Yanzhou is incomparably vast, with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, larger than the earth, and there are volcanoes everywhere on the earth. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe land is all red, extremely warm, and the four seasons are like spring, so it is named Yanzhou.

When you get here, you can see monks riding spirit birds or controlling magic weapons passing by from time to time. There is also a hundred zhang flying boat of dignitaries and noblewomen, flying mightily. These people are all from the upper echelons of Yanzhou, either from the major immortal cultivation families or from sectarian chambers of commerce.

The capital of Yanzhou, 'Red Flame City', covers an area of 100 miles and has a population of millions. Like a majestic peak, standing between the mountains, even at night, it is also brightly lit, illuminating the sky, known as the city that never sleeps, the cups are handed over, and the voices of people are boiling.

Chen Fan didn't stop at Red Flame City, he set up the Wind Spirit Bird, passed through Red Flame City, all the way to the north.

"Whew. ”

The farther north went, the colder it became, the fewer traces of the monks became, and a large number of mortals began to appear. These mortals with black hair and black eyes, dressed in simple clothes, worked hard in the frozen soil, and the contrast with the monks in Red Flame City was very obvious.

Finally, an ancient stone city appeared in Chen Fan's eyes.

Guhua City has arrived.

"Come down, let's walk into town. ”

Chen Fan commanded.

Elder Ding lowered the wind spirit bird, and then the two turned into masters and servants, and walked towards Guhua City step by step. When he arrived here, Chen Fan was like coming to ancient China. People wore ancient costumes and spoke similar words to Mandarin, and the stone tablet shop was engraved with Chinese characters. Ordinary pawns, market vendors, shouting back and forth. It's like something in a TV series.

Chen Fan was kind.

It was as if he had returned to Earth and China.

It's just that what made Chen Fan frown was that there were too few monks he saw. Out of the hundreds, only one of them hurried by. And it's just a foundation building, and it's rare to pass through the mysteries. Most of them are physically fit at most, and they have only practiced some fists and feet. This is completely different from what you see in Vermilion City and Red Flame City. Although there are few immortal cultivators there, they can often be seen.

"Lord, legend has it that the Chinese have committed a serious crime and have been banned by the King of the Northern Han, and they are not allowed to cultivate immortals for all eternity. and banished to the shore of the North Sea, and dwelt forever in the land of bitter cold. Ding Lao whispered.

"The ancient city in front of me is inhabited by millions of people. There are more Chinese scattered outside the city, and there are more than 10 million Chinese in the entire Northern Cold Region. Planting a bloodline curse on tens of millions of people, and it lasts for thousands of years, just the Northern Han King, has such a cultivation?"

Chen Fan didn't believe it.

With his current ability, he can't do it, let alone the King of the Northern Cold? Chen Fan felt that he could only plant the thousand-year-old bloodline curse when he had at least entered the Yuan Infant Stage.

But along the way, he asked a lot of pedestrians. Everybody says so. He bought a few history books from a roadside stall, and also found that the origin of the Chinese people was vague, and there was no news about Qi Tianjun, Earth, and Tianlu, as if they had been erased.

"Thousands of years ago, something big must have happened. ”

Chen Fan's eyes were deep.

In the end, Chen Fan bought a yard, moved in with Ding Lao, and settled in Guhua City.

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed.

In the past two months, Chen Fan has been like an ordinary person, rising at sunrise and resting at sunset. He has never used supernatural powers, as if he were a mortal. The surrounding neighbors all know that a new pair of master and servant have been moved, one old and one young, and the master's name is Chen Fan, who is very kind.

"Xiaofan, you got up early again to go to Taishi Pavilion to study. ”

"Xiaofan, Aunt Liu's family has many kinds of radish, don't forget to let Xiaoman bring two home when you go back. ”

"Xiaofan, the "Journey to the West" you talked about last time is too good, my kid still wants to hear it, I will continue to bring him to you tomorrow. ”

The neighbors greeted Chen Fan with a smile, and Chen Fan also responded with a smile.

He was dressed in Confucian clothes, dressed in a square scarf, and tied up his hair with a jade crown, like a graceful and beautiful young man. Ding Lao was in a cyan robe and was in front of the car. The two of them drove the ox cart towards the Taishi Pavilion.

Taishi Pavilion is the place where the Chinese people collect history books, and it is also the highest institution of learning for the Chinese people.

Chen Fan has been studying here for the past two months. Keep listening, flipping through the historical materials in the library. It's a pity that these historical materials are the same as the outside, there is no record at all, the earth monks thousands of years ago.

"Chen Fan, come to read again?"

The white-haired, soft-smiling Taishi came over.

"My lord, I feel that there seem to be a lot of incompleteness in the historical materials of my clan, none of which are about the origin of our ancestors, the lack of talent for cultivating immortals, the loss of the inheritance of the Dao system, etc. ”

Chen Fan stood up and said respectfully.

When the Taishi official heard this, he was immediately silent. It took him a long time before he slowly spoke:

"From the moment you entered the Taishi Pavilion, I knew what you wanted to ask. In fact, for thousands of years, countless young people have wanted to find the answers to those questions from history books. It's a pity I can't get back to you. If you really want to know, go to the ancestral temple. There is a record of the oldest and most primitive heritage of our Chinese people, and there should be the answer you want. ”

Chen Fan bowed down and thanked him.

He turned around and saw that the Taishi official was struggling to put the bamboo slips back on the bookshelf one by one. Although this old lady has no cultivation, and his strength is not even as good as that of a foundation-building monk, Chen Fan has respect.

It is precisely with such people that the Chinese can survive in this foreign land with great difficulty, and pass on the lessons of their ancestors from generation to generation.

"Taishi Pavilion has gained nothing, and next, only the ancestral temple remains. ”

Chen Fan looked up.

In the center of Guhua City, a towering ancient hall is standing there. From time to time, you can see that a ray of light flies into it from all directions.

Ancestral Temple.

The highest sacred place of the Chinese people, almost all the Chinese monks, come from the ancestral temple, and it is also the highest authority of the entire Chinese people.

Evening.

When Chen Fan returned to his small courtyard, he saw the door opened, and a cute girl in purple poked out her little head: "Brother, Grandpa Ding, you are back." ”

"Brother, do you want to try the osmanthus glutinous rice cake I just made?"

The girl held a food box and handed it to Chen Fan diligently, her eyes full of anticipation, like a child waiting for praise.

"The taste is good, and Xiaoman's craftsmanship is getting better and better. ”

Chen Fan tasted it and praised it.

The girl in purple suddenly had beautiful big eyes, smiled into a slit, and the whole person was like a cat, making a comfortable humming sound.

This girl is Chen Fan's neighbor named Xiaoman. It was a little girl that Chen Fan occasionally rescued from the hands of the North Sea Demon. At that time, Xiaoman's family went to sea to play, was attacked by a water demon, and both parents died.

Since then, Xiaoman has regarded Chen Fan as his last reliance and has never left an inch.

At the beginning, Chen Fan wanted to drive her away, but the little girl didn't speak, so she looked at him with teary eyes, crying silently, like a pet abandoned by her owner. In the end, even Ding Lao couldn't stand it and pleaded.

Xiaoman is very well-behaved, although he is only twelve or thirteen years old, he takes care of the whole family and takes care of everything, like the most diligent little maid. Unconsciously, even Chen Fan was used to her existence.

"Brother, tomorrow is the annual time, when the ancestral temple tests the cultivation talent, everyone under the age of fifteen will go. There are tens of thousands of people, and it is said that there are only a few dozen of them who are tested to have cultivation talent every year. ”

Teenage girl chirping.

"If I can detect my cultivation talent, I will be able to cultivate like my brother in the future, and Lord Qin Luo, a super powerful monk, who will avenge my parents and kill demons, and help my brother. ”

Xiao Man's eyes widened and he waved his small fist.

Qin Luo is one of the very few congenital monks of the Chinese nationality, with outstanding talent to the peak, breaking through the shackles of blood, cultivating to the peak of innate cultivation in fifty years, becoming the strongest person in the Chinese nationality, and also the patron saint of Guhua City.

"Don't worry, my Xiaoman is so powerful, he will definitely be chosen. ”

Chen Fan comforted.

"Yes. ”

Xiaoman nodded confidently.

Next, the girl told many interesting stories she had heard from the neighbors, and finally yawned, and unconsciously fell asleep holding Chen Fan's arm. Even when the little girl was asleep, her little hands held Chen Fan tightly, afraid that he would leave.

Looking at Xiao Man's drooling little face, Chen Fan's eyes became softer and softer.

Originally, with his character, he should have left Guhua City and even the Northern Cold Region a long time ago, tried to find divine materials, and cultivated the remaining three Yuan Dan into divine pills. But it was precisely because of this little girl's presence that he repeatedly postponed it, and he was a little reluctant to live in front of him.

Xiao Man is like an anchor point, closely linking Chen Fan with the Heavenly Desolate Star Domain.

"That's it, after exploring the affairs of the Chinese people, I'll leave. ”

Chen Fan sighed lightly.

Between the palms of his hands, unconsciously, there was a light.

In this brilliant light, a silent dragon groan, roaring violently. Immediately afterwards, a phantom like a cloud and a dragon came out of Xiaoman's body. As soon as the dragon shadow appeared, an ancient and vast coercion suddenly descended on the room. The dragon has distinct horns, surrounded by clouds and mist, and its eyes are shining, and it is a real dragon, not a dragon or a python.

True Dragon Vein!

This is a divine vein with the same name as Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, Kunpeng, etc., and it is a real pure-blood dragon vein, not a mixed-blood hybrid like the Chu family, who doesn't know where.

You must know that Chu Tianyu can directly point to Jin Dan with those miscellaneous blood dragon veins. And Xiao Man, this is the true dragon bloodline, one of the strongest divine veins in the universe, as long as he steps into the path of cultivating immortals, there will be no obstacles before the god transformation period, and he will become a primordial infant in a hundred years. In the future, if there are enough opportunities for exercises, it is not impossible to turn into a god and return to the void.

If you let the Holy Land of the Divine Cult in the universe know, if you break a star field, you will have to grab her.

But at this time, the invisible chains wrapped the dragon shadow tightly, so that it could not break free, and could only let out a mournful roar. These chains all come from the deepest part of Xiaoman's bloodline, inherited from their ancestors.

"The Law Divine Chain?"

Looking at these chains, Chen Fan's eyes were cold.

If there was a Yuanying Cultivator, he would have found that these chains were very similar to the five Heavenly Deception Divine Chains on Chen Fan's body.

The next day.

Xiao Man drooped his head and returned to his residence.

Looking closely at the girl's dejected appearance, Chen Fan knew. In this cultivation test, she obviously failed to be selected, and was judged to have no talent for cultivating immortals. Just when the little girl was teary-eyed, Chen Fan suddenly said slowly:

"Xiaoman, do you want to cultivate immortals?"