The sky is dozens of zhang from the ground, Zhang Fan pilots a bamboo leaf boat, in the extremely fast flight, Zhang Fan sits cross-legged in the front of the boat, and the tail of the boat sits cross-legged Qiyue, and the two meditate while flying with the imperial weapon.

A day ago, Zhang Fan and Qiyue released the bamboo leaf boat when they came out of the Bingfeng camp, flew with the imperial weapon, and rushed to the Hehuan Sect.

In the Bingfeng Battalion, Zhang Fan saw the soldiers of the Bingfeng Battalion, the cultivation method of not wanting to die, and also saw their cultivation of the body refining technique, and even had a fight with Luo Chengxiao, which was a good gain. Before leaving, Luo Cheng even said that the government officials wanted Zhang Fan to stay, and he said that Zhang Fan would agree to stay in Peach Blossom Town, so he politely refused. After that, the two drank a drink, and after they were full, they came from Zhang Fan's imperial vessel to Hehuanzong.

This place is not far from the Hehuan Sect, and the flight of the imperial weapon is only an hour, which is several times faster than the two of them walking before, and it does not affect the cultivation.

Finally, the bamboo leaf boat stopped at the foot of a big mountain, Zhang Fan looked up at the high mountain in the distance, and Qiyue played a trick in the direction of the mountainside.

A moment later, a figure appeared from the mountainside and flew in front of Zhang Fan and Qiyue. Zhang Fan immediately knew that there must be a formation guarding in front of him, and it also had a hidden effect, otherwise the person in front of him would not have appeared on the mountainside in a flash.

Zhang Fan used his divine sense to sense it slightly, knowing that this person was a monk in the foundation building period. When this person flew in front of Zhang Fan and Qiyue and landed, he said: "Deacon Zhike, Wang Cong has seen two, I don't know what the two of them are here?" ”

Zhang Fan and Qiyue could hear someone reveal their identities, and replied in unison: "Zhang Fan Qiyue has seen senior brother." ”

After the ceremony, Qi Yue began to explain that his master Zong Sheng asked him to return to the sect.

Wang Cong heard that Qiyue was Zongsheng's disciple, and couldn't help but look at Qiyue again: "You have already built a foundation now, Senior Brother Zongsheng passed the word a few days ago and said that you are the peak of Qi cultivation, why has the foundation been built in only five or six days, your speed is too fast, and your cultivation qualifications must be good." ”

Qi Yue heard it and hurriedly replied: "It's only because there are some opportunities on the road, so it's a fluke, and the senior brother has a good reputation." ”

After Wang Cong listened to Qiyue's words, he nodded, and then looked at Zhang Fan and said: "This person is Zhang Fan's junior brother, and it seems that his cultivation has already been built and cultivated, so let's go together, let's go back to the sect." After speaking, he released a thin stone flake, floating in the air, and magnified it to a large size, and he jumped up first, and then Qiyue also jumped on the stone flake.

Zhang Fan thought for a while, and saluted Qiyue and Wang Cong: "I won't follow, I still have something to prepare to go to Yumen Pass, since the things arranged by the sect senior brother have been completed, I will not stay here for a long time." ”

After thinking about it, he took out two jars of stone milk, handed them to Yu Qiyue and said: "This is the stone milk we obtained from the people of Fuyun Mountain before, I think that my senior sister will definitely be able to find some medicinal materials to refine pills in the sect, I hope it will be of some help to my junior sister." Fu'er said again: "The pill and the spirit stone are in the stone milk, and the junior sister remembers to put them away quietly." ”

After speaking, Zhang Fan didn't wait any longer, and released the flying sword, and the imperial sword bypassed the mountain where the Hehuan Sect was located, and continued to fly west.

It's just that he didn't notice that the shadow behind him stood quietly on the stone tablet, silently watching the direction he was leaving, until his sword light disappeared, and then sighed.

And Wang Cong looked at Qiyue and then at the direction where Zhang Fan's sword was going, and he could only sigh and urge the stone tablets to go towards the sect.

Affection is always ruthlessly mistaken, falling flowers intentionally follow the flowing water, and flowing water has no intention of falling flowers.

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Zhang Fan's sword light finally settled on the cloud head after running for an hour, landed on the ground, changed into a bamboo leaf boat and continued to fly west.

He is not a ruthless person, but he is a mature man, he has his family, his wife and children, and he has his persistence. His heart has been filled with parting figures, and he no longer dares to pretend to be others.

He knew that Qiyue must have helped him from the chair to the bed that night, which was why he wanted to stay away as soon as possible. Originally, he wanted to spend a few days in Peach Blossom Town and communicate with Luo Cheng and them more about the art of refining the body, but there were already signs of affection, and he didn't dare to delay.

That's why I came here for a day.

Only then did he fly away from the Hehuan Sect, it was just that he wanted to escape this feeling.

He has his persistence, and that persistence does not allow him to abandon from beginning to end, and it cannot make him accept new feelings. All the way forward is because of the figures in his heart that are driving him forward. Of course, he is also happy to be driven by people, just because they are the people he loves.

It's just that this also made Zhang Fan feel guilty about Qiyue, so he gave all the only spirit stones and pills to Qiyue.

It's just that he doesn't know a woman's heart, and many times, unilaterally breaking off feelings may not be what he thinks, and a long time will make one person forget the other.

Time is the end of everything, but it is not the grave of feelings.

Finally, after flying for two hours, Zhang Fan put away the bamboo leaf boat and floated towards a small mountain village not far away. The two-day rush had caused him to consume a lot of spiritual power, and since there was a small mountain village here, there would be no great danger in coming here.

Thinking of this, bathed in starlight, Zhang Fan landed on a hill not far from the small mountain village, simply arranged a defensive prohibition around it, and began to meditate and pranayama.

Zhang Fan meditated while releasing a trace of divine consciousness to pay attention to the surroundings, under the moonlight like water, wisps of spiritual power entered Zhang Fan's body, and he refined it into his own spiritual power, and a part of the spiritual power was dispersed in the musculoskeletal organs of his body, increasing his physical cultivation. Although the current dual cultivation of the Dharma Body will slow down his progress a lot, it will also make it easier to lay a solid foundation and let him go further.

As the daylight grew brighter, Zhang Fan finally got up from meditation. It seems that repeated consumption of spiritual power and then meditating to recover will have a great effect on cultivation, and if you find a safe place to live for a long time in the future, you can try this cultivation method.

Smiling, Zhang Fan looked at the small mountain village not far away, and walked towards the mountain village, he was ready to see the life of the villagers here. Is it different from other places?

The small mountain village is not big, there are only a dozen households, scattered and located on a hillside, surrounded by verdant trees, rich aura, it is a good place to cultivate.

There is also an official road not far away, passing not far from the small mountain village, thinking that the Yumen Pass is not far ahead. It's just that at this time, the sky is dawn and it is not bright, so the road here has not been walked by anyone for the time being.

Thinking of the official road, Zhang Fan didn't go to the small mountain village anymore, he was going to go to the pipeline to take a passing convoy, or a business trip to Yumen Pass. The so-called reading 10,000 books and traveling 10,000 miles is not just talking, no matter what you do, you need an accumulation of knowledge.

Walking to the official road, Zhang Fan was about to sit down and wait for the business traveler or pedestrians to accompany him, but at this time, suddenly a beast roar came from the corner of the official road in front of him, and there were bursts of shouting and fighting.

Zhang Fan was taken aback, could it be that the beast clan sneaked in.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan released his flying sword and hurriedly walked in the direction of the fight.