At night, the kitchen of Le'an Wangfu is particularly busy.

Like the open kitchen of the other courtyard, Zheng Fan stood in front of a long wooden table, eating seabuckles in front of the plates of delicacies on the table.

"The 'meat' bun is good, bring me another drawer, and this boiled 'chicken' is also 'good' to taste, and then come up with a bowl." Zheng Fan stuffed the bun into his mouth, and said vaguely to the male protagonist in the kitchen with a blue nose and swollen face.

The kitchen manager, who was beaten by Zheng Fan, almost trotted into the kitchen with a sad face, and gave him food, secretly wailing in his heart, not just where did he find such a bad star.

The old lady standing in the courtyard outside the kitchen, although she was very crazy, did not have a good way to beat Zheng Fan, who was the head of the kitchen.

If it weren't for the pale yellow 'colored' gauze young 'woman' who had 'intercourse' generations, let the old lady take care of Zheng Fan, she should say that she should be scolded, and she wouldn't be able to bear this errand.

"Don't give him anything to eat, the Le'an Mansion can't tolerate things that break the rules." Seeing that the kitchen master ordered someone to quickly bring out the food, the old woman roared loudly.

"Let people work and always be full, Lao Tzu said 'get' whoever 'gets' will 'get' whom, not to mention eating your two drawers of broken buns, if it weren't for the fact that you are not a young woman, I will call you aside with a mouth." Zheng Fan did not show weakness at all, and pulled his voice with a hideous face.

"If any of you dare to give him food casually, don't work in the palace in the future......" Before the old lady finished her cruel words, she saw a person in a wheelchair with a very weak appearance, who was pushed into the courtyard by his subordinates.

"Aunt Lan Xin, I heard you arguing from a long distance, forget it, this Mr. Zheng Fan is also different from other subordinates, and the palace is not short of food and clothing, so what does it matter to satisfy some of his appetites." The man in the wheelchair, although he 'revealed' a helpless smile, was very easy-going.

"Don't hurry up and meet the third son."

The old lady glared at Zheng Fan fiercely and reminded him of the identity of the person who came.

"I've seen the third son."

Zheng Fan wiped his hands and saluted the man in the wheelchair with his fists, but he did not completely forget the identity of the subordinate.

"Excuse me, I don't know if Mr. Zheng Fan is inconvenient to move and speak?" There was a plea in the eyes of the weak man.

Feeling that the man in the wheelchair had lost his spiritual power, Zheng Fan nodded with a smile and did not show reluctance.

"Rong'er, although Mr. Zheng Fan is a family member in the mansion, he is also a distinguished guest invited back by your aunt." In the 'flower' garden, the man in the wheelchair reminded the young 'girl' in her early teens on the side.

"Rong'er has seen Mr."

The young 'woman' Ying Ying Yifu, the title of Zheng Fan, obviously regards him as the teacher.

"I haven't stayed overnight in the palace, did I find it? What does the third son mean, please also make it clear. Zheng Fan shook his head and smiled.

"In fact, a few years ago, Rong'er had already reached the age of entering the 'gate' of the Immortal Sect, but she was born in the palace and was favored by many people, so it was delayed, Mr. Zheng Fan has great power, I don't know if I can accept her as an apprentice and teach her the ability to pass the sky?" The man in the wheelchair seemed to be a little worried about Zheng Fan's patience, and bluntly said that he made his intentions clear.

"I don't have much accumulation for the study of the way of cultivation, it's not okay to accept her as an apprentice, if you want to say that the guidance you can can do, the third son should ask another master." Although Zheng Fan had some guesses about the thoughts of the man in the wheelchair, he couldn't help but smile wryly.

"It's already good to get Mr. Zheng Fan's guidance, and I will often ask Rong'er to ask you for advice when the time comes." The man in the wheelchair, instead of being reluctant, sensed an opportunity from Zheng Fan's refusal.

"In the palace, I'm just a subordinate after all, you masters better don't look for me, otherwise I will be very troubled." After Zheng Fan retired, he had already walked back to his residence.

In the small courtyard of the firewood house, piles of neatly chopped firewood stacks exude a fresh woody fragrance.

"Squeak~~~"

Zheng Fan, who returned to the small courtyard of the firewood house and pushed open the 'door' of the house, looked at a bright stone placed on the small stone table and a stone 'bed' covered with bedding, and couldn't help but 'show' a satisfied smile on his face.

"Compared with the life of the sect that does not eat fireworks, it is still more humane in the world, this Le'an Mansion is not bad, I will live here to relax my mood and adjust myself, as for the retreat of the reincarnated family, you can find it slowly, not too anxious, if the situation is good, I have to take this step." Zheng Fan, who was lying on the stone 'bed' after untying the Haotian Sword, did not cultivate, but gradually fell asleep after thinking about it secretly.

Without the Great War of the Hundred Sects, there was no need to explore the forbidden land of immortality, even Fang Xinran had found it, Zheng Fan really felt a lot more relaxed in his heart, and his sleeping face even 'revealed' a little tiredness, as if he was recalling a lot of old things.

If someone is in the stone house of the firewood house at this time, they will find that Zheng Fan, who is 'debauched' and unruly on the surface, does not match his old and tired state of mind at all.

In a relaxed state, even the hidden reincarnation brilliance in Zheng Fan's body gradually revealed, flowing in his skin.

If it had been before, Zheng Fan might have been awakened by the abnormal movement of the source of reincarnation, but at this time, lying on the stone 'bed', he felt extremely tired under the pressure of the source of reincarnation and the ancient calamity of burial.

There is nothing to say in the quiet middle of the night, and Zheng Fan rests alone to bring people the feeling, although it is a little bleak, but in fact, few people know that he has gone all the way, but he is a winner.

"What time has it been, haven't you gotten up yet, don't you have to work?" On the second day of arriving at the palace, the sun was rising, and Zheng Fan, who was lying on the 'bed' with a comfortable 'color', faintly heard the old woman's shouts in the small courtyard.

"Let people work, why don't you have to pay some wages first, you go to the account office to get some wages for me, I have to go out to shop today." Zheng Fan chirped crookedly, and the voice sounded in the old woman's mind, which shocked her scalp numb, and her face rarely 'revealed' fear.

For the helpless Zheng Fan, the old lady hesitated slightly and had to withdraw from the firewood courtyard.

"This old 'woman' gives her some 'color', and she is going to open a dyeing workshop, and if she makes any more noise, she will be 'killed'." Zheng Fan's muttering lingered in the old woman's mind, shaking her headache and 'desire'.

"Get out of bed."

For the old lady to run away from the firewood room, Zheng Fan, who was pressed against the quilt with one 'leg', turned up the corners of his mouth, and then turned over on the stone bed.

"You're out there."

The wooden 'door' of the stone house was not closed, and Zheng Fan walked out of the 'door' directly and stretched his waist, as if he had just noticed the young 'girl' in the courtyard.

"I'm here with Aunt Blue Heart."

Facing Zheng Fan, the young 'girl' was nervous for no reason, and responded in a low voice.

"Prepare me water for a bath."

Zheng Fan sat in front of the 'door' and couldn't help but think of Keika Yoshii and Kong Ning.

Hearing Zheng Fan's order, the young 'girl' quickly entered the bamboo bath room built for him in the firewood courtyard.

"Yoshii is gone, Kong Ning is okay, but I don't know what will happen in the future." Zheng Fan sat on the stone steps in front of the 'door' and muttered.

After a while, when the young 'girl' was ready, Zheng Fan entered the bamboo bath room and took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and when he came out again, his face was already full of hearty 'color'.

"Do you want to go outside with me?"

Zheng Fan's clothes are like a small gown, and there are even the words "Jiading" in the circles embroidered on the back.

"Buzz~~~"

The Heavenly Sword in the stone house shook and 'shot' out of the 'door'.

"I almost forgot about you."

In the surprised gaze of the young 'girl', Zheng Fan tied the Haotian Sword to his back with the beast tendons.

"You go to the old lady with a blue heart to get the money, and tell her that if she doesn't give it, I will smash the account room." Zheng Fan came out of the courtyard and called out to the young 'girl'.

The Le'an Mansion was quite quiet, and Zheng Fan, who was in the small pavilion, did not wait for the young 'woman' who went to get the money, but waited for the young 'woman' in the light yellow 'color' gauze dress.

"I've seen Lord Luan Yun."

Zheng Fan respectfully saluted the young 'woman', but he did not lose the courtesy of his subordinates to his master.

"If you want to go out' to shop, let's wait until tomorrow, there was such a big disturbance in the Wucheng Palace, and it even caused the power of the Fengling Tower, today you follow me into the palace to meet the Emperor Canglan, isn't it good to pay a loss?" The young woman observed Zheng Fan's look.

"Whatever the county lord says, it's what it is."

Although Zheng Fan's face was flat, he did not show dissent or dissatisfaction.

"Then what are you waiting for, take me to the Forbidden Palace."

The young 'woman' in the pale yellow 'color' gauze smiled at Zheng Fan and signaled that he could leave.

"That's it."

Zheng Fan bent down slightly, and even though he didn't pull the young woman, he took her to move and disappear in the pavilion.

"Buzz~~~"

In the imperial hall of the Forbidden Palace, as the wind and glow revealed, Zheng Fan actually took the young 'woman' directly in front of an old man in the imperial robe.

"Straight in!"

The young 'woman' was really surprised by Zheng Fan's ability.

"Wow~~~"

Looking at the boiling water on both sides of the main hall, the old man in the imperial robe couldn't help but smile, and with a slight wave of his hand, the surging water receded.

"Luan Yun greets the Emperor!"

The young 'woman' in the pale yellow 'color' gauze was slightly flustered, and knelt down to kowtow to the first old man in the imperial robe.

"Luan Yun, I heard that you had a discerning eye for people yesterday and brought a monk with an extremely strong background back to the Le'an Palace, presumably this one, right?" The old man in the imperial robe looked at Zheng Fan with a smile.

"Ding Zhengfan, the family of the Le'an Palace, see the Emperor."

Compared with the kneeling and bowing of the young 'woman', Zheng Fan hugged his fists and bowed, which was much simpler.

"Let's be exempt, the Canglan Empire established the country with force and worshiped the strong, and it is definitely a thing to celebrate that the Le'an Mansion can find a character like you." The old man in the imperial robe at the top said with a light smile.

"Compared to a heroic cultivator in the realm of life and death like the Great Emperor, I am still far from doing this little bit of Taoism." Zheng Fan said politely, only feeling that the old man in the imperial robe in front of him was on par with Duan Hongxuan in terms of the degree of 'refined' and pure breath.

"It seems that I want to find a big family to pave a reincarnation retreat in this Canglan City, or I don't think about it, there is such a strong person, if the reincarnation causes a little vision, I am afraid that I will be caught." While Zheng Fan was thinking about it secretly, he retreated to the next best thing and thought of a remote mountain village.

"The cultivation world has always been respected by the strong, in terms of your background, the combat power that can burst out, I am afraid that no one dares to underestimate it, even if it is not an exaggeration to call it invincible in the world." The old man in the imperial robe teased Zheng Fan with a smile.

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