The Qipan River in the central part of Cangluan Prefecture has its own water potential throughout the year.

"Wow~~~"

The oars swing lightly on the wide water, and the boat on the river looks at the mountains in the distance, which makes people feel picturesque.

"The Qipan River runs through Cangluanzhou, starting from Yili Snow Mountain in the north, whenever the ice and snow melt in spring, the central part is the time when the water potential is relatively large, the river is relatively calm in summer, but then to the south, the river will become turbulent, because the hanging stream is like a ladder, the waterfall is continuous, and it will become steeper and steeper. Chu Han'er shook the oars slowly and spoke a little more neatly.

"It is said that the hanging stream is the world ladder of the Qipan River, the thirteen palaces of Zhou Tian ascend to the immortal heaven Mahayana, and the thirteen islands of the lower plate gather the prosperity of the world. Ji Fan sat in the boat and said calmly.

"Although the slave maid has been to the Hanging Stream Domain once before, she doesn't know much about it, and it is rumored that Zhou Tiangong is unpredictable. Chu Han'er said uncertainly.

"The four major sects of Cangluan Prefecture, the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Soul Devouring Demon Sect are undoubtedly demons, while the Qingxu Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are righteous paths, but this Zhou Tiangong is not among the two realms of righteousness and demons, but it can be regarded as transcendent. Ji Fan's face and body of a seven- or eight-year-old boy did not look too oppressive.

"It's summer now, can you catch the season when Zhou Tiangong recruits disciples?" On the vast and calm river, Ji Fan could see that there were also other boats floating on the river.

"According to common sense, Zhou Tiangong should recruit disciples in the early autumn season, and the time is not far off. Although Chu Han'er felt that she could catch up at the right time, she was not sure what Ji Fan's intention was to worship Zhou Tian Palace.

"If you can open a mansion in the Hanging Stream, you can live in peace. Ji Fan's young man's face did not show any emotion.

"Bang~~~"

Seeing a man swinging an oars in the distance on the river, causing the light boat to rush up on the water, Ji Fan smiled slightly.

Although Chu Han'er's five daughters couldn't see through Ji Fan's thoughts, they nodded in accordance with his wishes.

"I remember that when the Ji clan was in the Northern Sacrifice City, my grandfather had only reached the middle stage of the Qi refining period. Ji Fan closed his eyes and said with secret emotion.

At this time, Chu Han'er, although he was already a monk in the Returning Yuan Stage of the Life and Death Realm, his aura was quite ordinary, and the cultivation he showed was only to the level of the sixth layer of qi refining.

On the contrary, she was also sitting in the boat, and the actual cultivation was the fourth daughter of Chunlan in the late stage of Jindan, and her cultivation was slightly stronger than Chu Han'er, and she had the feeling of refining qi at the eighth layer.

As for Ji Fan, the strength he embodied was just a cultivator who had just planted a golden spirit root and transformed from a true element to a spiritual breath stage, refining qi at the first level.

In fact, even Chu Han'er's five daughters are not sure what Ji Fan's strength is now when he returns to the youth, after all, his physique has changed too much.

No matter how you look at the seven or eight-year-old boy in front of you, you can't compare it with Ji Fan's heyday, tall and strong physical state.

Feeling the unconscious gaze of Chu Han'er's five daughters, Ji Fan could realize what they were thinking.

"At the beginning, Han Yue gave me a Zhuyan Pill, after I took it, my appearance and posture no longer changed much, I thought it was the effect of the Zhuyan Pill, but now it seems that the Zhuyan Pill is a little redundant!"

Ji Fan can now be very sure that he can maintain his youthful appearance and posture, not because of the Zhuyan Pill at all, but because he has cultivated the Heavenly Dry Zen.

"Shizun and Shiniang really think about the long-term for me, pass on my mastery, the reason why I have been able to get to this point is inseparable from the careful cultivation of the second elder!" Ji Fan thought of the effect of the Astral Disk on him, and the Shura Bajue and Tiankuzen Zen were both peerless.

Master Mu Huaisheng was gone, and Ji Fan also noticed through the Buddha's face that Shi Niang took Huang Yan to the Soul Devouring Demon Sect, and as for Shi Xiu, he returned to the Yan clan.

Over the years, Ji Fan has not forgotten the kindness of the two elders, but he is a big man, but he is no longer a teenager when he treats some things.

Ji Fan didn't know when, getting along with his teacher Ning Anyuan, and had the idea of avoidance, this feeling may be like when he was a child, he didn't have too many thoughts about taking care of his mother helping to take a bath, but when he got older, he had to pay attention to everything.

Ji Fan wasn't sure if his thoughts about Shi Niang's avoidance were a kind of maturity, or because of what.

Respect stops at courtesy, knowing that the master is okay now, Ji Fan doesn't have to worry about anything for the time being.

After the master Ning Anyuan turned around, she got the Xingrui Fox Body, and the path was far better than that of other monks, and the relationship with the Soul Devouring Demon Sect, Ji Fan also knew a little before.

Sometimes, Ji Fan is also wondering if if he sees his wife again, is it limited to asking for peace, maybe his mother is well, which is the most comforting thing for him.

"After all, I'm an old man now!"

Ji Fan smiled in his heart, reluctant to think deeply.

After a long period of time, if the cultivators of the same period as Ji Fan were still alive now, they were undoubtedly already the best in the cultivation world.

Only a few people know that Ji Fan has unusual feelings for Mu Huaisheng and Ning Anyuan.

The flying boat went south, enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way, but Ji Fan's mood was not calm, and he left the north of Cangluan Prefecture, and the memories of the previous scenes frequently appeared in his mind.

After drifting on the river for two days, Ji Fan and the five daughters rode in the same flying boat, and did not come into contact with other boats on the river, which gave Chu Han'er and the five daughters a sense of independence from the world.

The sound of the rushing water is getting louder and louder, and the water flow is also much more turbulent, looking to the south, the water vapor of the big river has made the water vapor as far as the eye can see.

"Master, you're going to the Hanging Stream. ”

Chu Han'er reminded Ji Fan and also asked for his opinion.

"Don't be in a hurry, go down to the hanging stream and go to the Panshi Mountain Range of the first ladder chain of the Qipan River. "Although Ji Fan has never been to the Hanging Stream, through some classics, he has some understanding of the situation here.

"The Rock Mountain Range of the First Ladder Chain is the largest mountain island in the Hanging Stream, should you be placed there?" Chu Han'er also didn't control the flying boat very much, making it more natural to travel in the turbulent river.

"Well, there are some spirit stones here, you can inquire and buy a mansion in Rock City, after the matter is done, the opening of the mansion will be called Ah Mansion, and it will be claimed to be a cultivator family from the Northern Ten Thousand Demon Forest. Ji Fan took out a storage bag and handed it to Chu Han'er to let him do something.

"It's coming!"

It didn't take long for the flying boat to reach the waterfall cliff in a line in the rumbling rapids.

"Bang~~~"

With Chu Han'er swinging slightly, the flying boat was washed out of the waterfall cliff by the current and fell straight to the bottom of the ladder waterfall cliff.

Looking at the rainbow light turned by water vapor, reflecting the peaks of the hanging giant islands in the sky, Ji Fan wiped his eyelids slightly.

"The hanging sky and the stream area are simply watersheds, and it is difficult for mortals to enter the thirteen palaces of Zhou Tian above, and the Firmament Palace is only one of the thirteen palaces of Zhou Tian. "Ji Fan is not sure how sure he can be in a head-on battle with Zhou Tiangong.

For a long time, Ji Fan felt that the disaster was not innocent, even if his father Ji Baofeng was buried in Zhou Tian Palace, he couldn't let everyone be buried with him.

Although the stream below is like a ladder, the water surface of each ladder chain is quite vast, and there are many large and small islands, so that after the waterfall rushes down, it can be eased a lot.

When Chu Han'er drove the flying boat and flew towards the most majestic mountains, the sound of the water hitting the shore of the island was only a slight noise.

"This place is not something that mortals can come, you can't jump up to the waterfall to the north, and the water is rushing down the stream to the south, and it is a life of death if you fall. Ji Fan felt that when he thought of the Rock Mountain Range of the first ladder chain in the stream, he had to have a monk with him.

When he didn't go down the waterfall before, Ji Fan found that some people who couldn't cultivate would find a ferryman monk on the river.

"If it were when I was young, I was afraid that I would take a risk!" Ji Fan didn't have a long time on the river above the waterfall, but he didn't meet anyone who jumped down the waterfall hard.

Chu Han'er drove the flying boat to the shore of the Panshi Mountain Range, and after Ji Fan and the four girls jumped down, the flying boat was put away.

"It's very comfortable. ”

Ji Fan's cloth robe was blown lightly by the breeze, and he showed a bright smile in the face of the sun.

"Dongmei stays, you four go and do something. ”

Ji Fan stretched his waist slightly, and he didn't show the slightest authority, looking like a mortal.

When they arrived at the Panshi Mountain Range, Ji Fan and the others were not interrogated, and at the mouth of the island, there was a gathering of three sects and nine streams, which brought people uneasy.

Unlike Chu Han'er's four daughters who got into the beast car, Ji Fan shook his head with a smile at Dongmei, who was twisting her hair in a bun, with the intention of walking.

Although Ji Fan can control his body weight well, he is reluctant to ride in a sedan chair, sleep on a wooden bed, and do not like the pavilion.

The stone road of the mountain range seems to have fallen into disrepair, not only dilapidated, but also with dirty and smelly ditches, which is very different from the flowers and trees that Ji Fan imagined.

For a long time, Ji Fan felt that the north should be barbarian and the people were more fierce, but he didn't expect that the central hanging stream would be such a scene.

"This is the periphery of the Rock Mountain Range, it's so dirty!" Ji Fan found that the Rock Mountain Range was empty, the monks could fly freely, and no one cared about it.

"Snort~~~"

Not long after following Ji Fan, Dongmei saw that two male monks in the distance were unhappy because of bartering, and a female monk actually walked up to a male monk with a big stab, and suddenly waved her hand to the male monk's neck.

The monk covered the bleeding neck with one hand, and with his eyes wide open, he reached out and grabbed the monk who had turned away, and fell to the ground without looking at her.

"What nonsense to talk to him, people like this, just kill them. The words of the murderous female monk, Ji Fan heard it clearly.

No one cared about the friar's murder, and just after the murdered friar fell, some people began to rob the friar's belongings and corpses.

"Let's go. ”

Regarding the extremely vicious scene in front of him, Ji Fan summoned Dongmei, feeling that he had underestimated the chaos in the Hanging Stream.

Originally, Ji Fan was still thinking about letting Chu Han's five daughters keep a low profile, but when he went up to the Panshi Mountain Range, he was afraid that he would be gnawed to the point that there were no bones left.

Walking deep from the periphery of the Panshi Mountain Range, the scenes of the weak eating the strong that Ji Fan saw along the way abounded.

In the face of some ill-intentioned eyes, if it weren't for Dongmei's cultivation of the eighth layer of qi refining, Ji Fan estimated that both of them would have to be robbed and killed.