Eight days later, he became Wang Feng.

It is located in a steep peak on Yuancheng Island at the northern exit of Longji Daze, and more than 400 miles to the north is Cangwu Mountain.

At this time, the clouds and mist above the mountain peak are stirred, and a star pivot flying palace is suspended on it, the length and width of this flying palace are one hundred and fifty zhang, and there is a three-layer lookout valve on each of the four corners, the bricks and gold tiles, the jade step copper pillar, and the four are surrounded by colorful gas and roll up.

Fan Changqing sat in the middle of the upper seat of the main hall of the Flying Palace, under a row of gold and bronze pillars on both sides, a total of ten Xuanguang monks sat on the left and right, and there were more than two hundred Ming Qi Realm disciples standing outside the hall.

It's just that at this moment, these Xuanguang monks seem to be dissatisfied, and there is a lot of discussion at the bottom, and some people complain: "What is the origin of this Zhang Yan, why did I wait for so long? Senior Brother He and Senior Brother Nian's Flying Palace have already left, if it is any longer, I am afraid that they will get all the credit." ”

"I heard that he is a true disciple, and he has only recently become a Xuanguang Realm, and he has only ascended to the sky because of Senior Brother Qi's attention. ”

"True Disciple" Hmph, those people who sit back and enjoy their success, I'm afraid they have never done anything with demon cultivators, right?"

"Which of us here didn't follow Senior Brother Fan to fight to the death and crawl out of the bloody battle?

Fan Changqing was the first under his right hand, and there was a handsome monk wearing a pure yang crown, with a feather robe on his body, wide bands and high shoes, and a white-feathered flying harrier lying on his feet.

"Senior Brother Ren" The monk beside him came up and said in a low voice, "Is Senior Brother Fan confused, how can you bring such a person on this trip?"

Senior Brother Ren raised his eyebrows and reprimanded: "Hugh has to talk nonsense, Senior Brother Fan has his own reasons, you are so good to sit, don't be troublesome." ”

Although he seemed to speak harshly, the god did not mean to scold, but seemed to agree, and the monk nodded and sat up straight.

No matter what happened below, Fan Changqing sat on the high platform of the hall, but he didn't speak, just closed his eyes to recuperate, and at noon, he suddenly opened his eyes, flashing a bright light, he smiled on his face, waved his sleeves, stood up and said, "Senior Brother Zhang is here." ”

I saw a blue light flying from outside, straight into the hall, and disappeared, showing Zhang Yan's figure, he arched his hand around, and said calmly: "I've seen Senior Brother Fan, I've seen all senior brothers." ”

Fan Changqing greeted with a smile and said, "Come on, come on, junior brother come and sit on my side." ”

Zhang Yan stepped forward as he said, and suddenly attracted a strange look when he walked, hostile, contemptuous, and even more sneering, but he didn't care about Shen Sè calmly walked all the way there and stood still.

It was a coincidence that Zhang Yan was standing on Fan Changqing's left hand, facing the senior brother Ren, who couldn't help frowning, and let out a hint of displeasure, but he didn't say anything and just snorted coldly.

Zhang Yan smiled faintly and didn't pay attention to it.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Fan Changqing sat back on the main seat, and with just one drive from a forbidden talisman in his sleeve, this Star Pivot Flying Palace broke through the clouds with a rumbling shock, and flew towards the northern Sanbo Realm.

In this encirclement and suppression of Sanbo, the master and apprentice are responsible for the oak and blue blood pool, and the family in the door is responsible for attacking the Yonglang Lake, and the two sides do not disturb each other.

After the ban was imposed in this Star Pivot Flying Palace, even the Yuanying Monk had no choice but to advance and retreat freely in the killing array, which could be described as a sharp weapon for attack.

A total of three flying palaces were dispatched together in the gate this time, and there was a Huadan monk in each hall, echoing each other from afar, and if one side was attacked, the other side would come quickly.

Such as such a star pivot flying palace, are made by the door of the spiritual machine institute, as long as the materials are complete, the manpower is sufficient, only half a year, can be built three to four, more than ten years and three waves of war, in addition to the destroyed, there are as many as thirty-seven in the courtyard, and the second-rate sect, just one is regarded as a treasure, this is the strength of the Mingcang faction Xuanmen faction.

During the trip, Fan Changqing introduced a group of people to Zhang Yan respectively, and saw that Fan Changqing smiled at Zhang Yan and had a kind attitude, even if everyone was dissatisfied, they had to be polite to him on the surface, but they didn't think so in their hearts.

At this time, a Mingqi disciple walked up to the main hall and said, "Senior Brother Fan, you have arrived at Wulongjian, there is no other big demon in this realm, only a water snake has become a spirit, and it has led three or four hundred clansmen to practice in the mountains. ”

Fan Changqing raised his hand and threw down a jade plate, and said coldly: "It's done!"

This Mingqi disciple picked up the jade plaque, was ordered to leave, and when he arrived outside the hall, with a wave of his hand, more than 100 Mingqi disciples took off the boat and rushed down, and about half an hour later, this person came back with the jade plaque. It's just that this jade plaque was originally smooth and flawless, crystal and smooth, but now there is a trace of blood-red sèze lines swimming in it.

This is the card given by the door, every time you kill a demon cultivator, you can suck a trace of its essence and blood into it, and you can measure the blood in the merit hall in the future.

Zhang Yan originally thought that there would be a fierce fight, but who knew that along the way, although they encountered more than a dozen mountains occupied by the demon cultivation clan, Fan Changqing only threw down a jade medal every time, and the monks of the Ming Qi period went down to clear it, and there was no need for him to make a move.

Even those Xuanguang monks in the hall also meditated with their eyes closed one by one, ignoring the fight in the outside world.

Fan Changqing turned his head with a smile and said, "Senior brother, do you think it's boring? Let me tell you, the first few days are like this, the more this blue blood Tan goes in, the richer the aura, and the higher the demon clan's cultivation, and the demon clan on the outside has only been cultivated for a hundred years, and there are some mana profound, but they are just worthy of transformation, in other words, from the perspective of my cultivation, it is just a vein opening cultivation, if there is no demon cultivation above the Xuanguang Realm, it is not worth our efforts." ”

Although the number of demon cultivators is huge, the cultivation speed has always been inferior to human cultivation, that is because after opening the spiritual wisdom, the previous more than a hundred years or even hundreds of years of time need to be used on the transformation of the shape, just like Luo Xiao has cultivated for more than two hundred years, and now it is only the realm of Xuanguang's second "bright night as day", which is still with the help of Bei Wang Zhen lù, in order to break through the original cage in one fell swoop.

Most of the disciples with outstanding qualifications in the Mingcang Sect had cultivated to such a level within one jiazi, and there was a huge difference between the two.

The monsters on the outermost side of the Blue Blood Pond are called "wild clans" in the demon cultivation, because the Blue Blood Tan has a demon king in charge, and there is abundant aura here, so there will be a large number of monsters attached to live here every year.

The Mingcang faction also sends disciples out every year to clean up, one is to hone it, and the other is to get rid of demons, so as not to defile the aura.

Fan Changqing had been doing this for a long time, and each of these Xuanguang Realm disciples he led had experience in fighting with the Sanbo Demon Cultivator.

The journey of the Flying Palace was fast, and in just one day, they swept through 12 mountain lakes and islands.

Zhang Yan calculated in his heart. In addition to those who escaped, just the demon clans who died in the hands of these disciples in the Ming Qi period are afraid of no less than three thousand, and if you count the other two flying palaces killed, this number may reach tens of thousands, but these demon clans also include the méng demons who have not been transformed, they are all unsuccessful, and no matter how much they kill, they will not hurt the blue blood pool.

When those disciples of the Ming Qi period were killed, they all attacked the enemy with flying swords and protected themselves with magic flags, but after repeated battles, the magic weapons were damaged a lot.

When the sun came, the Flying Palace hung over a lake and did not move, Fan Changqing ordered someone to go and open the treasury in the Flying Palace, and took a batch of flying flags to redistribute them, and then ordered the disciples on duty to stay, and the rest of the disciples were dismissed to go back to rest.

There are attic houses in this Xingshu Fei Palace, there are also cloister pavilions, huā pond water pavilions, hundreds of people live are not too crowded, as a Xuanguang monk, and Fan Changqing deliberately took care of it, Zhang Yan also got a courtyard with five entrances before and after.

Sitting in the three-storey pavilion, at a glance is a turquoise pond, the willow branches on the shore are swaying, the green shade is shaded, the powder is fragrant, the white lotus root is pleasant, and there are birds pecking back and forth, so that people do not realize that they are in the clouds at the moment.

It's just that even though these appearances are beautiful, they are not as important as improving their own cultivation, Zhang Yan just glanced at them a few times before retracting his gaze and meditating.

On the second day, everyone gathered again on the main hall, but until now, the Mingcang faction had not really crossed the boundary of the Blue Blood Pool, and it was still within the tolerance range of the other party, so they would not encounter any great enemies, so they repeated what they did the day before.

The next four consecutive days were spent like this, and at this time, the demon clan outside the Blue Blood Zen had almost been wiped out, but the more later, the demon cultivators who could be seen were rare, obviously aware that the Mingcang faction was probably serious this time, so they either hid or fled.

After killing for a few days and nights in a row, Fan Changqing had twelve more jade cards in his hand, each of which had now turned into blood red, and he distributed this talisman, almost every Xuanguang Realm monk had one.

It was Zhang Yan who also got a piece.

There are 500 essence blood in each talisman, which proves that 500 demon cultivators have been killed, and it is a small achievement to take them back and hand them over to the merit institute. , Zhang Yan didn't even make a move, just followed Fan Changqing around, and easily got a gong, thinking of those Mingqi disciples who fought to death, and couldn't get any credit after a few days of hard work, he secretly sighed in his heart, this is the difference between cultivation and high status, if he is not a true disciple, if he is not a Xuanguang monk, I am afraid that he will be the same as those Mingqi disciples, just work hard for others, it will be dead, and no one will ask more.

Fan Changqing saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and thought that Zhang Yan was young and couldn't get used to this kind of behavior, so he patiently explained: "Senior brother, don't you think that Senior Brother I am harsh on those disciples?

This time it gave them a chance, and without me, they couldn't let go of their hands and feet to kill the demon cultivators, they were all willing, and besides, this was also an opportunity for them to hone their skills.

Zhang Yan smiled slightly and said, "Senior Brother Fan is reasonable. As soon as he took the jade pendant in his hand, he put it in his sleeve.

He is not so high, although the cultivation of these five hundred demon cultivators is not high, but if he wants to kill it himself, then he will kill it until the year of the monkey and the month of the monkey?

Looking at it, the Xuanguang Realm monks on the side also took it for granted, and they all thought that this was reasonable.

When you come here, you naturally have to abide by the rules here, as long as you don't infringe on yourself, why bother to be a bird?

Fan Changqing was stunned, seeing that Zhang Yan was knowledgeable and interesting, obviously not what he had thought before, he was also relieved, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Zhang, take a good rest, tomorrow we will go deep into the Blue Blood Tan, and we will need the Xuanguang Realm monk to come out." ”！。