Yin Fanqi said: "Master, this is ......"

Yu Shixin shook his head and said, helplessly: "As the saying goes, fools have foolish blessings, I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it." ”

Yin Fan was stunned and exclaimed: "Could it be the Heavenly Tribulation Dao Seal." ”

His voice was like that of a child who had discovered a treasure, and his expression and tone couldn't help but make Yu Shi smile. She stretched out her slender finger and knocked on the ring on Yin Fan's thumb, and said, "So you are a fool and a fool." ”

Yin Fan raised her arm, trying to recall the memory when she opened the earth shatter, and the expression of the memory made Yu Shixin laugh again, she said, "Don't be surprised, it's good that you have already got it." You've just woken up, and you're still resting a lot, so I'll bother you. ”

When Yu Shixin went out, she saw the realm spirit sitting in the courtyard in a daze, she walked over and sat next to her, and asked, "Are you thinking about 'her'?"

The realm spirit that came back to his senses when he heard Yu Shixin trembled all over, and when he saw that it was Yu Shixin, he breathed a long sigh of relief, shook his head, and said, "No." ”

"That's?"

Yu Shixin's profound gaze dazzled the realm spirit, and she turned her head sideways and whispered, "Nothing. ”

Seeing that she didn't want to say it, she didn't ask anything, she poured two cups of tea on the table, shared one cup for her, picked up one and took a sip herself, her eyes stayed on the back of Bai Yao, who was playing with the wood spirits not far away, and said, "It should be soon, right?"

Although the sentence that Yu Shi asked was meaningless, the realm spirit reacted immediately. She looked at Bai Yao, nodded as well, and said, "It's almost there." ”

Yu Shixin took another sip of tea and said to himself: "Nine thousand years away, there are only three years left. ”

Two days later, a guest came to the courtyard.

Yin Fan saw this sudden guest and greeted with a smile: "Senior nephew, how are you doing lately?"

Yun Li saw that the person in front of him was jumping around, and said lightly: "Don't worry about Uncle Lao, I have been living more moisturized than you recently." ”

Yin Fan said with a smile: "That's that, but my nephew doesn't have the luck of my uncle, so I went out and picked up a treasure and came back." ”

Yun Li raised his eyebrows and said, "What does Uncle Shi mean by this?"

Yin Fan changed his words and said, "Is the nephew coming to Uncle Shi to smile at Uncle Shi?"

Yunli said lightly: "I haven't seen my uncle come to practice recently, so I took the time to remind my uncle today." ”

The corners of Yin Fan's mouth twitched.

Yun Li said: "But I see that Uncle Shi is alive and well at the moment, so I want to ask Uncle Shi to remember that after tomorrow, we will continue to meet there according to the specified time." The teacher and nephew took their leave. ”

Yun Li, who finished his words like a cannon, didn't seem to want to stay here for a moment longer, so he turned around and left, but Yin Fan suddenly stopped him.

"The nephew stayed. ”

Yun Li turned to look at him and asked him what was the matter with a cold gaze.

Yin Fan looked into his eyes and asked a sentence that was extremely inconsistent.

"Why?"

Although Yun Li didn't speak, the pupils that reflected Yin Fan's figure couldn't help shrinking at this moment. The wind blew from the lake, blowing up their clothes. Although it is not clear what the subject-predicate of the sentence is, both of them know it.

After a long time, Yun Li said lightly: "A year and a half ago, I lost to you. ”

Yin Fan nodded.

Yun Li said: "In two years, it will be the palace test." ”

Yin Fan nodded.

Yun Li said: "You will lose to me then." ”

Yin Fan smiled and said, "Do you remember what you said?"

Yunli was silent and turned to leave. He walked slowly, but heavily. After he left, Yin Fan began to think about a question. Very open, he made a good decision. He walked out of the courtyard and walked towards the Lingwu Hall of the Imperial Jingfeng in Qianshan.

There were many disciples walking through the Lingwu Hall and the Lingce Hall in the square, most of them had tense facial muscles, and the acquaintances who met occasionally chatted casually and said goodbye to each other.

It's because of the temple test.

With such a conjecture, Yin Fan walked through the square and stopped in front of the gate of the Lingce Palace. The speed of the crowd slowed down significantly after his appearance, and many disciples looked back at him, looking uncertain as they whispered to the senior brothers beside them.

The tension and busyness created by the hurried attitude of the crowd suddenly turned into a strange tone at this moment. The crux of the problem is not in a single person, but in the hearts of those who have gathered together.

The attitude of indifference in the past was restrained by Yin Fan, and he stood in front of the door of the Lingwu Hall and did not move.

He was originally here to apologize for this trip, no matter what happened to Wu Ma Zixuan, the final result of the matter was that he killed Wu Ma Zixuan. However, at this moment, the strange atmosphere that suddenly appeared forced him to stand still and think about countermeasures.

Suddenly, three male disciples in white disciple clothes walked through the crowd and walked ten meters in front of Yin Fan, they first looked at the clothes on Yin Fan's body, and then looked back and forth on Yin Fan's face.

Yin Fan looked at them and asked, "What are you looking at?"

The three of them did not answer his question, and the man standing at the front asked rhetorically: "You are Yin Fan." ”

Yin Fan's eyes shrank slightly, and he still said politely: "Is there something wrong?"

The man's whole body began to tremble and clenched his fists tightly, his eyes seemed to be spurting blood, he stared at Yin Fan, and said word by word: "You killed Senior Brother Wu Wu Ma?"

Yin Fan looked at him, nodded and said, "That's right, I killed him......"

"You have killed your fellow disciples, and you have not yet knelt down and confessed!" Before he could finish speaking, the man stretched out his finger and pointed it straight at him, and rebuked him in an extremely angry voice.

Yin Fan's facial expression relaxed, but a willow leaf-shaped jade piece flashed on his forehead, and he said lightly: "Wu Ma Zixuan was controlled by the people of the Demon Sect at that time, and he had already killed his fellow senior brother by mistake, I killed him under forced resistance, and I had the merit of protecting my fellow sect, why did I confess?"

Five more people from the crowd came out and shouted, "Sophistry." Obviously, you killed Senior Brother Wuma, and you will quibble when you die!"

Then a small group of people stood up, pointed at Yin Fan and shouted angrily: "Senior brothers, see clearly, with his high seniority, he dared to kill his fellow disciples in the treasure snatching trial, such a person stays in our Penglai, aren't you afraid?"

As these waves of Lingwu Hall disciples took the lead in accusing, many unknown Lingwu Hall disciples joined in. After the Colorful Dragon Boat came back, everyone in the Lingwu Hall had already learned the news of Wu Ma Zixuan's life and death, and the brothers who had a good relationship with him asked who killed Wu Ma Zixuan from the Demon Sect.

However, the final result was that "Little Uncle" was killed by Fan Yi.

It turned out to be killed by the same door!

Suffering from Yin Fan's "hiding" in the back mountain of Penglai every day, these disciples of the Lingwu Hall can't be held accountable, today he dared to come out from there, how could he easily let him go!

The square, which was originally tense and busy and did not make much noise, was filled with noisy reprimands for a moment. Many disciples looked excited, looking at Yin Fan standing in the middle of the crowd, looking like he was "waiting for his guilt to be tried", and couldn't help but draw out his weapons to solve the scum for the master.

However, there is a strange power that makes those disciples who are too impulsive and don't think about anything at all unable to take out their magic weapons, and the fairy sword cannot be unsheathed.

The loud noise here alarmed a lot of people. Even Yun Li, Yu Zi, Yu Sang, etc. appeared in the distance. The entire square was full of white disciple clothes, and the Yin Fan elder clothes set off were particularly clear.

At the center of Yin Fan's eyebrows, the jade piece began to appear deeper. At this moment, more than twenty people suddenly walked out of the crowd and stood behind Yin Fan, and said loudly to the disciples of the Spirit Martial Palace: "Could it be that the life of your senior brother Wu Ma is the life, and the life of our senior brother of the Spirit Ce Hall is not?"

They are the disciples of the Lingce Temple.

Yin Fan calmed down. At the same time, the noisy voices around him were also much quieter, and he looked at the twenty or so disciples of the Spirit Ce Hall in confusion.

"Wu Ma Zixuan was planted with a Heart-Eating Gu by the people of the Demon Sect, but his heart was small-minded, and his anger ** was infinitely amplified and affected by the Heart-Eating Gu, and when he entered the demon, he killed two Lingce Hall disciples on the spot!"

"Wow"

Hearing such a scene, most of the Penglai disciples who gathered around and did not know the truth began to discuss. At the same time, many onlookers of the Lingce Hall disciples walked out of the crowd one after another and stood with the Lingce Hall disciples just now.

But this situation has not stopped, the disciples of the Lingce Hall and the Lingwu Hall have accumulated more and more, and they have all shown their magic weapons, as if they already have the posture of the two halls fighting.

"Enough!"

Suddenly, an angry shout like thunder roared out from the middle of the two opposing people, and the hearts of the people around him couldn't help but tremble, and then everyone's eyes focused on the birthplace of the sound, Yin Fan.

Yin Fan raised his head with a cold expression, he looked around at the people around him, first looked at the people in the Lingwu Palace, and said coldly: "Wu Ma Zixuan, I killed it." ”

Lingwu Dian's red eyes looked at him and clenched the magic weapon in his hand.

Yin Fan turned around again, looked at the people in the Spirit Ce Palace, with a mocking look on his face, and said, "Wu Ma Zixuan's anger was also aroused by me. And you Lingce Hall disciples were killed by him, if you want to blame them, you can only blame them for their lack of strength!"

Everyone in the Spirit Ce Hall was stunned and didn't react. They stood up and accused the Lingwu Palace, which was equivalent to helping him speak, he could actually say such a thing!

In an instant, all the anger that was originally directed at the people of the Spirit Martial Hall of the Spirit Martial Hall fixed their cold gaze on Yin Fan.

Yin Fan snorted coldly, looked around at the people of the Lingce Hall and the Lingwu Hall again, the Heavenly Tribulation Dao Seal on the thumb of his right hand lit up, and a voice like thunder sounded again: "If you hate me so much, just insult me in my palace test in two years! Otherwise, shut up all of them!"

The moment the word "shut up" was uttered, a muffled thunder sounded in the clear sky for no reason, which shocked everyone's hearts.

Yin Fan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and strode forward, and walked towards the back mountain. Along the way, people who were much higher than him couldn't help but make way for him.

Behind him, Yun Li, Yu Zi, Yu Sang, Xi Hao, Shen Xuanyi and others looked at his departing back, and a strange look appeared on their faces.

Yu Shixin sat on the clouds and looked at Yin Fan who was walking towards the back mountain, and couldn't help but smile on his face, and said to the realm spirit next to him: "It seems that your brother Fan is already on the 'way back'. ”

The realm spirit was silent, and only sighed slightly.

"The way back is just the beginning. ”

(End of Volume 1)