Like the moon covering the thin clouds, as if covering the dense fog, the amazing beauty fades away without a trace.

When Zhang Fan suddenly looked back, Fairy Yunhua's body was like a layer of gray tulle, covering all the beauty and all the pride, looking ordinary and unnoticeable.

This is no longer as simple as a change in temperament, it is difficult to give up on natural beauty, such a fundamental change is already a realm that can only be set foot in by supernatural secret arts.

In an instant, it was like a dazzling pearl buried in the gravel, covering up its brilliance.

As a puppet, Fairy Yunhua naturally did not hide the possibility of Zhang Fan's perception from any of her actions, so she suddenly looked back at it before.

At a glance, with his cultivation eyesight, he couldn't even see the clue for a while, at best, he only felt a little unnatural, which also showed the mystery of this secret method.

Let's ask, the world is so big, how many people can have such strength as Zhang Fan?

Glancing up and down, he frowned slightly and asked, "Yunhua, why are you doing this?"

Fairy Yunhua did this without purpose, frowned and said: "In the past, Yunhua also came to Dongyunyuan and had a certain amount of contact with them, if his true face appeared in front of them, he would definitely not be able to hide it." “

"Well, and then what?"

Zhang Fan's expression did not move, and while he and Fairy Yunhua were drifting towards the ruins in the center of Dongyunyuan, he asked in a deep voice, "It should be more than that, right?"

If it was just for this reason, Yunhua would not hide her face, but it would be more advantageous to come to the door with great fanfare, anyway, it would be in front of the Divine Dao Monarch, and it would be impossible to see that she was already a puppet.

Sure enough, then Fairy Yunhua used the simplest language to roughly explain:

"The relationship between the five major Yunyuan has always been bad, especially our Zhongzhou Yunyuan, which is surrounded by enemies. ”

"They also know that Yunhua has reached the lower realm, and now returning to the Yunzhong realm will definitely cause their associations and cause unnecessary trouble. ”

"It's a sword in the clouds!"

Zhang Fan's gaze swept over the Yunzhong Divine Sword carried behind the Yunhua Fairy, and he suddenly realized.

The relationship is not good, and there is the possibility of obtaining the sword in the clouds, the other party is afraid that all kinds of secret hands will come out, although they are not afraid, they don't need to cause this trouble.

Although the immortal cultivators in Dongyun Yuan were crowded together, the speed was not slow at all, and in a few words between Zhang Fan and Yunhua Fairy, the destination was in front of him.

Originally, it was noisy all the way, but when I got here, it seemed that a condensed breath was pressing, and it was suddenly quiet.

The immortal cultivators present, regardless of their strength, numbered no less than a thousand, all fell silent, and suddenly a tense atmosphere permeated.

What caused them to be like this is not the coercion of some superiors, but the environment itself.

This is already the center of Dongyunyuan, scattered and scattered, full of various ruin fragments, half-cut dragon pillars, large broken stone carvings, broken and luxurious floor tiles...... With the passage of time, the solemn place of the past is shrouded in a layer of history, which makes people can't help but be solemn and dare not make noise.

Zhang Fan's gaze swept over the ruins everywhere, and his expression gradually became solemn.

"I originally thought that this ruin was just caused by the last battle between the four major cloud abysses that changed hands, but now it seems that it is not true. ”

"This kind of long vicissitudes and the accumulation of history cannot come to this point unless hundreds of thousands of years of time have been washed away. ”

These ruins are just like old men, witnessing countless glories, precipitating history, and continuing to silently look at the white clouds and dogs, the vicissitudes of life.

Just like the ancient vessels of the mortal world, in the eyes of the knowledgeable Fang family, even if the means of cost are at their peak, they cannot create the thickness and accumulation of history itself.

The power of time means that immortal cultivators must also tie their hands, let alone mortals, not to mention the artifacts themselves.

"The existence of these ruins, I'm afraid that before the Cloud Realm Immortal Cultivators developed, I really don't know where they came from?"

Zhang Fan observed for a moment, and after not finding any clues, he asked in a low voice: "Yunhua, are there such ruins in the five major cloud abysses?"

By this time, he had almost decided that these ruins were alien things, and they could not be developed by an outer realm in the Cloud Realm.

Even after a lapse of time, tens of thousands of years, Zhang Fan can still feel the faint sense of oppression on these ruins, as if the figures and breath of powerful men are forever frozen on these ruins.

In such a situation, the human realm is boundless, and he has never seen it.

"There are four major cloud abysses in the southeast and northwest, and the situation in Zhongzhou is a little different...... The master will see it when he arrives. ”

A look of surprise flashed in Fairy Yunhua's eyes, obviously he didn't understand how Zhang Fan knew that the four major Yunyuan had such ruins, after all, he had been inseparable all the way, had he ever asked someone about Yunhua, how could he not know?

Although she was puzzled in her heart, she didn't mean to ask, but she was stuck when she mentioned the situation in Zhongzhou, and then said vaguely with a frown.

"Zhongzhou!"

Zhang Fan nodded silently and did not continue to ask, his attention had been distracted elsewhere.

"Boom~~"

An earthquake and a thunderous sound erupted in the center of the ruins.

The sound did not stop, the ground moved, and suddenly, eighteen ring-like platforms rose from the earth and stood in front of everyone.

Each of these platforms was covered with various marks, fire and water flames, swords and stabs, and even reddish-brown from the precipitation of blood...... There are many different traces, and at first glance, it looks like a place that has experienced countless battles.

The traces of these battles were all shallow, as if they had just scratched the stone with their fingernails, and they had not penetrated into it at all.

Immortal cultivators who can fight on it can't be too weak, I'm afraid that a monk is the most basic requirement.

The battle between the monks of Jiedan, the magic weapons that came and went, could only cause such a small trace, which shows the special material of these platforms.

At the same time as these platforms appeared, Zhang Fan's keen perception told him that at that moment, countless people held their breath, and their heartbeats also accelerated, as if they were expecting something.

The platform had already appeared, but there was no next action for the time being, Zhang Fan's consciousness spread out in confusion, and he paid attention to the words of the ordinary monks in the clouds around him.

With his current cultivation, it couldn't be easier to hear something in this Dongyun Prefecture.

Time passed bit by bit, and the waiting in the suffocating condensation was suppressed and condensed, and almost all the monks in the clouds were talking about something with their acquaintances, and soon Zhang Fan knew the purpose of their gathering here.

......

"Brother Zhang, today is the last day of this month, and the eighteen candidate Venerables will be decided. With Brother Zhang's strength, it is natural to occupy a position, why not make a move, and the younger brother can cheer up Brother Zhang. ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, this month's eighteen candidate Venerables are all extraordinary in strength, Zhang's strength is not good, it's better to hide the ugliness, let's wait for next month!"

The two middle-aged men who spoke were both cultivating for the Yudan, especially the "Brother Zhang", who was in the late stage of the Yudan, which was not weak.

This person's cultivation can be regarded as standing on a high place among the at least hundreds of immortal cultivators gathered here, and the other person said that "Brother Zhang" can win a position, which is not a boast.

"Candidate Venerable?

Zhang Fan secretly paid attention, and then found that the two had changed the topic elsewhere, so he no longer paid attention to these two.

......

"January is coming, Fairy Li will definitely be able to stand in a position this time and become one of the eighteen candidate Venerables, and he will be worthy of heaven and earth, and the Lord of the Yuan will not dare to say that at least there will be a position for the fairy in the clouds under him. ”

"How dare the little sister have such a luxury, just this Dongyun Eighteen Candidate Venerable has overwhelmed the little sister, there is still a choice in Zhongzhou, how easy is it to talk about?"

"Haha, fortunately, there are as many as eighteen people now, I heard the elders say that only five people were selected at a time thousands of years ago, and it takes only one time in a hundred years, compared with the current eighteen people in January, it is undoubtedly much easier, I think Fairy Li has great hope. ”

After that, the female monk surnamed Li was humble for a while, and the other person complimented him more than once, and there was no meaningful news, and Zhang Fan was disgusted when he heard it, so he hurriedly stopped listening to it.

However, from the conversation between these two people, he still got a lot of news, especially with the two people he had heard earlier, and he gradually felt a sense of abruptness in his heart.

"The so-called candidate Venerable is because there is still one election in Zhongzhou, and the eighteen people who finally gathered the power of the five major Yunzhou are the real Venerables. ”

"Their purpose in doing this seems to be to select eighteen people every month to match them with celestials. ”

"It hasn't been on such a large scale before, it seems that those high-ranking celestials who are cowering in the Heavenly Realm Heavenly Human Palace, the situation must not be much better?"

Thinking about it in his heart, Zhang Fan already understood the situation at this time.

In January, eighteen people were sent to Zhongzhou for re-selection, and the method of deciding eighteen people in Dongyunyuan could not be simpler, it was nothing more than a ring.

Whether it is the first day on the stage or the last day, as long as you can stand on the stage on the last day of January, you will be the last candidate.

It seems that the first to go up is more disadvantageous, but it is not.

After all, this competition doesn't look like a gentle fight until the point is finished, and the reddish-brown that is still dyed in the ring is enough to explain everything.

In this case, all the monks in the clouds will consciously avoid the master who reveals his powerful means, no matter how good the Venerable's identity is, no matter how great the benefits are, how can he not compare to his own surname, right?

After understanding the specific situation, Zhang Fan didn't bother to eavesdrop on the conversation of those monks in the clouds.

At this moment, Fairy Yunhua came over, and her face looked a little gloomy.

"Master, Wanli Fuyun is in trouble. ”

"What?!"

"Is there any variability in the trip to Zhongzhou?"

Zhang Fan's expression froze when he heard this, and he was also gloomy, and asked in a deep voice, "Yunhua, what's the situation?"

(To be continued)