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Zhang Yifan returned to the courtyard, his eyes looked in the direction of Liang Cheng, and an inexplicable hatred fire in his body burned. After a long time, he took a deep breath, abandoned his distracting thoughts, and prepared to attack the Gangqi realm.

After entering the secret room, Zhang Yifan sat quietly on the cold jade bed. The innate realm pays attention to yin and yang, and this cold jade bed is undoubtedly the best thing for the best cultivation and internal cultivation. After sitting upright, his mind moved, and the Five Dragons Technique worked.

At this time, in a wing room of the Nangong family in Liangcheng, Nangong Batian frowned deeply. Ever since Nangong Chu returned home and told him about the ethereal immortal, he felt that he couldn't sleep well. And Zhang Yifan was like a thorn, deeply rooted in himself.

Gui Qi's cultivation can be regarded as a master, but the Li family is vulnerable and falls into a dog-feeding situation. This is another heavy blow to Nangong Batian. All of this made him feel overwhelmed.

After thinking for a moment, Nangong Batian muttered to himself: "Li Xiaotian, I thought you were a small person, but I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply! Immediately, a cold light flashed in Nangong Batian's eyes, and his clenched fists made a crackling sound.

After a long time, Nangong Batian said to the outside: "Call Gongzi to come!"

The old servant left in a hurry, and it didn't take long for him to come with Nangong Chu.

"Dad, what's the matter with me!" Nangong Chu saw that his father's face was tired, and he hesitated and stepped forward to ask.

Nangong Batian looked out the window and said without replying: "That ethereal immortal is really as powerful as you said!

"The child doesn't dare!" Nangong Chu hurriedly bowed his head and said: "This matter is true, the child witnessed that scene that day." Children don't dare to fake this kind of thing. The child thinks that the ethereal immortal Weng Xiuwei has already entered the Xuandan realm, and only people in the Xuandan realm can kill the Huangdan realm with one blow. ”

"Xuandan Realm!?" Nangong Batian turned his face and looked at Nangong Chuhou, with a solemn look on his face. The Xuandan Realm and the Huangdan Realm seem to be one level apart, but that is a world of difference.

There is such a saying in the Bran Continent: "All ants in the Xuandan Realm!"

Only after entering the Xuandan realm can he be regarded as a real powerhouse. On the Xuandan, every level is like a moat that is difficult to cross. This has created the lofty status of the powerhouses of the Xuandan Realm. After stepping into the Xuandan realm, he entered the realm of illusion, and this was the only way to truly step into the world of a strong man.

Nangong Batian's face was full of gloom, he frowned, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth. Suddenly, he stopped, muttered for a moment, and said, "The powerhouse of the Xuandan Realm refers to himself as a celestial, and he has always admired himself alone. Then can the Li family invite such a strong person!?"

Nangong Chu has also considered Nangong Batian's doubts, but there is an exception to everything.

"I don't know about this kid! Maybe the Li family has something worth him to do?" Nangong Chu pondered slightly: "For example, that old antique seven-inch ding in Liangcheng!"

"Chu'er, you're thinking too much!" Nangong Batian smiled bitterly: "That old guy in Qicun Ding is a Dan cultivator, and his cultivation is not high, but he can use Dan to make others work for him." But what does the Li family have? Could it be that he also has a person who cultivates Dan?" Saying this, Nangong Batian's heart tightened. If it's really what you think, then things have come to a difficult situation to face.

After a long time, Nangong Batian said: "Chu'er, you leave immediately, go to Huayue Sect, and explain the situation here." As for the Li family, I will send Hou San and Teng Wu to monitor them, and I can't startle the snake now!"

Nangong Chu also realized the seriousness of the matter at this moment, and hurriedly said, "The child understands!" After speaking, he hurriedly turned around and left.

Nangong Batian sat at the table, the more he thought about it, the more scared he became. The Li family now has a strong Xuandan in charge, so it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to move the orphans of the Zhang family. And Chu'er said that the young man of the Li family is calm and composed, and he regards life as grass and sloppiness, and Zao Wou-Ki once told himself that Zhang Yifan, who entered the Zhao family, was timid and cowardly, and he was a master who was afraid of death.

"Which is true or false?? Nangong Batian muttered to himself. It's all like a fog, hiding the truth in the fog. Let Nangong Batian not dare to enter it and risk himself!

After thinking for a long time, Nangong Batian looked up at the opposite room. It was the boudoir of her daughter Nangong Yan.

After a while, Nangong Batian got up and walked towards the room.

"Squeak!" the door opened, and a young girl sat at the table with her back door. The graceful figure is like a fairy descending to earth, elegant and handsome.

Nangong Batian didn't bother, but sat quietly aside.

The girl held the brush tightly in her hand, her expression was focused, and she wrote one stroke at a time.

When the last stroke fell, the girl gently put down the brush in her hand, turned her head and said, "I don't know what Daddy has to say when he arrives today?"

When Nangong Batian heard this, his body trembled. He knew that since his daughter returned from Dragon Tongue Mountain, the relationship between himself and her was no longer harmonious. A diaphragm was erected in between.

"It's okay, Daddy just misses you. Nangong Batian smiled awkwardly. Although he was bitter in his heart, when he heard the word 'command', he swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Nangong Yan smiled: "Since it's okay, please go back to your father!

Nangong Batian's lips opened, but he didn't say a word after all, and got up to leave after sighing helplessly. Walking to the door, he hesitated, and when he looked back at Nangong Yan, he saw that she was still sitting at the table, holding a brush in her hand, writing little by little.

Nangong Batian sighed again, gently closed the door and walked out.

When the closed door creaked, Nangong Yan's body trembled slightly, and the brush in her hand fell on the unfinished rice paper.

Every time Nangong Batian came, he was like a butcher, sprinkling salt on his wounds. Nangong Yan's eyes were filled with tears at this time. Instead, the depressed heart finally couldn't stop at this moment, and the tears rolled down and turned into two lines of clear tears.

"Yifan, now you must have been reunited with your family. There, you have no sadness, no troubles, you must be very happy! I hope that in the next life, we can be together steadily!" Nangong Yan choked, he looked at the unfallen point on the rice paper, and silently wept.

Half a month passed quickly, and Zhang Yifan never came out of the secret room in the Li Mansion. In the dark secret room, the lights flickered on and off, reflecting on his resolute face.

At this time, Zhang Yifan's body on the turquoise cold jade bed was dotted with stars, and wisps of cyan gossamer poured into his body. In a few moments, the starlight filled the entire chamber, and ribbons of cyan gas swirled into his body.

This state lasted for about ten days, and Zhang Yifan still forgot to hold on to his heart, using the Five Dragons Technique to absorb the cold qi on the cold jade bed.

In a flash, the stars in front of him swirled and slowly converged into a ball. Countless stars converge and emit a light that cannot be looked at directly. The several string-like ribbons merged in an instant, turning into a transparent cyan dragon.

Zhang Yifan closed his eyes tightly, and his hands moved suddenly, moving according to the Taiji diagram. Huo Ran, he quickly pushed out a palm, and the moment he launched it, his palm instantly became a claw and grabbed the ball of light in front of him.

A suction erupted from his palm, turning into a giant palm. The mind moved again, and the hand grasped the ball of light and slowly pulled it towards him.

Zhang Yifan's pale face was sweaty, and the ball of light contained a thick cold aura. At the moment when the palm touched, several lightning rays came out and hit Zhang Yifan's palm.

When the lightning entered his body, Zhang Yifan shuddered violently and quickly retracted his hand. His brows furrowed, and a ruthless color appeared on his resolute face. Immediately, the palm came out again.

Enduring the blow of lightning, Zhang Yifan shouted angrily, and his body spun up. At this moment, the cyan dragon was also spinning at the same time as Zhang Yifan's body, and its body suddenly flashed and drilled into Zhang Yifan's body.

In an instant, Zhang Yifan suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of essence flashed. A majestic aura came out of his body and went straight to the ball of light.

It is not easy to condense this cold atmosphere for nearly a month. Now, it is difficult to shake, which makes Zhang Yifan angry. At that moment, his hands moved in unison, grabbing the cold qi suspended in the secret room.

At this moment, a dragon groan suddenly sounded in his mind. In a trance, it was as if something was controlling his body.

When Zhang Yifan was about to think, his body was already unable to move. At that moment, a voice came to his mind.

"Dragons and pearls!"

"This is the voice of the little dragon. At the moment, Zhang Yifan was overjoyed. In a moment, a secret sounded again in my head.

When Zhang Yifan heard this, he was even more overjoyed. He slowly closed his eyes and felt everything in the chamber with his senses. Huo Ran, Zhang Yifan's body slowly became illusory, and at the same time, a majestic aura emanated from his body again.

"Boom!" In an instant, Zhang Yifan's figure disappeared completely, turning into a green dragon. The dragon was suspended above the white clouds, wrapped in a cyan cloud under its five claws.

"Huh!" the green dragon's body moved, turning into a bolt of lightning and rushing towards the suspended ball of light. As far as the eye could see, only a cyan phantom could be seen.

The dragon swirled around the ball of light, and the ball of light slowly grew smaller as it moved. Huo Ran, the green dragon appeared, and the dragon's eyes were red and shining.

Qinglong's big mouth suddenly opened, and he spit out the ball of light that had turned into cold qi in one gulp.

While the green dragon swallowed the ball of light, his body moved, turning into a bolt of lightning and appearing on the cold jade bed. The green dragon slowly entrenched, and when the dragon head was at the top, Zhang Yifan suddenly appeared.

At this time, Zhang Yifan's face was pale and his brows were slightly furrowed. A layer of frost quickly condensed on Zhang Yifan's body. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yifan turned into an ice sculpture.

Wisps of white mist passed from his head, and for a moment Zhang Yifan was shrouded in a cloud of mist. The mist steamed, and after a long tea effort, suddenly there was a 'click' sound from the mist.

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