Zhang Fan's hand slowly pressed on the Minghuang stele.

"Boom~"

As soon as he touched it, an invisible breath and a strange feeling passed into his heart through the palm of his hand.

"What kind of treasure is this?"

"Why does it seem to be something like a stone monument in the town hall?"

In Zhang Fan's mind, all kinds of thoughts flashed. The reason why he said it seemed rather than affirmed was that he had never thought that something like the town stele would be terrifying to this extent.

The impact of the Ming Huang Stone Tablet on him was too great, and if he changed others, he might not feel anything, but Zhang Fan, as a Sect Master, was really scary with his sensitivity to things like magic weapons.

But after a little contact, many things can no longer be hidden from him.

"No wonder Shutong wants to use this stele to perform 'things and I forget', even if the entire Cloud Realm is destroyed, I'm afraid this stele can't be destroyed, right?"

The more Zhang Fan investigated, the more frightened he became.

There are so many things in this stele that give him a familiar feeling.

It is partially similar to the Purple Mansion Forbidden Monument, and it is similar to the Kyushu Oath, and there is more fairy spirit in it that is tightly closed and cannot be mobilized, as if it was born to be one.

"I'm afraid this stele is from the fairy world, or the stele of the town of a certain immortal lord in the fairy world!"

It's a long story, but it's only a moment.

In the midst of the lightning and fire, when Zhang Fan came to a conclusion, his palm had just pressed on the stone tablet.

Immediately, a mutation suddenly appeared!

At this time, if there are outsiders present, you can only see his palm silently pressed against the stone tablet, and then it is silent, motionless, as if it is stiffened there.

No one knew that in Zhang Fan's mind, there was a thunderous roar, tearing out his consciousness.

After a long time, the agitation stopped, the dust fell, and everything was suffocating.

......

"Where is this?"

The space around Zhang Fan suddenly changed from the bottom of a narrow well to a fairyland with Zhilan and Yushu Tingfang.

This change is different from the previous Dan Dao Q&A.

At that time, Zhang Fan could be said to have taken the initiative to step into a wonderful environment, even if he couldn't completely investigate, he always maintained a kind of insight and the ability to destroy.

This time it was different.

Zhang Fan's consciousness was almost pulled out of the stone tablet at the moment of contact, and he escaped into this space, and when everything happened, he didn't even react.

It's terrifying.

Fortunately, he immediately reacted, what really has such power is the stone tablet itself, if it is not Shutong.

If not, it is tantamount to putting life and death in the hands of others.

After calming down, Zhang Fan let go of his divine sense and sensed it, only to feel that a thin film enveloped the entire heaven and earth, and with a little force, it could be broken.

Since he had no worries about the future, he was truly relieved and observed the surrounding environment.

The garden of birds and flowers, the purple air rising in the mist, the beautiful palace, the fresh and intoxicating forest spring......

The fairyland on earth is nothing more than that.

This immortal-like existence has the protection of an invisible force, and with Zhang Fan's strength, it is completely impossible to break through to probe the internal situation, so after a little look, he walked inward.

After a while, Zhang Fan paused in the first heaven of the entire Immortal Mansion.

Less than ten zhang away in front of him, an old man with immortal wind bones bowed and stood.

As soon as Zhang Fan stopped, the old man immediately bowed deeply and said, "The old servant welcomes the distinguished guests to Tianque Palace." ”

"Tianque Palace?"

Zhang Fan's eyes swept over, nodded secretly, and finally stopped at the old man who called himself an "old servant".

The old servant's demeanor was vivid, his demeanor was natural, and he couldn't see anything abnormal, except in his voice, with an indescribable stiff feeling, as if he was learning words for the first time, and even less like the existence of emotion.

Even a ruthless immortal cultivator who has broken off his seven emotions and six desires is not without emotion, but it is just gentle, but in this old servant's body, Zhang Fan only felt a kind of machinery.

"This is the legendary Immortal Mansion Butler?"

Zhang Fan glanced at him again, and there was some scheming in his heart.

In the current world of cultivating immortals, the cultivators of immortals have their own caves and dojos, and most of them have their own caves and dojos.

In that place, where it is, the people who really own the Immortal Mansion are all the heroes of one side, and the role of the Immortal Mansion is not as simple as a place of residence.

The real Immortal Mansion is a magic weapon that integrates attack and defense, and it is the basis for advancing and retreating freely, representing the true strength of the master of the Immortal Mansion, which is far from being comparable to the current Dongfu Dao place.

Such a real immortal mansion, according to the legend, there are stewards of the immortal mansion, most of them are puppets such as the Yellow Turban Lux, who know the immortal mansion well, but they are not used for fighting.

If authorized, such a loyal and absolutely safe steward of the Immortal Mansion can also control the attack and defense of the Immortal Mansion, which is an extremely important link.

Since it was known that this Ming Huangshi stele was the stele of Xianfu Town, it was not surprising that this Xianfu steward appeared.

After Zhang Fan looked up and down, his heart suddenly moved, and he asked, "Excuse me, where is Shutong?"

As he spoke, his gaze remained in the eyes of the Immortal Mansion steward, as if he wanted to take in his emotions.

In the Immortal Mansion, the Immortal Mansion housekeeper knows everything, and there is no easier way to find Shutong.

At this time, Zhang Fan was just a leopard in the tube, and standing outside the gate, he could roughly understand how huge this Tianque Palace Immortal Mansion was.

If Shu Tong deliberately hides and wants to find him, I am afraid it will not be much easier than ascending to the sky.

"Dare to ask your guests what is the matter with their master?"

The butler of the Immortal Mansion stiffened his face, bowed again, and asked calmly.

"I ......"

Before Zhang Fan could speak, the butler of the Immortal Mansion said to himself:

"If you want to hunt down your master, please go left and ......"

The butler of the Immortal Mansion stretched out his hand, and the purple air hole opened, and a white jade avenue stretched out into the distance, and in the distance as far as the avenue reached, the pavilions and pavilions of the houses were scattered.

"If you want to seek medicine, please go to the right ......"

Another finger, is another avenue emerges from the mist, splendid, gold paved floor tiles, jade tree pearl decoration left and right, full of copper smell, if there is no financial resources of the country, I am afraid that if you set foot on this avenue will be ashamed of yourself.

"If you want to visit friends to say goodbye, please ...... BOC"

In the end, the Immortal Mansion butler bowed to the end and said stiffly.

As he bowed, a rugged path emerged from the avenue to the left and right.

"This ......"

When Zhang Fan saw it, he was immediately speechless.

The path is rugged, the old trees are faint, and there is a twilight, as if eternally immersed in the afterglow of the setting day.

What's even more exaggerated is that this path, which only allows one person to walk together, is overgrown with all kinds of weeds, and the highest place is no more than one person's height.

"Visiting Friends and Saying Goodbye ......"

"Shutong doesn't seem to have any friends. ”

Zhang Fan shook his head secretly, then frowned slightly, and thought about it.

From the mouth of the Immortal Mansion Steward, he had already gotten some information.

First, this Tianque Palace Immortal Mansion has indeed recognized the master, judging from the situation on the left, middle and right, it is undoubtedly Shutong;

Second, the butler of the Immortal Mansion will never reveal Shu Tong's whereabouts.

After understanding these two points, Zhang Fan was no longer interested in talking to this immortal mansion housekeeper.

If you change to an ordinary person, you can still coerce and lure, and all kinds of means will naturally be able to force you to ask, but in the face of the steward of the Immortal Mansion, it will be completely useless.

The immortal mansion is immortal, and the housekeeper is immortal.

The so-called Immortal Mansion Butler is essentially a puppet, and it is also a projection of the consciousness of the Immortal Mansion itself, as long as the Immortal Mansion is not destroyed, it is an immortal existence, and Zhang Fan is too lazy to spend that effort.

"That's it!"

Zhang Fan took a deep breath and walked towards the golden avenue on the right, decorated with jade trees and pearls......

......

A day later, Zhang Fan reappeared outside the door, his face gloomy.

After a moment's silence, he turned to head up the overgrown path in the middle.

......

Another day, in the same place, Zhang Fan's face was like a cloud, and a storm was brewing.

Gritting his teeth, he turned to the left avenue.

......

Day after day, seven full days passed.

After not knowing how many times he reappeared outside the Tianque Palace, Zhang Fan finally stopped, his brows furrowed.

At this time, there was no longer a depressed and gloomy expression on his face, but a numbness.

Whoever has been in the countless Dan rooms for seven days and seven nights, and everything he sees is exactly the same situation, he will not be much better than him.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Fan wanted to scold.

What left, middle and right, what revenge and friend alchemy, it's all bullshit, choose one of the three roads, there will be no difference, all are repetitive and repetitive Danfang, and I haven't even seen the shadow of Shutong for seven days.

The surname Nai has long been consumed, if it weren't for the fate of the gods, Fusang Shenmu, Zhang Fan would have gone long ago.

It was only at this time that he really understood why Zhongzhou Yunyuan's side had to spend a lot of effort to guard this place, instead of eliminating Shutong.

In fact, it is very simple, firstly, the Dan Dao Q&A is afraid that few people can complete it except for Zhang Fan; second, the stele of the town of Xianfu is a thing of the immortal realm and cannot be destroyed;

Thirdly, Shutong is really hiding too tightly this time, even if Zhang Fan goes deep into the immortal mansion, he can't touch his shadow, let alone others.

"How?"

Zhang Fan touched his chin, only felt a secret headache, and couldn't breathe out of his chest, and wanted to hurt internally.

While groaning, his gaze swept over the Tianque Palace.

The white jade is the column, there is the Zhilan jade tree in it, the pavilions and pavilions, the delicacies are all over it, the fairy music is fluttering, it seems that there is a heavenly maiden singing and dancing endlessly......

The real fairy palace is nothing in the world.

In this suffocating beauty, only the butler of the Immortal Mansion still gives people a little sense of existence, and everything else is beautiful by it, but it gives people a sense of unreality.

The butler of the Immortal Mansion really deserves the title of butler, Zhang Fan's gaze just swept over his body, he bowed from a distance, came closer, and asked, "What do you have to say?"

"What do you command? Will you tell me where Shutong is? Or do you want to give me another left, center, right?"

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, and was about to wave his hand to let him leave, but his heart suddenly moved.

"Huh?"

"I see. ”

In Zhang Fan's eyes, a bright color suddenly flashed, as bright as stars.

(To be continued)