The clouds are light and the sun is bright first. This is a great scene.

The lake surface is calm, and the green that was originally as green as jade is gone, sprinkled with golden brilliance, like a broken gold, extremely bright and bright.

The small pavilion by the lake stands tall above the lake stones, leading the lake water to flow from the cracks of the lake stones at the base of the pavilion, like countless fine cloths, making it scattered in a scattered way. Ding Dongdong, like a clear stream and spring, taking away the boundless heat.

On all sides of the pavilion, purple curtains are curtains. The breeze blows by and gently floats, revealing everyone who is drinking tea and chatting in the scenery of the forest and spring.

"Okay, Xiaolong, in just over a year, you have reached the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage, which is much more powerful than your master back then."

Xiang Ming patted Xiaolong on the shoulder and said with a laugh.

"It's all masters, ancestors, and masters' teachings."

Although Xiaolong is simple, it doesn’t mean he is stupid. Naturally, he doesn’t dare to touch him. He quickly thanked him and changed the topic.

"Good boy, you're as cunning as your master back then."

Seeing that he had a lot of 265 and didn't even take the curtain, Xiang Ming couldn't help but laugh and scold.

"Hey

Xiaolong touched his head and smiled foolishly. This is his fault. As long as someone praises him as his master, this kid will definitely have this expression.

At this time, he didn't forget to look at the figure lying on his back. Seeing that he had no reaction, he couldn't help but look a little disappointed.

It was noon at this moment. It was the sunshine, and the small pavilion by the lake where everyone sat around was indescribable.

Although there are flowing springs and waterfalls, the lake surface filled with water vapor reflects the cool water, and is covered with curtains, its heat should not stop there.

The reasons for each of them are just a look in this pavilion and you will know the points.

In this pavilion, it is mostly as cool as a century-old tree, with only one place, with bright and dazzling sunshine, just like all the sunlight that stubbornly penetrates into the pavilion. It is absorbed into it.

In that place, a figure was lying on the sloppy look, looking at the leisurely and relaxing look, it was like a summer night, enjoying the coolness in the moonlight and evening breeze of the old trees.

But in essence, just look at the bright spots around the figure and the golden lines of the outline of the body, you will know that he is not only not enjoying the cool air, but also basking in the sun.

The sun shining, even the sunlight in the entire pavilion was involuntarily absorbed onto him, which led to the strangely coolness on all sides.

Needless to say, this person is undoubtedly Zhang Fan.

Regarding this scene, everyone in the pavilion, Zhang Yuantu, Mr. Zhang, Xiang Ming, was used to it.

Over the past year, except for refining pills every few months, Zhang Fan always wore the sun and chatted with everyone else.

Of course, most of the time, the old man and Xiang Ming both were trying hard to teach Long. As for Zhang Fan, the real master, he often fell asleep in the bright sunshine at this time."

However, recently, it has been a little different. Of course, this difference does not mean teaching Xiaolong. Zhang Fan insists on his own opinion. At least it is in the foundation building stage, preferably in the elixir stage, otherwise he really does not have the patience.

Unlike over the past year, Zhang Fan suddenly stopped refining alchemy, not to mention retreating, and was leisurely all day long, as if he was sleeping every moment.

Especially recently, Zhang Fan has something that he often plays with in his hands. At first, it aroused everyone's interest. Later, he couldn't see the reason, so he got used to it and stopped paying attention.

This thing was red, like a small red sun, now being held by Zhang Fan, constantly turning between his five fingers. The light that was invisible to the naked eye was pouring into the "red sun" from his body, and then it rushed back into his body with an invisible channel. The whole process continued, as if it was nurturing something.

What the old man and the others didn't know was that Zhang Fan was not as leisurely as he looked on the outside.

"Old Ku, when will this alchemy beautify you?

Zhang Fan's thoughts and sounds were almost like moaning.

"Hmph! Can't stand it?"

The Ku Taoist asked back with a sarcastic question. Then he paused for a long time before he said leisurely: "It's almost done, at least you have the balance of the golden crow Dharma phase, and you can't eat it to death."

The voice of the Ku Taoist entered his ears, and the red sun that kept flowing on Zhang Fan's palm suddenly condensed on his palm, as if the moving water surface suddenly stopped, and inertia formed a vortex. The hazy light in the red sun emerged. Looking at it intently, but it was still unbearable, just like a thin layer of red light, which was condensed by countless spaces. If you cannot exhaust your eyes and see through the space, you will be unable to see its true appearance.

"Very good!"

Zhang Fan squeezed the "Red Sun" tightly to his hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

This "Red Sun. It's not the other way. It's the Sun-Swallowing Pill he refined with the power of the Nine-Turn Qiankun Cauldron, adding various materials.

To be precise, he also swallows the Sun Pill!

In terms of the effect, this Sun-Swallowing Pill is much higher than the two hidden in the jade box like a treasure on the Sun-Yao Island. Even if the two are combined, they are not as good as it.

This is the magical effect of the Nine-Turn Qiankun Cauldron.

But one thing is not as good as it is gentle and pure!

Two points are unimaginable. After all, it is rebooted. The dry and heat karma and certainty can be said to use the old method in ancient times, a hundred years of elixir. Zhang Fan decided not to wait.

Fortunately, there is an old family, and if there is a treasure, at a critical moment, the Ku Taoist provided a recipe.

It’s not anything else, it’s the alchemy technique that makes Zhang Fan complain now.

This alchemy technique is a bit similar to the method of refining the heart of the instrument. As an alchemist, before the elixir is released, he adds his own blood to it, and then after it is released, he grasps it in his hands day and night, constantly communicates it with his thoughts, and finally triggers the blood of his own to remove the heat from the elixir.

This method was not unavailable in ancient times, but they did not use it for themselves. Besides, for a sect, the hundred-year-old pill is nothing. Anyway, new pills will be released every year.

But for Zhang Fan, who originally wanted to take it himself, this method is better.

It's right.

Although the bamboo has not yet been completed, according to what the Taoist Ku said, Zhang Fan, who is in the body of the Dharma image, is enough to bear it, that is enough, and it may not necessarily require full requirements.

The reason why he spent so much energy on the Sun-Swallowing Pill was that he might need its help in the Xingtian Realm soon. Secondly, in the future, just to hit the threshold of shattering Pills to become infants, he would not know how much Sun-Swallowing Pills would need, so he naturally had to be as mature as possible now.

Of course, now he will never refine such extremely expensive pills, otherwise collecting spiritual medicines would be enough to make him unable to do anything.

To refine such a top-grade spiritual pill, we naturally have to wait until he returns to the Faxiang Sect, and then use the strength of this sect that can still be called a top-level sect in the Jiuzhou Continent to collect spiritual medicines. And the connections between Duobao Pavilion and Zhilantian are more than a hundred times easier to do than now.

Although the way to cultivate immortals cannot be taken refuge, if you deliberately seek suffering, you will be self-abuse.

Now that it's done, Zhang Fan immediately took out a jade box, put away Xiaohuan Sun-Swallowing Pill, and sealed it with Zhan Duo Seal. After doing this, he let out a long breath.

Just imagine, for several months, I kept communicating with a pill that couldn't speak or didn't respond, which was no different from talking to myself against the wall. That sin was really not a good feeling.

As the rain passed, Zhang Fan stood up lightly and happened to hear the old man habitually start talking about the ancient times again.

What can he say? After all, it is nothing more than the prestige of his father Zhang Lie back then, as well as the courage of Zhang Fan when he was young, etc.

But he said this quite marketable, and he couldn't resist someone's willingness to listen. Of course, this person could never be Xiang Ming. At this time, Xiang Ming would take out his fishing rod to fish, and he would lose his mind.

bother.

Who else is this listener besides the dragon?

However, the result this time is a bit different.

"Old ancestor, has the master really killed so many people?"

Xiaolong asked carefully.

"Yes, how are you prepared?"

The old man asked strangely. The little guy never interrupts when he listens to stories.

"Oh, that little dragon can't be like his master."

Xiaolong said in annoyance.

Both the old man and him had never discovered that Zhang Fan had "awakened" and was listening to their conversation with interest.

"I don't want to kill anyone!"

Xiaolong shook his head and said. The annoyance almost made the water come out. In his opinion, it could not be the same as the master. It must be a failure.

"How can I not kill people if I roll around in the world of immortal cultivation?"

The old man said speechlessly. But it is not that easy to let him tell me what it is. At least he has never killed anyone in his life.

"But

Xiaolong just said something, and then he heard a clear voice coming from his ears.

"If you don't kill, don't kill people. What's the big deal?"

When I looked back, I saw Zhang Fan standing up long and standing beside him.

"My Zhang Fan's disciple, acts with emotion and acts in a way. Killing or not killing is all in your thoughts, so why bother to worry? No matter what choice you make, if you have a promising master behind you, who dares to be interested in it?

Zhang Fan's tone was extremely dull, but the arrogance of ignoring everything was revealed.

In the world of immortal cultivation, a pure and kind person like Xiaolong will not talk about whether he can survive. At least he will definitely be laughed at. But if he is matched with a master of the Nascent Soul Real Person, who dares to argue?

Xiaolong's nature was revealed as early as the three questions he asked when he was introduced. If Zhang Fan had any objections, he would not have accepted him as his apprentice.

"Shijian!"

Xiaolong's heart, which was a little nervous, suddenly calmed down. He just shouted happily, but saw Zhang Fan's expression move. He suddenly looked at Yaoji.

"Grandpa, Xiaolong, Brother Xiang, the curtain has been opened."

"Those old guys can't wait."

Immediately, it seemed to echo something, and a long roar, the air of the sky soared into the sky. In an instant, countless clouds were shattered.
Chapter completed!