"Senpai, are you talking to me?"

Zhang Fan said with some apprehension, the first time he came to this strange place, he suddenly heard this voice, and he was naturally in awe of this mysterious voice.

"Why are you a mortal who is not even in the god transformation stage, why"!

At the end, the mysterious voice almost roared, as if he had no qualifications to have much to do with him.

Although the sound sounded in all directions, it was deafening, but Zhang Fan could hear it, the real source of the sound was coming from the cloud wall in front of him, and the other sounds were just echoes.

Zhang Fan called out twice, but there was no response from the owner of the voice, and the voice seemed to be completely silent.

Zhang Fan stood up and walked over to the cloud wall in front of him, he wanted to see what was inside these glass-like cloud walls, but unfortunately the cloud walls were as smooth as a mirror, and at the same time extremely hard, Zhang Fan couldn't enter them at all.

Zhang Fan walked around the glass-like cloud wall for a long time, except for the white clouds around the cloud wall, there were layers of white clouds everywhere, and Zhang Fan began to secretly wonder.

"How did that voice come about, could it be from inside?" Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and gently knocked on the glass-like cloud wall.

The cloud wall emitted a metallic trill, Zhang Fan was startled, could it be that there was still room in it.

After repeated temptations, Zhang Fan was sure that the voice just now came from inside.

But Yunbi is too weird, and Zhang Fan didn't come up with a reason for it for a long time.

There seemed to be something mixed under his feet, Zhang Fan bent down and picked it up, it was a black short sword.

The dagger looks extremely old, rusty, and has a few small characters engraved on it, but unfortunately it has long been blurred under the corrosion of time.

Zhang Fan took the sword in his hand and waved it gently, this sword was no different from an ordinary sword except for rust, Zhang Fan put it away.

Looking at the white clouds all around, Zhang Fan began to worry about going out. shouted at the rolling clouds and mist, and didn't hear an echo for a long time, this space seemed to be infinitely large, Zhang Fan was secretly frightened in his heart, how did that voice do it just now.

'It's so big, how can I get out?' Zhang Fan muttered to himself.

Strangely, the voice actually reappeared.

"If you want to go out, then you go out, mortal, don't come in again, I don't want to see you again. The mysterious voice responded to Zhang Fan's words, and there was a deep disappointment in his voice.

"Senior, may I have anything to help you" Hearing the disappointment in his voice, Zhang Fan said in a somewhat sincere tone.

"How can you help me as a mortal, you don't come in and bother me in the future. ”

Immediately after that, the surroundings changed suddenly, and Zhang Fan only felt that he was being torn out by a strong force again.

Zhang Fan fell to the ground with his buttocks, and at the same time, a short sword also fell to the ground, Zhang Fan didn't expect to bring this short sword out.

Zhang Fan thought back to what he had just experienced in the cloth bag, and vaguely felt that the people inside the cloth bag seemed to have a request for themselves, but because he had no cultivation qualifications, it caused the people inside to be extremely disappointed in themselves.

Looking at the cloth bag floating in mid-air, Zhang Fan took a deep breath and held it tightly in his hand, for fear that it would run away, this must be the legendary fairy baby, otherwise there would be no such magical changes in it.

has lived in the valley for more than two years, and in the time he spent with Da Niu and them, every day under the ears and mouths of Da Niu and Wang Hao=, Zhang Fan also knew some things about Xiuzhen, but he didn't know a lot.

Now Zhang Fan likes this cloth bag more and more, his own cloth bag must be much more strange than Master Wang's, this is completely an instinctive intuition in Zhang Fan's heart.

put the cloth bag away, and did not hang it on his waist anymore but put it in his close-fitting clothes, otherwise Zhang Fan was worried that the people in the cloth bag would not like him, what should I do if the cloth bag ran away.

Since the bag could be thrown out and back, it was able to run on its own.

Until now, Zhang Fan still doesn't know whether this cloth bag is his, or the mysterious person in the cloth bag, but it is good to tighten this cloth bag after all.

Zhang Fan has lived in the valley for such a long time, and he also knows that there are four realms of cultivation, the first is Qi refining, the second is foundation building, the third is Jiedan, and the fourth is Yuanying, these are all told to him by Da Niu before, as for other future cultivation realms, Zhang Fan doesn't know.

Now the realm where Master Wang is located is the Qi Refining Period, and what is the realm of the Divine Transformation Period that the mysterious person in the cloth bag is talking about, I am afraid that this will be known later.

The urgent thing in front of me now is how to deal with Master Wang, otherwise, I won't even be able to save my own life.

Since the last time he took this rusty sword out of the cloth bag, Zhang Fan has studied it carefully every day, carefully polishing the sword with a grinding stone, but the rust on the sword can't be worn off at all, it seems that this sword is naturally like this.

Despite this, the sharpness of this short sword was still beyond Zhang Fan's expectations, and from the time he took it out to the present, Zhang Fan still couldn't find anything that it couldn't cut.

Standing on the edge of the deep pool, Zhang Fan faced a rock the size of a millstone, put the sword in his hand downward, and the thick stone in front of him was divided into two, divided into two halves and poured out on both sides.

Zhang Fan felt that he was not cutting stones, but as simple as scratching paper, because he didn't use any strength at all, just simply waved down.

Zhang Fan was secretly surprised, this is definitely not what a normal sword can do, Zhang Fan once saw Master Wang's method of taking objects in the valley, throwing the things in his hand at will, telling it to go wherever it goes.

If this sword could also be commanded in the air at will like Master Wang, Zhang Fan didn't dare to imagine the power of this sword, at least he didn't have to be afraid of Master Wang, but Zhang Fan also understood that he couldn't do this without the qualification to cultivate the truth.

Every time he thought of this, Zhang Fan was quite annoyed, annoyed why he had no qualifications, why he was born an ordinary person, especially after getting this cloth bag, Zhang Fan's chagrin reached the extreme.

If he has the qualification to cultivate the truth, he probably won't be looked down upon by that mysterious person.

And Zhang Fan felt that the cloth bag was far more than what he was looking for, and there were many secrets hidden in it, but because he was not a cultivator, he couldn't understand it in detail.

If God had been letting Zhang Fan go on ordinary, it would have been forgotten, but Zhang Fan had encountered such a magical cloth bag, and Zhang Fan had a kind of helplessness to guard Baoshan but couldn't get it.

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