The breeze blows, with willows swaying, and the spring rain sways on your face, gently shaking the palms of a girl like the palms of a 28-year-old girl, warm, moist, soft, and fragrant, making people feel light and fluffy.

Under the nourishment of this spring rain, green trees sprout and green mountains and vegetables are all the meaning of living, as if they were dormant in winter and finally reborn.

What is reborn is not only the plants that revived in the spring breeze, but also the Faxiangzong Market!

A catastrophe a hundred years ago, this market, famous for the immortal cultivation world in Qinzhou, was almost destroyed. It moaned in the war, was sad and empty in the ruins, becoming a cave of rats and ants, and was no longer the prosperity of immortal cultivation gathering.

Now, with the end of the century-long closure of the Faxiang Sect, the return of Qinchuan monks scattered in all directions and years of rest and recuperation, the Faxiang Sect market has somewhat restored its former prosperity.

Walking on the street, there are endless cultivators who can be seen everywhere, including young young men who are agitated and nervous, who have just entered the world of cultivating the world; there are wanderers who look sad and return to Taizhou, but more are monks from all walks of life with clear purpose and purpose.

They were moving towards their own sunny days, and those who were short of money often strolled around the stalls, perhaps they could pick up some leaks and buy some bargains; those who were rich were striding straight into the most prosperous street in Fajizongfang City.

This street is where major stores are concentrated, and it is also the first place in the Faxiangzong market to restore its former weather.

Duobao Pavilion, one of the six major commercial banks in Jiuzhou Mainland, is located here.

"Master, who is that guy above?"

In Duobao Pavilion, a young man who was quite handsome but seemed a little vulgar was saying in resentment.

In front of this young man, an old man wearing a black robe and a gloomy aura was standing.

Since the young man was driven down from the second floor with the old man by Xiang Ming, he has been muttering angrily. He thought that he was an elite monk from Duobao Pavilion who had just come out of the trial hall of the main store, but he was so despised. If Xiang Ming had not been the manager and was valued by his ancestors, he would have not endured it and would have had an attack in person.

"You called me too?"

The old man who had been ignoring what the young man said suddenly stopped and shouted coldly.

The young man was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he said wrong, and it felt a little strange, because even though he asked, the old man in black still subconsciously lowered his voice, which was very different from his usual arrogance and domineeringness.

"Shu Shisan, if you want to live long, don't let me hear you say this again. You must know that some people can't even afford to offend me if they don't say it's you."

"Remember?"

Under the cold sunlight of the old man in black robe, the young man called Shu Shisan quickly bowed his promise and did not dare to neglect.

However, while lowering his head, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, but he just didn't dare to show it.

This old man in black robe is the new master of Jiedan in the past century, and is also the number one master in Duobao Pavilion in the Faxiangzong market. It can be said that he is his immediate boss. How dare he offend him?

What he didn't know was that the resentful sunlight had never escaped the eyes of the old man in black robe. What he had received was just a disdainful lip.

"It turned out to be him, it turned out to be him!

After the old man in black robe taught Shu Shisan a lesson, somehow, he seemed to feel a sense of coldness for no reason, but he couldn't say whether it was coming from the depths of his heart or the cold wind that penetrated the hall, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

He walked to the table and sat down, picked up the fragrant tea and savored it. His hand holding the teacup moved on the ground, shaking out a lot of tea and dipped in his clothes, but he seemed to be unaware.

"Master, Xiang Ming is too arrogant. He still doesn't know where he has gone in the past hundred years?

Once we come back, we become the chief officer again, ignorant and so arrogant, Master, domineering, do you think we want to do it one by one”

I don’t need to say more about whether I want something. I just complain to the superiors and secretly stumbling around.

Shu Shisanyi thought of the mysterious monk going upstairs before, and Xiang Ming's flies-like movement, and the fire in his heart came out.

"Master, why should we listen to his Xiang Ming's instructions? If I am not, what can he do to us?"

This is also what Shu Shisan doesn’t understand the most. The old man in black robe is a master of elixir. Why should he obey Xiang Mingyan and dare not even make a fart?

As soon as he finished asking, he saw the old man in black robe staring at him with a ghost-like gaze. The feeling was as if he was looking at a dead person.

"What can we do to you?"

"Can't you come down? Are you dead in battle?"

The old man in black robe felt trembling. You know, it was not the first time he was stationed in the Faxiangzong market. A hundred years ago, when Xiang Ming took charge of the Duobao Pavilion branch of the Faxiangzong, he was already the leader of the guard here.

I remember that in the past, he had a dispute with Zhang Fan because Xiang Ming took too much care of him.

Looking back now, this is simply a terrifying thing, but who knows that the former Qi Refining Junior will be the real person of the Yuanying of the Faba Sect and the owner of the Demon King Dharma Image after a hundred years?

The old man in black robe seemed to have recovered and warned: "Shu Shisan, don't say that Cheng didn't tell you, the one above..."

"His name is Zhang Yun!"

Shu Shisan looked at the old man in black robe in a daze, wondering how he said the man's name so solemnly. Is he very famous?

"The Taoist name is "Donghua Real Person!

The old man in black robe did not pause. The last few words were completely word by word, bursting out of his mouth, and the solemn meaning was self-evident.

"Donghua real person?!"

After "brushing", Shu Shisan's face turned pale in an instant.

He may not have any impression of Zhang Fan's name, but the name of the new generation of Nascent Soul masters of the Faxiang Sect, the name of Donghua Zhenren is well-known.

For a moment, Shu Shisan was stunned on the spot and couldn't say a word. When the wind passed through the hall, he felt a chill on his body. At some point, the cold sweat wet the underwear and stuck to his body.

After the old man in black robe pointed out Zhang Fan's identity, he silently said, seducing the tea that had already left cold. He did this for the sake of comforting Shisan, and for fear that young people would not know the importance of the slightest and implicate him.

"Hahaha~ Brother Zhang, this time my brother has given you a blessing.

Xiang Ming, who has become the chief officer of Duobao Pavilion again, was wearing gorgeous clothes and his rich figure, and he really had a bit of wealth and awesomeness.

"Oh, how can Brother Xiang explain this?"

Zhang Fanhui smiled, picked up the fragrant tea and took a sip.

"Hehehe, the guard leader from the headquarters. Now that I see my brother, I don't even dare to make a fart, let alone point fingers. Isn't this a blessing for me?"

When Xiang Ming thought of the old man in black robe's fearful look, he felt a little relieved.

"By the way, Brother Xiang, what's the news I asked you to inquire about? Is there any news in Duobao Pavilion?"

Zhang Fan suddenly looked excited and asked.

"My brother has found out the whereabouts of Xingchen Jin, but..."

Xiang Ming hesitated for a moment, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's not that easy to find.

When Zhang Fan heard the whereabouts of the Star Gold, he suddenly felt a hint of joy in his eyebrows. As for whether it was easy to find, he did not take it in his eyes.

How many good things in this world are easy? As long as there is news, it will not be like a headless fly, it will be good.

"It's okay, Brother Xiang, you said."

Regarding the matter about the Star Gold, Zhang Fan had already asked him to help when Xiang Ming returned to Duobao Pavilion. He was nothing more than using the channels of Duobao Pavilion to inquire about some news about the Star Gold and where it appeared.

"My ancestors have heard of your deeds, Brother Zhang, and I know that you applauded Mr. Shu, so I fully support me to use all the Duobao Pavilion! $ source, and then I found out some clues."

The ancestor Xiang Ming mentioned was naturally Shu Tuntian's brother, the transformed sea rat.

"In the end, all the clues pointed to a place, Zifuzhou!"

The answer that Xiang Ming finally gave was shocked by Zhang Fan.

Even if he said that he came from the Spirit Immortal Realm, Zhang Fan would not be too surprised, but it was actually Zifuzhou, which was too unexpected to him.

Zifuzhou was an island on the vast ocean in ancient times. Although it was an island, its scope was even more than the Jiuzhou, the mainland today.

The continent is full of spiritual energy, rich in minerals, and has many spiritual resources. It is full of powerful monsters everywhere. People with great powers cannot enter.

The book that Zhang Fan obtained in the past that recorded the Soul Lord Wuliang Jue and the Dari Zhenxue was called the "Zifu Tianle Book", which was stitched with the eyelids of the Thousand-Eyed Demon, a unique monster in Zifuzhou.

It is precisely because of this thing that Zhang Fan had some impression of Zifuzhou. Otherwise, no matter how mysterious it is, it is an island that had already sunk in ancient times, so what does it have to do with him?

"In other words, the Star Gold comes from Zifuzhou, and it is no longer conceivable now?"

After being stunned, Zhang Fan slowly replied to the number Yijing and said with a frown.

After all, in the current world of immortal cultivation, no one even knows the specific location of Zifuzhou back then, let alone the Star Gold.

"That's not necessarily!"

Xiang Ming shook his head, lowered his voice and said, "Xiang accidentally discovered a clue. In our Qinzhou, there was a person who vaguely had something to do with Zifuzhou back then.

"who?"

"Yongye Forest, Fairy Xingwei!"

"It's her!"

A woman walking in the forest suddenly appeared in Zhang Fan's mind, with starry light accompanying him, was one of the three scattered cultivators in Taizhou, Eternal Night Starry Green.

A few days ago, on the battlefield of White Bone City, he used the thirty-three Star Gold to be seen by Fengjiuling. So, did the Eternal Night Star Wind also discover something?

Zhang Fan recalled, but it was blurry. The Star Fairy at that time was just a speck of dust on the big scene. He had no impression of whether he had done anything or whether he had paid attention to this matter.
Chapter completed!