"Just say it's me!"

When Jade Ruyi descended in the Bihong Mountains, Ji Fan jumped down from Zhitou and sighed helplessly.

"Master, the master won't be worried about your agility and want to push you again, right?" After Hua Feihua got rid of the jade Ruyi, she said to Ji Fan with a little surprise.

Ji Fan didn't respond to Hua Feihua, in his mind, he hadn't been urging the agility, just one reason.

"I'm afraid that in the eyes of Shi Niang, this is the final struggle, after the immortal demon tribulation, it is the right stage for me to exert my strength!" Ji Fan thought silently in his heart.

"Maybe a little early, but I can't wait any longer, rush up, step into the top and fight those guys. Ning Anyuan actually whispered the words.

"Nerve-wracking!"

Ji Fan turned his head and smiled bitterly, he knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, but he didn't feel that it was in his own interests to compete with others.

Unlike Ning Anyuan, who took the three small ones to visit the Venerable Elder of the Bihong Sect, Ji Fan and Hua Feihua walked towards the huge tree stump in the center of the twelve mountain peaks.

"This tree stump is an incredible thing, containing extremely majestic vitality. Ji Fan looked at the stump like the peak base in the distance, and whispered to Hua Feihua.

"Obviously not dead, does the master think it has spiritual intelligence?" Hua Feihua's worry was not only about this huge tree stump, but because she also felt that her master Ning Anyuan was too radical.

"The tree's mind seems to be misty. ”

Ji Fan smiled a little meaningfully, as if he didn't have any good calculations.

"To be able to grow such a huge ancient tree, it must be that the leylines of the Bihong Sect are also quite extraordinary. Hua Feihua understood what Ji Fan meant.

"I can't generate agility yet, and it's difficult to induce the astral disk to absorb the spatial aura here for the time being. Ji Fan, who was wearing a scarf, muttered.

"There is also the Jiugong Mountain Range, which is a Jiugong Bagua Array the day after tomorrow, and below the Zhonggong Peak, there seems to be an ancient treasure. Ji Fan was obviously thinking about the Jiugong Mountain Range.

Compared with competing with others, Ji Fan attaches more importance to finding opportunities and interests.

"After all, there may not be much left in the Ancient Treasure Secret Realm now. Although Hua Feihua's words were not spoken, she could recognize the situation.

Ji Fan has been hidden for so many years, but it doesn't mean that others will be unmoved, and the opportunities that still exist in the four seas of Kyushu in the Spirit Ruins Realm are far less than some people think.

Everyone has their own chances, Ji Fan has cultivated for more than 400 years, and everyone has brought out a lot of the ancient Tibetan secret realm in Cangluan Prefecture.

Close to the location of the huge tree stump, the shouting and shouting are endless, although there are very few elders of the strength of the major sects, but many disciples have already arrived early to set up stalls around the battle platform, and the things are dazzling, and it is even more lively than the fang market in the city.

"It seems that after the Immortal Demon Tribulation, the cultivation world should have flourished a lot. Ji Fan took Hua Feihua and just walked around the battle platform casually.

"I heard from my sister, many of the rising stars in the cultivation world have begun to emerge, and some of the monks of the older generation have gradually retired. Hua Feihua said with a little emotion.

"There are rising stars at any time, and it's not just this batch, the older generation of strong people are destined to be replaced. Ji Fan remembered those who died at his hands.

"If it's like what my master said, wouldn't I have been replaced before I became famous in the world?" Hua Feihua chuckled.

"You can be regarded as a new powerhouse, but this world is not yours. Ji Fan glanced at Hua Feihua and signaled her not to think too beautifully.

Sensing a faint perceptual snoop, Ji Fan and Hua Feihua found a place to sit down near the tree stump as if they were all right, as if waiting for the Xiling Bang Dabi to start.

Some of the junjie of the younger generation, most of whom are surrounded by some disciples, have obviously become the core figures among the younger generations of the sect.

"I don't know who it is. ”

It wasn't until the feeling of watching disappeared for a while that Hua Feihua said to Ji Fan.

"The monks around this battle platform, the strong people who hide their strength are not just us, this time the Xiling List is more careful. Ji Fan cautiously whispered to Hua Feihua.

Compared with the activity of the younger generation of various forces, Ji Fan and Hua Feihua almost do not contact people, but just observe the situation silently.

Each of the twelve peaks of the Bihong Mountains has a slightly different color, and the reason for this is that the wood spirits that grow on each peak are different.

In addition to the twelve peaks of the Earth Mountain Range, there are more large and small peaks suspended in the sky, and even during the day and night, they will cause some shadows inside and outside the Bihong Mountain Range.

On the day of the beginning of the Xiling Bang, the monks around Bihongtai gathered more than 1,000 people, and Fanbang, tribes, and small dynasties came to worship.

People with identities from all sides also appeared, among which the Bihong Sect, the Blood Feather Sect, the Flying Star Cliff, the Thunder Brake Tower, the Dingchan Temple, the Huangji Sect, the Tiangang Gate, and the Nine Palaces Sect attracted people's attention.

Compared with the big sects in Hanging Rock Prefecture, the scattered cultivators who came to participate in the grand event were undoubtedly much weaker.

Whenever someone with extraordinary status came to the battle platform, the disciples of the Bihong Sect would answer loudly.

Ji Fan took Hua Feihua under the battle platform, more like a person watching the excitement.

"Nine Palace Sect Dao Xuanmen Ning An Yuan is long. As a young disciple of the Bihong Sect signed up, the branches of the huge tree stump gradually stretched out.

"What are you doing down there, and you haven't come up yet?"

When everyone on the west side of the battle platform got out of the way, Ning Anyuan took three small ones, and what he said was obviously to summon Ji Fan who was looking at the sky.

"Let's go up. ”

Ji Fan's expression was calm, and he was carried into the air by Hua Feihua.

In the big competition of the Xiling List in Hanging Rock Prefecture, if Ji Fan didn't follow his master Ning Anyuan, he would really be a little relieved.

In Ji Fan's opinion, it is still very dangerous to show up in the Xiling Bang Dabi in Hanging Rock Prefecture, and it is also inconsistent with his way of survival.

With the changes in the environment and experience, people will also change, but the instability of the teacher Ning Anyuan made Ji Fan's cognition not very adaptable.

"The Great Competition of the Western Spirit List starts with the low-level monks. "Ning Anyuan has the intention of letting Ji Fan fight.

Ji Fan smiled and didn't say anything, in fact, he wanted to ask Shi Niang if there was anything unusual after getting Xingrui Fox's body, but when the words came to his mouth, he held back.

"Whew!"

The branches that grew and stretched from the stump steadily supported Ji Fan and the others, and when they went up to the mid-air on the periphery of the battle platform, they could already clearly see the strong men of all forces.

Ji Fan sat on the broad branches, crossed his legs, looked around at the various forces, and roughly estimated the situation.

"Uncle Ning, the low-level disciples who participated in the big competition have to register for the lottery. "A girl from the Nine Palace Sect flew over, with the intention of inquiring about Ning Anyuan.

"Mingxiang, you go with Twilight. ”

Ning Anyuan motioned for Hua Feihua to follow to help, and called her pseudonym.

"There are a lot of disciples from the Nine Palace Sect who participated in the Great Competition, and I am afraid that this Western Spirit List will not be completed in ten days and a half months. Seeing Hua Feihua take the small one to the place where a large group of Nine Palace Sect disciples were on the battle platform, Ji Fan couldn't help but sigh.

"Feel the atmosphere of being surrounded by strong enemies, you can't hide if you want to. Ning Anyuan said to Ji Fan with a smile.

"At this time, the timing is really terrible to compete for the so-called glory!" Ji Fan was expressionless, muttering silently in his heart, but he did not refute Shi Niang face to face.

Just by sitting on the branches, Ji Fan could feel the gazes of many strong people, wanting to see through him.

"This time in the Xiling List, it seems that there is a terrible person from the Dao Xuanmen!" On the east side of the battle platform, the young woman with a veil covering her face looked at Ji Fan and said to an old man with wrinkled skin.

At first glance, the old man's skin looks like a dry orange peel, but on closer inspection, the folds of his skin are like ancient carvings.

"Is that tall young man with a strong and straight body?" the old man didn't look at Ji Fan, and asked with a light smile.

"His aura seems to be a little strange, just like a mortal warrior, as far as I know, his combat power at his peak should be very terrifying. "Zhong Xiyan, the young woman who covered her face with a scarf, although she was one of the nine demon emperors of the Earth Demon Realm, she minded Ji Fan very much.

In Zhong Xiyan's opinion, a strong person like Ji Fan can't feel anything, which may be the biggest weirdness.

In the morning, Ji Fan only felt that the battle platform was busy inside and outside, and before Dabi started, there were people from all sides who walked around to visit, among which some cultivation families and Fanbang were more active.

"In the troubled times of the past, these big sects in the western part of Hanging Rock Prefecture can still stand, it is indeed not to be underestimated!" On the branches on the periphery of the battle platform, Ji Fan even found several immortal cultivators.

"That's the head of the Blood Feather Sect, Ying Zhen. ”

Ning Anyuan looked towards a tree stump branch that was not too far away, and motioned to Ji Fan for a girl in a red dress.

"Lin Hui Cliff of Flying Star Cliff. ”

Ning Anyuan once again motioned to Ji Fan to the other sect force wearing a small coat, revealing a man with solid muscles.

"Ruan Daqian of Leisha Tower. ”

Ning Anyuan set her eyes on the thin man.

Ji Fan didn't want Ning Anyuan to be so obvious, and he couldn't help but feel that he couldn't sit still.

In fact, there is no need for Ning Anyuan to say that Ji Fan also has some feelings for the strong people of all forces.

A bald fat monk in Dingchan Temple is very powerful, Huangjizong is a brocade-robed man, and Tiangangmen is a white-eyed man with sideburns and a sword.

Ji Fan secretly adjusted his mood, and on the surface, he calmed down again.

After a while, Ji Fan slowly got up on the branch and saluted Ning Anyuan to leave.

Ji Fan, who fell from the branches and fell from the stump under the battle platform, went to the woods west of the battle platform, thinking more about everything in the Xuanyin Sect, Ning Anyuan at that time, although her cultivation and strength could not be compared with this time, she was so gentle.

"Maybe I've changed, wouldn't it be good to follow my master's arrangement. Ji Fan whispered, as if to convince himself.

Ji Fan, who came to the woods and sat under an ancient tree, wanted to let go of his chaotic thoughts as much as possible, but he couldn't help but always think of the past.

The afternoon sun passed through the woods, and Hua Feihua came to find her.

Seeing that Hua Feihua just came over and didn't speak, Ji Fan couldn't help but sigh secretly, she used to be a showman, and she has been a lot more stable over the years.