Huaichen looked at Fan Chuan, who was in a state of panic in front of him, and said calmly: " Every hundred years, I will go out to the outside world to find a cultivator with a cold physique to take over the Yeyue Gate, but the bitterness is fruitless, and I am a scattered immortal body, recently I can feel more and more clearly the call of the fairy world, so I am destined to continue to be in charge of the Yeyue Gate, in fact, when I was a cultivator before, I was also a cultivator with a cold physique, and the Yeyue Gate has a rule handed down by the ancestor, that is, the sect master of the Yeyue Gate must be a cultivator with a cold physique, but I hate that the disciples of the Yeyue Gate have never had a disciple of the cold physique until now, since the last time I saw you, I have seen that you are a cultivator with a cold physique that is extremely difficult to have, I was also very surprised at the time, but seeing that you were not my disciple of the Night Moon Gate, and you also injured my disciple, I didn't make a decision at that time, but these days I have seen Ling'er take you so seriously, and under my hard thinking, I still resolutely decided to want you to be the next sect master of the Night Moon Gate" Huaichen finished a bunch of words as if relieved, and after speaking, Huaichen turned around, put his arms behind his back, and looked out of the hall from afar. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After listening to Huaichen's words, Fan Chuan only then knew the cause and effect of the matter, it seems that the most important thing is his cold physique, Fan Chuan can also understand Huaichen's good intentions at this moment, but he still can't accept it, he is not only a disciple of the Guzhen Sect, but also a low cultivation realm, and he is destined not to stay in the Yeyue Gate permanently. So he looked at Huaichen and said: "Huaichen's predecessors' intentions are understood, but the kid is a disciple of the Guzhen Sect, and he is destined not to stay in the Night Moon Gate permanently, and the kid's cultivation realm is not comparable to many disciples in the Night Moon Gate, so it is very difficult to convince the public."

Fan Chuan's opinion of Huaichen has changed a lot at this moment, it seems that he was too narrow-minded before, seeing Huaichen so bothered to contribute to the Yeyue Gate, Fan Chuan thinks that he is a little vulgar.

"You don't have to worry about cultivating to the realm, as long as it is the person I identify, there is no distinction between high and low cultivation realms, in the future, as long as you can lead the Yeyue Gate with your heart, it is only a matter of time before you perceive the realm" Huai Chen said lightly.

"That kid still can't obey his fate, and ask Huaichen's seniors to take it back," Fan Chuan said again.

"I didn't ask you to make a decision now, you can go back and think about it, take a look at the Night Moon Gate, you will find the benefits of the Night Moon Gate," Huai Chen said.

At this time, Wan Ling stood up from the side and said to Fan Chuan: "Fan Chuan, my brother has no intention of imposing this matter on you, you can think about it" Wan Ling also seemed to think that Fan Chuan was the best candidate after listening to the reason that Huai Chen just said, but until today I didn't know that his brother had paid so much for Yeyuemen.

"But I ......" Fan Chuan was a little embarrassed, but he didn't know what to say at this time.

"Ling'er, let him go back first, let him be quiet" Huai Chen looked at Wan Ling lightly and said.

"Brother, he doesn't have a flying sword...... Wan Ling suddenly remembered that Fan Chuan didn't have a flying sword, so he deliberately said to Huai Chen.

"There is no flying sword in the late Yuan Zhen period, maybe, since I have a request for someone, I can't use this Shattered Star Flying Sword anymore" Huaichen took out a flying sword with a green glow out of thin air as he spoke, looked at Fan Chuan and continued: "Boy, take it, just reintegrate it into your own ontological true qi"

Fan Chuan looked at the shining Broken Star Flying Sword in his hand, and felt a little embarrassed, when he met Huai Chen for the first time, the atmosphere between the two was still tense, and it was only a few days, and his attitude had all changed, and now he was going to give himself a flying sword, Fan Chuan didn't know how to deal with it.

"Oh, Fan Chuan, my brother gave it to you, you can take it, this Shattered Star Flying Sword is very powerful," Wan Ling eagerly persuaded on the side.

Fan Chuan didn't think much about it, and after reaching out to take the flying sword, he said respectfully to Huaichen: "Thank you Huaichen seniors for giving the boy the flying sword, but ......"

Before Fan Chuan finished speaking, Wan Ling said "Okay", and then stretched out his hand and pulled Fan Chuan out of Huaichen's palace. Only a frowning Huai Chen was left in the palace, watching the backs of the two disappearing.

"Oh, Miss Wanling, I haven't made it clear to your brother yet, I can't be the sect master of this Night Moon Sect," Fan Chuan, who was outside the palace, said anxiously.

"'Do not do the things of the sect master of the Night Moon Sect, don't make a decision so early, you think about it for a while" Wan Ling looked at Fan Chuan quietly and said, the wind blowing on the mountainside drove Wan Ling's hair, and bursts of incense wafted in.

"How do you think about this?"

"Don't say it yet, you go back to the quiet room to rest first, you already know the way, I won't send you, you can just try the Shattered Star Flying Sword" Wan Ling finished speaking, and without waiting for Fan Chuan's reaction, he turned around and walked into Huaichen's palace again.

Only the anxious Fan Chuan was left on the mountainside blown by the breeze, and seeing that Wan Ling's figure had disappeared into the palace, Fan Chuan no longer thought about it so much, and immediately sacrificed the cold sword he carried with him, and suddenly a chill rushed around, Fan Chuan took out his true qi and merged into the cold sword, and the cold sword flew towards the direction of the quiet room with Fan Chuan.

Second, Wan Ling, who returned to the palace at this time, looked at his elder brother Huai Chen, and said with a solemn face: "Brother, is what you just said true?

"Ling'er don't worry, my brother knows in his heart, I told Fan Chuan these words today, this is just a symbolic test of him, the result I want is that he doesn't agree now, if he really agrees to me immediately, then I really have to reconsider the matter of the sect master for the Yeyue Gate" Huai Chen said confidently.

"It seems that my brother has his own plans, but Ling'er begged my brother not to be too embarrassed by Fanchuan," Wan Ling said a little shyly.

Huaichen turned his head and looked at Wan Ling with a wicked smile and said, "Could it be that Ling'er really likes this kid?"

"What did my brother say, I didn't have it, but I felt that since I saved him in the Night Moon Gate, I had to be responsible for not letting him be bullied in the Night Moon Gate" Wan Ling finished speaking, his face was like a ripe red apple.

Huaichen looked at the blushing Wan Ling with a smile, didn't say anything, waved his sleeves and turned around and walked into the palace room.

Looking at the quiet room of the building that gradually appeared in front of him for the cultivators of the Night Moon Gate to rest, Fan Chuan took a fancy to a flat area that was still some distance away from the quiet room, and tried to stop the cold sword there.

Retracting the cold sword, Fan Chuan strode in the direction of the quiet room.

Walking to the door of the quiet room, Fan Chuan decided to go first to see if the three of Bai Pingjian had taken pills to cultivate according to the method he said, thinking about it, Fan Chuan pushed open the door of the ashram where the three of Bai Pingjian were meditating.

As soon as he walked into the quiet room, he saw Bai Pingjian, Pu Xuan, and Shen You sitting cross-legged and cultivating with their eyes closed, so that Fan Chuan's entry did not attract the attention of the three of them, and Fan Chuan didn't want to disturb the three of them to continue cultivating, so he quietly withdrew and went to the quiet room, turned around and walked into a quiet room next door.

Sitting on the stone chair in the quiet room, Fan Chuan recalled his various encounters during this time, first he was injured and appeared at the Night Moon Gate for no reason, and then he was told that he could only go out of the Night Moon Gate after fifty years, and now he was chosen to take over the Night Moon Gate, Fan Chuan sighed that all this was too much like a dream, it felt very unreal, it felt like a wordless drama.

Fan Chuan, who was thinking about it in his memories, gradually settled down, and Fan Chuan knew that it was not easy to settle down once, so he immediately took out the Lingji Jian left by Lao Bai Shizun for himself, and wanted to seriously understand the profound cultivation method in the Lingji Jian, but after browsing in the Lingji Jian for a long time, Fan Chuan could only peek into the corner of the profound cultivation method in the Lingji Jian, and he always felt that there was a little bit of it, but he didn't know where it was missing. Fan Chuan was afraid that if he drilled the horns like this again, he might lead to a madness, so he immediately pulled his mind out of the spirit collection Jane.

After putting away the spirit collection Jane, Fan Chuan quietly comprehended his own cultivation realm, just like the last time he comprehended, he was in the late stage of the Yuanzhen period, and there seemed to be signs of breaking through the Yuanzhen period and entering the realization period, but it was not obvious.

After relaxing his body, Fan Chuan sat on the stone chair in a daze, his mood was a little disordered, he didn't know where he should go next, and he couldn't contact the outside world. Fan Chuan always felt that Ling Guan Zhenren was a hidden master, and he couldn't help but have a trace of admiration in his heart.

No longer staying, Fan Chuan immediately got up and pushed open the door and walked towards Ling Guan Zhenren's stone room.

Walking the road that Pu Xuan took himself last time, after a while, Fan Chuan saw the stone room surrounded by stone carvings, Fan Chuan walked over quickly, and when he approached the stone room, he saw that the door of the stone room was open, Fan Chuan didn't think much about it, and walked into the stone room with steps.

"Is Ling Guan really here, the kid is coming to visit you," Fan Chuan shouted into the humble stone chamber.

"Haha, the speed at which Fan Chuan Xiaoyou turned back to me was even faster than I expected, did you encounter something difficult to choose?" Ling Guan Zhenren's voice came from the inner room of the stone room. It echoed in the stone chamber for a long time.

After hearing this, Fan Chuan walked into the stone room, and sure enough, he saw Ling Guan Zhenren sitting on the stone bed, Fan Chuan bowed to Ling Guan Zhenren and said: "Boy Fan Chuan meets Ling Guan Zhenren, how does the real person know that it is difficult for the kid to come to find the real person?" Fan Chuan said respectfully, his eyes looked straight at Ling Guan Zhenren.

"Haha, the old man has already calculated it, it seems that the old man's calculation is still accurate" Ling Guan said with a smile to himself.

Hearing Ling Guan Zhenren's words, Fan Chuan seemed to think of something, and then said eagerly: "Did the real person already know that the kid had a cold physique?"

Ling Guan Zhenren looked at Fan Chuan, smiled and nodded, but did not speak.

Fan Chuan said eagerly: "Could it be that the real person already knows that the Huaichen Sect is going to let me take over the Night Moon Gate?"

"Haha, not only do I know that Huaichen wants you to take over the Yeyue Gate, but I also know that you will definitely not agree, and you will definitely come back to me to tell me about it. Ling Guan said with a smile.

Fan Chuan marveled at Ling Guan Zhenren's wisdom in his heart, in fact, Fan Chuan should have thought of this a long time ago, since Ling Guan Zhenren was Huaichen's senior brother, no matter how reclusive Ling Guan Zhenren was, he would definitely know something about Yeyue Gate more or less.

"It's the kid who is stupid, please ask a real person to give me a lesson or two" Fan Chuan lowered his head and sighed, looked at Ling Guan Zhenren and said............