For several months, Zhang Ran sat in the Jiang family, and there was no movement.

This is strange, I asked Jiang Daolin, this disappearance will happen several times a year. Then wait a little longer, Zhang Ran meditated cross-legged in the cultivation room, running the "Forging Spirit Technique". It's better than having nothing to do.

The children of the Jiang family's Tongzhi period each have an independent cultivation courtyard, and the treatment is quite good, which shows that Jiang Daolin has made a lot of money. These dozens of courtyards are all within the controllable range of Zhang Ran's divine sense. This night, the moon is shining, and it should be fine.

Zhang Ran only felt that his legs and feet were sore, and he was about to get up, when a suspicious figure appeared in his consciousness. The figure landed in mid-air and scurried into a courtyard without hesitation. In less than a breath, he carried a child of the Jiang family and flew into the vast night.

Perhaps accustomed to such things, this person is unconcerned about his surroundings. A flag-like artifact was released, and with one foot on it, it flew off into the distance.

Pillars? Flying things can at least be controlled by foundation-building monks. Zhang Ran didn't want to startle the snake, and when he saw that his breath was not much higher than his own, he dragged it behind with confidence.

The two of them flew hundreds of miles one after the other, and the black shadow just rushed forward with his head bored, without the slightest intention of stopping. Fortunately, Zhang Ran Zhenyuan is strong, and the black shadow has never departed from the sense of divine consciousness.

A high mountain stood in front of him, and Zhang Ran seemed familiar. The shadow continued to fly into the mountains, reaching a deep canyon. The black shadow descended, and with a single move, a cloud of black mist rushed to the nearby cliff. A green mist dispersed, and a cave appeared on the cliff wall, and the black shadow disappeared in a flash. The green mist flipped and the cave disappeared.

This is the lair of the black shadow, no wonder there is a disappearance in the Hengshan period every year, the means of the black shadow, Zhang Ran estimates that Jiang Daolin will definitely not be able to deal with it.

Zhang Ran got off the white jade boat and walked to the place where the cave disappeared, with his knowledge in the past few years, he knew that a forbidden formation must have been laid here. Time waits for no one, and if you are one step late, I am afraid that the life of the kidnapped child will not be guaranteed. I don't know what kind of formation this is, if you don't understand it, you can't crack it at all.

After a little thought, let's try it, if you really can't break it, then use the flying sword to break the formation. The divine consciousness moved slightly, and a stream of true yuan poured out of his palm, and spread towards the place where the green smoke had just come out. Perhaps it was stimulated by the true yuan, the green smoke flickered, and the hole still couldn't be opened, and it seemed that the flying sword was going to be used.

Before the divine sense could be activated, the two small leaves of the purple lotus in the sea of consciousness swayed excitedly, and the green smoke was all sucked in by the purple lotus. Zhang Ran seemed to hear Zilian's urging, I want it, I want it.

The entrance of the cave was wide open, as if the black shadow did not react in the slightest, and Zhang Ran stepped forward. Twenty feet away, I saw a black shadow sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. There seemed to be a magic circle beneath him, surrounded by a green mist. The children of the Jiang family, who had just been taken captive, closed their eyes tightly and lay sideways in the magic circle. A trace of white mist emerged from the head of the Jiang family's disciple, constantly dragged over, and was sucked into the mouth by the black shadow. The black shadow had a satisfied look on his face, and his hands began to pinch the trick, as if to increase the strength of absorption.

Zhang Ran's heart was shocked, hateful! The seven-star sword disappeared in a flash, and went straight to the throat of the black shadow.

The black shadow seemed to wake up from the satisfaction just now, sensing the flying sword to shoot at him, and his hands moved, and a black banner was held in his hand. The black banner shook, and in a thick black mist, countless evil ghosts and murderous creatures pounced on Zhang Ran. The ghost cried wolf, and the black mist rolled.

Zhang Ran suddenly felt a numbness in his senses, as if he had been bitten by something, and the Seven Star Sword suddenly lost its accuracy.

It's going to be bad, Zhang Ran said in his heart. This is the first time to fight with evil cultivators, and the howling and black mist constantly affect his mind. The divine consciousness was numb and numb, and there were bursts of pain, which greatly reduced the power of the Seven Star Sword.

is still careless, from the inner door to the killing of Bai Yusheng, he is fluttering, and his excessive self-confidence makes him lose his due vigilance. If he had released the Green Mantis Sword as soon as he came up and attacked the Black Shadow with all his might, the result would definitely not be as unbearable as it is now. Unexpectedly, the method of evil cultivation was to specifically attack the monk's Divine Consciousness Sea.

When Zhang Ran was remorseful and blamed himself, the leaves of the purple lotus swayed a few times, and a cloud of purple mist brushed towards Zhihai, and an incomparably cool moment made him sober up, and the pain and itchiness just now disappeared completely.

Zhang Ran was furious, and the "Green Sword" ignored the demon fog ghost, and "poof" directly penetrated the throat of the black shadow. The black shadow screamed and fell to the ground. The black banner also fell aside, and the ferocious goblins burrowed into the black banner again.

A dark green light flew up from the corpse of the black shadow, and rushed towards Zhang Ran's head with a "swish". The purple lotus suddenly flew out of the sea of knowledge, and a purple light shone on the dark green light cluster, and it was frozen at once. The light mass let out a whining scream, and there seemed to be a villain inside, cursing viciously. Zilian didn't care about him, and one after another purple light was injected into the light cluster. The dark green light cluster gradually became smaller, then gradually thinned, and finally, the light cluster disappeared. Zilian "swished", and flew to Zhang Ran's sea of knowledge again, and there was a burst of hiccup.

Zhang Ran was puzzled, could the purple lotus still be like this? Anxiously looking at the sea, the purple stem of the purple lotus seemed to have an extra leaf the size of a grain of rice. I really couldn't figure it out, but Zhang Ran felt that the little purple ball was much more condensed.

The dark green light cluster was taken away by Zilian, and the black shadow was completely dead, but unfortunately, this child of the Jiang family could no longer be saved, and Zhang Ran felt very guilty.

Looking at the corpse of the black shadow in front of him, if he didn't have Zilian's help, he was afraid that he would be in a catastrophe. What kind of person is this, how can he practice evil exercises here? Take off the storage bag of the evil cultivator, there is no spirit stone pill or anything like that. A few pieces of green jade, a piece of paper shaped like an animal skin.

Zhang Ran picked up a piece of jade slip, looked into it, and could understand the words inside. Zhang Ran took a closer look from beginning to end, this person's name was Sima Wei, a Jindan monk of the Xihai Soul Refining Sect. It turned out that this was a piece of identity jade, Xihai, I had heard other senior brothers talk about it in the sect, and no one knew where it was.

Zhang Ran was stunned for a moment, how could it be Brother Jindan, could it be that this black shadow was Brother Jindan? Zhang Ran was full of horror, he gave away his life by the slightest slight, and actually started with Brother Jindan. I am really arrogant, but fortunately, Zilian rescued in time. Since he is a Jindan monk, how can his aura be similar to that of a foundation building monk? Zhang Ran was confused.

picked up another piece of jade slip, and Zhang Ran looked at it one by one word for word, and this time it was clear.

The realm opened, and a great battle broke out between the monks of the West Sea and the monks of the Green Desolation, and the black shadow was seriously injured and hid in the Southern Desolation Demon Domain. By chance, he found an ancient cave mansion, Sima was overjoyed, but found it difficult to open. After the Great War, the Gate of the Realm was closed, and he could never return to the West Sea.

So, he drew the location of the Ancient Cave Mansion in the Southern Wilderness on a demon beast skin, and then went to explore after recovering from his injuries. In order to avoid the search and capture of the Qinghuang Immortal Cultivation Realm, he temporarily escaped into the mortal world.

Due to serious injuries, the cultivation fell sharply and was reduced to the foundation building period. For the sake of healing, a soul refining array was set up in the cave, and the cultivators of the Tongqi period with spiritual roots were captured, and the souls were sacrificed in the magic circle, and their souls were used to nourish the primordial spirits in order to recover.

It turns out that the dark green circle of light is actually the monk's primordial spirit, but Zilian likes to absorb the soul primordial spirit. Unexpectedly, a Jindan monk fell into the hands of a small thing.

The animal skin paper, some patterns were drawn strangely, Zhang Ran didn't know what these meant, so he received the storage bag, did he want to go to the Southern Wilderness once?

Zhang Ran put away the soul flag, although this thing is useless to himself, but the thing used by the Jindan monk must be worth a lot of money, maybe it will be a magic weapon.

Unleashed the spiritual fire, dissolved the two corpses, and released the flying sword to completely destroy the soul refining array to prevent harm in the future. The cave was examined again, and there was nothing but bones.

After doing all this, Zhang Ran released the white jade boat and flew away. When I turned around, it was no wonder that I felt familiar with this place, and it was actually where Wuhuang Mountain was located. also understands that the cottage must have been destroyed by Sima Wei.

There is no nostalgia, Bai Yuzhou traveled thousands of miles in an instant, landed at the Jiang family, and at this time, the sky was bright.

Zhang Ran transmitted his divine sense, called Jiang Daolin, and told him about the cause and effect, but only hid some key points.

Although another child died, Jiang Daolin was very sad. However, in the future, this shadow will not appear in the territory of Hengshan, and Jiang Daolin's gratitude to Zhang Ran is beyond words.

After dealing with the matter, Zhang Ran left the Jiang family, and although Jiang Daolin tried his best to stay, it was difficult to stop Zhang Ran's intention.

When I returned home, I rested for a few days and thought about the gains and losses of the trip. From the inner door to the killing of Bai Yusheng and the three, he has always been smooth sailing, and he has lost his due vigilance, and he must be more careful in his actions in the future.

After all, he can't stay in Hengshan all the time, and his father and mother are safe, so he can rest assured. Before he left, he had to go to Gutang Mountain, in order to see his grandfather, and if it was convenient, he would also go to see his husband.

I made up my mind and told my father, and my father and mother readily agreed.

Zhang Ran tried not to go to the city, as long as there was no one, he released Bai Yuzhou. In less than an hour, he arrived at Gutang Village, and arrived on the hillside where his grandfather stood and looked at him from afar.

On the hillside, is where my grandfather rests. Grandpa's tomb is very different from that year, a pavilion was built on it, and the ground was paved with blue bricks on all sides, and a stone tablet was erected at the head of the tomb.

Zhang Ran knelt down in front of his grandfather's grave, tears flowing silently. This kneeling is three days and three nights.

Before parting, Zhang Ran mobilized Zhenyuan and moved evergreen trees from a distance, making his grandfather's graveyard look less desolate.

Hey, I don't know what year or month I have to return. Dao, is it really ruthless?

The green radish set is still the same as it was back then, and there is no change.

In the hall, there was a burst of recitation, and occasionally a gentleman shouted loudly. Coming to this place, Zhang Ran unconsciously flinched, and what should he say when he saw his husband.

As long as you have Mr. in your heart, what's the matter if you don't see him?