"Master?"

Chen Fan felt the demonic qi above his head slowly turning, so he got up and looked.

"Didn't leave any dark wounds, did you?" asked Idiot Daozi with a concerned expression.

Chen Fan's heart warmed, except for his parents when he was at home before, that is, the young and innocent sister was good to him.

In the Autumn Dream Sect, Ma Shibo, Li Yuqing, Idiot Daozi, Chen Hai and others treated Chen Fan well, and he remembered it in his heart, but Wang Ping, an inner disciple who once bullied him, had no resentment, after all, in the eyes of others at that time, he was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat.

"Thank you Master for taking care of the disciple, the disciple is fine!" Chen Fan clenched his fists and knelt down on one knee and saluted.

Idiot Daozi nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the surrounding demonic qi gently lifted him up.

"That's fine, you've been here for five years, right?I'll give you a week, if you want to go home, go home!" said with a smile, and immediately turned into a demonic aura and left.

Chen Fan nodded lightly, and just wanted to ask if Li Yuqing had come back, but found that the idiot was no longer there.

With a wry smile, he walked out of the Demon Pavilion, and Edgeworth flew towards the Miscellaneous Pavilion where Master Ma was.

There are some dilapidated walled courtyards, clean gravel paths, and some cluttered grass and trees on the sides of the walls that have not been carefully rested.

Chen Fan walked on the small stone road that he had not walked in the past few years, enjoying a miscellaneous disciple saluting himself in fear, and after a while, he arrived at the wooden door that had been smashed by Li Yuqing's slap.

With a rare smile on his face, Chen Fan knocked on the door lightly.

"Uncle Shi, I've come to see you. Chen Fan opened his mouth and shouted.

In less than a moment, the wooden door creaked and was opened from the inside, but Uncle Ma was still wearing that robe, looking calm, but he couldn't stop smiling on his face.

"Good boy, Lord Mozi, I haven't come to see me for several years as soon as I leave, what's the matter? I'm not good to you?"

Chen Fan held back a smile and nodded: "That's not it, you caught me in before and ran away, where is it good for me?"

"Oh yes, you kid is really a white-eyed wolf, I left so many things for you, I'm blind. In the future, you want me to make you a hot pot to eat. Ma Shibo pretended to be angry and turned his head not to look at Chen Fan.

"Ouch, my good teacher, why are you like this, I specially brought you good wine, it seems that I have to drink alone. Chen Fan deliberately took out a jar of Fengming brewed from Qinghua, tore open the wine seal, and the aroma of the wine immediately spread.

"Eh, this is wrong, uncle, I'm not stingy, I know you're coming, the hot pot has already been prepared in the room, let's go, how about you and I have a big meal?"

Ma Shibo waved his hand quietly, directly grabbed the altar of Fengming brew in his hand, and when he got close to smell it, he sighed: "Such a beautiful wine, happy!"

After speaking, he pulled Chen Fan into the room with a smile and slammed the wooden door shut.

"Good wine, good wine!Hahahaha, come on, come on, Chen boy, get drunk with me!" Ma Shibo just had a bowl of wine, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Chen Fan with a big smile.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors. Unconsciously, this jar of phoenix brew has been drunk.

Chen Fan was already not drinking well, and he had already fallen asleep on the wooden table.

There was a hint of love in the eyes of Uncle Ma when he looked at Chen Fan, although he had not known Chen Fan for a long time, and he did not have any great relationship.

But Chen Fan is down-to-earth, smart, hardworking, and unconsciously, he regards him as his descendant. The hardships he suffered in the Autumn Dream Sect were known, and he could only sigh secretly that he couldn't help him.

So when Chen Fan told him that he wanted to become a demon cultivator, Ma Shibo went back to help him find the magic of demon cultivation to help Chen Fan.

It's a pity that Chen Fan was taken to the Demon Pavilion by Li Yuqing a few days later, and then disappeared for several years, Ma Shibo originally thought that Chen Fan had left the Autumn Dream Sect, but the basic demon cultivation techniques found for him have been preserved.

It wasn't until the previous outer disciple Dabi that Chen Fan was almost born out of nowhere and snatched everyone's demeanor away, that Master Ma understood that Chen Fan had become a demon and was practicing penance in the Demon Pavilion.

Ma Shibo lucked his spiritual power, gently touched Chen Fan, and a gentle spiritual power lifted him up, sent him to the small wooden bed on the side, and covered him with a quilt.

"You kid has some skills, it's just that, you are not a thing in the pool, I still guard this miscellaneous pavilion. Ma Shibo muttered a few words, then waved his sleeve robe, and three threads of demon cultivation techniques flew out and hung in front of Ma Shibo.

"If you don't need these exercises, then you will destroy them. Ma Shibo opened his mouth indifferently, pointed to the three books, and spontaneously combusted in an instant, but after a while, they turned into three clouds of ashes.

These three demon cultivation exercises were originally prepared for Chen Fan, if he didn't want them, it would be useless for Master Ma to keep them.

In the early morning of the second day, Chen Fan flew away from the Autumn Dream Sect, took a map of the west that he had just asked for from Master Ma, and flew towards Chen's house.

Broken Iceberg is one of the few gathering places for monk families in the western hundred sects.

In the whole broken iceberg, there are two hostile families living here, the Sun family and the Chen family.

The Chen family's power is slightly higher than that of the Sun family, and every time they fight, they stand a little cheaper, which also leads to the growing hatred between the two families, and there are conflicts almost every day, and people die every month.

In recent days, the Chen family and the Sun family have made a commotion, fighting each other, and only a few family members have died on both sides, and there have been no casualties between the descendants and the collateral families.

The reason is because Chen Changxiao, the third-generation junior of the Chen family, took a fancy to a bottle of Sanjing Pill in the Appliance Pavilion of Bingcheng, and when he wanted to buy the flower spirit stone, he ran into Sun Wenjie, the third-generation junior of the Sun family.

Sun Wenjie had already had a holiday with Chen Changxiao, so he directly intervened sideways and bid with Chen Changxiao, but Chen Changxiao did not bring a spirit stone that day, and after being sneered at for a while, the two sides made an appointment......

On this day, in the lobby of the Chen family, Chen Poshan, the ancestor of the Chen family, was giving a lecture in the lobby, so that the three generations of the Chen family could cultivate well, and they must suppress the Sun family in the competition agreed with the Sun family tomorrow.

When Chen Poshan, who was full of wrinkles, was full of energy, his rough voice was like rolling thunder, which made those three generations of juniors a little scared.

"Sun Siyan of the Sun family was accepted as a disciple by an elder of the Water Moon Sect, relying on the support of the Water Moon Sect has become more and more rampant recently, tomorrow's battle with the Sun family, there will definitely be disciples of the Water Moon Sect to help, even if you can't fight, you can't lose too quickly, and lose the reputation of my Chen family!" Chen Poshan glared fiercely at the three generations of juniors kneeling on the ground, and said with some hatred.

"Ancestor, rest assured, we will definitely win!" the three generations of the Chen family spoke in unison, their voices loud.

"Howen, you are already the head of the family, you must be calm and calm in the future, and you can't be the same as before. ”

Chen Poshan looked lovingly at the elegant man standing beside him, this man was dressed in green clothes, handsome, with a deep smell of books, and seemed to be a person who read poetry and books.

This person is Chen Fan's second uncle, Chen Haowen!

"Howen strictly obeys the teachings of the ancestors. Chen Haowen smiled and hugged his fists, giving people the comfort of a spring breeze.

Chen Poshan nodded, and just as he was about to wave his hand to let the clansmen disperse, there was a rolling demonic qi in the sky flying towards the Chen family.

Chen Poshan was startled, and hurriedly turned into a long rainbow and flew out, standing firmly above the Chen family, and many clansmen walked out of the hall curiously and looked towards the demonic aura.

Chen Haowen and Chen Haoran, who was dressed in black, broke through the sky, and the fluctuations in the foundation building period were fully revealed, and the two of them flew up together, as well as the first person in the Chen family's side line, Chen Dingjun!

When the four of them looked at that demonic aura, there was a thick look of horror in their eyes, and the four of them couldn't see anything from that demonic aura at all.

Chen Poshan stared at the strange demonic aura with cold eyes, and he couldn't see through it when he cultivated it, so he opened his mouth a little worriedly.

"Fellow Daoist in front, this place is the Shattered Iceberg Chen Family's Mansion, if you have nothing to do, please detour!" Chen Poshan opened his mouth loudly, and every word turned into a wave of sound towards the demonic qi, causing ripples in the air.

Chen Fanben's sword flew in, and in this wave-like sound wave, he lost his balance and fell to the ground, but fortunately, the ground happened to be a pile of leaves swept by the Chen family.

Chen Fan poked his head out of the pile of dead leaves and said to Chen Poshan with a smile.

"Grandpa, I'm Chen Fan, I'm back!"

Chen Poshan had a strange look on his face, and looked at Chen Fan strangely, before he looked abrupt.

"Chen Fan,I remember,You're Haojie's son,I remember that you can't practice?What's the matter?......" Chen Poshan flew to Chen Fan's side with a smile and pulled him up.

"I have some rest in Yunmeng Daze, entered the Autumn Dream Sect, and became a disciple of the Autumn Dream Sect. Chen Fan scratched his head, and was a little embarrassed to speak, after all, the Chen family used to only have the little sister Chen Changya treat him well.

Regarding Chen Poshan's sudden greetings from the ancestor, Chen Fan was a little restrained.

"The ...... of the Autumn Dream Sect of the Three Supreme Sects" Chen Poshan was shocked, looking at Chen Fan incredulously and muttering to himself.

At this time, among Chen Fan's many onlookers, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl with a delicate and lovely face and a slim little girl poked out her little head to look here, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

Trying to squeeze out of the crowd, he ran towards Chen Fan in a bouncing manner, not disliking the dust on Chen Fan's clothes at all, and poured into his arms.

"Brother Fan, you haven't come back for several years, Daddy and Auntie, they said you won't come back. Chen Changya hugged Chen Fan tightly, her voice a little choked.

"Changya, I went to the Autumn Dream Sect and brought you a sugar gourd. Chen Fan touched her head dotingly, took out a string of red fluttering sugar gourds from the storage bag, and handed it to Chen Changya.

"Haha, Brother Fan is still good to me. Chen Changya was satisfied with the sugar gourd and ate it.

"Eh, don't eat it!"

A lady hurried over with a pale face and hurriedly took away the sugar gourd in Chen Changya's hand.

"Ya'er, you are changing your teeth, how many times have you said that you can't eat sugar, are you?" The woman was Chen Changya's mother, Yang Fang.

Yang Fang looked at Chen Fan for a long time, but she didn't remember who he was.

"Aunt Yang, I'm Chen Fan. Chen Fan smiled and arched his hand, this Yang Fang was not good to him before, but he was not bad, and he did not deliberately bully him because Chen Fan's parents left.

Chen Fan...... You, how can you ......" Yang Fang looked at Chen Fan incredulously, and was distracted for a while, and the sugar gourd in his hand fell to the ground with a click.