Qingli tribe.

Thatched huts.

"Little girl, who has broken through the one-star leader, there is no opponent under the patriarch, and the tribe is more than the first to run. ”

Fan Xing smiled with relief, but it was not in vain that he had been combing the meridians for him for several months.

Dabi is not over yet, but the result has been decided, and Fan Xing is still quite satisfied with his apprentice. At the beginning, he was forced to accept him as an apprentice, but after months of getting along, Fan Xing had already recognized this master-apprentice relationship in his heart.

After all, in this strange world, Fan Xiaoxiao can talk to herself and talk to her heart.

As for whether he can get the quota to enter Yunshen nowhere, Fan Xing is not particularly worried, it is a big deal to follow quietly when the time comes, with his own strength, if he wants to hide, even the patriarch will definitely not be able to find out.

"However, a few months ago, the little natal phantom was definitely not as powerful as this, and her talent was even inferior to Fan Hong. Could it be that my aura has the ability to enhance my natal phantom?"

Fan Xing frowned, remembering what had happened before, and confirmed his guess more and more.

"It's very likely, but there's no chance of experimentation......

Fan Xing shook his head and put aside his speculation for the time being.

"Huh?"

Fan Xing frowned and looked outside the village.

Through the cracks in the broken walls, he couldn't see anything unusual, but Fan Xing clearly felt that there were uninvited guests from outside the village.

A short time later, a middle-aged man appeared at the entrance of the village, and behind him, he was followed by two men and a woman, about sixteen or seventeen years old.

"The Qingli tribe is really getting more and more dilapidated. ”

The middle-aged man's face was like an eagle's owl, and he looked around the village and sneered.

"Patriarch, this Qingli tribe is so weak, I'm afraid there is no need to tempt. Do you say yes, Fan Yuan. ”

One teenager let out a disdainful voice, then looked at another teenager beside him.

"Fan Ting, since the patriarch asked us to come over to find out, he naturally has the patriarch's intentions, what kind of mouth. ”

The delicate-looking girl on the side spoke coldly.

The young man who spoke before shrunk his neck, not daring to say more, obviously a little jealous of this little girl.

"Alright. ”

The middle-aged man interrupted the trio.

"Fan Yi is right, three days later is the day to open the forbidden land of Yunshen, I let you come, that is, let you learn from the young people of this Qingli tribe, one to test the truth and reality, and the other to establish power, knowing that the other side can survive a hundred battles. ”

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man sneered.

"When I competed for a while, my fists and feet had no eyes, and if I hurt someone, I only blamed them for not being good at learning. ”

The three of them flashed their eyes and understood.

This scene was fully watched by Fan Xing, who had a hidden breath.

It seems that the people of the Black Separation Tribe or the Purple Separation Tribe want to exclude dissidents before the clouds are turned on nowhere.

"Those who dare to touch the Laozi tribe have to teach them a lesson. ”

Fan Xing's eyes narrowed, and the short-term protection attribute in his bones was exposed, although he was born through time, but after all, there are still more than ten years of memories about this world and this tribe, and there is still a sense of belonging.

Outside, the middle-aged patriarch's cultivation fluctuation is much stronger than that of Qingli tribal patriarch Fan Yuan, about the peak of the three-star leader, among the three juniors, two teenagers are in the early stage of the one-star leader, and the little girl named Fan Yi has reached the peak of the one-star leader, and she can be regarded as talented.

Such a lineup is impossible to compete with for the Qingli tribe, but for Fan Xing, it is like a chicken.

"You have come from afar, but it is rude for me to leave the tribe. ”

Fan Xing walked out of the hut with his hands behind his back, just in time to meet the four of them.

Fan Xing's dark color was indifferent, Gu Jing did not wave, and between his gestures, he deliberately revealed a bit of spiritual power.

Regardless of whether you can fight or not, you can't be weak in momentum first, if you can scare the other party, it's best not to fight.

The patriarch of the Zili tribe has a lot of knowledge, and at a glance, he noticed that this person who was coming towards him was extraordinary, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

When did the Qingli tribe come out with such a young man who couldn't even see the depth himself.

"Dare to ask Xiaoyou?"

The Zili tribal patriarch smiled and asked tentatively.

As the head of a clan, he is naturally very cautious, the young man in front of him seems to be harmless to humans and animals, but it is difficult to spy on his cultivation, so even his tone and title are quite polite.

"In Xia Fan Xing. ”

"Fan Xing?"

After a little thought, the patriarch of the Zili tribe found that in his memory, there was no such person among the slightly famous juniors of the Qingli tribe.

"Patriarch, what's the trouble with this guy, let me clean him up. ”

Fan Ting's personality was irritable, and he was deflated in front of Fan Yi before, so he was already unhappy, but he happened to see this guy from the Qingli tribe chattering here, and he walked forward, so he wanted to do it.

Patriarch Zili hesitated slightly, but did not stop it.

Let Fan Ting try this guy's reality, I don't believe it, there is really a peerless powerhouse in the Qingli tribe.

"Noise. ”

Fan Xing's eyes narrowed and he scolded.

Before seeing Fan Xing make a move, Fan Ting snorted and flew out upside down, and coincidentally, smashed on Fan Xing's shack.

Rumble.

The shack fell down in response, Fan Ting's face was like gold paper, and he struggled to stand up, but found that he was in severe pain all over his body, and he couldn't lift his strength at all.

This scene made Patriarch Zili's complexion change greatly, and his pupils constricted.

Who is this sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in front of him!?

Defeating a one-star champion is not a difficult task for himself as a half-step four-star champion.

But with just one blow, it is absolutely impossible to fly a one-star leader, even if it is a half-step four-star.

What's more, I didn't see clearly the movements of the young man in front of me at all!

Not caring about the stunned eyes of the Zili patriarch, Fan Xing stared at his ruined shack, the corners of his mouth twitching.

I'll go, I only used a trace of spiritual power, is the one-star leader so vulnerable? I knew this, so I will converge and converge again, now it's okay, I'm afraid tonight will be covered by the sky and the earth.

The patriarch of the Zili tribe was really frightened, and he even began to guess that the person in front of him was likely to be an ancestor of the Qingli tribe.

The three major tribes have a long heritage, and a long time ago, the three major tribes were implemented as one, which is why they all have the surname Fan. Originally, there were many strong people in the three major tribes, and according to the legends of the older generation, the Fan family even had a strong king of Kui a long time ago.

It's a pity that even the strong people of Kui have a day when their longevity is exhausted, with the change of generations, the heritage of the three major tribes has been exhausted, but there are also one or two ancestors who have survived for a thousand years or even longer with various secret methods or medicines.

The last ancestor of the Zili tribe has passed away two hundred years ago, and the ancestor of the Heili tribe is said to have lost news a hundred years ago, and I am afraid that he has also died, and the ancestor of the Qingli tribe has died as early as four hundred years ago, otherwise the Qingli tribe would not have been suppressed into what it is now.

If he hadn't seen Fan Xing's move with his own eyes, the patriarch of the Zili tribe would definitely not have linked it to the ancestor of the Qingli tribe, after all, this was too incredible.

But except for the ancestor of the Qingli tribe, I really can't think of anyone who can have the strength that they can't see through, could it be that the ancestor of the Qingli tribe not only did not die, but with the help of some secret method, he rejuvenated?

If this is the case, then the weakness that the Qingli tribe has shown over the years is just to cover for their ancestors to recover their strength?

"This ......"

Patriarch Zili's trembling voice interrupted Fan Xing's bitterness.

"What, you want to fight me too?"

The home is gone, and Fan Xing's tone is not friendly.

Fan Xing naturally didn't know that in this moment, the patriarch in front of him had already figured out the whole picture of Fan Xing being the ancestor of the Qingli tribe, and he could even justify himself and convince himself.

"No, no, no, don't dare, don't dare. ”

As soon as he heard that this ancestor was going to fight with him, Patriarch Zili's face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly waved his hand.

"That's pretty much it, by the way, which tribe are you from?"

"Zili tribe Fan Gao, meet the seniors, oh no, meet the ancestors. ”

The Zili patriarch knelt down on one knee, and Fan Yuan and Fan Yi, who had long been frightened and pale, also quickly knelt down.

Fan Yuan and Fan Yi saw the strength of Fan Xing, but they didn't expect it to be so terrifying, even the patriarch of the half-step four-star had to call him an ancestor.

Ancestor?

I'll go, do I look so old? The patriarch of the Zili tribe is afraid that he is not blind. But as long as the matter is settled, I don't bother to bother with these details.

"Alright, alright, you guys go and get that guy up over there. ”

Fan Xing pointed to Fan Ting, who was still lying wailing in the distance.

"Thank you, Ancestor, you two don't go yet. ”

Zili Patriarch Fan Gao hurriedly spoke, and ordered the two behind him, not that he had forgotten Fan Ting just now, but in front of the ancestor, how dare he act rashly, for fear that the other party would disagree and kill his group with his backhand.

"Hey, it hurts, it hurts, you tap. ”

After a while, Fan Ting, who was hoarse and grinning in pain, was helped over by Fan Yuan and Fan Yi.

"Fan Ting, don't admit your mistake to the ancestor soon. ”

Hearing the patriarch say the word ancestor, coupled with the patriarch's constant hints in his eyes, how could Fan Ting not understand the situation, when he thought that he had actually made a move on the ancestor in front of him before, he couldn't wait to slap himself, and just wanted to open his mouth to admit his mistake, but was interrupted by Shengsheng.

"No need. ”

Fan Xing's face was expressionless, he walked over, came to Fan Ting's side, and stretched out his finger towards Fan Ting's eyebrows.

Fan Ting's eyes were frightened, thinking that this ancestor wanted to kill him, and his instinct to survive made him want to struggle, but he found that he couldn't move at all, let alone him, even Fan Yi and Fan Yuan, who were supporting him, were as if they were restrained, and they could only watch Fan Xing's fingers fall to Fan Ting's eyebrows.

Fan Gao stood not far away, his fists clenched, and his face turned pale. Fan Ting is his nephew, and it is one of the hopes of the Zili tribe, not that he doesn't want to save it, but he doesn't dare to save it, if he angers this ancestor, let alone Fan Ting, I'm afraid that the group will stay here.

Fan Xing naturally didn't know what everyone was thinking, and a trace of pure spiritual power passed through his fingertips, entered the center of Fan Ting's eyebrows, and immediately withdrew his fingers.

"Hey, it's warm, it's so comfortable. ”

Fan Ting opened his eyes, which were closed in horror, and he found that instead of dying, a warm current flowed through his veins and bones.

"My injury, alright?"

Fan Ting shook his arm and raised his leg again, and found that the broken muscles and bones had actually recovered as before, and even more energetic.

No matter how stupid everyone is, they can see that the ancestor in front of them is not killing people, but saving people.

"Thank you, Ancestor. ”

Surprised and delighted, Fan Gao bowed down, and Fan Ting and the other two little guys also bowed down one after another.

Fan Gao can now be 100% sure that the young man in front of him is definitely an ancestor, even if he is not the ancestor of the Qingli tribe, he definitely has the terrifying strength of the ancestor level.

"Okay, okay, don't be an ancestor, do I look that old?"

"This ......"

Fan Gao was embarrassed, what is it good not to call the ancestor? After thinking about it, the strong people have more or less quirks, is it possible, the quirks of the person in front of him are...... Pretending to be tender?

Just when Fan Gao was in a dilemma, the sound of dense footsteps came from far and near, and it was the people of the Qingli tribe led by Fan Yuan.

Is Dabi already over? It's faster than expected, but it's not surprising, with the strength of his apprentice, he will undoubtedly crush the whole audience, and it really won't take much time.

"Zili tribal patriarch came in person, and there was a loss of welcome. ”

Qingli patriarch Fan Yuanren did not approach, the voice was already from afar, and under the blessing of aura, it was quite powerful, but in his heart, he was as worried as playing a drum. Don't even think about it, the Zili tribe must have come to find trouble when they came over at this time.

When Fan Gao, Fan Yi and the others heard this, the corners of their mouths twitched together, and they cautiously glanced at Fan Xing, who had already stood in the distance at some point.

Your ancestors have come out to pick us up, is this still called a loss of welcome?

Fan Xing stood here, and Fan Gao and others naturally didn't dare to make a mistake, so they greeted him with a smile.

"Patriarch Fan Yuan is polite, we are just passing by, hahaha. ”

"These are the two daughters of the patriarch of Fan Yuan, they are really women who don't let their eyebrows go, these little guys in my tribe who are not angry are really far behind. ”

Fan Yuan was stunned, the conflicts between the three tribes continued, and in recent years, they have intensified, and the enemies were very red when they met, plus this Fan Gao was already a half-step four-star leader, and he had always looked down on the Qingli tribe, why was it so similar at this moment......

Lick the dog.

Fan Yuan thought about it, isn't this Fan Gaomo deliberately mocking?

"Patriarch Fan Gao, although my Qingli tribe is weak, it is self-aware, what is the purpose of your sarcasm. ”

"I ......"

Fan Gao was about to cry, why is this Fan Yuan an elm head, when am I going to mock you, your ancestor is here, do I dare me.

Quietly glanced at Fan Xing, who was closing the closing ceremony, and saw that he was not yet angry, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, Fan Gao's eyes showed sincerity and spoke again.

"Patriarch Fan Yuan misunderstood, our Zili tribe is willing to be friends with the Qingli tribe for generations, oh no, our Zili tribe is willing to return to the Qingli tribe and look forward to the Qingli tribe. ”

"This ......"

Fan Gao's tone and demeanor all revealed sincerity, which made Fan Yuan more and more confused.

What happened to this Zili tribal patriarch, who went mad?

Seeing that this Fan Yuan still didn't believe him, Fan Gao was a little anxious, if it continued like this, if the ancestor was angry, the Zili tribe would be finished, so he simply wanted to make his words clear.

"Patriarch Fan Yuan, you are pretending to be confused, the Qingli tribe is different from the past, our Zili tribe is willing to submit and serve an old ...... together."

"Ahem!"

Fan Xing, who had been pretending to be fine, saw that this Zili patriarch was about to poke himself out, so he hurriedly coughed and interrupted him.

Fan Gao was so frightened that he almost choked on his own saliva.

Before Fan Gao could react, Fan Yuan was already looking at Fan Xing, frowning, and scolded sharply.

"Interrupt the elders, don't know how to be polite, step aside!"

Fan Hong and the others looked at Fan Xing coldly, their eyes showing disdain.

"A piece of waste, standing there and throwing the face of our tribe. ”

"It seems that I have been scared stupid by the people of the Zili tribe, waste is waste. ”

Fan Gao, who had a full view of this scene, was completely stupid.