Chapter 273: The years go by

The earth of the Immortal Dao Sect stood quietly in the sky, the wind was howling outside, the aura was chaotic, and the two were intertwined, if a sharp blade slashed, it was very sharp.

Even if the Jindan monk is in it, he will be seriously injured, and it will be difficult to move an inch, even if it is a Yuanying monk, it is very dangerous to be in a sharp blade, the aura of this place is turbid, and the Yuan Force of heaven and earth seems to be about to explode.

Standing on the edge of the earth, looking at the sharp wind blowing in front of him, Chu Fan faintly felt that something big would happen, and maybe it would become the beginning of chaos.

"On this trip to Van Gogh, the two elders of heaven and earth stayed behind to watch the house, and the disciples were not allowed to travel without permission." Looking at the wind blade blowing outside the earth, Chu Fan frowned, completely overturned his previous plan, and left more than a thousand disciples in the sect.

In the Great Competition of the Six Sects, all the disciples should have played, but Chu Fan was faintly worried in his heart, afraid that the Great Comparison would change, so he was unwilling to let the disciples take risks.

Don't look at his usual indifference and decisive killing, but when it comes to the critical moment, he still has to think about the disciples in his heart.

After all, the disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect had only experienced the Battle of the Ice City, and there were still disciples in retreat, and only one of the three thousand remained, so after careful consideration, Chu Fan decided not to let them participate in the Six Sects Great Competition.

In Chu Fan's heart, the lives of the disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect are more precious than the so-called false names, he would rather not have the position of the six sects, than any disciple to fold on the platform.

Chu Fan took a step, and the figure immediately disappeared at the edge of the earth, Liu Mo was holding a stone stick in his right hand and a rock sugar gourd in his left hand, his figure flashed, and he also disappeared at the edge of the earth, and Huang Lao, Xuan Lao, and Black and White Impermanence immediately followed closely behind.

Outside of Van Gog, after Chu Ping's previous trouble, the number of disciples guarding the valley has obviously increased a lot, and the lowest cultivation level is also the Three Void Realm, which shows that Chu Ping's trouble has indeed hit them a lot.

Chu Fan, Liu Mo, Huang Lao, Xuan Lao, and Black and White Impermanence fell from the sky and appeared at the mouth of the valley, making the disciples of Van Gogh, who were already all soldiers, more vigilant, and they all looked on guard, and immediately took action if there was a discord.

At this time, Chu Fan retreated into the background and let Huang Lao, the sect master, take charge of the matter, if they hadn't come together, Liu Mo, Huang Lao and the others might not have recognized Chu Fan.

His appearance changed dramatically, with thick eyebrows, thick lips, bearded cheeks, hair scattered on his chest and back, and dark skin, which made him look like a man in his forties.

Even Chu Fan probably won't be able to recognize himself at this moment, which makes everyone have to be surprised, the ice spirit silkworm clothes really live up to its name, wearing it on the body, not only the style can change as you like, but even the appearance and breath can change.

"Who is there to hold the invitation?" From the momentum, the Shougu disciples could detect the extraordinaryness of Huang Lao and the others, and although their tone was indifferent, they were also relatively polite.

"Immortal Dao Sect!" Huang Lao took the lead in walking towards Van Gogh and threw out an invitation card casually.

Hearing the three words of the Immortal Dao Sect, the expressions of the Shougu disciples were obviously a little strange, and one person took the invitation, and after distinguishing the authenticity, he stepped forward and said, "A few people, please come with me." ”

His eyes swept over, and he saw that there were obviously quite a few Van Gogh disciples guarding the valley mouth, and their cultivation was all in the Three Void Realm, and their eyes were faintly unkind, which immediately made Chu Fan feel that something was wrong, and there were some doubts in his heart.

Walking into Van Gogh, Huang Lao and others were taken not far from the mouth of the valley, through the cliff passage, to a cave, there was no one in it, and a formation flashed with white light, looming in the center of the cave.

"A few please." Van Gogh's disciples made a petition and let Huang Lao and the others enter the formation.

At a glance, Huang Lao knew that there was a teleportation array in front of him, several people stepped into it one after another, the white mang rotated, and the space seemed to be flying by, when a few people looked at it again, they found that they had reached the depths of Van Gogh, and there was a huge martial arts arena below, and they were standing on the high platform of the cliff.

Chu Fan and the six of them casually walked to the prepared chair and sat down, immediately attracting several glances, and then retracted them for a moment.

"Oh, I didn't think they were really here." Wanting to be in the palace and the Immortal Dao Sect were just opposite each other, the corners of Ling Moyu's mouth hooked a deep arc, and he whispered coldly.

At the top of the right side of the cliff, there were people from three sects, the Ice God Temple, the Heavenly Dao Sect, and the Immortal Dao Sect, and the people of the Immortal Dao Sect arrived, and the monks of the other two sects all cast their eyes, some sneering, some disdainful, and even more sarcastic.

However, among the monks of the Heavenly Dao Sect, there was an old man who was drinking tea, but when the six of Chu Fan arrived, his movements were obvious, and he frowned and whispered: "Among these six people, there is an aura that I am familiar with, but I can't find the source, I can't imagine that the monk who has survived the five or five heavenly tribulations is actually a cultivator of the Immortal Dao Sect." ”

"He's coming." At the same time, at the top of the central cliff platform, the old man of Van Gogh opened his eyes. Two divine lights were shot, and then disappeared, and he frowned slightly, as if he was looking for something, but he couldn't find it, "The familiar breath is fleeting, there should be some magic weapon on him, but he can hide his whereabouts." ”

When Song Qi and the other two elders heard this, their faces couldn't help but sink slightly, only the six people from the Immortal Dao Sect had just arrived, that is to say, the one in the mouth of the old man Van Gogh was among these six people.

For the old man of Van Gogh to pay so much attention, he must not be a weak person, and hearing the words of the Five or Five Heavenly Tribulation made the faces of the three elders of Song Qi even more solemn, there was a tribulation that shocked the North Ice a few years ago, and they were still clear.

On the cliff on the right, as soon as Chu Fan sat down, his eyes froze, and his eyes flickered, and he saw a familiar figure, a familiar figure that he would meet again after nearly twenty years of absence.

The figure has lost its former childishness and is a little more burly, but the smile on his face and the eyes in his eyes have not changed.

Looking at the figure in the martial arts arena, Chu Fan's eyes were full of excitement, surging and surging, almost unable to suppress it, and wanted to be exposed.

"Chu Ping......" His voice was hoarse, Chu Fan pronounced such a name, only he could hear it, it contained endless emotions and thoughts, time has passed, and the years have changed too much.

Immature is not there, but the love has not changed!

Youth is not there, but the heart has not changed!

The years have passed, but the persistence is still the same!

In the martial arts arena, Chu Ping's heart trembled slightly, he felt a long-lost gaze, and the true feelings contained in it, even after countless years, he would not forget.

This gaze seems to tell the thoughts of many years, even if the years pass, the brotherhood will not be cut.

This feeling reminds me of a person who insists on perseverance in different regions, but we have never given up, recalling that we once fought side by side, that is an undying love, even in the wind and rain, it can't stop us...... Brotherhood. Chu Ping muttered softly, Su Manni had already opened the bow, and there was a bone arrow on it, exuding a very terrifying aura.

The bow was like a full moon, Su Manni stood in the air, as soon as the fingers pulling the string were loosened, there was a soft sound, and she saw the bone arrow shoot out angrily, like a blazing comet sweeping through the sky.