"Is it immortal?" It seems yes, without any disasters of swords and weapons. If you live for ten thousand years, isn't this immortality?

But this is not immortality. Just a steel knife can cut off the head; just a natural disaster can destroy the life; just a strong wind can extinguish the flames,

Is this still the eternal eternity that a person who cultivates immortality can never let go of his skills?!

A turtle that sways mud can live for thousands of years; a tree that is still can live for thousands of years!

A long-lived turtle cannot escape the fate of being eaten by meat and shells as a divine fortune; a good wood for thousands of years is the best material for pillars.

Good fortune and good fortune every day. God's will is like a knife. Who can guarantee it?

Taking a deep breath, all the ecstasy between her eyebrows dissipated, as if suppressing the great temptation. She slowly put Wanzai Kongqing back on the table.

"Brother, are you?"

Xiang Ming looked at his movements and asked in confusion.

Zhang Fan did not answer and asked back, "Brother Xiang, have you suppressed your cultivation?"

"Um?"

"good!"

Xiang Ming didn't know why he asked this, but he still replied: "There is a rule in Duobao Pavilion where I was originally in that I cannot show my cultivation that is stronger than the guests, which will give the other party a sense of oppression. Therefore, all our affairs are based on the methods passed down by our ancestors. Suppress our cultivation in the Qi Refining Period."

"That ancestor is really careful."

But this is just a sub-section, Zhang Fan didn't care, and Xiang Ming's answer was not unexpected.

If we only use our cultivation level in the Qi Refining Stage, how can we help our grandfather resist the ghost for such a long time, until our grandfather starts the jade pendant, and they will escape from birth?

Zhang Fan was only in the foundation building stage at that time. His eyesight and knowledge were not enough. The Ku Taoist was not by his side at that time, so he naturally could not see through Xiang Ming's hidden cultivation.

At the same time, Xiang Ming's answer was as if he was relieved of a certain heart disease. Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and put Wanzai Kongqing into his sleeve, but did not take a look.

"Brother Xiang, have your cultivation improved over the years?"

Wanzai Kongqing was not in front of him, and Zhang Fan suddenly felt relieved. The temptation of Wanzai's immortality was nothing more than.

Although it was a question, he already knew the answer without Xiang Ming's answer.

After hearing this question, Xiang Ming's face changed, and then he suddenly realized that Zhang Fan was different from him and Mr. Zhang.

His cultivation has indeed been around for decades. He has never made any progress. He just stayed in the shop and had no pressure to live for a while.

It’s a long time to be empty. Since it can help people escape from the constraints of the human body, it will inevitably change a large part of the attributes of the human body.

Those changes are not reflected for the time being, but are just filled in the body and formed the spiritual energy of wood that has substance. If things are extreme, they will turn back and become crazy.

It’s like those naturally powerful monsters. Most of them have difficulty transforming. In ancient times, some monster gods were even almost invincible in the world, but they were never able to escape from the monsters. This is why.

If Zhang Fan surrendered that piece of Xinzai Qing, the fate would probably be that his cultivation would be difficult to improve. Today is brilliant, and in a blink of an eye, the smoke and clouds were watching the descendants surpass themselves one by one, and could only hide in the dark and sit and watch the wind and clouds rise.

If it reaches this point, Zhang Fan would rather not live forever!

Eternity and freedom! This is his lifelong pursuit. It is better to have eternity but not freedom. It is better to have a passionate life and feel resentment. It is better to have a passionate and resentment in the world.

"good!"

"Boy, in terms of the firmness of your mind, you should be able to achieve great success in the Nascent Soul and have hope of immortality!"

It was not until Zhang Fan made the decision that the Kudao people spoke out, which was very rare and could do the best to praise them.

"Old Ku, you don't remind me."

"Can you still remind you that you will never succeed in your life? This kind of opportunity to face temptation and inner self is not common."

What else can Zhang Fan say about this? He smiled.

"Oh, I forgot, you are different, brother."

"As the old man said, you are born to cultivate immortals. Even without this everlasting sky, you can still see it forever. Xiang believes in this!"

At this time, Xiang Ming reacted and spoke.

Zhang Fan laughed and stopped mentioning this matter. Although he would not take this Wanzai Kongqing, he still stayed and would definitely be of great use in the future. Besides, this thing also solved the mystery and worries in his heart for many years, just as he had thought before. Even in the Battle of Qinzhou, grandpa's life span was about to end. Even if he tried his best, he would search for all the longevity-extending pills in the world, and he would never escape that day!

It's different now. Wanzai Kongqing is the most suitable thing for him and a pure businessman like Xiang Ming.

"By the way! This is

The excitement calmed down a little, and Xiang Ming then remembered that there was a head-wearing battle standing next to him.

"Little Dragon."

Zhang Fan almost forgot about it and quickly greeted him.

Xiaolong Ran Yan took off his hat and took a deep breath, as if he was very stuffy. Then he felt the burning gaze of Xiang Ming staring at his face. He couldn't help but feel a little shy and lowered his head.

Zhang Fan took a sip of tea and was about to introduce him, Xiang Ming exclaimed: "Brother, this is to ask for nephew!

"I didn't expect you to have even a son, and you look so much like you."

He is really a businessman. Zhang Fan was stunned when he heard the first sentence, and had a different premonition. He didn't have time to insert his words. Xiang Ming quickly spit out the next sentence.

After hearing this, Zhang Fan almost sprayed a mouthful of tea, couldn't help but wipe the corners of his mouth, and said with a wry smile: "Brother. This is my apprentice."

"Come to Xiaolong. I have met Mr. Xiang."

While Xiaolong came forward to see the ceremony, Zhang Fan touched his chin and realized that there was no sun or moon in his cultivation. Before he knew it, he was still old. Even if he had a son as old as Xiaolong, it was normal. No wonder Xiang Ming would admit his mistake.

At this time, he still had many questions, such as why Xiang Ming helped? At that time, he could not know that there would be such a gain as Wanzai Kongqing. It was unlikely to rely on the friendship between the two. Moreover, how did Wanzai Kongqing and the others get it? Such a rare treasure is definitely not available at will; and who is the master of the person behind the scenes of this Banxiantang? Is the Huo family provoking trouble, etc.

But Zhang Fan asked something, and now the last thing he didn't dare to face in his heart was impossible to happen. His longing for his grandfather immediately drowned him. He reluctantly endured until the Long gift was finished and Xiang Ming gave the gift, he suddenly stood up and said, "Brother, take me to see my grandfather!"

The trembling and excitement in the voice were so unpredictable that Xiaolong could hear clearly in his ears.

"ha

"That's what it should be!"

Xiang Ming laughed and stood up, leading the way.

Outside Mangyuan City, there are many mountains and flowing water, fertile plains and lush forests.

Looking straight into the distance, looking at the endless plains; looking up, looking straight into the sky and mountains; you can hear the roar of flowing springs and waterfalls. All the eyes are full of green vitality.

What a natural beauty.

On the plain dozens of miles away from Mangyuan City, there is a small villa. It is surrounded by green water and is in it. It shows leisure and leisure.

The mountains behind the villa are extremely majestic, with white clouds locking in the fog above half of their waists. Even the eagle can only soar under the fog sky, trying its best, not half of it.

Under this majestic peak, the villa looks even more elegant and elegant.

"Brother Xiang, Grandpa lives here?"

After looking around, Zhang Fan frowned and asked.

He was not dissatisfied with the scenery here, but that this is too far from Mangyuan City. If there is something to ask for help, and he is backed by a steep mountain. With his eyesight, he can naturally see that the clouds and mists locked on half of his waist are clearly a very profound formation. The tenth** that live on it is a powerful monster, and a seventh-level transformed monster, which is not surprising.

"Brother Zhang doesn't know anything, this place is the safest."

Xiang Ming naturally understood what he meant, smiled and pointed to Gao Shan in front of him and said, "Who dares to come and cause trouble if you have that person here?"

At this moment, Zhang Fan understood that Yuanmu was hidden behind Banxian Hall, a master who was vaguely looking at him. He lived on this mountain.

"Why is it a human or a demon?"

The old questions are really unsolved, and new doubts are added.

However, Zhang Fan didn't care about those things. With his eyesight, through the decorative fence, he could vaguely see a white-haired old man in the courtyard, taking care of the flowers.

The soil is built into ridges, the water is surrounded by streams, the pavilions and terraces are small mirror lakes, and the wooden bridges fly incline.

There are willows near the pond, soft strips brushing the water, adding elegant interest; there are many feet of ancient plants, simple and desolate, and double

meaning.

In this antique and vibrant landscape that can be directly entered into the painting, an old man ink is half bent over and trimming flowers, trees, branches and leaves.

Occasionally, the wind blew, the snow-white hair and hair were messy, the flowers and trees were finally scattered, and the green leaves were bustling, and the old man was not angry, and started over with a smile, even if the red light on his face was not reduced in half.

"grandfather!"

Looking at this scene, Zhang Fan didn't feel a little confused. Before he knew it, he walked in and stepped into this courtyard.

The sound of the wind also brought his anxious and hesitant footsteps into the old man's ears. When he looked back suddenly, his eyes met. After decades, the grandfather and grandson met again, and for a moment, they looked at each other speechlessly.

The splendor is extremely gorgeous and the plain is dull. When it reaches the extreme, there is only speechlessness.

Just the communication of eyes seems to have passed a lifetime. If it weren't for the "clang" sound and the scissors in the old man's hand fell to the ground, the speechlessness would have continued forever.

"grandfather!"

The sudden sound seemed to have broken something. Looking at the old man's vague eyebrows and tears on his face, it was like the emotional barrier that had been broken for nearly a hundred years. Once it was broken, Zhang Fan knelt on the ground with a "bang".

Heaven cannot let him bend; earth cannot let him be convinced. There is only one person in front of him. He should kneel down!

In an instant, the strong wind stopped and the prosperity was tactfully, and even the red sun in the sky was covered by the clouds. Everything in the world seemed to have never existed.

Only two grandparents and grandsons who have seen each other for decades!
Chapter completed!