The valley is quiet, and the waterfall is like a practice.

Sitting in the bamboo building, Lin Fan ate three roast suckling pigs and gnawed on two bee crystals the size of a human head, which relieved his tired body somewhat.

came to Li Hailong, who was still fainting, and dragged his hand around his waist, and a palm-sized jade pendant was held in his hand.

Gently played with it a few times, threw it to Zhang Lei, who was still in a daze on the side, and said: "This thing should be regarded as his compensation for the spirit stone you bought the elixir back then."

Zhang Lei's face was happy, he carefully stuffed the jade pendant into his arms, stretched out a mud-stained shoe and stepped on a few shoe prints on the fainting Li Hailong's face.

Lin Fan returned to the bamboo tower and found a place to lie down in the warm sun, he really needed to rest now.

Looking at the sky, it was still early at noon, beckoning Meng Jiuru to step forward, pointing at Zhang Lei and a few people and saying: "Here you have the highest cultivation, you can lead them to cultivate, but before cultivating, you must carry a boulder around the valley a hundred times, and if you can do it, you can stay, and if you can't insist on leaving, after all, it is impossible to become a strong person without a tenacious heart, whoever likes to be a waste will let him go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Fan fell to the ground and fell asleep.

On a summer morning, the sun is scorching, and five bodies crawl through the valley with boulders on their shoulders.

Whenever someone couldn't hold on, they would look at Li Hailong, who had fallen in the center of the valley.

His occasional howls made several people suddenly energetic, and no one wanted to go through the same fate as him in the future.

Only by constantly getting stronger is that this is the only way out.

As soon as he thought that he would be able to have the ability to defeat the foundation building powerhouse like Lin Fan in the future, the boulder on his shoulders didn't feel too heavy.

Lin Fan, who was sleeping soundly, had his belly bulging high, and a "quack" cry sounded in his abdomen.

The vitality around the bamboo building quickly gathered, and the milky white mist kept circulating in Lin Fan's mouth and nose.

When the sun was about to be noon, Lin Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of erect pupils disappeared in a flash.

He raised his hand and took out dozens of spirit stones in the storage ring and threw them aside, looked at the few people who were still desperately circling in circles and said: "After a hundred circles, you can use spirit stones to practice, this valley is my territory, I don't want to disturb you and others, I am going to go to the Purple Light Pavilion now to meet those so-called geniuses for a while, you can rest assured that you can practice."

When he came to the center of the valley, he pulled out the big sword inserted in the ground, and picked up the round sword body, and picked Li Hailong, who was paralyzed on the ground, on the long sword body.

With a backhand turn, Lin Fan carried the big sword and Li Hailong to step onto the stone steps of the mountain.

In Lin Fan's memory, where was a lone mountain in the Immortal Mountain, not very far from his valley.

Purple Light Pavilion usually requires a warrant from Elder Jindan to enter, after all, it is the best place to practice the "Purple Qi East Decision", unless it is an excellent talent to practice in it, otherwise ordinary monks don't even think about it.

Passing by a mountain bay, the disciples who had just come down the mountain saw Lin Fan stop and make way for him, and saluted him respectfully.

Several monks at the peak of the world wanted to pretend that they didn't know, and they were about to bypass Lin Fan, but when they saw Li Hailong, who was raised high on his long sword, their faces changed, and they hurriedly saluted to the ground, for fear of causing Lin Fan's dissatisfaction.

Who is Li Hailong? That is the son of Elder Jindan Li Wuregret, who has cultivated to build a foundation for Gundam, but in that case, he is not being raised by Lin Fan on the sword.

Lin Fan went all the way, and countless disciples were respectful, after all, most people sincerely admired Lin Fan.

There were a few people with a heart, and after Lin Fan left, the messenger sword talisman in his hand flew out, presumably to convey a message to Li Wuregret.

The Ziguang Pavilion is located in a lonely peak erected high, the mountain is thousands of feet high, and there is a pavilion facing the east on the top of the mountain.

Standing at the bottom of the mountain, looking at the stone steps going up the mountain, Lin Fan was just about to stride up.

Where the clouds and smoke of the Immortal Mountain were swirling, a sword light flew out like a rainbow through the clouds.

An old voice sounded like thunder in the air: "Death to those who dare to hurt my son!"

The sound was like rolling thunder, spreading all over the mountain.

Dozens of young women in the Purple Light Pavilion were talking loudly, and suddenly heard some angry shouts and fell silent for a while.

A pair of eyes followed the lightning sword light and landed on Lin Fan's body at the foot of the mountain.

"Hiss"

The sound of gasping sound sounded everywhere, and everyone was stunned by Li Hailong on Lin Fan's big sword.

Mei Hanxue's peerless face was sluggish, and in her heart, Lin Fan, who was lucky enough to win yesterday, was able to pick Li Hailong, who was equal to her, on the sword.

It's absolutely unimaginable.

Wu Qianshu hid in the corner on the side, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his hands stretched out under the table were suddenly clenched together.

At that time, the disciples of the "Bright Radiant Heaven Sect" had bright eyes, smiling at the corners of their mouths, and looked lively.

Lin Fan raised his eyes to look at the sky at this time, and a rainbow-like sword light appeared above him in a few breaths.

The colorful sword light dispersed, and on a floating long sword, an old man with a hideous face trembled.

His eyes were full of pity, and he looked at Li Hailong on Lin Fan's sword with some emotion.

He pointed at Lin Fan with his finger and said fiercely: "Junior, you want to die, don't say that you are Lin Luochen's son, you are the descendant of the ancestor, I will kill you today."

Lin Fan snorted coldly, raised his big sword, lifted Li Hailong high, looked at Li Wuregret in the air and said, "If you dare to make a move, I will shock him to powder now!

Lin Fan's tone was resolute and unusual.

His words made Li Wuregret stunned at first, and then Li Wuregret jumped like thunder.

The sword suspended in the air was a little unstable, and it almost made him fall headlong.

Lin Fan looked at Li Wuregret with disdain and said: "The two of us fought fairly, he was defeated by me, how can you not make a move, is this Flying Immortal Sword Sect your family, if everything is like this, how can my Flying Immortal Sword Sect still stand on this Sunset Continent, if he wants to accept today's defeat, he can challenge me in the future, I have never seen a shameless person like you, beating the little old man and running out of the eye."

"You, you, you!"

Li Wuregret's face was blushing and angry, he had a son in old age, and he was precious.

Looking at Lin Fan with an arrogant face, the coercion of the Jindan realm in his body suddenly exploded, and the palm of his hand sucked at Li Hailong on Lin Fan's sword, Lin Fan's big sword was light, and Li Hailong was sucked away by Li Wuregret.

At the same time, with a flick of the fingertips of his other palm, a sword light that could split mountains and slash the moon came out of his hand, and he shouted in his mouth: "You give me death."

The sword qi of the Jindan realm was too powerful, although this blow was just a wisp of sword qi that leaked out, it was by no means something that Lin Fan could resist now.

Lin Fan's big sword crossed his chest, and his eyes were resolute, he didn't expect that Monk Jindan would dare to openly kill him in the Sword Gate.

The sword qi that was firmly locked on him appeared in front of him in an instant, and Lin Fan sighed weakly in his heart: "The sword robe of a hundred battles can withstand a blow, but if the Jindan monk really wants to kill him, it can be resisted without the sword robe."

Just as Lin Fan closed his eyes and waited for death, a trace of ripples shook in the space in front of Lin Fan.

A fair-skinned and slender finger stretched out in the void in front of Lin Fan.

The sword qi that shot in front of Lin Fan's eyes was annihilated by the spatial fluctuations that this finger waved.

At this time, Li Wuregret looked at the fingers on Lin Fan's chest, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly threw Li Hailong aside, the sword light flashed under his feet, and he fled at high speed.

Li Wuregret roared as he fled: "Ancestor spare your life!"

The fingers on Lin Fan's chest suddenly turned into a pillar that reached the sky, and he pressed forward fiercely.

Li Wuregret, who fled at high speed, was like a small mosquito that was pressed into the earth with one finger.

The earth roared, the ground rose and fell like waves, and smoke and dust rose high.

The fingers in Lin Fan's eyes disappeared after a few breaths, and looking at the earth from afar, a pit the size of a hundred zhang appeared on the ground, countless springs gushed out, and Li Wuregret, who had a somewhat dented body and blood spurting from his mouth, appeared in the big pit.

An old figure sounded in the depths of the Bulao Mountain.

"Li Wuregret today to remember your heart of cherishing your son to save you from death, in the future, if there are Jindan monks to participate in the battle of the younger generations, they will shatter the Jindan, destroy the divine consciousness, and kill the entire clan!"

The voice was resolute and ruthless, and the whole Immortal Mountain was quiet for a while.