The matter of Kunlun was finally over, and after Ye Fan returned to the Scattered Cultivation Pavilion, he first arranged for Chen Zhiyu to stay, and then entered the World Stone Space to inspect the Forbidden Demon Town Demon Tower. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In addition to suppressing the demon vine, there are very likely to be other beings in this black tower, Ye Fan decided to find a way to refine the black tower first, and then see if he can enter the black tower.

He tried several methods, including the most common method of dripping blood, but to no avail.

This black tower has no owner, but it can't be used by the usual refining methods, I don't know how Yin Wuming did it in the first place. Maybe there really is some kind of magic trick? This is not impossible, many Xiuzhen sects have their own magic techniques, and it is difficult for outsiders to crack them by using their hands and feet on real weapons.

After tinkering for half the night, the sky was already bright, and Ye Fan could only give up temporarily.

Now that the thorny troubles in the void world have been solved, Ye Fan feels obviously much easier, the trip to Kunlun, the revenge, the most important thing is to rescue most of the senior brothers and sisters, and accidentally found the senior sister in this life.

Standing on the top of the Infinite Heavenly Mountain, Ye Fan's heart was extremely comfortable, and he began to think about how to arrange various affairs in the next month.

The cultivation system of the Void Realm should be redefined, traced back to its origins, and thoroughly corrected. A month later, the Infinite Heavenly Mountain Conference was the moment when the Scattered Cultivation Pavilion officially stepped into the pinnacle!

There's still a lot to do this month.

The people of Maoshan want to go back to the secular world, and Ye Fan also plans to go back to take a look, if he can convince them, he hopes to invite a group of relatives and friends to the Infinite Heavenly Mountain and guide them to join the cultivation team.

The teleportation circle of the Northern Glare Ice Continent is still waiting to be repaired, but Langya Yunyu has never been found, and the poison of the incineration insects on Chen Zhiyu's body cannot be dissolved, all of which need to be completed by heavenly and earthly treasures, and it takes time to wait.

Ye Fan planned to put the affairs of the Thousand Demon Palace aside for the time being, and let Rong Ma work hard first, and then help if necessary.

At the moment when dawn came, Ye Fan summoned the kings of the Sanxiu Pavilion, the three elders of the Yan family and others and held a brief meeting. Fertilizer water first irrigated his own fields, this time he first announced the cultivation system and cultivation theory he had sorted out to these people, and each of them distributed a piece of Heavenly Void Scatter, whether to rebuild it, when to rebuild it, it was up to them to decide.

The fifth heaven-shattering, Huangfu Jueji and others swallowed the sky on the spot, and without hesitation, they rebuilt it on the main hall.

The three elders of the Yan family are more rational and arrange the division of labor, Yan Donghai will be the first to dismiss, and the other two will continue to supervise the reconstruction of Peach Blossom City, and step up the last time to surprise and rectify.

One invitation after another was distributed from the Infinite Heavenly Mountain, and the large and small sects of the Void Realm, whether good or evil, as long as they often moved, none of them were missed this time, including the Ice Palace, the Thousand Demon Palace, and the Cultivator Association.

Lin Yuxiang returned from the Tang family, Kunlun had been pacified, and there was no need for people to guard the teleportation array.

Subsequently, Ye Fan sent Chi Kite to lead people to Wushenghai to propose marriage to the Ningshi Patriarch on behalf of the Sanxiu Pavilion.

Lin Yuxiang and Ning Ran'er's marriage was put on the agenda, and the two parties quickly reached an agreement, choosing an auspicious day and agreeing to hold a grand wedding for the two in Peach Blossom City.

The Kunlun Palace also announced a major news, the head of the sect Yin Wuming sat in Ling Xufeng because of his cultivation, and the position of Kunlun Sect was succeeded by his personal disciple Ni Fengwu.

Senior sister took over as Kunlun as the head of the sect, which was beyond Ye Fan's expectations, but if you think about it carefully, this should be the wisest choice for everyone in Kunlun. In the future, the relationship between Kunlun and the Scattered Cultivation Pavilion will at least not be antagonistic, and there will be no recurrence of a catastrophe.

Five days later, Ye Fan left Lin Yuxiang, Shen Jiayao, and Lu Qingyu to sit in the Boundless Heavenly Mountain, and took the people from the Master Sect to quietly return to the secular realm from the Dark River of the Two Realms Mountain.

The first stop, Maoshan Mountain.

When Xianyun and the others stood in front of the Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace again, the tears could not stop flowing, and the bustling crowd in front of them, the name plate of the cultural relics protection unit, had made them deeply aware that the times had left them.

"Which tour group are you from?Stick incense, the incense here is very good, old man! Sanmao Zhenjun will definitely be able to help you realize your dreams!" A fake Taoist priest came over and sold to Xianyun, holding a large pile of incense in his hand.

"Sanmao Zhenjun...... Haha, Shangxiang! Yes, Shangxiang!" Old tears flowed from the corners of Xianyun's eyes, and the grief and anger in his heart had nowhere to vent.

Zixu Lao Dao and Ruan Hanlin both snatched the incense from the fake Taoist priest and ran to the main hall, all with sad faces and tears in the corners of their eyes, kneeling in front of the statue of Sanmao Zhenjun.

"Hey, you guys, you haven't given the money yet...... the fake Taoist priest wanted to chase after him to beg for money, but he was caught and couldn't move.

"Do you want money, I'll give it!" Ye Fan waved his hand, and a strong wind blew in the square in front of the palace, and all kinds of banknotes floated in the sky, red and green, and even mixed with coins, admission tickets and other messy things.

"My wallet...... My money ......" The fake Taoist priest shouted in panic, not only he was panicked, but several fake Taoist priests selling incense in the vicinity were tricked.

The flying banknotes and small objects have blinded the eyes of the real people, and the Maoshan Mountain, which is not human, and the former Taoist system have disappeared in the long river of history, full of gloom and confusion.

Zhao Ling'er has always been dull-eyed, even when she arrives in Maoshan and arrives in this former homeland, there is still no brilliance in her eyes, and her heart has been deeply locked.

After the Xianyun and them finished the incense, Ye Fan gathered everyone together and said: "If you want to continue to stay in Maoshan and revive the ancestral industry, I will go to the top and talk about it, let this scenic spot come out, and restore the previous scene." ”

"No need. Qingfeng Zhenren's face was full of vicissitudes, and he waved his hand, "The dog's tail continues to be mink, but it's just a snake to add to it, so be it...... What should disappear, what should be eliminated, can no longer be avoided, and the Maoshan here is no longer where we cultivated at the beginning......"

"What does the patriarch mean ......"

The orthodox Maoshan Sect, the true Cultivation Sect, should no longer exist in the world. The world is changing, you should no longer waste your life and energy on vain things, like that Songshan Shaolin, that is sorry for the ancestor!" Qingfeng Zhenren sighed: "What do you all have to see, let's take a last look!"

His mood can be understood by all, even if Maoshan returns to its original state, where will it go in the future? What is the point of not taking the road of cultivating truth, living in a corner of the secular world, and doing this useless incense inheritance? The real Taoism is not a false name, not a pile of money, and not a false incense, but to make a difference, to contribute something to this impetuous world, and to leave something worthy of people's admiration......

"Let's go, let's see!" Xianyun put his head behind his back and walked along the road towards the former back mountain.

The Purple Void Old Dao also followed, and Qingfeng Zhenren looked at Ye Fan and said, "You follow me to Lingxu Peak, the demon refining pot should be in your hands." ”

"Good. Ye Fan no longer shirked, this was a matter set by Qingfeng Zhenren back then, the senior brother was in charge of the Sanqing Sword, and he kept the demon refining pot.

"Senior brother, you and Senior Sister Ling'er will rest here for a while first, and we will come as soon as we go. ”

The two quickly teleported away and came to the peak of the Spirit Ruins.

This dangerous peak, which originally had no mountain road leading to the top of the mountain, has now been artificially dug out of an aerial cableway and developed as a scenic spot by the Maoshan Tourism Administration.

Qingfeng Zhenren's decision is wise, in the past ten years, Maoshan has been unrecognizable, even if the Maoshan Sect is re-settled through special channels, the scenery and environment here will not be able to return to the original state.

"The Demon Refining Pot is hidden under this Spirit Ruin Peak, you remember this mantra and memorize it in your chest, and you can drive the ......" The two stood on the top of the mountain, and Qingfeng Zhenren told Ye Fan the mantra to control the Demon Refining Pot.

After a while, Ye Fan got the manipulation formula, tested it with his own hands, and took the demon refining pot out from under the mountain peak and put it in his pocket.

Qingfeng Zhenren took out a cloth bag, silently scattered the ashes inside into the abyss, and said in a low voice: "Born in Maoshan and inhabited in Maoshan, he will have a fate, let's be a disciple of Maoshan again......"

That is the ashes of Huayangzi, the last generation of Maoshan Sect heads, and will be buried under Lingxu Peak after that.

After doing these things, Qingfeng Zhenren no longer has any worries in Maoshan, but there is one more thing that makes him unable to relax.

"Your little junior sister has witnessed all kinds of tragic scenes in Kunlun over the years, and she has suffered heavy physical and mental damage, I am afraid that it is not medicine that can be cured, and you need to worry a lot!"

"Ancestor, rest assured, I believe it won't be long before Senior Sister Ling'er will be healed. Although Ye Fan himself was also worried about Zhao Ling'er's condition, he knew that this kind of heart disease could not be cured by ordinary medicines, and she closed the door of her heart by herself, unless she ate the elixir, there was really no immediate solution, she could only ponder more and look for opportunities.

"That's good, you go and accompany them first, I'll stay here for a while......" Qingfeng Zhenren looked at Maoshan and Chongshan, revealing a trace of sadness.

Ye Fan nodded, and returned to the square with a teleportation.

"Senior brother, I'll take Senior Sister Ling'er around. Ye Fan glanced at Ruan Hanlin, he was thinking that maybe he could make Zhao Ling'er remember something, and take the initiative to walk out of the blocked heart.

Ruan Hanlin understood, silently watching Ye Fan pull Zhao Ling'er away.

I hope that the little sister can recover as soon as possible, so that everyone will be happier.

Ye Fan dragged Zhao Ling'er to the back mountain where he once lived, and many places along the way have been transformed into tourist attractions for tourists to pay to experience.

"Ling'er, look, that's where we used to live, Hug Pu Feng, remember?" Ye Fan pointed to a mountain peak not far away, which was the Bao Pu Peak that had been spared a big mountain fire.

Zhao Ling'er didn't react, her eyes stared at the mountain blankly, like a walking corpse.

"Can't remember, it's okay, then do you remember the senior brother?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

There seemed to be a trace of fluctuation in the depths of Zhao Ling'er's eyes, but it quickly disappeared again.

Ye Fan keenly captured this, felt that there was a play, and continued to pull her forward, whispering about the past, the carefree and interesting things of his youth, one by one, as if he had never left here.

Walked all the way, recalled all the way, did not wake up Zhao Ling'er, Ye Fan himself was moved first, and the endless emotion and reminiscence in his heart, all kinds of tastes were indescribable.

"Ling'er, look, this lake, we used to visit it often, do you remember that time? Senior brother, I hid in the reeds and peeked at you taking a bath, but you kept picking up a few mountains......" In order to let her regain her memory and return to her normal state, Ye Fan did not hesitate to expose herself, and even told these dirty things.

For a moment, Zhao Ling'er seemed to show confusion and memories, but soon her expression became blank again!

"Alas!" Ye Fan sighed silently in his heart, and suddenly he heard a noise coming from a distance, there were many people, and a lot of curses were coming here!

With a sweep of his senses, he saw the true faces of those people clearly! It turned out that it was those fake Taoist priests just now, and at this moment, I don't know where to find a large group of accomplices, these bald, tattooed strong men are holding wooden sticks and steel pipes, catching up with the back mountain, seeking revenge!