Not far away, several young men walked up, with a sturdy figure and an extraordinary spirit. Although their clothes are no different from ordinary people, they have a faint different kind of aura circulating, and they are all good monks.

"Get up, didn't you hear us?"

One of them frowned.

Jiang Xiaofan didn't seem to hear it, and still looked at Mount Tai.

A stack of hundred-dollar bills landed at his feet, and another said, "Pick up these things and leave." ”

Jiang Xiaofan still didn't care, just looked down.

This made the faces of several young men suddenly gloomy, and one of them stepped forward, looked at Jiang Xiaofan condescendingly, and said coldly: "Take the money and get out of here, don't be embarrassed!"

Jiang Xiaofan tilted his head and glanced at the person in front of him lightly.

In the past, he would slap him directly, but now, he is not the same as before. Not because the cultivation is gone, but because he is the sky. After his memory was restored, it was impossible for him to do anything to these people at will.

For Jiang Xiaofan's ignorance, several men suddenly became angry.

"I can't find it myself!"

One of them said coldly.

He walked forward, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed Jiang Xiaofan's shoulder.

"What are you doing?"

Behind, an old voice rang out.

An old man with gray hair walked over, but although he was full of gray hair, his spirit was very vigorous, and he did not look like he was going to twilight.

"Elder!"

Seeing this old man appear, several young people suddenly became respectful.

The old man came up and said, "What are you doing?"

He glanced at the young men with a frown, then looked at the people who were surrounded by them, and in the next moment, when he saw the faces of the people in front of him, his face suddenly changed drastically.

"Senior, it's you!"

He stepped forward and saluted.

This old man was none other than the old monk who had seen Jiang Xiaofan because of the immortal corpse, an elder of the Zhengyi Sect. In the past, he got a secret technique from Jiang Xiaofan, and he, who was already dying, actually broke through again, his blood and qi became vigorous, and his longevity was increased, and he has lived until now.

By now, his cultivation has reached the early stage of the human emperor.

Moreover, for more than 100 years after that, because of the secret techniques passed down by Jiang Xiaofan at the beginning, the strength of the Zhengyi Sect has increased by leaps and bounds, and it has increased tenfold in more than 100 years.

Now that he sees Jiang Xiaofan again, his awe is stronger than before.

"This ......"

Several young people next to him were stunned, and their eyes widened.

"Elder, this is a mortal, what are you doing here?"

Someone whispered.

The old man turned around and shouted, "What mortals! This is my benefactor! Kneel down to salute me!"

After he finished speaking, he knelt down first.

Looking at this scene, the faces of several young people suddenly turned pale, and they quickly knelt down and followed the old man to make a big salute. At this moment, they couldn't stop trembling, even the human emperor elders of their own lineage were so respectful, just now, they actually scolded like that, and even wanted to do it!

Thinking of this, they all broke out in a cold sweat, and their hearts were terrified.

Ahead, on the boulder, Jiang Xiaofan was still looking at Mount Tai, and there was no expression fluctuation on his face. In this way, the sky soon darkened, and the tourists who came to Mount Tai gradually left, and the huge Mount Tai became quiet.

During this period, the white-haired old man did not move, waiting for Jiang Xiaofan's words. He didn't move, and several young people didn't dare to move, and during this time, their hearts were completely filled with fear, and cold sweat couldn't stop flowing.

Another half an hour passed, and Jiang Xiaofan finally spoke: "Why are you here?" ”

With so many monks appearing in Mount Tai together, he naturally wouldn't think that this was the disciple of the Zhengyi Sect who had organized his disciples to travel and relax, obviously, they came here for something else.

The white-haired old man was not stupid, he could understand what Jiang Xiaofan meant, and said respectfully: "Back to the seniors, now, the cultivation world will hold a competition between sects every ten years, and the location is here Mount Tai, this time it is exactly the ten-year period, so the younger generation brings some disciples here." ”

Jiang Xiaofan looked up at the starry sky and didn't say anything.

He wasn't interested in such things.

The old man thought that Jiang Xiaofan was not satisfied, and then said: "The location of the competition is in the mountains not far away, and there is a special enchantment there. This time, there are many sects that come to Mount Tai, in addition to our Zhengyi Sect, there are also Danding Sect, Fulu Sect, Mixed Yuan Sect, Zhengyang Sect......"

"In addition, it is said that this time there will be evil monks lurking, trying to plot something...... "The white-haired old man's face condensed slightly, and he continued: "I don't know where this news came from, after learning about it, Penglai Island and Kunlun Wonderland are also preparing to come here, along with the Zen masters on the Indian side." ”

Jiang Xiaofan looked at the starry sky, and after hearing Kunlun Wonderland, he couldn't help but think of a familiar teenager.

"I don't know, how is it now. ”

He muttered to himself.

He shook his head, no more thoughts.

"Go ahead. ”

He said flatly.

The white-haired old man was surprised, and couldn't help but ask, "Senior, don't you want to take a look?"

"No, I don't. ”

Jiang Xiaofan said.

He didn't say anything more, but the white-haired old man knew what he meant, and immediately stood up, bowed deeply, and said respectfully: "Then the juniors and others won't bother the seniors." ”

Behind him, several young people trembled and did not dare to get up.

"Senior, just now, just now, just ......"

Someone shuddered and spoke.

They were so disrespectful to Jiang Xiaofan just now, and they were all afraid in their hearts at the moment.

Jiang Xiaofan didn't look at them, looked at the sky, and said calmly: "Mortals are people, monks are people, in the future, when you walk the road of cultivation, remember to calm down, lower your posture, and go." ”

Several young people were shocked.

"Thank you, senior!"

They touched the ground with their foreheads, their hearts relaxed, and their faces showed respect and respect from the heart.

The white-haired old man was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask much.

"Seniors, juniors and others retired. ”

He left with a couple of youths.

It was quiet again, and the sky was getting darker, and a little bit of stars were shining. Jiang Xiaofan looked at the starry sky and thought of a big purple star in the distance, where he had too much concern.

The starry sky was chaotic, but for Ziwei, he was not worried, because there were Qingtian and Cangtian sitting in it. When he left, he had explained to the two of them that he couldn't let Bingxin and the other women leave Zi Weixing no matter what.

"Will we survive the final battle......

He said softly.

Looking at the vast starry sky, his eyes were extremely deep, and there seemed to be something unknown hidden in them.

"Sometimes, it's really tiring. ”

He sighed.

At this moment, in the mountains in the distance, a faint fluctuation of divine power came out. This kind of fluctuation is not felt by ordinary mortals, but Jiang Xiaofan can feel it, and even see it clearly.

In the distance, in the barrier, there were monks fighting together.

It seems to be a small world within the enchantment, and the several sects mentioned by the white-haired old man are all in it, and the monks who are fighting together are also from the younger generation, with sword light and immortal energy. The grand meeting of the monastic world every ten years, although it is led by the older generation of monks, but the participants are all disciples of the younger generation, after all, to see whether a sect is strong or not, it is usually judged by the achievements of the disciples under the sect, and this is also the case in Zi Weixing.

In the enchantment, the Zhengyi Sect, the Danding Sect, the Fulu Sect, the Mixed Yuan Sect, the Zhengyang Sect, the Zen Sect, Penglai, Kunlun and other sects have successively had young monks entered, and all kinds of different lights were flying, which was very bright. In the end, an hour passed, and a disciple of Kunlun Immortal Realm overwhelmed the crowd, and at the age of twenty-five, his cultivation had reached the Seven Heavens of Juechen.

"It's really worthy of Kunlun Wonderland!"

Someone sighed.

Jiang Xiaofan was not very far from the location of the enchantment, because his eyes were different from ordinary people, he could see the scene inside the enchantment, and he could also hear the conversations of those people in the enchantment. But at this moment, he didn't care about the extraordinary genius in Kunlun Wonderland, but looked at a young man in the enchantment, the young man was about thirteen years old, standing behind a woman in yellow, looking around curiously, his eyes were very clean.

"Yexi, nothing has changed at all. ”

He squinted slightly.

The young man was none other than Ye Xi, who was washing swords by the Kunlun Sword Washing Pool.

More than a hundred years have passed since Jiang Xiaofan walked out of Kunlun Wonderland, but Ye Xi is still the same as when he was thirteen years old, and it seems that he has never grown up.

"Interesting. ”

Jiang Xiaofan smiled lightly.

After more than a hundred years, when he saw this boy again, and when he saw this unchanged teenager, the smile on his face became very thick. Ye Xi's eyes were still very clean, reminding him of the scene when they first met.

"Kunlun really deserves to be the first holy place in the cultivation world, then, I, the White Lotus Sect, will also give it a try. ”

Within the barrier, a voice rang out.

Out of the crowd was a thin scholar, holding a folding fan in his hand, shaking it slightly, and rushing forward like a phantom. There was a faint glitter of blood on his body, and the young genius of Kunlun couldn't even block a move, and was directly swept away, vomiting blood, and his face instantly turned dead white.

"Shen Yi!"

Everyone in Kunlun Wonderland changed color, and they all flashed next to the young man who was swept away.

The thin scholar shook the folding fan in his hand, glanced lightly at the powerful young man of the seriously injured Kunlun Fairyland, and said without being salty: "The first holy land? ”

"White Lotus Sect, you are not too brave to dare to come here!"

Someone shouted.

The White Lotus Sect is a cult in the current monastic world, and in the eyes of the righteous monks, this vein is undoubtedly demonic.

"What, the grand event of the cultivation world, can't my White Lotus Sect participate?" The thin scholar was probably twenty-five years old, shaking the folding fan in his hand, very calmly, and said lightly: "I came here today, only my son, let you see, my White Lotus Sect only needs one person to provoke all your sects." ”

Its words are very plain, but because of this, its attitude is extremely arrogant.

In the distance, Jiang Xiaofan looked at this person, or at the folding fan in this person's hand, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Broken Artifact ......"

He whispered.