As soon as he was admitted to the hospital, Chen Changya jumped out and held Chen Fan's arm with a smile.

"Brother Fan, why are you so powerful, then Sun Wenjie is also a genius here, except for Brother Changxiao before, he was almost an invincible existence, you can defeat him, you must not even be as powerful as Brother Changxiao, have you already built a foundation?" Chen Changya leaned on his arm and chattered non-stop.

"You Brother Fan and I are disciples of the Qiumeng Sect, and the master is an even more terrifying existence than the Yuanying Cultivator, how can you be my opponent?" Chen Fan rubbed Chen Changya's long black hair and gently pinched her delicate little face.

"Brother Fan, can you come back to accompany me more in the future, no one will play with me when you leave, my father and mother are working all day and night, and my brothers are also doing penance. Chen Changya looked at Chen Fan pitifully and spoke quietly.

"Okay, okay, I'll play with you these days, by the way, I brought you something. Chen Fan gently hung the bridge of her high nose with his hand, slapped the storage bag, and scattered all the items that had been snatched from the murder.

Suddenly, the small courtyard was full of light, magic weapons, spirit stones, and pills were all over the ground, and Chen Changya's small mouth was so shocked that she couldn't close it.

"This little sword is very suitable for you, this is a treasure!" Chen Fan was still thinking about what to give, when he accidentally caught a glimpse of a purple thin sword, his eyes lit up, and he immediately grabbed the thin sword out of thin air and handed it to Chen Changya.

This sword is Ye Rou's sword, Zichen Sword!

"Thank you, Brother Fan. ”

Chen Changya just picked up this sword and swung it lightly twice, and immediately felt the extraordinaryness of this sword, and it was actually able to expand the spiritual power injected by himself more than doubled, which was absolutely extraordinary!

"By the way, I'll give you all these things, they won't be of much use to me anyway. Chen Fanyou handed a bunch of pills to Chen Changya.

"This ...... No, it's too expensive. Chen Changya was very moved, but shook his head, the combined value of these pills was comparable to the harvest of the entire Chen family in a year.

"What is expensive or not, don't you see that I still have a lot of them here? Take it and cultivate hard. Chen Fan forcibly stuffed these valuable pills to Chen Changya.

Chen Changya hesitated for a while before accepting it, pulling Chen Fan around inside and outside the ice city, as if he had returned to a few years ago.

And the Sun family and the Chen family both restrained their clansmen from stirring up trouble, and the fighting between the two sides in full swing gradually subsided, and Bingcheng finally returned to calm.

Six days later, in the courtyard where Chen Fan of the Chen family lived, a beautiful woman looked at a black spot in the sky, which was still getting smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

"Brother Fan, I will work hard to cultivate, and I will also worship the Autumn Dream Sect!" Chen Changya clenched his fists and said secretly, and then changed his normal state and often retreated and practiced penance, and his cultivation was also improved by leaps and bounds with the assistance of those pills.

As for Chen Fan, he ended his seven-day visit to relatives and had to return to Qiumengzong before tonight, so he set off early to go back.

The entire Chen family, except for Chen Changya, would only be aware of it by Chen Poshan's powerful divine sense.

"Are you leaving...... Chen Poshan didn't know what he was thinking, and after sensing Chen Fan's imperial sword leaving, he sighed and spoke.

In the setting sun, the Autumn Dream Sect was as before, the miscellaneous disciples walked back and forth at the foot of the mountain, some of the outer disciples were talking about love, some were idle, some were working hard to cultivate, and those inner disciples were all practicing penance, and no one would waste time.

Chen Fan's one-day sword flight finally rushed back, and when the imperial sword flew towards the Spirit Pavilion, he wanted to see how Li Yuqing was doing.

Along the way, the disciples of the first line of spiritual cultivation glared angrily when they saw him, but no one dared to stand up to stop Chen Fan, who was flying with the sword, and let him fly here with a swagger, and the fact that Qiuyue Mountain did not allow the disciples of the two veins of demons to fly became a joke here.

Chen Fan was not angry, and flew towards the Spirit Pavilion with a smile, but the rabbit in the storage bag trembled.

Chen Fan hurriedly stopped and released the rabbit, and the rabbit glared at Chen Fan as soon as it came out. Chen Fan slapped his forehead, he forgot about the rabbit again, and grabbed a large number of herbs to make amends.

The rabbit snorted and ate it.

"Xiaobai, I'm in a good mood today, let you go to the demon cultivation vein for a day, where is the demonic qi to help you cultivate, but you can't mess around, you must go back to the Demon Pavilion tomorrow!" Chen Fan patted Xiaobai's head, and flew away after speaking.

A strange light flashed in Xiao Bai's eyes, and it took all the herbs in its mouth in a few gulps, and hurriedly ran towards Jinyue Mountain.

"Demon son Chen Fan, please see Senior Sister Li Yuqing!"

Chen Fan stood in front of the Spirit Pavilion and shouted loudly, and then a powerful divine sense instantly looked all over his body, Chen Fan was powerless to resist in front of this divine sense, if the other party wanted to use his divine sense to shatter his soul, it seemed that it only took a thought.

A man in white appeared out of thin air and looked at Chen Fan strangely.

"Meet the Pavilion Master of the Spirit Pavilion!" As soon as Chen Fan saw that he was as unfathomable as the Master of the Elder Dao, he understood that he was the Pavilion Master of the Spirit Pavilion, Han Feng!

"Come with me!" Han Feng glanced at Chen Fan, and a spiritual power that he couldn't resist wrapped him and gently brought him into the Spirit Pavilion, and this circle of spiritual power turned into a white cover, isolating Chen Fan from the rich spiritual energy in the Spirit Pavilion.

"See for yourself. Han Feng pointed to the Xuanyu bed.

Chen Fan was stunned and looked at Han Feng for some reason.

"She fought with Zhuang Mengxiang, the Daozi of the Thousand Machines Sect, and was seriously injured, and her spirit was ......" Han Feng wanted to speak, but he was silent.

Chen Fan understood what Han Feng meant, and took a deep look at the touching Li Yuqing lying on the Xuanyu bed, and didn't say a word.

"Will she still wake up?" asked Chen Fan after a long time.

"I don't know, maybe, it's not that simple to hurt the spirit, and I don't know if he can wake up. Han Feng's tone was very helpless.

"What can I do to help her wake up?" Chen Fan continued.

"Why do you have to ask?" Han Feng said with a slight anger.

"I want to help her, my life, she saved it. Chen Fan looked at Han Feng firmly and spoke word by word.

"You cultivate hard first, your strength is too low, it will only be her oil bottle, although this Xuanyu bed has the function of warming the soul, but I don't dare to guarantee that she can wake up, she will remember the previous events. Han Feng sighed.

"I see. Chen Fan nodded, exited the Spirit Pavilion, and headed towards the Demon Pavilion.

In the middle of the night, a black shadow quickly entered the Demon Pavilion, and even the disciples guarding the Pavilion did not notice it.

This person was Chen Fan, and as soon as he returned to the Demon Pavilion, he began to cultivate in the thick demonic qi, constantly impacting the ninth layer of qi training.

Seeing him like this, Idiot Daozi just shook his head lightly and didn't say anything.

Seven days later, the three giant bells on the three mountains of the Autumn Dream Sect rang six times at the same time, representing the Jinshan Sect, one of the hundred sects in the west, came to the Autumn Dream Sect and started the decennial disciple exchange meeting with the Autumn Dream Sect.

All the disciples and elders, regardless of their status, had to go to the huge martial arts arena in the middle of the three mountains at full speed, and although Chen Fan was a demon, he had to go.

On the huge martial arts arena of the Autumn Dream Sect, the outer and inner disciples of the Autumn Dream Sect all held their heads high, waiting for the disciples of the Jinshan Sect to come.

After a long time, a black spot appeared in the sky, and after it gradually became larger, it was actually a hundred-foot big peng, carrying hundreds of disciples and some elders who came to participate in the exchange on its back.

As the Baizhang Dapeng approached, a strong wind struck the disciples of the Qiumeng Sect, and these disciples were unstable, and the Jinshan Sect seemed to be trying to give a dismount.

"Hmph, your Jinshan Sect is also worth this hundred-zhang Qingpeng!" Chen Hai stomped his foot, and a wave of demonic qi swept in all directions, stopping all the bursts of demonic energy.

Song Jia stood quietly in the air and said proudly: "Wang Daoyou, Zhou Daoyou, I'm afraid that the old birds of your Jinshan Sect won't live for a few years, right?"

"Hahaha, this is not for Elder Song to care about. An old but powerful voice came from the back of the Great Peng, and then an old man in a golden robe walked out of thin air and stood in the air.

He was followed by a younger Yuanying monk, who was obviously the other leader, but the man's aura was a little weaker.

"Xiao Zhu, let's take the Daoists of the Jinshan Sect to stay!" Song Jia thought for a while, looked at the sky strangely, and shouted.

"It's expensive weather, why didn't the sun come out just now. Song Jia opened her mouth strangely.

"Hahaha, that's because God is welcoming the arrival of my Jinshan Sect. Wang Mu smiled and opened his mouth.

Then a beautiful woman stepped out of the air, and she was also a Yuan Infant female cultivator, but she was only in the early stage of Yuan Infant, but she was charming, and she hooked the hearts of some male disciples of the Jinshan Sect with a single glance.

Wang, it seems that the two people have become accustomed to it, and there is nothing strange about it, but many disciples of the Jinshan Sect have been fascinated.

Wang Mu sighed, and said in his heart that this is Qiu Mengzong's counterattack to himself!

Snorted coldly: "When did even the Qiu Mengzong start to use these indiscriminate methods!"

The sound exploded in the ears of the disciples who had lost their minds, and immediately woke them up.

When those disciples woke up, they looked frightened, and they no longer dared to look at the charming female cultivator.

"Elder Wang Mu, don't frame the slave family, it's obviously your Jinshan Sect's disciples who are greedy, so they will be fascinated by me, if your heart is pure, how can you be afraid of the slave family's charms?" Zhu Yiyi opened her mouth lightly, her voice was ethereal, and she blinked her two big watery eyes while speaking.

The three pavilion masters hiding in the clouds in the sky shook their heads, they found that this Jinshan Sect did not have any connection with the Thousand Machines Sect, so they lost interest and walked away, just sending a message to Song Jia, asking her to find some powerful disciples to teach this second-rate sect a lesson.

"Great Elder, why can the Jinshan Sect have such a strong mount?" Chen Fan stood beside Chen Hai and asked quietly.

"Oh, that broken bird, pulling the wind is pulling the wind, but it's a pity that it's useless, every time the people of the Jinshan Sect come over, they will always bring this old bird with them to support the façade of their Jinshan Sect, but this old age is also four or five hundred years old, and it is estimated that he is about to die of old age!"

Chen Hai opened his mouth with a smile, his voice was a little higher than usual, obviously to let more rookie disciples hear it, and even more so that the people of the Jinshan Sect could hear it.