"Okay, good...."Wang Shan, the most grumpy of the Six Sects, roared in a low voice, and then jumped high, and the huge bronze giant axe smashed towards the opposite side!

"Since that person is hiding his head and showing his tail, it just so happens that your name is Fang Lang!, I'll fight you first!!"

Wang Shan's thick roar resounded in the ring, and the other five people were also holding back a fire in their hearts!

Furious and imminent!

Yuexin pulled out a thin-bladed scimitar, lowered her body, and rushed towards Fang Lang in an instant! A black shadow flashed in front of her! Sparks overflowed between the blades in an instant! Mo Bai stopped in front of her with a stride!

The Dan flame in Zhou Kang's hand slowly ignited, covering his hands! A thin sword stabbed at him unguardedly, he looked at the slender woman in front of him who was blocking him, and without hesitation, he slammed into it!

Bang!

Fang Lang flashed in embarrassment, Wang Shan's axe like splitting Hua Mountain! The expression in his eyes changed several times, and he interacted with cold and cunning several times, and suddenly a cloud and mist were surging and entangled, and the figure of a cold woman was scattered.

"Your opponent is me. ”

Murong Xin said in a calm voice.

On the other side, Wang Shan showed a fierce smile, and Fang Lang held up the sword blade of Sun Ling who was attacking on the side! That dwarf blocked Zhao Wen's sneak attack behind him!

The battle is all over the place!

"Okay! Since that person is not here, we might as well have a good fight!" Lan Qing's eyes were burning with flames at this moment, looking at Ling Zhan, who had the strongest momentum on the opposite side, and charged away fiercely!

Ling Zhan didn't have words, but his fighting spirit was high!

"Sweep!"

The most common starting move of the gun is shouted by the two at the same time!

"Eight Desolations!"

"Eight Desolations!"

Bang!

In the center of the ring, the two figures collided mercilessly like chariots charging on the battlefield!

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......

Zang Jue Peak, the disciple on duty dozed off, his hands weakly supported his sleepy head, drowsy.

And in the gate of the entrance of the deep Tibetan Peak, there was a sudden sound of slight footsteps, and the sunlight that shone obliquely into the uninhabited hall illuminated his upper body, and a cute little fox was sleeping in the man's arms.

He slowly walked through the front hall of Zangjue Peak, and the footsteps of him alone in the empty hall sounded.

Click.

Click.

Click.

The disciple on duty whose head slipped from his hand looked at the unmanned hall with sleepy eyes.

Sure enough, at this time, how could there be someone in Zangjue Peak.

Then he lay down on the table with peace of mind, and at this time, the entrance door of the main hall closed gently.

The young man slowly walked out of the temple gate, step by step out of the dividing line between the main hall and the shadows outside, and the sunlight slowly rose above him, brightening his incomparably handsome face.

Ink eyes and white hair, moonlight and starry face.

Feng Ran squinted his eyes lightly, revealing incomparably deep pupils in his scattered white hair, and looked up at the sunlight outside.

"It's been a long time since it's been out. ”

The child in his arms seemed to have woken up because of the warm sunshine, stretching lazily in Feng Ran's arms, yawning a little.

"Ahh ”

"Oh, do you think so too?" Feng Ran laughed lightly, and suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Yan Wufeng in the distance.

"Something interesting seems to be happening there. Feng Ran suddenly struggled with a look: "Well, if you didn't come to me, then I'll do everything as if everything happened." ”

Feng Ran suddenly smiled freely, as if he had let go of a troublesome burden, and was about to walk outside, when he suddenly felt that the corners of his clothes were being pulled.

Looking back, it turned out to be a huge green crane, beautiful body shape, tall and beautiful crane neck, different from the usual black and white white crane, this is a blue and white interlaced crane, white feathers, a faint cyan dyed on the tail feathers, and wings, people are extremely loved.

And this elegant and beautiful green crane is gently tugging at the corner of Feng Ran's clothes with his beak to prevent him from leaving.

Feng Ran suddenly showed an expression of 'still like this', and smiled gently at the green crane, "You're here to pick me up?"

Xiao'er also jumped on Feng Ran's shoulder, stretched out his little paws, and looked like he wanted to touch it, and the green crane released its beak, nodded with a clear cry, and then turned around and spread its huge wings, signaling Feng Ran to sit up.

Feng Ran looked at this spiritual green crane and said, "It's okay, I've been bothering here for three months, and I should say hello well." ”

Then he sat on the back of the green crane with his arms, and then the green crane lightly flapped his huge wings, flew into the clouds from the ground with a roar, and flew towards the direction of the mountain behind the Tibetan Peak.

In the clouds, the white clouds floating around him, there is not a trace of flickering star lines emerging, Feng Ran sat on the back of the green crane, looking down on the corner of the Taishang Tianshan Mountain, the green crane seemed to flap its wings gently, but the speed was indeed extremely fast, after a while, Feng Ran felt that the flow of the air was getting faster and faster, and then the green crane landed towards a lake.

Call!

Qinghe lightly flapped his wings, fanned up a puff of dust on the ground, and slowly fell to the ground, Fengran jumped off the back of Qinghe, looking at the clear lake behind the mountain behind Zangjue Peak, and the surrounding bamboo pavilion that did not even have a yard.

The open living room is empty on one side, directly facing the Tan Lake water, at a glance, the small case, incense, screen, lily of the valley blooming by the window in the bamboo pavilion, the green pothos hanging on the eaves, and the bamboo old man sitting by the desk and drinking tea.

Seeing Feng Ran jump down, Zhu Lao raised his head lightly and glanced at him: "Coming?"

"Well, here we are. Feng Ran nodded with a chuckle.

"Sit down, I grow my own tea. Zhu Lao said again.

"Then you're welcome. Feng Ran stepped up the bamboo steps of the Bamboo Pavilion, stepped on the bamboo mat, sat opposite the bamboo elder, picked up the cup of tea, and took a sip gently.

The entrance of the tea is extremely bitter and difficult to swallow, and all kinds of bitterness permeate the mouth, even a little more bitter than traditional Chinese medicine.

"Good tea. Feng Ran sighed and took another sip.

"You're the first person to say that with admiration on your face. Zhu Lao looked at his tea and said lightly.

"Oh? Zhu Lao definitely didn't mean that I was the first, I thought about it, heh, it should be that the last person who said this was not my expression. Feng Ran said casually, his attention was on the cup of tea in his hand.

"The last one?" Zhu Lao recalled, and then shook his head: "Lost soul, embarrassed, not the same!"

Feng Ran smiled and didn't answer, Zhu Lao looked at the young man sitting opposite him, thinking that he could see his reality after looking at it again, but he still couldn't see through it, he couldn't see through, what was hidden under the indifferent smile of this young man who smiled lightly as if he didn't care about anything, Zhu Lao still didn't know.

"I don't know what Elder Zhu told me to do?" Feng Ran raised his head and looked at this old man with a long look in his eyes, the bamboo cane was on his lap, if Feng Ran said that in this life, the people he came into contact with, intuitively speaking, this old man gave Feng Ran a feeling that was even stronger than the Yun Xianhe he saw last time.

A cultivation above the Heavenly Realm that is even higher than the Cloud Predecessors?

Wang Xuan??

Zhu Lao looked at him, there was no panic on the young man's handsome and extraordinary face, and there was only incomparable tranquility and indifference in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

"I, I'm just an ordinary disciple. Feng Ran smiled casually.

Zhu Lao shook his head, picked up the teacup and tasted it, and said lightly: "About a month ago, the inner hall of Zangjue Peak erupted with a peak momentum, and then disappeared in an instant, although it did not reappear after that, there was always a faint aura. ”

As he spoke, Zhu Lao put down the teacup, looked straight at Feng Ran, and said in an extremely confirmed tone, "It's you." ”

Feng Ran looked at him stunned for a moment, and then shook helplessly: "Alas, it's indeed me." ”

"Rebirth?" said a word that made Feng Ran's heart sway.

Then Feng Ran shook his head: "That's not it." ”

Just when Feng Ran didn't know how to explain to this unfathomable old man, Zhu Lao slowly spoke: "I think so too, in fact, I don't care about this, although your eyes are perfectly disguised, but I don't think you are like an ordinary youth, so I just think directly, I don't care about your origin, your identity, and your purpose doesn't seem to be to threaten the Tianshan Mountain, this time I called you, that is, to drink tea." ”

Feng Ran was silent, and then smiled: "Actually, I originally wanted to go to the Ten Thousand Sects, but now I think that Taishang Tianshan seems to be good, and there are interesting people like Zhu Lao." ”

After speaking, the two smiled in unison, which was also strange, an old man over 100 years old, and a young man less than 20 years old, sitting together like old friends, drinking tea and chatting.

"I stayed in the Tibetan Secret Peak for three months without eating or drinking, what do you want to do?"

Hearing Zhu Lao's question, Feng Ran said casually: "Many things are different from what I know, although some are very similar, but I still have to learn from scratch." ”

Seeing that he didn't hide it at all, Zhu Lao couldn't help laughing: "You want to go to Dabi?"

"Yes, a few days ago, because of this little guy, he inexplicably owed a person tens of thousands of contributions, alas. Speaking of this, Feng Ran poked Xiao'er's little head with his finger with a little headache, causing Xiao'er to flutter for a while.

"Heh, you are now suppressing the cultivation realm in the Bingxuan Yipin, and you have provoked so many geniuses of various sects in the Heavenly Tablet Test before, and you still want to participate in the big competition?"

"Well, I originally left some small means, and someone helped me resist without me coming forward. Feng Ran sighed and said, "However, I don't like to owe others something, no matter what it is. Therefore, the fastest way can only be the big competition of the sect. ”

"Heh, there is a well behind the house, I stayed in the Tibetan Secret Peak for three months, although there is a Xuanli body protection to clean up, but it is still uncomfortable, go wash it, and then I will let Qingluo send you there." Zhu Lao picked up the hot tea in his hand and said with a sigh.

Feng Ran looked at his appearance, although it was not dirty, but it was still white hair that had not been taken care of for a long time, and nodded: "Then thank you Zhu Lao." ”

"It doesn't matter. Zhu Lao replied lightly: "By the way, you said that tea is good tea before, why?" ”

Hearing this, Feng Ran lowered his head and chuckled: "If it is bitter to the extreme, there is nothing more bitter." As he spoke, he walked towards the back of the house, and there was only one person left in the spacious bamboo pavilion.

Zhu Lao muttered a little distracted, and silently muttered to himself: "Suffering to the extreme, is there nothing more bitter?" But what has the youth of Double Ten experienced to be able to say such things at this age. ”

Next to the pool behind the house, Feng Ran grabbed the child who wanted to escape and forcibly grabbed it back.

"No, you have to wash it if you hate water!"

Yao'er suddenly stretched out his clean front paws pitifully and wanted Feng Ran to prove that he usually pays attention to cleaning up, but in exchange for Feng Ran's irrefutable eyes.

The cold well water overflowed his neck, and the white hair fluttered freely in the water, which made Feng Ran even want to sleep, but if he wanted to sleep now, it seemed that he would miss something very interesting, Feng Ran's intuition told him.

Crash!

Feng Ran walked out of the water with Xiao'er in his arms, and Qinghe flew out of the bamboo pavilion gently, carrying a set of clothes and rubbing over.

"Thank you, Qingluo. Feng Ran said with a smile, touched the head of the green crane, Xiao'er immediately shook off the water droplets on his body, jumped on Feng Ran's shoulder, and then jumped to the back of Qingluo and rolled.

Inside the bamboo pavilion, Zhu Lao drank tea lightly and looked at the Tan Lake in the distance.

There was a voice from the back of the house, and Zhu Lao looked back and couldn't help but be amazed.

What a young man he was.

On the elegant and chic white robe, the cyan pattern is embroidered on the neckline, and countless cyan lines are intertwined into a shadow of the bamboo forest, reflecting the hem of the Fengran gown, the cyan belt ties up the white hair at the back of the head, plus the handsome face with a special charm, flashing starry eyes, the whole person looks unique under the decoration of the white coat.

"Thank you. Feng Ran thanked, he could feel that this dress was a spirit soldier, which could defend against most of the power.

"The clothes you used to wear when you were young suit you very well. Zhu Lao said with a smile.

Qingluo also chirped happily on the side, and rubbed Fengran very affectionately to express her approval.

"Go, aren't you going to participate in the sect competition? Zhu Lao waved his hand.

"Hmm. Feng Ran also said goodbye to Zhu Lao, and then Qingluo flew up!

Zhu Lao looked at the distant figure of Tianshan, and said with a smile: "It's obviously just a product of Bingxuan, but it makes people feel as if they can't worry." ”