"Senior brother is not wrong. ”

Fan Jun shook his head and replied.

Seeing that Fan Jun still looked proud, Chen San no longer asked, but looked at Fan Jun with pleading eyes.

Soon, Fan Jun nodded with a satisfied smile and said, "Old Ancestor has indeed not appeared in front of our Haishan Sect disciples for a long time. It's just that it's in front of you ordinary disciples. ”

Looking at the envy in Chen San's eyes, Fan Jun was even more satisfied, and then said: "In fact, over the years, Master Ancestor has traveled alone a few times. The most recent time was three years ago, when he said that he went out to the extreme west to find an alchemy elixir. ”

"Three years ago, with the supernatural powers of the master, there is anything that can't be found, and now it should be back, right?"

Chen San showed such an expression, and then asked casually.

"Not yet. However, as you said, the Ancestor has supernatural powers that shook the world, even if he has not returned, it is also because of the rarity of the elixir he is looking for, and I believe that it will be not long before he returns to the Haishan Sect. ”

Fan Jun nodded and agreed.

Then, the two chatted for a while, and Fan Jun finally asked Chen San out, closed the door and continued to cultivate.

Glancing at the hidden wooden door, Chen San's eyes flickered for a moment, then he turned around and jumped, jumping off the stone platform, and in the blue light flashing under his feet, a blue sea lotus appeared at his feet.

The day after that, Chen San spent a sum of spirit stones for a slightly far-fetched reason, and exchanged a cave mansion facing northwest with a fellow disciple.

This kind of thing of changing the residence of the cave house among peers and the same sect is really common in the sect, and the reasons are also strange, but most of the reasons are that they don't want to face someone, or they want to get closer to someone, so the elders of the sect generally don't pay attention to the trivial matters between these disciples.

Chen San, who changed the cave, did not lower the boulder of the cave, but only set up a phantom array at the entrance of the cave, and sat at the entrance of the cave every day, staring at the blue sky in the distance with his eyes.

The phantom array arranged with Chen Sanxiu as the arrangement, and the monks of the same rank as the Luozhong people that Chen Sanhua had turned into, that is, there were not many friendly fellow monks in the foundation building period, so Chen San did not have anyone to come to the door to disturb him.

The days are spent in such a boring sitting, Chen San sits at the entrance of the cave every day, his eyes staring at the blue sky in the northwest for a moment, as if he is afraid that he will miss something.

Indeed, Chen San was waiting, waiting for the old monster of the Proud Sea to return to the Haishan Sect with Liu Wenfeng.

Liu Wenfeng, who has cultivated the Supreme Exercise "Yanglong Zhenyan", if it is said that Gong Qingyun, the lord of Cuiwei Valley, has not imposed a ban on this female Zhihai, Chen San will not believe it no matter what.

The Void Light Realm is not far away from the Qianli Realm, just in case, Chen San believes that Gong Qingyun will definitely put a ban on Liu Wenfeng's knowledge, in case Liu Wenfeng is captured and forced to interrogate.

Not to mention that Gong Qingyun is a fusion stage powerhouse, even if Gong Qingyun is a Yuan Infant stage monk, the divine sense prohibition laid down by a monk of the same level is not something that the old monster of the Proud Sea can easily break.

Therefore, even if the old monster of the Proud Sea can break the prohibition in Liu Wenfeng's divine sense, it will take a long time, so in order to prevent his whereabouts from being exposed, he will definitely bring Liu Wenfeng back to the Haishan Sect to slowly find out the mantra of the exercises.

After watching for a long time, Chen San couldn't support it, but the Yuan Infant Monk's speed was really as fast as lightning, Chen San was afraid that he would rest for too long and just miss the return of the old monster of the Proud Sea, so everything he had done before would be in vain.

Forty-three days later, just as Chen San secretly said in his heart that no one would return in two more days, so he rested for a while, an inconspicuous water blue light appeared in the northwest, and then flew towards the Haishan Sect.

The speed of the water blue light is extremely fast, and the light is dim and difficult to distinguish, and it is almost the same color as the blue sky, if it weren't for Chen San's eyes with the ability to see microscopic abilities, I am afraid that he would not be able to find it until the water blue light came to a very close place.

Two points in Chen San's eyes appeared like a needle, and he looked into the water blue light, and then with a muffled sound, Chen San lay on his back on the ground, and soon closed his eyes slightly and fell asleep.

Before falling asleep, Chen San saw two figures inside the water blue light, and the figures were a man and a woman.

Chen San slept until dusk the next day, when Jin Ri sank to the sea, and then woke up leisurely.

Stretching his waist, standing up and loosening his muscles, Chen San's Luo Zhongren turned into an expressionless flick of his hand, lifted the prohibition at the entrance of the cave, and then walked out of the cave.

Taking out the sea lotus and stepping on, Chen San turned into a water blue light and rose to the top.

When he ascended to the hall of the Qiping Haishan Sect, Chen San flew around and flew towards the elders and their disciples on the other side of the giant mountain.

On the stone platform in front of Fan Jun's stone house, Chen San landed on tiptoe again, and then pointed to a spiritual light that shot out and disappeared into the void in front of the stone house.

Soon, the wooden door of the stone house opened silently, and Fan Jun's figure appeared from the shadow behind the door. Fat Cat Literature Network

"Senior Brother has seen Senior Brother Luo. ”

Chen San bowed slightly towards Fan Jun and saluted.

"Come in. ”

After seeing Chen San's appearance clearly, Fan Jun didn't wait for Chen San's salute to finish, he turned around and walked into the house, walking, and then lit up the forbidden spar in the house.

Looking at Fan Jun's figure, Chen San hooked the corners of his mouth, a smile hung on the corners of his mouth, walked into the stone house in three or two steps, closed the wooden door, and only a trace of light shone through the crack in the door and shot into the dark night sky.

Soon after, the light in the stone house dimmed, the wooden door opened silently, and Fan Jun stepped out of it, a blue three-foot long sword sank under his feet, and then his body slowly floated straight to the top of the mountain.

Just like the martial arts sects in the mortal world, the sects in the immortal cultivation realm are also full of parties, from low to high, from high to low, the size of the parties is different, and the number of people is also different.

The same is true of the Haishan faction, and among the parties of the Haishan faction, especially the two factions led by the two major disciples of the head of the Haishan faction, Xianshuizuo, are the strongest.

The two major disciples under the Xianshui seat are the eldest disciple Wang Tong and the second disciple Zhang Yunfei, both of whom are Xianshui almost at the same time. And the qualifications are almost the same, and the two people with the same spiritual root attributes have no surprise in their cultivation speed, and there is not much difference between them.

The position of the head of the immortal water is that the old monster of Aohai is troublesome in managing the sect, and after cultivating to the Yuan infant stage, it gives way to the calm immortal water. Even so, even if he became the head of a big sect like the Haishan Sect, Xianshui, who was slightly inferior in qualifications, could not climb the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage.

Although he is the puppet of the old monster of the Proud Sea, Xianshui is still powerful in the Haishan Sect, and he is still under one person, and he still has a great power to decide who is in the Haishan Sect.

Therefore, no matter what the two disciples under the Xianshui Throne think or don't think, the position of the head of the Xianshui must be passed on to one of them. Naturally, the disciples in the Haishan Sect also chose one person to support them early, hoping that the person they were optimistic about would ascend to the throne in the future, so as to bring various benefits to themselves.

The person Fan Jun supports is Wang Tong, the eldest disciple under the Xianshui Seat, and now Fan Jun is flying to Wang Tong's residence.

Although the giant mountain was high, it was really nothing in the eyes of the monks, and soon Fan Jun ascended to the top of the mountain to the side of a majestic temple, in front of a slightly smaller temple.

Where Fan Jun stood, the three halls were one large and two small, and they were also dug up by the mountain, which was the sleeping place of Xianshui and his two major disciples.

ascended all the way, seemingly unimpeded, but in fact, after many secret whistles, Fan Jun came to Wang Tong's residence. Fan Jun, as an elder disciple and a member of Wang Tong's faction, often flew to the top of the mountain to gather with Wang Tong and others, and the monks in the secret post were already familiar with Fan Jun, so they didn't come out to ask. In the past, even if Fan Jun was an elder disciple, a few people would jump out and ask a few words before they would be released.

After going to the residence of the head and his disciples, Fan Jun carefully felt the fluctuations of the aura around him, and then grinned, and did not summon Wang Tong, but continued to escape together, flying towards the last section of the mountain.

At the top of the temple of Xianshui and his disciples, the last section of the mountaintop, the entire mountain top has been hollowed out, and the most majestic hall of the entire Haishan Sect is here.

can build a hall on the top of the head of the palace, and the identity of the people living in the hall can be imagined, who else can it be if it is not the ancestor of the Aohai.

At this time, Fan Jun, although the light rose and flew to the Hall of the Ancestor of the Haishan Sect, there was nothing under his feet, and the light was dim and faint, and it was difficult to see clearly from a little distance, which seemed very strange.

The light finally dispersed, Fan Jun pointed to the ground on tiptoe, landed on the empty and vast stone platform in front of the main hall, raised his eyes and swept the main hall in front of him, and then walked towards the gate of the hall with light steps.

Walking to the place outside the palace gate, Fan Jun was stunned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at it carefully, as if he was studying something.

Two hours passed, and Fan Jun raised his index finger with his right hand, and a strange darkness emerged from his fingertips.

The little darkness that appeared on Fan Jun's fingertips was not big, but if he looked at it for a long time, he would feel like he would be completely sucked into it.

The moment the fingertips appeared in pitch black, Fan Jun pointed forward, and then as if blocked, a circle of ripples like ripples on the surface of the lake appeared on his fingertips, and then slowly rippled around, as if his fingertips were black and touched something.

The ripples disappeared after reaching human height, and then another circle of ripples emerged from Fan Jun's fingertips, the ripples disappeared, the ripples appeared, and the cycle continued.

It's just that the speed at which the ripples disappear soon begins to be unable to catch up with the speed of the ripples, and the ripples in a circle are constantly rippling out from Fan Jun's fingertips, like a wave, and they keep pushing in a circle.

However, in the rippling space of human height, after an hour, it was already covered with more than 100 ripples, and the ripples expanded and disappeared, one after another, making people feel dizzy at a glance.

Finally, under the rapid ripples created by his fingertips, Fan Jun filled the space in front of him, which was no more than a person's height, with ripples huddled together, but the outermost ripples no longer disappeared, and the ripples generated behind did not cover the ripples in front.

Fan Jun's fingertips retracted, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead, glowing with a fine cold light in the dark night.

As if tired, with a light breath in his mouth, Fan Jun stepped forward and walked towards the space full of ripples in front of him.

As if he had crossed nothing, Fan Jun directly crossed the dense ripples and walked towards the dull yellow brass gate of the main hall.