Hearing Fan Chuan's words, Zhong Bei was very surprised and shocked, only to see Zhong Bei grabbing his hair in a little panic, but did not open his mouth to answer Fan Chuan's question, the tangled expression on his face was obvious. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fan Chuan looked at Zhong Bei's reaction and knew what Zhong Bei was hesitating, so he laughed loudly: "Haha, Brother Zhong Bei, don't be nervous, I didn't force you to follow me, I was just asking for your opinion, if you want, Elder Ziyue's side, I will naturally go and tell you, if you don't want to, I won't force it." After speaking, Fan Chuan stopped making a sound and quietly waited for Zhong Bei's answer.

As if he had experienced a fierce battle of ideas, he saw Zhong Bei say with a somewhat tired expression: "Sect Master Fanchuan, I ...... I want to go back and personally tell the Master, and then come back to follow the Sect Master, Sect Master, do you see it?"

"Why not? Haha, you go, come to me when you think about it. Fan Chuan said with a smile again.

As Fan Chuan's words fell, Zhong Bei bowed to Fan Chuan and Wan Ling again, then turned around and flew away with the flying sword.

Looking at the direction in which Zhong Bei's figure disappeared, Fan Chuan seemed to be thinking about something, and his expression was stunned.

"Hey, what do you want? You woo Zhong Bei to obey you, what kind of conspiracy is it, quickly recruit from the truth!" Seeing that Fan Chuan was in a daze, Wan Ling raised his hand and patted Fan Chuan's shoulder, pretending to be serious.

"Haha, what conspiracy can I have, I just admire Brother Zhongbei more. ”

"Ghost believes!" Wan Ling said, turned his head and walked away.

"Where are you going, wait for me!" Fan Chuan shouted after Wan Ling.

"Go to the quiet room, aren't your three brothers waiting for you?" Wan Ling stopped, turned to look at Fan Chuan and said.

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot, then let's go immediately!" Fan Chuan spoke, and sacrificed the Shattered Star Flying Sword, which was full of strong green light, and flew towards the direction of the quiet room with Fan Chuan and Wan Ling.

The scenery under his feet was passing by at great speed, and on the way to the flight, the two of them were speechless, Fan Chuan only stood behind Wan Ling, smelling the fragrance emanating from Wan Ling's body, and Wan Ling seemed to be pondering something, and his eyes kept looking ahead.

It wasn't until the Shattered Star Flying Sword landed outside the door of the quiet room that Fan Chuan calmed down, took Wan Ling's hand, and walked into the quiet room where Bai Pingjian and the three of them were cultivating with ease.

Fan Chuan had just walked to the door of the quiet room, and before he could push the door open, he saw that the door of the quiet room opened by itself, and the three of Bai Pingjian stood straight inside the door as if they had been waiting for a long time.

Looking at the appearance of Bai Pingjian and the three of them, Fan Chuan had a trace of joy in his heart, but also a trace of guilt, he was happy that he could have a good talk with his brother, and he was ashamed that he was a little late when he came.

"I kept the three brothers waiting, and I was delayed by some trivial things on the road. Fan Chuan touched his head a little embarrassed as he spoke.

"What did Brother Fan Chuan say, we have just arrived for a while, come in!" First of all, Pu Xuan said out loud, and while speaking, he bent down slightly and invited Fan Chuan and Wan Ling into the inner room.

Seeing Pu Xuan's slightly bent body, Fan Chuan was still a little unaccustomed, even if Fan Chuan wanted to change back to his original appearance in his heart, the estrangement in reality still existed.

"By the way, I forgot to ask the three brothers, have you been cultivating all these years, why didn't you participate in this year's ring competition?" Fan Chuan took Wan Ling's hand, sat on the stone chair in the quiet room, looked at Bai Pingjian and asked.

"Well, yes, it's just...... It's just that the cultivation realm has not improved, and as for this year's ring competition, the three of us want to wait for the cultivation realm to improve before participating, so we can only wait for the next session. Bai Pingjian said with a big grin, and as he spoke, there was a look of shame on his face.

"Don't be discouraged three brothers, it takes a long time to cultivate to improve the cultivation realm, and these three brothers should be more downplayed!" Fan Chuan said earnestly as he looked like an elder.

Then a few people chatted about some things outside of cultivation one after another, and they all enjoyed it, chatting for a long time, Pu Xuan and Shen You gradually let go of the constraints, and it seemed that they were the same as Bai Pingjian, forgetting that Fan Chuan was the identity of the sect master, but let go of it as when they first met Fan Chuan, and Wan Ling also said a few words intentionally or unintentionally on the side.

The few of them chatted day and night for a few days, until the last few of them felt a little tired, and then they gradually stopped talking.

"Thank you to the three brothers for their company these days, I have lived a very fulfilling life these days. Fan Chuan said softly.

Hearing Fan Chuan's words, the three of Bai Pingjian did not speak again, but each had a satisfied expression on their faces.

Suddenly, I saw Fan Chuan clapping his hands, got up and stood up, and said in a gentle tone: "I want to visit the real person in Xia Lingguan, I still have a lot of doubts to ask the real person to solve, so I will leave the three brothers for the time being." After speaking, Fan Chuan clasped his hands into fists and bent over to give a salute to the three of Bai Pingjian.

After listening to Fan Chuan's words, Bai Pingjian and the three of them seemed to suddenly remember Fan Chuan's current identity, and their already relaxed bodies suddenly felt a little nervous, so the three of them immediately bent over and saluted: "Congratulations to Fan Chuanzong...... Brother!"

"Hehe, three brothers take care!" Saying that, Fan Chuan took Wan Ling's little hand again, turned around and walked out of the quiet room, leaving the three Bai Pingjian who were in a daze in the quiet room.

As soon as he walked out of the quiet room, Wan Ling broke free of Fan Chuan's hand, and said with a slightly tired face: "I'm tired, I want to go to Sister Ziyue's place to rest." ”

Hearing Wan Ling's words, Fan Chuan took a closer look at Wan Ling's face, it was indeed a little tired, only to see that Wan Ling's eyes were originally moisturizing Shui Ling's eyes, but at this time they were contaminated with a little mist, like a little sour in their eyes, seeing this, Fan Chuan couldn't help but feel a little distressed, before he only cared about catching up with Bai Pingjian and the three of them, but he neglected Wan Ling, Fan Chuan thought, stretched out his hand and touched Wan Ling's face, and immediately started with a trace of delicate and lubricated feeling, Wan Ling did not resist, let Fan Chuan touch.

"I'm tired of you, Ling'er, I'm sorry. Fan Chuan said softly, although Fan Chuan knew that cultivators could sleep and eat without sleep, it was still difficult for a female cultivator like Wan Ling to insist on talking for several days without taking a break.

Seeing that Fan Chuan was suddenly so affectionate, Wan Ling was a little overwhelmed and a little shy, only to see Wan Ling put Fan Chuan's hand on his face into his hand, and said in a coquettish voice: "I'm fine, just rest for a while, you go to visit Ling Guan Zhenren, I'll wait for you at Sister Ziyue's place, okay?"

"Well, after visiting Lingguan Zhenren, I will go to you in time. Fan Chuan looked at Wan Ling in front of him affectionately and said.

In fact, even Fan Chuan himself doesn't know what's wrong with him now, but he has the truest feeling in his heart, that is, he is very happy when he looks at Wan Ling from his side. Suddenly, I thought of asking Wan Ling if she was willing to go with her in ten years, Wan Ling seemed to be a little reluctant, thinking of this, Fan Chuan was a little sad, it was sad from the heart, so I just wanted to be able to accompany Wan Ling in these ten years.

"Well, then I'll go first!" Saying that, a pink flying sword vaguely appeared under Wan Ling's feet, and as Wan Ling integrated his true qi into the sword body, the pink flying sword slowly rose into the air with Wan Ling, and then flew away at a very fast speed.

Looking at the figure of Wan Ling flying away, Fan Chuan patted his head and temporarily put aside those sad emotions. Then he immediately sacrificed the Shattered Star Flying Sword and flew in the direction of Ling Guan Zhenren's stone chamber.

After the Shattered Star Flying Sword only flew for a while, Fan Chuan saw many stone sculptures looming on the ground under his feet, Fan Chuan immediately landed the Shattered Star Flying Sword, and after putting away the Shattered Star Flying Sword, he shuttled through several sculptures with the same ease, and it didn't take long for Fan Chuan to find the stone room where Ling Guan Zhenren was cultivating.

Counting the last time I left the stone room, it has been decades, but the style of the stone room and some of the surrounding scenery are still the same, and there has not changed a little.

No longer admiring the surrounding scenery, Fan Chuan pushed open the sturdy and heavy door of the stone room, and just stepped into the stone room, before Fan Chuan could speak, suddenly the familiar voice of Ling Guan Zhenren came from the inside of the stone room.

"Fanchuan Xiaoyou is here?"

"Kid Fanchuan came to visit the real person"

"Come in"

The words fell, Fan Chuan paced into the inner room of the stone room, and sure enough, Ling Guan Zhenren was sitting on the stone bed in the inner room at this time, but at this time, Ling Guan Zhenren was wearing a light cyan robe, and the dust that had been held in Ling Guan Zhenren's hand before, but he was nowhere to be found at this time, and after thinking of the shocking battle between Ling Guan Zhenren and the Qing Evil, Fan Chuan was no longer curious.

"Kid meets the real person" After seeing Ling Guan Zhenren, Fan Chuan couldn't help but kneel down again.

"Please also ask Fan Chuan Xiaoyou to get up quickly, no need to be polite, besides, you are now the sect master of the Night Moon Gate, how can you kneel down for me, an old man?" Ling Guan Zhenren did not stand up and walked down the stone bed, but raised his right hand and waved it at Fan Chuan, who was kneeling at this time, as if to let Fan Chuan get up.

"Thank you for the real person"

"Haha, Fan Chuan Xiaoyou said, is there anything to find the old man this time?" Ling Guan Zhenren saw Fan Chuan get up and laughed loudly.

"The real person is wise, the kid came to find the real person this time, in fact, there are two things. Saying that, Fan Chuan tried to look up at Ling Guan Zhenren's reaction, and after seeing that Ling Guan Zhenren did not react, Fan Chuan continued: "The first thing is that the kid wants to know what the real person said about Xuan ** before, because I don't know why, the kid always feels that this rebellion of the Qing Evil has a great connection with Xuan **, and the kid seems to feel that Xuan ** has some conspiracy against our Yeyue Gate." ”

After listening to Fan Chuan's words, Ling Guan Zhenren nodded with satisfaction, stroked his beard with a smile on his face and said: "Haha, it seems that Senior Brother Huaichen let Fan Chuan Xiaoyou inherit the Night Moon Gate, it is not just Fan Chuan Xiaoyou who is a cold body cultivator, Fan Chuan Xiaoyou's wisdom really makes the old man ashamed!"

"The real person is too exalted to be a kid, the kid is just speculating and fanciing. Fan Chuan, who was praised by Ling Guan Zhenren, was a little embarrassed, and rubbed his hands on his clothes twice unnaturally.

"Haha, Fanchuan Xiaoyou doesn't have to be modest, your speculation is completely right, Xuan ** does have a conspiracy against our Yeyue Gate, these days the old man also calmed down and thought about it, maybe Qing Xie and Lin Zhe are just a small chess piece of Xuan **, alas, ......" When he said the last sentence, Ling Guan Zhenren's expression showed a trace of regret, and he sighed to himself.

"Please show it to a real person," Fan Chuan humbly bowed his head and pleaded............