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"It's trouble!" Yang Fan looked at the giant spirit son gratefully, and stood in the hands of the giant spirit son with the people of the Tang family, and was held up to the sky by the giant spirit son.

The plan to leave this time, they had already designed it, and they left in batches, with the people of the Tang family going out first and responding outside, mainly because Tang Sanfat had a ghost scroll.

Yang Fan used his divine soul to open the prohibition above the sky, and the divine soul stood on Yang Fan's body, standing still like a god of war, and Tang Sanfat was the first to leave.

After Tang San got out, he unfolded the ghost and god scroll in the air, and the long ghost and god scroll was above the sky, like a bridge that connected the sky above the land of the buried gods, directly connecting the two sides of the land of the buried gods.

"You can come up!" Tang Sanfat tightly tied the rope that had been prepared a long time ago to the ghost scroll, and then shouted downward, and the people of the Tang family began to climb up in an orderly manner.

The ghost god scroll was used in this way, although it was a bit overkill, but in the end, it was still used to the fullest, Tang Sanpang stood above and watched the people of the Tang family climb out along the rope one by one, and also helped from above.

Then after the people of the Tang family went out, they were the young generation of Xuanzhi in Lan Town, because they were divided into three groups when they left this time, and after they went out, they would build a temporary foothold above the burial place, which was also arranged by everyone a long time ago.

On the first day, it was very smooth, most of the young Xuanmen in the Tang family's Xuanhe and Lan Town had already gone out, and it was not very late, Yang Fan originally wanted to send some people out, but was rejected by Yan Zhibei and others.

Because Yang Fan's injuries have not recovered yet, they are still proceeding according to the original plan, afraid that Yang Fan will not be able to bear it, Yang Fan can't hold on, and there is no way to stop first.

Since Tang Sanpang and the others successfully left the place of burial gods, the other mysteries in Lan Town, including the old man of Fusu, were not in a hurry for the past day or two, and now many people have begun to sigh about living in the place of burial gods.

Therefore, the second night was very calm, although everyone was in high spirits, but it was not as cheerful as the first night, Yang Fan walked around alone after eating.

Yang Fan was not worried about the people here now, but was a little worried that Tang Sanpang and the others would encounter the Li family's guards in the place of burial gods, which would be a little troublesome.

After thinking about it and walking for a while, Yang Fan saw Yuwen Changwu sitting alone on a tree drinking wine at the edge of the camp, and Yang Fan walked over.

"Do you want to drink some?" Yuwen Changwu didn't know how much he drank, his face was slightly red, and he looked a little drunk, after seeing Yang Fan, he handed over a jar of unsealed wine, thought about it, and said, "You have injuries on your body, so don't drink it." ”

"Hehe, don't you also have injuries on your body?" Yang Fan smiled, and directly reached out to take the wine that Yuwen Changwu was about to take back, he also jumped on the treetops, sat down with Yuwen Changwu, patted open the mud, and poured a sip of wine.

"Your wine is very good!" A mellow taste flowed down Yang Fan's throat into his abdomen, and it was hot again, he didn't know why, Yuwen Changwu's wine was always so special, not spicy at all, it was very mellow, and it flowed into his stomach like a spirit.

"In the past, in order to make a living, I just learned some crafts from the old sommelier. Yuwen Changwu smiled bitterly and shook his head, he didn't want to say anything about his childhood, and turned to look at Yang Fan.

"I heard you're going to rebuild Qimen?"

"Well, that's the plan. Yang Fan nodded, this is Yan Zhibei's suggestion, but he hasn't said anything for the time being, and he still has some doubts about how Yuwen Changwu knew.

"Elder Yan looked for me. Yuwen Changwu seemed to see Yang Fan's doubts, so he said: "If you really do this after you go out, I will support you." ”

"Why do you want to support me, leave here, if you join Qimen, there is no difference between staying in the land of the burial gods. Yang Fan was a little incomprehensible, originally thinking that Yuwen Changwu and others would go to the world, instead of staying somewhere.

"No, there is still a difference, at least you can do something meaningful, and the story of Qimen is also something that we people here have been hearing since childhood. ”

"If the Qimen can really accommodate us, we are actually very excited, we never thought that one day we would join this legendary oldest sect, if it were, what kind of feelings would you have?"

Hearing this, Yang Fan smiled and said nothing, he had never thought about this question, he had never felt that Qimen had anything extraordinary, since he fled from Divine Tree City, Qimen had almost been defeated.

Up to now, Qimen has no foundation at all, and the inheritance has been broken, if you want to establish Qimen, you must first establish your own foundation.

Now that Yang Fan heard Yuwen Changwu's words, he seemed to understand that Yan Zhibei had been walking around frequently among the Xuanshi in Lan Town recently, and strangely it was still very secretive, and now Yang Fan seemed to understand what Yan Zhibei was doing.

For such a Qimen old man, Yang Fan didn't know what to say, Yan Zhibei gave him the feeling that he was still a very nostalgic old man, since he handed over the exercises and mystical techniques to himself that day, Yang Fan felt more and more that this old man was nostalgic.

After taking a sip of wine, Yang Fan's head was full of thoughts, and he didn't say anything, just looked at the sky, and said something strange, saying, "The moon is very round tonight, and I haven't seen it for a long time." ”

"Yes!" Yuwen Changwu also looked up at the sky, the moonlight in winter is always so bright, shining on the body, it always gives people a special feeling.

Seeing the small bright moon in the sky, Yuwen Changwu seemed to think of his parents a little, he was about to leave here, and the bones of his parents were also collected by him in the spirit ring, and when he left the place of burial, he was ready to find a good place to bury.

As for Yang Fan, at this time, he almost remembered the Qimen in the Flying Dragon Valley, it has been almost a year now, if his grandfather hadn't died, he should have never imagined that after a year, he would already have the opportunity to establish the Qimen!

Before this, Yang Fan didn't think about this at all, just like the reason why he didn't talk about the establishment of Qimen before he left the Land of the Buried God, he didn't want to take advantage of his kindness here, and let these people who had left the Land of the Buried God with great difficulty join the Qimen.

In other words, it was to help him something, Yang Fan was not the kind of person who was pampered and arrogant, but now that Yan Zhibei was silently helping him, Yan Zhibei was in such an urgent mood.

Yang Fan has nothing else to say, even if he doesn't agree now, the establishment of Qimen is already in progress, Yang Fan has no choice but to walk on thin ice, and move forward boldly and confidently!

Although the time is not ripe yet, the opportunity has been ripened by Yan Zhibei, so it can't be stopped, however, although Yang Fan has now decided to do this thing, these troubles about establishing Qimen will have to wait until he leaves the place of the burial god.

As for now, Yang Fan looked at the wine in his hand, the corners of his mouth outlined a meaningful smile, raised his head and took a sip, and sighed: "Ask the wine to Qingtian, the geometry of life, haha!"

Subsequently, in the next two days, everything was also very smooth, Tang Sanpang and the others did not encounter the Li family's guards, and the entire Lan Town was also sent away by Yang Fan.

When Yang Fan left, he took one last look at the place where the gods were buried, I am afraid that there should be no chance to come here in the future, although he has not been here for a long time, but a lot of things have happened.

Especially when he met the one in the formation not far away, Yang Fan didn't go to the formation to say goodbye to that person when he left, and finally it was the childhood of the Yuyan God Emperor that Yang Fan saw in his dream, and Yang Fan only sighed.

After all, those god-like characters, how could they be imaginable for these people, Yang Fan took a last memorable glance at the place where the gods were buried, and then he also lifted the ban and jumped out.

"Thank you, thank you, we'll meet later!"

The moment Yang Fan's figure disappeared, a Divine Tree Fruit also fell from his body in the hands of the Giant Lingzi, and when the Giant Lingzi saw the Divine Tree Fruit in his hand, he was also very shocked and glanced at the place where Yang Fan left, and he seemed to be a little stunned.

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