In fact, before, Zhang Fan's performance was very mysterious, and even the three Zhang brothers couldn't understand Zhang Fan. But he saved Liu Bingxing's life, so they chose to believe unconditionally, and begged him to teach them to practice, and even wanted to worship Zhang Fan as a teacher.

And it just so happens that Zhang Fan is also confused about them, how can there be so many outliers in one Nine Lotus Village at the same time. There are so many secrets in the Nine Lotus Village itself that they can't be seen clearly, so they can only take one step at a time.

Zhang Fan didn't hide it either, and said everything he heard at the tea stall. The Moon Spirit Mountain Range may contain the inheritance of immortals. Even if it can't be inherited, it's a treasure of experience.

Lu Zhihai was a little stunned, obviously he didn't see the situation clearly.

"Are you an immortal master?" Lu Zhihai asked Zhang Fan, and then turned to the old god stick, "You are also an immortal master?"

At this time, the old god stick was paying attention to Zhang Fan wholeheartedly, although Liu Bingxing was a psychic realm, he was not afraid, he only had the appearance of the early stage. And although this Zhang Fan is ordinary, it is really unreassuring

"Every cultivator has his own path, and if you want to break out of your own path, you must keep polishing your ......," Zhang Fan said when he heard an old man from the Sword Pavilion educate his disciples.

"Experience is the best way to polish. ”

"Dare to ask Daoyou, what kind of cultivation is it?" the old god stick looked at Zhang Fan with a solemn face.

"I'm a mortal now, and my cultivation is broken. ”

"What?" The old god stick was taken aback, the cultivation is gone, are you still alive and well? Ordinary people, if they lose their cultivation, they will generally face the threat of death, after all, a person has adapted to the spiritual power stored in the body, and suddenly there is no more, which will cause the person to lose his vitality and grow old quickly, but Zhang Fan has nothing at all.

In fact, this also has a lot to do with the Pulp Washing Sutra, and the transformation of the Pulp Washing Sutra is originally to eliminate cultivation, and of course it will not leave sequelae.

Zhang Fan's main problem is the backlash of the forbidden art, which makes his disgust with spiritual power reach a limit, and even a trace of spiritual power will make him miserable.

"Then dare to ask Daoyou, what kind of cultivation did you do before?" the old god stick was unwilling.

"Soul. ”

"What?" This made the old god stick taken aback again, the Xuan Soul Realm is considered to be the top strength in the entire Great Xia Kingdom, in ordinary sects, the Xuan Soul Realm is an elder-level existence, and even the sect masters of many sects are just Xuan Souls. And Zhang Fan used to be a Xuan Soul strength, and he looked so young, how could it be.

"Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan, you are the ...... of the Sword Pavilion" The old god immediately shook his head again, how could it be, that Zhang Fan he had seen from afar, it was definitely not like him.

"I think if you want to practice, all three of you brothers should go to Moon Spirit Mountain, where you may all have the chance. Zhang Fan wasn't talking to the old god.

What realm, Lu Zhihai on the side has heard of it, it is definitely an immortal master among immortal masters, and he suddenly glanced at Zhang Fan again.

"Let's think about it. Liu Li opened his mouth, they had just come into contact with cultivation, although they really wanted to have achievements, but going to Yueling Mountain was an adventure after all.

Liu Li looked at Liu Bingxing, after all, he was the eldest brother. And this big brother never wanted them to take risks, so all this has to be up to the big brother.

......

On the top of the Moon Spirit Mountain, a huge creature crawled out from the ground, the entrance of the cave was larger than the shutter buildings in Kaiyang City, its body was like a mountain range, it was a giant beast shaped like a centipede.

"Roaring ......" A hundred legs moved at the same time, and this movement made the entire mountain range begin to tremble.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" ......

"What's going on?" the people outside the mountain range began to be anxious, don't be in any danger, their main purpose is still to hunt for treasures, but they don't want to be in any danger.

In addition to the centipede beast, there was also a giant beast that looked like a mouse that came out of the ground, his size was the same size as the centipede before it, and there were thousands of small mice behind it, both large and small.

"Roar...""Roar......"Roar......"......

For a moment, all the beasts in the mountains roared in unison.

"What is this, is there a demon clan in it?"

"It seems to be certain, this time the things in it are so powerful. ”

......

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, like green silk and twilight like snow......" A voice came.

A man in white fell from the sky with a sword in his hand. He was wearing a Buddha-headed blue brocade robe, with a blue tiger-striped gentry belt tied around his waist, dancing like a waterfall and ink hair without wind, a pair of clear eyes were cold to the bottom of his eyes, and his body was slightly thin. The clothes are fluttering, and the cold back seems to be integrated with the heaven and the earth, as if he has sewn his heart, lungs, body and mind into the vast sky, only the cold wind clings to the sky and flows into the deeper world.

Who's this?

He is the eldest of the seven sons of the Sword Pavilion, Yin Jiantian, the strongest genius of the Sword Pavilion.

His momentum in the Sword Pavilion overshadowed everyone, even the Sword Pavilion Master Wan Xuan, there had never been a person as strong as him, at least in the cultivation world, Yin Jiantian's trumpet was much louder than the Sword Pavilion Lord.

The master of the Sword Pavilion is not a last resort, and he generally will not leave the Sword Pavilion. And the last time he made a move for Zhang Fan, it was also because of the Sword Soul Elder, otherwise no one would be qualified to let him make a move.

Yin Jiantian is the façade of the Sword Pavilion, the nominal strongest of the Sword Pavilion.

Compared with him, Zhang Fan is a clown who jumps off the beam. The Sword Pavilion is also an extremely strong sect in the three major countries, so Yin Jiantian is an older generation and a genius.

Some people say that Yin Jiantian is the person who is most likely to become an immortal in the mortal world.

"The disciple of the Sword Pavilion greets the senior brother. "The disciples of the Sword Pavilion saluted together like Yin Jiantian, and Ye Lan was also among them.

"Haha......" A roaring sound came, and an old man carrying a jug of wine fell from the sky. His eyes seemed to read anyone's thoughts, and he knew everything in the world with a wave of his hand.

He is the current Holy Master of the Jade Void Palace, Cultivating Ru Feng, and his power in the Jade Void Palace is second only to the Palace Master. The cultivation is monstrous, only stronger than Yin Jiantian, not weaker, and it is also respected in the three major countries. The Jade Void Palace is not as frequent as the Sword Pavilion Cultivator Geniuses, so there is a reason why they have been inherited for thousands of years. The Jade Void Palace has intersections with various sects in Great Xia, and even outside the Great Xia Kingdom. Their strength is not their own strength, but their huge social circle. Everyone who wants to fight the Jade Void Palace must consider these, and these forces are the power of the Jade Void Palace.

"Why did the Sword Pavilion send you a junior here. Xiu Rufeng took a sip of wine and asked Yin Jiantian.

The senior laughed. Yin Jiantian naturally bowed.

"Hmph, what do you say to laugh, I don't laugh. "Xiu Rufeng didn't want to fight with Yin Jiantian as if he had to fight with him, and he didn't let him take a step.

......

Yin Jiantian didn't talk to him much, he fled directly, turned into a puff of smoke, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Hmph......" Xiu Rufeng's face changed, and he saw the direction in which Yin Jiantian disappeared. This kid seems to have some skills! He can't even sense where the other party has gone.

"Meet the Holy Lord. "The younger generation of the Jade Void Palace all began to salute, including the Seven Divine Sons Yu Lin'er.

"Alright, alright. Xiu Rufeng waved his hand in trouble and asked everyone to get up.

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion looked at each other, and they didn't know what to do for a while, Yin Jiantian left, but they were still saluting.

Suddenly, Yin Jiantian appeared in front of the Sword Pavilion and his party again.

"Brothers and sisters have worked hard, get up. As he spoke, he also bowed to the disciples.

For etiquette between monks and brothers in the monastic world, the index finger and middle finger of the right hand are placed together in front of the chest, and the slight bend is shown to be polite.

And at this time, an old man wearing an eight-clawed dragon robe appeared in the crowd, with a look of vicissitudes on his face, showing his extraordinary strength, but none of the people present knew this person, and they didn't know when such a strong cultivator would appear again.

There are four black-clothed people behind him, all of whom are at the peak of the strength of the Xuan Soul.

Immediately after that, the Hegu Sect, the Luoxia Sect and other sects came with ten more Divine Soul level masters, gathered outside the mountain range.

"Roar" "Roar"... The beasts roared in the mountains, and a powerful pressure spread out in all directions.

The monks began to descend into the fog, and no matter what the danger was, it could never stop the monks from adventuring.

Tang Yueyao went in, this time she was alone, and there was no one to protect her. With her strength in the early stage of the Xuanying Realm, it was not enough to see it here, but this time she fought for chance.

Zhang Fan's strength hit her, at the same age, she is a Xuan Soul, she is only in the Xuan Shadow Realm, and it is only in the early stage, and even with the help of external forces when she breaks through.

Tang Yuanqing looked at his departing daughter, leaving a tear in his eyes, this is a father's expectation for his daughter. Tang Yuanqing was already nearly 100 years old, but for cultivators, he was still young. His cultivation was in the Xuan Soul realm, so he already had a lifespan of nearly two or three hundred years.

Tang Yuanqing was also going to enter, followed by General Zhao, and the place they were going to was even more dangerous, so they had to be separated from Tang Yueyao.

Soon after Tang Yueyao left, they also set off, following behind the large group.

......

The first mountain range, all you can see is fog, and the distance you can see is too close. There are cultivators who have tried to blow away the mist, but they have failed, and after the fog has cleared, it will gather again in less than a quarter of an hour, and the spiritual power in this place is too thin, and they don't care about wasting spiritual power at will.

The oppressive atmosphere can be felt as soon as you enter the mountains. It seems that there is an extremely powerful powerhouse staring at everyone here. If they could kill everyone in an instant if they wanted to, they would definitely not be able to resist.

So in the moment after entering, there are many people who can't bear the pressure and retreat, but there are also those who react immediately and enter the fog again. This is a test of the state of mind, if even such pressure can't stop how to become a strong person.

Even a great cultivator like Yin Jiantian could sense this pressure, but for them, it was much easier to get through it.

Without one's own Dao, how can one cultivate such strength?

Yin Jiantian and the other great cultivators rushed directly into the depths of the mist......