Embarking on the road back to the Guzhen sect again, Fan Chuan felt very embarrassed.

Since starting from Muji City, the distance to reach the Guzhen Sect is not too far, so Fan Chuan flew away with Wanling, from the sky above Muji City, towards the north, and you can also enjoy the scenery on the ground along the way, which can be regarded as a confirmation of nostalgia.

During the flight, Wan Ling hugged Fan Chuan's waist, poked his head out of Fan Chuan's arms, looked at Fan Chuan, and said loudly: "Xianggong, is there anyone I know in this Guzhen faction?"

Fan Chuan thought for a while, frowned, and said, "There shouldn't be, but I remember that Bai Pingji, Shen You, and Pu Xuan have stayed in the Lonely True Sect, and I don't know if they are still in the Lonely True Sect." ”

"The three of them, really, I haven't seen them in a long time...... Wan Ling said in surprise, "I think they should still be in the Lonely True Sect!"

"Huh?" Fan Chuan was surprised: "How can you be so sure?"

Wan Ling pouted and said, "Do you think, how often does the Mountain God Gate of the Night Moon Gate open, and if the Mountain God Gate is not opened, they will definitely have to stay in the Guzhen Sect." ”

Fan Chuan smiled and said, "You forgot what I told you before, the Mountain God Gate has been broken by the Floating Immortal Qi Kang, and besides, from the retrograde passage of the Xuanyin, you can also return to the Night Moon Gate." ”

"Okay......" Wan Ling seemed a little lost.

Fan Chuan touched Wan Ling's little head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, even if they are not in the Guzhen Sect, when we return to the Yeyue Gate, won't you all see them? Besides, the disciples in my Guzhen Sect are kind and approachable, okay." ”

"Cut, you still call yourself my Lonely True Sect, you can't come back once in a hundred years, I'm afraid they have forgotten about you!" Wan Ling smiled deliberately.

"Let's see!" Fan Chuan was very confident.

Soon, the two of them flew and came to the main gate of the Lone True Sect.

After landing, Fan Chuan began to observe the changes of the Guzhen Sect, which was obviously different from before, not only were there a few more Xiuzhen disciples who were responsible for guarding outside the main gate, but the courtyard wall was also much higher than before, and the fortifications were significantly strengthened.

Fan Chuan calmed down his emotions, and felt a little anticipation and excitement in his heart, after all, it took so long to come back, this is what Fan Chuan thinks is home, go home, what a dazzling word Fan Chuan is.

Wan Ling seemed to be very excited, kept stopping, and pointed: "Hey, Fan Chuan, what do you think that's for? It's so high......" Wan Ling was looking at a tall tower on the right side of the Guzhen Sect at this time.

Fan Chuan looked at it, thought about it, and then replied loudly: "That should be the Sword Academy of the Guzhen Sect." ”

"Sword Academy, how could the Sword Academy be in the tower?" Wan Ling wondered.

Fan Chuan shook his head and said, "Specifically, I don't know much about it, but I have a disciple named Zheng Tang, who seems to be in charge of the Sword Academy." ”

"Oh, I can't see it, you still have disciples. Wan Ling made another wave of taunts.

Fan Chuan shrugged his shoulders and said calmly: "Hey, there's no way, who made us heroic!"

"Go, go, don't stink in front of me!"

The two of them walked with laughter and laughter, and soon came to the main gate of the Lone True Sect.

The Xiuzhen disciples guarding the Guzhen Sect seemed to have noticed the arrival of Fan Chuan and Wan Ling a long time ago, but it was only after Fan Chuan and Wan Ling approached the main gate that two of the Xiuzhen disciples stepped forward.

"Who is here, what is the noble matter of my Guzhen Sect?" asked aloud while guarding the cultivation disciple to give a salute.

Hearing the questioning of the guarding Xiuzhen disciple, Wan Ling seemed to have found an opportunity, so he hurriedly sneered at Fan Chuan: "Look at it, look at it, I'll just say it, people don't know you anymore." ”

Fan Chuan ignored Wan Ling, looked at the guard cultivator with a smile, and said slowly: "This brother, dare to ask who your master is?"

Seeing that Fan Chuan was very gentle and had no malicious intentions, the guard Xiuzhen disciple politely replied, "Oh, the master below is Qiu Chen, the second disciple of the Guzhen Sect. ”

Hearing the name of the acquaintance, Fan Chuan suddenly became interested, and said loudly: "Qiu Chen? Oh, then I bother you to report your master, and say that his uncle and ancestor are back." ”

"Uncle Ancestor of the Lower Master, could it be that you are ......?"

"Don't guess, go and report, go and report, by the way: I miss your master. Fan Chuan smiled.

The guards and cultivators seemed to notice that Fan Chuan was unusual, so they hurriedly rushed back to the Guzhen Sect and went to report.

After leaving two Xiuzhen disciples to report, there were still six Xiuzhen disciples left outside the main gate, so Fan Chuan looked at one of them and asked loudly: "This brother, dare to ask who is presiding over the Guzhen Sect now?"

The Xiuzhen disciple who was asked by Fan Chuan seemed to be very polite, but he didn't recognize Fan Chuan, so he saw him bow slightly and salute: "Hui Shaoxia, at the moment, my uncle and ancestor of the head of the Guzhen Sect are not here, and all matters are in charge of Master Uncle Zuo Yin and Second Uncle Qiu Chen, if Shaoxia has something to find my master uncle and second uncle, please wait for ...... time."

"Oh, okay, okay, I'm just going to come back and see. Fan Chuan smiled.

After waiting for a while, Fan Chuan recalled the scene when he first came to the Guzhen Sect, and now he came back, but it was completely different, he was just a small cultivator at that time, but now he is an immortal, and he is still the prince of the East Palace of the Immortal Realm, which makes Fan Chuan sigh that time is in a hurry.

It didn't take long for Fan Chuan to hear a familiar voice from within the Guzhen Sect, and only to hear that voice seemed to be questioning the disciples of the guarding Xiuzhen.

"You promise that you didn't cheat into being a teacher? Uncle Ancestor of the Teacher, that is the Master Uncle of the Sect, do you know who it is? His old man has been away from here for many years, why did he come back suddenly? If you dare to deceive your teacher, the teacher will never spare you!"

Fan Chuan naturally heard this, it must have been Qiu Chen's tone.

Then I only heard the guard Xiuzhen disciple's frightened response: "Master, I ...... I don't dare to deceive you, that man said that he was your uncle, so I hurried to report it to you......!"

"But what?" Qiu Chen asked.

Although the voice of the disciple guarding Xiuzhen was small, it was clearly heard by Fan Chuan, and he only heard him whisper: "But the person who claims to be your senior uncle and ancestor is ...... It's not an old man, it's just that the hair is white, but the face is young, younger than you......"

"Go, you go out of the way for the teacher! The teacher said this, just a respect for the uncle of the sect, do you understand?

"Yes, yes, it is ...... that the master disciplines is the one"

Fan Chuan stood outside the main gate of the Guzhen Sect, listening to the conversation between the master and apprentice in the main gate, and couldn't help but want to laugh, but he was in the way of the six Xiuzhen disciples in front of him, so as not to be embarrassed.

But the more Fan Chuan listened, the more he couldn't help it, and in the end, Fan Chuan had no choice but to face the main gate of the Guzhen Sect, and pulled out a trace of immortal energy, and shouted: "Qiu Chen, don't grind, it's really me back!"

Fan Chuan's shout sounded extremely clear to others because of the addition of immortal energy, even if it was hundreds of miles in radius, it felt like it was shouted in his ear.

Sure enough, as soon as Fan Chuan's shout went out, there was no dialogue between Qiu Chen and his disciples in the Guzhen Sect, and some were just hurried footsteps, and Fan Chuan noticed that not only Qiu Chen's hurried footsteps, but after Fan Chuan's shout, the entire Guzhen Sect seemed to be agitated, and there were endless intermittent footsteps gushing out everywhere.

Fan Chuan hurriedly closed his ears, for fear of being deafened by the sound of footsteps.

After the shouting, just a moment, I saw Qiu Chen with two disciples appear at the main gate, and also looked at Fan Chuan.

Fan Chuan looked at Qiu Chen and felt that he had not changed much, but there were slight wisps of beard on his lips, which was different from the previous ease and chic, but he felt a lot more mature and stable.

"Qiu Chen, long time no see. Fan Chuan smiled.

However, at this time, Qiu Chen seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, but fortunately, the disciple next to him poked him in the shoulder, which made Qiu Chen suddenly wake up.

"Really...... It's really the master of the sect!" Qiu Chen almost used all his strength and shouted hoarsely, and at the same time, he ran towards Fan Chuan.

Fan Chuan was not taboo, and walked a few steps towards Qiu Chen, and the two big men hugged each other in an instant.

This hug lasted for a while, until Wan Ling on the side shouted "Hey, hey, hey", which made Qiu Chen embarrassed to let go of Fan Chuan.

"Uh...... Uncle Sect Master, I'm ...... I'm so happy, I didn't expect you to really come back, it's a bit rude, and I hope that the master and uncle don't mind!" Qiu Chen's excitement didn't seem to have retreated, and his words were a little unfavorable.

"Haha......" Fan Chuan said with a hearty smile: "Qiu Chen, Qiu Chen, there is no need to be as polite as me, aside from the etiquette of the Guzhen faction, you and I are good brothers, right?"

"Yes, yes......" Qiu Chen nodded, suddenly seemed to think of something, and hurriedly shook his head and said: "No, no, no, you are the master of the sect, don't be so joking...... You're coming back suddenly, I'm ...... I'm really ......."

"Alright, alright. Fan Chuan smiled and patted Qiu Chen's shoulder, and continued to speak: "Speak well, I'm not dead and alive, why make such a fuss." ”

"No, no, Uncle Ancestor, I didn't mean that, it's just that last time at the Muji City Thanksgiving Conference, you were arrested, and we all thought it was ......"

"They all thought I was going to die, didn't they? No wonder, I really almost got back in place...... " Fan Chuan sighed.

Qiu Chen seemed to notice Fan Chuan's long white hair, so he asked out loud: "Uncle Sect Master, where have you been all these years......?

Fan Chuan smiled and waved his hand and said, "Don't mention it, I'll talk about it slowly in the future, as for this hair, it became ...... by itself when it was cultivating immortals."

"What?" Qiu Chen said in horror, "Could it be ...... Could it be that the Master Uncle of the Palm Sect is already an immortal body?"

Fan Chuan didn't want to hide it, so he smiled and nodded, indicating confirmation.

After getting Fan Chuan's confirmation, Qiu Chen was even more panicked, seeing that he completely disregarded his own image, and took the lead in kneeling down on one knee in front of Fan Chuan and said, "Congratulations to the master uncle of the Palm Sect on his success in cultivating immortals!"

Fan Chuan shook his head with a wry smile, but he immediately helped Qiu Chen up, and then said loudly: "Qiu Chen, what are you doing? ”

However, Qiu Chen didn't listen to Fan Chuan's words, but instead looked at the eight guards and cultivators at the main gate of the Guzhen Sect, only to see that Qiu Chen's face seemed to be a little ugly, and then only heard Qiu Chen shout at the eight guarding cultivators: "All kneel!" ......

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