The early morning in the Lianyun Mountains came earlier than in other places.

In the blink of an eye, it had been 3,650 nights and nights, and the sight of the worlds that had risen before the clouds had risen, and the sights of the kingdoms that had fallen and the clouds had not yet fallen, had long been unsurprising, and could not even attract any superfluous attention.

Unconsciously, Zhang Fan's Great Zhou Tian sermon gradually came to an end, and there was still the sound of the sermon in his ears that penetrated everything and dispelled all the immortal and lost paths, but involuntarily, a sad feeling permeated the hearts of millions of immortals.

This feeling is indescribable, obviously all the minds are immersed in the supreme **, in the door of all wonders, there is that kind of pain like parting, hidden in the depths of the heart, reminding from time to time that all this is going to end after all.

Three thousand six hundred and fifty nights have passed, and the East Palace of the Lianyun Mountain Range at this time looks completely different from ten years ago.

First the mountain.

Lianyun Mountains, the whole body of golden light looms, looking at it from afar, but I feel that the whole body is like gold casting;

I really don't know, is it because people are close to this mountain and dyed with golden light, so they don't realize the wonder of the mountain, or do they look at it from afar, but when they look closely, they are blinded and lose their essence?

In any case, the mountain gate of the Faxiangzong of the Lianyun Mountain Range, which is now said to be a genuine blessed land, is a holy land for cultivating immortals.

Then there is the one who heareth the word.

In the past ten years, I don't know how many late monks have joined the millions of immortals, and after bowing three times and nine times to the teacher, they listened to the Great Dao with joy and sorrow.

Sadness is regret when it was too late, I don't know what kind of opportunity I missed, and joy is that I finally caught up with this grand event, and some gains are enough to reach a thousand years of enlightenment.

Among them, there are those who have lost their chances because they have traveled a long way, those who regret their disdain, those who have great magical powers that have the power of the heavens and the spirit of the Jedi, and there are also mortals who have staggered and moved here step by step...... From time to time, I suddenly woke up from the Dadao addiction, and when I looked back at the left, I found that the number of people had doubled, all of them were unfamiliar faces, not the previous situation, and so on, countless.

Then the birds and beasts, the scales and armor were aquatic, and they all prostrate and listened to the sermon.

Ten years ago, Zhang Fan fought with the ancestors of Northern Xinjiang, which affected a wide range, and although Zhang Fan restored his original state with **, and suppressed the ancestors of Northern Xinjiang to support the leylines, the dead creatures could not be resurrected after all.

Only the spirit birds and beasts that took refuge in the mountain gate of the Faxiangzong got rid of that catastrophe and got a great opportunity.

I don't know if it was Zhang Fan's ** who communicated with heaven and earth, or the smallpox that fell during the preaching, the golden lotus that surged from the ground, and the moisturizing of the Zifu Ganlin Emperor's slurry that never stopped.

In the past ten years, there have been many people who have not slept without eating, drinking or crawling around the East Imperial Palace, quietly listening to the sermon.

With the passage of time, in addition to these birds and beasts that are blessed with unique geographical location, some demon beasts with a little wisdom have slowly traveled thousands of mountains and rivers and come from afar.

Most of these birds and beasts who have not yet opened their minds also understand that when they salute and then hear **, most of them find a position, crawl down directly, and then do not move.

Among them, there are few who can open the valley, and in this Donghua Daojun [***] heavy land, there is not even rain and dew, so they can only live next to each other. If it weren't for the whispers of the Great Dao echoing the heavens and the earth, naturally gathering immeasurable spiritual energy and nourishing all things, I am afraid that they would have starved to death here without understanding the subtleties of the Great Dao.

At the beginning, whether it was the millions of immortals who came from afar or the disciples of the Faxiang Sect, they all looked down on these inhuman people very unpleasantly, but Zhang Fan did not say that, plus with the degree of their spiritual wisdom, it was impossible to obtain any true transmission of the magic method, so he reluctantly tolerated their existence.

These birds and beasts also know the opportunity, and none of them dare to roar and scream, and those who make noise, even if they are excited and itchy, they are forced to endure not to make a sound, and only vent in their hearts.

Over time, those millions of immortals also adapted to their existence, and regarded it as an auspicious thing, as an embellishment for Zhang Fan's lecture this time.

In fact, God knows how these birds and beasts who have not yet opened their minds understand the preciousness of the Great Dao and how they have traveled all the way to come here? If you dig deeper, I am afraid that no one can even figure out how they got this news.

...... Time passed rapidly in all kinds of visions and all kinds of mysteries, from millions of immortals frowning or rejoicing.

This said, Zhang Fanzheng talked about all kinds of **, three thousand side doors, all of which can prove immortality, everyone is fascinated, and when they are addicted, hundreds of abrupt sounds, shaking everyone out of the mysterious realm.

At the same time, Zhang Fan paused, the sound of the avenue stopped, and the feeling that was originally like a spring seemed to erode for a while, and he didn't know how to continue.

"Who!"

Countless immortal cultivators who had broken the process of enlightenment were furious, if it weren't for such an occasion, they could only roar in their chests, otherwise, at this time, Lianyun Mountain Range would be drowned out by the sound of angry rebuke.

I don't know how many eyes swept by, and I found those who made strange noises. Immediately, everyone retracted their gaze in a daze, and the annoyance faded a lot.

Without him, this is really not something that those people can control themselves, it can only be said that it is the will of God.

At the same time, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, the ghosts and gods cried, and the whole heaven and earth changed color.

The great supernatural power can change the sky and the earth with a wave of his hand, covering the sky, just like what Zhang Fan did in Northern Xinjiang ten years ago. However, how could ordinary monks have such means, and only in a few circumstances in their lives could they trigger such celestial phenomena.

For example: Jindan Dacheng......; That's the case with the hundreds of people who make strange noises.

At the same time, how many people condensed the golden pill, and several more than the Yuan Infant Dacheng, all of them were in a hurry, causing changes in the heavens and the earth, disturbing the surrounding aura, and becoming this scene.

Those who broke through were mostly influenced by Zhang Fanda's preaching, and unconsciously broke through their own barriers, and they were sad that they were about to pass away.

At this time, these people were completely unable to perceive the changes in external objects, and were completely immersed in the changes in their own realm.

After discovering the source of the vision, the millions of immortals suddenly withdrew their gaze, and for a while their hearts were empty, and they didn't know what to do.

In everyone's heart, there is a kind of enlightenment:

"Ten years of Hongdao, I'm afraid it's over......"

This feeling is unreasonable, which makes people unwilling to believe it, and can't help but think that it is true in their hearts, which is inexplicably mysterious.

Ten years of enlightenment, stopped for a while, so that those immortal cultivators who have been in retreat for many years can't help but feel like a different world in their hearts, that is, they were friends in the past, and it seems a little strange at this time.

This is the mysterious, simple and vast avenue, which points directly to the source, and is not comparable to the boring cultivation retreat.

When there was nothing to do for a while, there were many immortal cultivators who chatted with their friends nearby, or exchanged experiences, or expressed their feelings, or looked forward to the future war, or worried about Zhang Fan's safety...... The list goes on and on.

Not far from the Divine Power Tree, in the front row of the disciple position of the Faxiang Sect, a woman in white was stunned, reaching out and stroking the little unicorn lying next to her, her eyebrows frowning slightly, which made people feel a sense of pity in their hearts.

This kind of pity is not the kind of pampering of the weak little woman who can't wait to be in her arms, but the unbearable pain hidden in the heart of the chic girl.

- Dragon!

The eldest disciple of Donghua Daojun, it is said that the first disciple with whom he has a long-cherished favor is extremely valued by Zhang Fan, and it also makes a group of disciples of the Faxiang Sect love but feel ashamed of themselves and dare not approach the strange woman.

A beautiful woman, straddling the unicorn, going back and forth to the left near the three states, chic like clouds, and uninhibited like the wind, occasionally, will reveal a sad sorrow...... Long'er's admirers can be said to have swept away the geniuses and heroes of the younger generation in the three states.

However, at this time, no matter how itchy it was, no one could get close to comfort him softly. There was only one voice with a bit of banter, which sounded in Long'er's ears without any scruples:

"Senior Sister 'Big', what are you thinking?"

Before the words fell, a charming and innocent one, a faint golden crow mark appeared between the two slender eyebrows, it was Zhang Fan's beloved daughter, a new generation of little demon girl - Youyou.

Speaking of which, Youyou has been unhappy with the name of Long'er, the senior sister, for many years, but Zhang Fan endured it herself, and she had to obey it, but every time she greeted, she couldn't wait to bite the tenfold accent on the word "big".

"Sister Yoyo. ”

Long Er smiled faintly and beckoned. In her heart, there is no meaning to any senior sister or sister, as long as she is by that person's side...... Laughing leisurely, the lotus step moved lightly, and stood side by side with the dragon.

When it comes to appearance, no one can compare with Youyou, and the smile shows the elegance of the city, and everyone who sees it is fascinated, and then retracts their gaze busily.

The reputation of the little demon girl is widely known, which makes people dare not provoke, and there is an invincible father in the world, so that people have not even given birth to the idea of provoking, and they have been snuffed in the bud.

"Hee-hee-hee~"

The little demon girl smiled and withdrew her gaze, and then followed Long'er's gaze, and when she saw it, her expression suddenly became strange.

"Long'er, what are you looking at?"

"Master!"

Long Er replied very naturally, but it made Youyou speechless for a while, and he couldn't continue.

She muttered in her heart, and couldn't help but think of the regret that she had never come down from Dongyang Peak at this time.

Youyou is the daughter of Xiruo, and she knows her mother Mo Ruonu, she remembers the scene when Zhang Fan returned with Wan'er.

After all, Zhang Fan's means were clever, and he calmly said everything he had to do in the future, and then said to Xiruo and Wan'er: "When I come back, take care of yourself, don't let me worry." ”

A simple sentence made the storm that you had been worried about for a long time disappear invisibly.

It's a pity that although he has the name of a demon girl, he loves Zhang Fan deeply, and he will never let him be distracted by family affairs at this life-and-death juncture.

In this way, there is a scene where the two daughters get along in harmony, and it is really Zhang Fan who owes it to him.

Youyou, who saw all this, couldn't help but be a little worried: "Is it possible to add another one?"

What does Long'er think of Zhang Fan, the so-called long-cherished favor between them, as Zhang Fan's daughter, how could Youyou not know? She was thinking about what words to use to dispel Long'er's thoughts, when a faint voice came into her ears:

"Sister Yoyo, do you know?"

"Huh?"

"The dragon is actually very early...... I regained my memory. ”

The dragon's voice was faint, faint, like a gentle wind, like a drizzle, his eyes were wandering, but his thoughts had reached a scene that was familiar enough to be seen every midnight dream, and so strange that he had never seen it at all.

...... "I don't want ...... Don't ......"

"No...... To ......"

A weak woman, struggling in blood, stubbornly persevering, not wanting to hurt the person she admires in her heart.

"This ......"

"He should remember me~~~~"

Before dying, in the boundless pain, there is only this sentence, this thought, this wish...... So that she did not sink into the darkness, but persevered and finally rebuilt the light with her current identity.

...... Time has passed, and when the memory of the previous life is restored, Long Er knows why there is indescribable sadness in his eyes when he usually looks at that person, and it is even clearer what the words of the master and apprentice represent.

So, she buried everything deep and didn't mention it to anyone, the dragon of the previous life, the dragon of this life, is already one person.

Now, she's finally confiding it all.

"Ah~~"

Youyou was stunned for a moment, then covered his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Do you remember everything?"

"Hmm. ”

Long Er nodded, her eyes never withdrew from Zhang Fan's body, but with an indescribable meaning, she said, "Sister Youyou, you don't have to worry, I have already figured it out." ”

"Oh, let's hear it. ”

Youyou understands in her heart that this senior sister Long'er's surname is free and easy, and there is actually a big difference between the stubborn girl in Zhang Fan's mouth, and she has not changed her words, so she should not be scolded for her. As soon as the worry was gone, curiosity arose.

"Maybe it's me, maybe it's not me, so what?"

"It's just a memory, a dream. ”

"Since I was born, Long'er was the first disciple of Donghua, and before I remember everything, I was still the first disciple of Donghua, and now, I still do. ”

"I will never forget all the things in the past, but it is not my emotion after all, it is just an old nick that cannot be erased, but it will not hurt again. ”

...... After saying a lot, Long Er's gaze suddenly became firm, and he turned his head for the first time, looked directly into Youyou's eyes, and said: "Being born in the same era with a character like the master is a great sorrow for countless people in the Immortal Dao, and it is a great blessing for us!"

"How lucky it is to be able to watch such a person who has never been seen before or after him, step by step to the top, and follow his footsteps all the way forward!"

"It's time for me to be satisfied. ”

Saying so much, Long Er exhaled a long breath, as if he had let go of a lot, and the whole person seemed brisk, and smiled, but he didn't let the leisurely elegance increase, and even increased the mature charm after decomposition.

"Ah~"

"Long'er can smile so beautifully, she has caught up with her mother. ”

Youyou lost his mind for a while, and at the same time relieved his heart, Long'er did choose another path to follow that person............ Not to mention the child's thoughts, looking back, in the East Palace, there were several people whose expressions suddenly changed, and they suddenly became solemn.

Immediately after the change of color of the people, a bell that seemed to come from the primeval wilderness, with an entwined dragon roar, came from the nine clouds, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

"That's ......"

"Calling the Dragon Bell!" Qingfeng Daojun suddenly got up and exclaimed.

It's not just him, Zhang Fan, Shutong, the corpse abandoned Taoist, and the old rabbit...... All the gods were moved.

Call the dragon bell, call the world ten thousand dragons, all the dragon bloodline, don't dare to disobey.

This is no longer the era of the primeval dragons rampant in the world, but the dragon bell still has a special significance; first: the survival of the dragon clan, all dragons are responsible; either to survive the difficulties, or to die together; second: the demon emperor is in the world, and ten thousand dragons worship!

This time, for what?

(To be continued)