"Junior Brother Zhang, I'll work for you this time. Go to the 100,000 mountains. Meet with Fairy Yizhalan of Yonglou and find out three things."

When Zhang Ji heard the news about Fairy Xinglan, his expression changed, Zhu Jiuxiao had already told him three things one by one:

"At first, I will pick up the drunk Taoist and retrieve the natural spring, and I will definitely not let him fall into the abandoned family.

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Secondly, work with Fairy Xinglan and others to find out the reason for the other party's abnormal movement;

Third, when I was exploring the truth, Zhu wanted to know how powerful he has had for many years of shyness. He dared to be an enemy of Qinzhou!"

Speaking of later, Zhu Jiuxiao's voice was full of murderous aura, as if it was substance.

"Zhang is a true person of the Faxiang Sect, so he should do his best!"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and agreed.

As a monk in Qinzhou and a true person of the Faxiang Sect, he has been under the sect's sect's sect's sect, and he should help him at critical moments. There is nothing to say about this.

What's more, these so-called three things are just one, two, and one, and one can solve them. It doesn't take much effort.

"Okay, then I'll have to do Junior Brother Zhang. Fairy Xinglan has been waiting for her junior brother's journey at the edge of the 100,000 mountains. It's hard to say how strong she is, but she has built Yongye Forest in the 100,000 mountains for many years. She must be familiar with the environment, and I'm sorry to have a little bit of strength."

When Zhang Fan knew that what he was referring to was not only an environmental problem, but also a local strong man, so he agreed. He immediately waved his hand and said: Xiaolong, come here. Have met two ancestors."

"Yes, Master!"

Not far away, a house opened with a hole in the door of the house, Xiaolong stepped forward without being arrogant or humble, and greeted him one by one.

"Disciple Long Yun, I have met two ancestors. The ancestor is Wanfu Jin'an!"

Xiaolong was in that room, obviously in order to wait for the master's call at any time, and also wanted to serve him. Naturally, he could not hide the spiritual sense of the two great masters. He was just wondering why Zhang Fan called him out at this time.

"Zen Feng and Senior Brother Zhu Xiaolong are disciples of Zhang. They have been inheriting Dharma images for several years and have the foundation-building cultivation level. You should go to the Inheritance Hall to understand Dharma images."

Zhu, Old Man Feng nodded. What Zhang Fan said was a matter of course, and all disciples of the Faxiang Sect had this benefit.

"It was originally supposed to be protected by Zhang himself, but "I had to work for both of you."

Zhang Ji smiled slightly, indicating his meaning.

Even after more than a hundred years, he still couldn't forget the scene when he almost became addicted to it when he realized the Dharma. It was the scene where Feng Jiuling helped him.

Now it's his disciple's turn, so he naturally won't ignore it, so this scene happened.

"Donghua, don't worry, Feng will take care of you."

Fengjiuling agreed immediately.

"Haha, Junior Brother is too worried. Zhu is half-teacher of your junior nephews, so he will take care of him."

Zhu Jiuxiao also said with a smile.

Now there are two masters in the late stage of the Nascent Soul to help, and the random guidance is enough to benefit Xiaolong a lot.

At the same time, what Zhang Fan said was that he wanted them to take care of his disciples who were still in the mountains. The two old guys became sophisticated that their hearts were naturally bright.

At this point, Zhang Fan felt relieved. He raised the teacup in his hand and greeted the two of them with a cup.

Zhu Jiuxiao and Feng Jiuling floated down the mountain and left, and soon turned into two small black dots, almost invisible.

Zhang Fan stood on Dongyang Peak with his hands behind his back, watching the two leave.

Xiaolong stood beside him, and no one was around at this time. Xiaolong's kind of care and restraint also dissipated a little, getting closer, feeling quite a bit like he was when he first met.

"Xiaolong. To be honest, you are actually like a master's disciple. Look at your two senior sisters, how do you look like a master's disciple?"

Thinking of Youyou and Long'er's temperament, Zhang Fan couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

Xiaolong, do you know that when it comes to true, your qualifications are the most similar to being a teacher.”

But he didn't care about Xiaolong's words when he heard this. He suddenly cheered up and continued: "Don't look at your two senior sisters, both of them are amazing people. In a few years, you may not be missing from them!"

"I believe in this!"

"Teacher knows,"

Xiaolong's voice unconsciously brought a bit of sob. At this time, Zhang Fan's juniors were indeed the most inconspicuous one. If he said there was no pressure at all, it would be impossible. He was just calm by nature and never showed it outside.

"Try it!"

Zhang Ji patted his shoulder and said, "I am leaving, and I will leave the family affairs to you."

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As soon as Xiaolong raised his head, he saw Zhang Fan take a gourd, sucked up to the sky, laughed out loud, and then there was a flower in front of him, and there was no sign of a person again.

Only, the sound of joy echoes in this sky:

"A glass of wine for peach and plum blossoms, and the night rain in the rivers and lakes sings in the heart"

"Hahaha"

At the last moment, I was still a kind and strict teacher who reminded me of my family affairs; at the next moment, I suddenly entered the sea like a dragon. I roared to the sky, and sang passionately with wine and singing.

It is: The tiger goes down the mountain and the storm rises again!

One hundred thousand mountains are located south of Qinzhou, with endless rolling mountains and countless lush forests. Naturally, there are many rare and common monsters and spirits. "Point a special world.

That number of 100,000 is just a void finger, and the endless mountains. It is more than just a hundred thousand? But the specific number is probably no one can know.

The 100,000 mountains and boundaries are not simply wild places, exile places, their origins and inheritances. They cannot be pursued. They only know that in the turbulent waves of the ancient times, there were also great supernatural powers, which used this place to become a foundation and set off a huge wave.

These dusts that are submerged in history cannot stop the desolation and seclusion of the border between 100,000 mountains and Qinzhou. In the eyes of today's Qinzhou cultivators, 100,000 mountains are just dangerous land and wilderness. If it is not necessary, they will not be willing to take a step at all.

At this time, the moon is like a scent, sprinkling all over the world. In the distance, the trees are vaguely singing in the mountains; in the nearest villages, there are only broken walls and remains of fire and fire.

“Woo

A loud cry of black crow suddenly broke the peace of the world, from far to near, and suddenly came, as if in a moment, dozens of miles!

"Gangla!"

The long rainbow spear breaks through the sky, under the quiet full moon, a big bird and a figure emerge out of thin air.

"Is this true?"

Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and let Mo Ling stop on his shoulder. While stroking its feathers to relieve the fatigue of the seven-day fast flight, he looked around and frowned secretly.

This place is the closest human village to the 100,000 mountains on the border of Qinzhou, with a small population of more than a thousand households. Since this place can be regarded as a territory of Qinzhou, the immortal cultivators in Qinzhou have accumulated power for tens of thousands of years, and even monsters dare not come to harass them, so it can be regarded as living and working in peace and contentment.

Unexpectedly, what appeared in front of Zhang Fan was already ruined, the ultimate realm of the world!

In the middle of it, the hidden heat gradually faded under the cold moonlight, but the burning firewood of beams, pillars and materials is fading away the last temperature.

"It didn't take long!"

The situation on the broken wall was pushed down, and the incident happened no more than five hours later. After Zhang Fan made a judgment, he then glanced at it. However, he discovered something strange.

"Where is the corpse?"

The village was so completely destroyed that it was afraid that most of the residents had died, but under his observation, there was no body. Isn't it strange?

Then, Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly condensed and he observed new traces of soil on an open space.

"Someone buried it?"

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Fan smiled slightly, his spiritual sense burst out, sweeping across the radius of several miles.

Pass.

Immediately, the whole person floated up in the air and looked into the distance with the cold night.

“Wow

Wherever I saw, not far away, a large area of ​​moonlight poured down, and the starry sky was shining, like the stars and the bright moonlight, I loved that place.

In a flash, Zhang Fan's figure brought out a afterimage in the air and broke through the air.

The moonlight is like water. It is extremely soft and sprinkled on a clear spring, reflecting the brightness and brightness of the full moon.

On the side, the ancient tree was green and twilight, with a piece of branches stretching out, rising by the clear spring. On it, a woman in plain clothes sat leaning on her body.

Fairy Xinglan!

This person was Yongye Xinglan, one of the three wandering cultivators who appeared on the floating mountain in the past, when Qinzhou real people gathered together.

Where she is in, it seems that she will always be the place where the bright moon and the stars will always be loved. Within a radius of several feet, the moon and the stars are hundreds of times higher than the surroundings, with brightness in the coldness, as if the only bright color in the dark night and in the gloomy forest.

"Fairy Xinglan, I haven't seen you for a long time, and your style remains the same as before!"

The night was opened like a curtain, and Zhang Fan smiled and stepped out.

"Zhang is here to be a ping-bet. Have you been waiting for a long time?"

While talking, his eyes swept left and right, and his eyebrows suddenly raised indifferently.

"You are really polite to Donghua, Xinglan just arrived."

Fairy Xinglan smiled faintly, in this night, but it was like a bright moon poking her head out of the dark clouds, making people's eyes lit up.

“Qu

Just at this moment, Mo Ling flapped her wings on Zhang Fan's shoulder, looking eager to try. Looking at the direction of his head and mind, it was exactly what Zhang Fan was paying attention to before.

Fairy Xinglan also glanced at it and said calmly: "True Man Donghua, this person is a traitor of the Corpse Gorge. When he was captured by Xinglan, he had killed more than a thousand mortals and collected corpses."

When it comes to killing thousands of people, her always calm expression finally changed. She frowned slightly, and the unbearableness and disgust were undoubtedly revealed, adding a little popularity to her.

After a pause, she continued: "If you do such a rebellious act, you will be unscrupulous. If you have the intention of Xinglan being not good at interrogating things, you will capture them and hand them over to Donghua for handling."

As he said that, Fairy Xinglan fought with a slender hand, and a bush suddenly cracked apart, revealing one of the people hidden in it, holding a coffin!

There was also the one where Zhang Fan and Mo Ling discovered something wrong one after another.

"Leave it to Zhang!"

After a brief glance, Zhang Fan smiled slightly and stretched out his hand. The dark light that was better than the night was visible and faintly appeared.

"Tsk!"
Chapter completed!