Zhao Yunfan, who got his wish to get his severed soul, appeared outside the underground world Yuexia Jian City nine days later, and the reason why it took so many days to arrive here was not because there were other accidents on the way, but because Zhao Yunfan was afraid that killing Xue Weihuai would attract the monks' revenge, so he didn't dare to return in a straight line, but went around in a big circle and made a detour. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Along the way, he stopped and stopped, changing directions from time to time, and even the innate Dao fetus in his hand did not dare to take it out easily, so his split soul still existed in the innate Dao fetus, and he never retrieved the fusion.

Zhao Yunfan was relieved after he really came to Yuexia Stream, and he felt that he was safe. In fact, this is Xue Widow's nest, and it feels a bit like he has fallen into the net, but Zhao Yunfan thinks that this place is the safest, because Yun Huanhuan is here, and the life and death of a casual cultivator is a big deal for Yun Huanhuan's status and identity in Xiaotian Sect.

Before coming to the Treasure Pavilion, Zhao Yunfan looked at the crowds of people around him, the street shops were bustling, and then looked at the sign of closure hanging at the door of the Treasure Pavilion, the door was closed, and he unconsciously thought of the scene of the corpse on the third floor, sighed slightly, and pushed the door in.

Inside, Zhao Yunfan heard the faint sound of conversation coming from the backyard of the small building, and reflexively closed the door and walked to the backyard. pushed open the small door in the backyard again, and the two eyes focused on Zhao Yunfan.

Zhao Yunfan met Yun Huanhuan's gaze, remembered a scene in the illusion, and said with a smile: "Hey, meet again!" ”

In the desolate backyard, Yun Huanhuan sat happily on the edge of the pond, soaking barefoot in the water, and at some point the dry pool had been filled.

"Qixiao" was obviously much older and weaker, sitting upright on a stone chair, one hand on his lap, and the other hand twisting a withered yellow leaf.

The two of them were talking something before Zhao Yunfan appeared, and when Zhao Yunfan came up, they both stopped, "Qixiao" was better, just slightly bowed his head, and Yun Huanhuan jumped up directly, ran forward barefoot, pulled Zhao Yunfan's cuffs and dragged them in, and said angrily: "It's been twelve days, I've been walking for a whole twelve days, and it's fifteen days, so you can't come back early?" ”

Although Yun Huanhuan said fiercely, the joy on her face couldn't be stopped, but Zhao Yunfan felt a little like a world away.

For thirteen days, not to mention the life-and-death struggle with Xue Widowhuai, in the nine days of the single return trip, Zhao Yunfan was terrified all the way, and now seeing this scene in the backyard, isn't it like a father and a daughter to treat their relatives?

Facing the indifferent eyes of "Qixiao", Zhao Yunfan restrained his inexplicable thoughts, patted Yun Huanhuan's hand, and said: "Thank you seniors for taking care of Huanhuan, the kid must do what he said before, but I have to ask my seniors to let me for a while, and after I send Huanhuan back to Xiaotianzong, I will ask for freedom to fulfill my promise." ”

"Qixiao" didn't say anything when he heard this, but asked, "Is the congenital Dao fetus in hand?" ”

You have fled with the sigil of God, don't you know it? Zhao Yunfan was puzzled, but replied quietly on the surface: "I have already succeeded, by the way, Immortal Tianlu Jingyao, I didn't touch him." ”

"Well, well done!" Qi Xiao nodded without a trace, then turned to Yun Huanhuan and said, "Girl, have you ever remembered the method of fusing the innate Dao fetus I told you?" ”

Yun Huanhuan was happy to see Zhao Yunfan come back, but she was just slapped away by Zhao Yunfan's paw, which obviously made her feel that she was not taken seriously, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a hot face and a cold ass, so she pouted and sullenly on the side, and when she heard Qixiao's question, she rolled her eyes at Zhao Yunfan and said, "Remember, remember, hide the void god!" ”

This sentence is okay, and the next sentence will not save face at all, just listen to her continue: "Fusion or not, you have to listen to my grandfather's meaning, besides, what kind of method did you give, want me to hide in the void for ninety-nine years, although according to what you said, this can lay a solid foundation for me, but after ninety-nine years, what is left?" ”

"This is nature, if you give this method to your grandfather, he will know how to choose!" Qi Xiao was not angry at all, and patiently explained Yun Huanhuan's words. "Your cultivation has reached the perfection of the casting realm, but this is forcibly improved by external forces, although it is not much of a pass, but it is definitely not as perfect as your own step by step improvement cultivation, remember, after going back, as soon as possible to integrate the innate Dao fetal body shape, the sooner the better."

"Got it, got it!" Yun Huanhuan was obviously afraid that Qixiao would annoy her, so she grabbed Zhao Yunfan's cuffs and said, "Let's go back quickly, it's been so long since we came out." ”

Zhao Yunfan heard the conversation between Yun Huanhuan and Qixiao before, and had some doubts in his heart, but thinking that it was inconvenient to say it directly in front of Qixiao, he decided to ask Yun Huanhuan about it afterwards, so he said smoothly: "Well, let's go." ”

"Senior, can you leave any means of communication so that we can keep in touch with each other?" Zhao Yunfan said to Qixiao again.

It was not Qixiao who could answer Zhao Yunfan, but Yun Huanhuan, Yun Huanhuan said a little impatiently: "I can contact him, let's go, let's go!" ”

Zhao Yunfan sighed slightly, and was directly dragged out of the backyard by Yun Huanhuan and came to the hall on the first floor, Yun Huanhuan whispered in Zhao Yunfan's ear: "Don't you know, this old man is annoying..."

Well? Zhao Yunfan was surprised in his heart, and just as he was about to ask clearly, Yun Huanhuan slapped his head, and ran upstairs with his legs.

Yun Huanhuan, who went downstairs, had already put on the little red leather boots, and there were two more hats in her hands, and she floated out to Zhao Yunfan at the staircase, she put on the hat, smoothed the tulle covering her face, and hurriedly helped Zhao Yunfan put it on, and then pushed Zhao Yunfan's back and walked out of the door.

Coming outside the building, on the street where people come and go, Yun Huanhuan sighed, looked left and right, and said mysteriously in Zhao Yunfan's ear: "This old man is very annoying, and his brain is not normal, I often hear him talking to himself alone, and he doesn't let me step into the third floor, it's weird." ”

Yun Huanhuan said, and poked Zhao Yunfan's head hard, wanting to show that Qixiao had a problem with his head, but it was wrong to think about it, and pointed at his own head.

Zhao Yunfan glared at Yun Huanhuan angrily through the tulle of the hat, and was just about to lift his hand to pick up Yun Huanhuan's ear, when his outstretched hand suddenly froze and turned his head to look at the sky.

"Brush.. Brush.. Brush.." More than a dozen figures swooped in at high speed, making an emergency stop above Zhao Yunfan's left side, and the huge impact caused a violent wind, blowing the debris on the street to pieces.

There are seventeen figures, there are men and women, ages, clothes are also messy and different, one of the old man is the most eye-catching, wearing a light yellow robe, a handful of gray and white hair under his chin, he is in the sky, giving people a feeling of being separated from heaven and earth, and floating between heaven and earth.

The pale yellow robed old man glanced at a young monk beside him, who nodded heavily. The old man, who seemed to have received a reply, said: "Dao is friendly and courageous, and he actually appeared in Yuexia Stream openly? Do you regard the Xiaotian Sect as nothing? ”

"Li Jiang, one of the Three Immortals of Scattered Cultivation..."

"He's it, what's going on?" There were people around who recognized the old man and became noisy.

The old man brought the blessing of mana as he spoke, and his voice spread out mightily, and the surrounding monks were all surprised, not knowing what had happened, so that one of the three immortals of the scattered cultivator could come out in person.

Now the street is still very busy, passers-by are a little inexplicable by this scene, they don't know who is looking for bad luck, so they all stand on the spot, do not dare to act easily, in case it becomes a misunderstanding, one by one I look at you, you look at me.

But Zhao Yunfan is different, at this moment, his face under the tulle of his hat is very ugly, and when he heard the words of the three immortals of scattered cultivation, he reacted, these people are definitely coming for him.

With a flash of thought, Zhao Yunfan was ready to transmit the message to Yun Huanhuan, asking her to reveal her identity and at the same time, she sent a message to Yun Xiaozi to come, which was also the reason why Zhao Yunfan killed Xue Widowhuai, one of the three immortals of scattered cultivation, and dared to appear here openly. Besides, as far as the killing of Xue Widow is concerned, Zhao Yunfan is reasonable enough, and he is not afraid of going to the top of Xiaotian Sect.

But as soon as he had a thought, he heard a burst of shouts behind him, and seven or eight figures shot into the air from the crowd, rushing towards a group of people from the Three Immortals of Sanxiu.

This side just moved, farther away, a man in Tsing Yi sang a wild song, I don't know what tone or tune, only felt brave and high-pitched, he pinned the sword behind him with one hand, and then came first, and slapped at the Sanxian Lijiang with one palm, its speed was so fast, leaving a trail of afterimages behind him.

Li Jiang looked stunned, and hurriedly raised his palms to greet him.

"Bang.." The intersection of the two palms caused a shocking sound, and the huge vitality wave spread in an arc, and everything in the place passed was turned into debris, and the buildings and shops were blown down by the surging airwaves, and the buildings shrouded in the formation were like paper paste under the influence of the two people's palms.

Zhao Yunfan escorted Yun Huanhuan and flew away, he was even more surprised than Li Jiang, I don't know who this group of people who suddenly appeared is, why did they fight inexplicably?

"Hahahaha...."The male cultivator in Tsing Yi who was not a sword behind him used the anti-shock force to bounce into the air, he waved his hand and waved his sword, stopped laughing wildly, and said: "I heard that Li Daoyou, you have all your skills in the palm technique, you dare not agree, it's mediocre!" ”

Li Jiang retreated thousands of feet before he stabilized his figure, his face was ugly and abnormal, not only did he suffer a secret loss, but the monks who came with him were actually killed as many as seven or eight people in a short instant, and the other party's previous shots were still chasing and killing their own monks.

Regardless of their life or death, Li Jiang's eyes were cold, and he asked suspiciously: "Who is Daoyou?" Don't recognize the rules of Xiaotian Sect? ”

The man in Tsing Yi sneered, his face full of sarcasm, and said, "Xiaotian Sect? And how....ask who I am? Speaking of this, he paused, waved his sword to the sky, and the sneering color on his face was closed, and he said solemnly: "The fairy road is lost, only the sword guards the heart!" ”

Only the Sword Sect? Most of the monks present suddenly popped out these three words in their hearts, and Zhao Yunfan's eyelids jumped, looking at Yun Huanhuan beside him, and a thought flashed in his heart. "Yun Huanhuan's identity has been recognized?"

No wonder Zhao Yunfan would think so, it was really that Xiaotian Sect and the Sword Sect had a grudge that was difficult to resolve for thousands of years, and if Yun Huanhuan was robbed by the Sword Sect, or wiped out, it would be an immeasurable loss for the Xiaotian Sect.

Li Jiang's pupils shrank, and he took out a white jade ball with one hand and crushed it, just about to threaten a few words to buy time, but under the perception of the spirit that can be released, he "saw" at least more than a thousand sword-wielding monks in Tsing Yi in Yuexia Jian City rising into the air, they were all scattered in different positions in the city, but their movements were uniform, raising their swords to the sky with one hand, their expressions were resolute, and they shouted in their mouths: "The fairy road is lost, only the sword guards the heart!" ”

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