dizzy. However, it was not easy to bother with the question of whether he knew him, so he had to ask with a smile: "Senior, don't know what you need.

As he spoke, he opened and closed his mouth and introduced all the good things from Banxiantang, and there was no stop. Any ordinary magic weapon could make him say that there was something rare in the sky and the ground.

Zhang Fan listened with a smile, everything seemed to be like back then. It was not until his breathing pause that he sniffed: "You are afraid you don't have what I want."

"Oh, what do you want for senior?"

"The beautiful scenery of Linquan. Mirage; the true interpretation of the sun, the soul master is immeasurable!"

Zhang Fan looked at Xiang Ming's eyes and slowly spit out sixteen words.

In an instant, Xiang Ming's face suddenly changed color and looked at the people in disbelief. It was not until he nodded with a smile that he reacted and said, "Come on, come on. Please come on the building, senior."

As he said, he led the way ahead and walked upstairs quickly.

Zhang Fan Shiran took Xiaolong to the second floor with him, leaving only a few guys unknown, so it was rare to see that Xiang, who had always been calm, showed such anxiety. Could it be that this senior brought something rare? I couldn't help but think a lot.

In the quiet room on the second floor, Zhang Fan had just entered. He closed the door casually, and Xiang Ming stepped forward and held his hand and asked, "Zhang Fan?"

"But Brother Zhang?!"

"Haha, brother has been missing for many years, he is the younger brother."

Feeling Xiang Ming's excitement, Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile. When his body moved, a green light flashed. The deity and his clone exchanged, reappearing his true appearance.

"It's really Brother Zhang. OK, OK!"

Poor Xiang Ming has always been known for his eloquence, but at this time he can only say the word "good".

It took him a long time to recover from his excitement, put Zhang Fan's arm and let him sit down, and then he said with emotion: "Brother Zhang, we have not seen each other for decades. Unexpectedly, haha, you are already the Grand Master of Killing Dan. Congratulations!"

In words, the feeling of being happy for it is revealed.

"Brother Xiang is also a great foundation-building success, now it is different from the past!"

Zhang Fan said with a smile. Xiang Ming, who is today, has already achieved the middle stage of foundation building. At his age, it may not be impossible to go further in the next few decades, especially when Zhang Fan exists.

After a few laughs, Zhang Fan could no longer help and asked, "Brother Xiang. My grandfather."

This is a question he has never dared to think about or ask. Xiang Ming could naturally increase his lifespan because of the successful foundation building. He lived to this day, but what about his grandfather? His body meridians have long been unable to withstand any medicinal power. Even if the immortal elixir in the sky is ahead, I am afraid that it will not help him build the foundation. Even if there is no major disaster in Qinzhou, I am afraid that it will be too scared.

"Don't worry. He has nothing to do, even if he sees him for a thousand years, he won't have anything to do, haha."

Xiang Ming smiled so happily. There was also a cunning feeling between his eyebrows, as if Zhang Fan was confused and puzzled, which made him very happy.

"Brother Xiang, don't keep it in your mouth, please tell me!"

Zhang Fan said with a wry smile.

A thousand years? Even if he is himself, he dare not say that he can live a thousand years. After all, the great success of the Nascent Soul is not an ordinary thing, and even he is not sure.

"Look at this thing!"

Xiang Ming looked at his anxious look and said nothing more. Instead, he took out a small piece of wooden strip the size of a finger and handed it to Zhang Fan.

"It's all up to this thing, Mr. Zhang and brother, can I live to this day and live forever, God's will!"

"This is…

Zhang Fan took the wooden strip and looked at it briefly, with a look of surprise flashing in his eyes. This thing really went beyond his expectations.

It is obvious that only the rootless wood is full of vitality. As soon as the full wood spiritual energy is poured into the body from the palm of the hand, the pores all over the body are as if they are breathing together.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a legendary thing.

"A thousand years of eclipse?!"

He was not sure yet, and the Ku Taoist had already screamed in his mind.

"It's really it!"

Since the Daoist made a judgment, it is naturally no longer suspicious. This thing is really a rare treasure in the world, and it is unique for thousands of years!

Among the five elements, there is the essence of water and wood; between heaven and earth, there is the spiritual land of water and wood.

After billions of years of pregnancy, the essence of water and the essence of wood may be born like a treasure like Kongqing.

It is a name that can be achieved for thousands of years. Not to mention that it can be achieved for thousands of years, even hundreds of years, it is difficult to be such a small piece. It refers to that if there is no goods or harm, there is no disaster of swords and weapons. If you accept it, you can live for thousands of years! This is for thousands of years!

For thousands of years, there is no place to live forever! Such a small piece can completely transform the human body into a spiritual wood like a heaven and earth. The wood spirit energy is completely filled with, replaced, and remove the limitations of the natural human body. It is like an ancient tree, evergreen for thousands of years!

"Brother, this one was left by the old man for you. If you take it, you will be immortal!"

“Hahahaha eight”

Amid Xiang Ming's laughter, the ecstasy on Zhang Fan's face gradually faded.

"Is it immortal?"
Chapter completed!