The magical power of the Zhoutian Star Celebration Cloud, among which the star array is derived from the star gold, the pure power of the star power of the Zhoutian Star;

The mountain protection formation of the Dharma Xiangzong Sect uses the ancient monster spirits in the Zhoutian Star Map to transform the Zhoutian Stars. It is more of a demonic power than a star power.

"Who is stronger and who is weaker? Which is the right way?"

In the quiet room, Zhang Fan felt the power of stars shining on the blue jade gourd in Zhoutian, thought about the changes in it, and gradually entered the realm of forgetting things and forgetting both of me.

...

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and the cold and heat do not know the year.

Before we knew it, the flowers and trees in the courtyard had been reincarnated ten times from the clusters of flowers to the prosperity of the world; nbsp; In the past ten years, the strong power of stars kept coming out of the small quiet room. In such a large area, in the sky and under, inside and outside the manor, it seemed that it would fall into the starry sky forever. Even if the rising sun was rising, it would not be able to break this starry night.

Only when the door of the room opened from time to time, Zhang Fan briefly ended his retreat and was with his family, the sunlight came in with aggrievedly and spread all around him with his eyes proudly.

A flash of horse passes by, watching the flowing water, knowing that the dead cannot be pursued.

Suddenly, spring is warm and flowers are blooming, summer is scorching, autumn is bleak, winter is covered with snow, as if you have finished singing and I am on the stage, ten times in a blink of an eye.

In ten years, the stars disperse and the five-color divine light penetrates the world.

The five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the five elements bloom in the five-color divine light, like a peacock, which is brilliant and opens its tail.

In the past ten years, when the five-colored divine light rose from the manor and swept through the air, the cultivators within a radius of dozens of miles all felt a sudden out of control, as if they were often accompanied by magic weapons and magic weapons.

This feeling makes people feel palpitations. When you think about the source of the light, everyone, suddenly, didn't even dare to be angry, and had to take a detour.

Time flies, and time passes. When the wind sounds in my ears, I reach out and grab it, and there is only the air; when I look up at the distance, there are only the afterimages.

The child next door was hanging his nose and playing with mud. In a blink of an eye, he carried an arrow on his back. He went out early and returned late. He was the portal of the beam;

The girl was the one who was right, and she was joking, and she didn't realize that she was wearing pink makeup, beating drums and drums, and married away from his family.

Looking back, another ten years!

In ten years, children can become the head of the family; they can make ignorant girls and support their descendants.

During these ten years, in the sky above the small manor, the wind often roared suddenly, as if the sky was penetrated, a ray of wind blew,

Clouds and mists, mountain eagles and birds often arrive in this sky, and disappear in a moment, just like a sky, collected by people, with everything in it.

“Thirty years

One day, a sound that was still clear and calm, adding to vicissitudes suddenly rang out.

There is no lament, no long speech, and only four short words, it seems that all the joys and sorrows are condensed in thirty years, like a dream, bubbles passing by with the wind.

Outside the deserted island, reefs are like forests, waves are generated in the sea, huge waves are shattering into countless crystal clearness, turning into smudges under the sun. It is indescribable and wonderful.

If the waves hit the reefs and mists water vapor. It is like the fairy's blessed land, not far away, a small boat is swept by sailing, floating on the sea to catch the children of the Zha family. It is the hustle and bustle of the world, and there is another place in it.

Zhang Fan lay on his back on an island and reef connected to the mainland, looking up at the clear sky and enjoying the sunny morning.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy around him. He was as if an ordinary young man was enjoying a rare leisure. If there was something unique, it was this island and reef that seemed to attract the sun. No matter whether there were clouds in the sky blocking the red sun, the place where he was always particularly bright, just like the sunlight taking care of him.

Thirty years have passed. Zhang Fan’s appearance is not much different. He looks like he was the white hair caused by a hundred years ago, and his grey temples were still the same as before, without adding a single point or reducing a slight amount.

But if old friends meet, they will definitely find that they are very different.

The difference is not appearance, but demeanor.

Returning to the essence, the sharpness is revealed and turns into a round and square; elegant and obscure, the real sense of existence gradually fades away, and there is a feeling of floating and wanting to go away. It also feels obscure, as if standing in front of you, but it is like the vastness of the starry sky, out of reach, and it makes people feel panicked for no reason.

"Xiaolong, why are you doing here if you don't pack your clothes at home?"

Without looking back, his expression remained motionless, Zhang Fan said leisurely.

Until the words fell, there was a black dot in the distance, and then I stepped on the flying cloud boat and rushed into the sky at a very fast speed.

One dragon!

"Master!"

Xiaolong first gave a deep courtesy, and then stood sideways. The kind of reverence was revealed in every move.

Looking at the disciple who was as calm as a mountain in front of him, a little relief and a little sadness flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes.

Over the years, in the gaps in studying the three supernatural powers, he often came out of the gates and reunited with his grandfather. He also did not forget to give advice to his disciples. Today, Xiaolong has already achieved his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building. His foundation is extremely solid. After returning to the Dharma Xiang Sect, he will surely become the leader of the younger generation of the sect.

Zhang Fan had never had children, but looking at the child who had been dragging him back to his residence from the beach and served for half a year with his small body, he was now an adult who could stand alone. The feeling of being both relieved and disappointed is that it is shared by parents all over the world.

After all, it was very human. Zhang Fan came to his senses after a moment of daze, but he did not ask why Xiaolong came. The whistle coming from his origin has already said everything.

"Lao Peng, why are you free to come here today?"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and said calmly.

Before he finished speaking, a golden-backed roc suddenly surged as he whistled, as if he could not even catch up with the sound. A flash in front of him stood tall.

"Boy, I said I'm not informing you. What's the relationship between Lao Peng and your master? He's so old and old? How can he be old?"

Li Peng greeted Zhang Fan and began to be so excited about dragons.

"Thank you for your advice!"

Xiaolong smiled and said steadily.

"Lao Peng, are you here to teach my apprentice?"

Zhang Fan was not as easy to talk to as he did. He immediately raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"No, no, absolutely not!"

Li Peng quickly waved his hand and said, "Just kidding, if he dares to respond, Zhang Fan dares to "ask him" a little bit. Such a thing has not happened in thirty years. After several tragedys, he would be grateful to Bumin.

"Brother Zhang, you are becoming more and more unfathomable."

After laughing for a while, Li Peng glanced at Zhang Fan, felt the obscure aura that seemed to have crossed from ancient times, and a complex look flashed in his eyes and said with emotion.

"Lao Peng, you made fun of me."

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and didn't say much. Over the years, "...I'm certainly studying the spirit but my physical cultivation is still the most I think about it during the process of patterning. I love Yun Si Mo and the great success of the Nascent Soul. It's just a thread of separation, a thin film. I realized that the opportunity comes and it will be broken every day.

Just these are not enough for outsiders to tell.

"By the way, brother, why did I see the Rans packing up, you're leaving?"

As if he had thought of something, Li Peng asked.

Over the years, there have been only two of them on the Great Desert Island. The relationship between them is quite close. Now, at first glance, Zhang Fan is about to leave, and Li Peng is really reluctant to leave.

"The war in Qinzhou is coming, and the Faxiang Sect is about to be sealed off for a hundred years. Zhang is still a disciple of the Faxiang Sect. How can those who practice immortals in Qinzhou stand by and watch?"

"If you come back one day later, you won't be able to see me."

Zhang Fan held his head and confirmed Li Peng's guess.

He has been in trouble for more than a hundred years and has been practicing hard for many years. He has been doing this for a day, and has completely returned to the public's sight and made his mark on this big stage. How could he miss it?!

"Oh, I'm afraid there will be no other way after many years."

Li Peng was not surprised to hear this answer. The century-old peace in Qinzhou is about to end. The war that is about to come is not only a corner of Qinzhou, but even spread across the world. It is hard to say that overseas casual cultivators are very hard to say. How could he not know the true person of Nascent Soul?

"ha

Zhang Fanchang smiled and said, "Lao Peng, why should we meet again in Qinzhou?"

"It's okay, I'm not going to die!"

Li Peng hurriedly refused and said, "If you miss your brother, come over to Lao Peng to have a drink. The rest should be spared. I haven't lived enough yet!"

Zhang Fan smiled and was not strong.

In the late stage of the Qinzhou War, it will inevitably involve the overseas immortal cultivation world. Li Peng made his clear position and did not want to be involved.

In such a shocking battle, how can even the real person of the Nascent Soul will guarantee that he will not die? Years of hard work and put it into pieces will not be uncommon!

Li Peng is a person who cherishes his life. This can be seen from his choice in the Star Heaven Realm.

"Brother Zhang, what are you taking to Qinzhou?"

After a moment of silence, Li Peng immediately said, "How about the Star Shuttle in the Star Palace? Xingjun just left Lao Peng's sky cliff. If you need to speak, Lao Peng will go to him and go."

Over the years, Xingjun has long replaced the status of Xingzun and become the master of the Star Palace.

Decades have passed, and there is still a bit of a problem between him and Zhang Fan. Although he will not turn against each other, he will not get close to him. He did not come to the Great Desert Island to reminisce about the past.

Zhang Fan had no objection to this. Who asked him to take the inheritance of the Human Star Palace for himself? It's still a bit unpleasant?

"No need, Zhang has something better."

Zhang Fan smiled and rejected Li Peng's kindness.

“Better?”

Li Peng shook his head in surprise, flew long distances across the infinite sea, and apart from the top existences among seventh-level demon birds like him, there are really few large magic weapons like Star Shuttle.

But this was a trivial matter, and he immediately threw it behind him.

"By the way, Lao Peng, why are you here to come to me? Didn't you just run to Shui Yueming? How is Lao Long?"

Zhang Fan suddenly asked strangely, Li Peng had just returned to the island, why did he run over without saying hello?

After Shu Tuntian and Long Fuhai left, they never returned. It is said that Long Fuhai was suppressed by Shui Qilin at this time and healed his wounds with the power of the sea eye.
To be continued...