"On the occasion of the gathering of real people in Qinzhou, congratulations for Senior Brother Zhang!

When mentioning this matter, Candle Jiuxiao couldn't help laughing: "I think my Faxiang Sect has always won by quality, and I never thought that this time I would not be weaker than the two sects of Illusion Demon and Imperial Spirit in terms of the number of Yuanying real people, haha, look at how their waist is hard now." ”

The tone, as if you could already see the other party's depressed face, was indescribably happy.

"It's Nangong kid who is a little unlucky, but he shows his face, junior brother. ”

"Oh, what do you mean?"

Zhang Fan asked strangely. He had noticed earlier that Candle Jiuxiao was talking about "Congratulations to Senior Brother Zhang", without mentioning that Nangong was hopeless, and he originally wanted to ask, but he didn't want him to say it himself.

"In the past hundred years, each of the three sects in Qinzhou has a Jiedan peak who has stepped into Yuanying Avenue, and they were all still in the period of mountain closure at that time. Now a hundred years have passed, but time has passed, and there is one person each, and the surname Suo made an appointment to avoid the scene of gathering the Quartet Yuanying Zhenren to congratulate. ”

"Uh......"

Listening to Candle Jiuxiao's answer, a strange look appeared on Zhang Fan's face, nothing else, but suddenly remembered that Nangong was hopeless, presumably he must be depressed at this time!

Everyone is in the realm of Yuanying, the same is not lucky, but the treatment is completely different, he doesn't know if he will vomit blood in depression?

However, Zhang Fan was sure that if Nangong had no hope of knowing that he was not a real Yuanying real person at all, he was afraid that he would not be able to swallow this blood no matter what.

After laughing in his heart for a while, he gave up, Zhang Fan groaned for a while, knowing that after three years, there would be a real highlight.

The current side of the White Bone City is still surviving, and it has not been destroyed by a thunderbolt, and some of them are a little bit of Qinzhou's three sects to train their disciples, so that the younger generations after a hundred years of mountain closure and cultivation will have more opportunities to practice.

What's more, the matter of igniting fires everywhere has not yet been done, and the underground immortal cultivators are also needed as a shield to buffer as much as possible.

Immediately, as if thinking of something, Zhang Fan frowned and said, "Senior Brother Candle, what should the White Bone City side do in the past three years?"

He had never underestimated these powerhouses who had stepped on the peak step by step, an old monster in the late Yuan Infant stage like Bai Gu Zhenren, and the master of one side, how could he not see this?

He will not be willing to sit back, whether it is to contact foreign aid or have other plans, I am afraid that it is already going on, even before the three sects reopened the mountain gate, they have already done it, and it is impossible to say.

"The old skeleton of the Illusion Demon Dao has already gone to squat outside the White Bone City with the Shura Banner. ”

Candle Jiuxiao smiled maliciously, and there was a little envy and gloom in it.

"Shura Flag?!"

Zhang Fan's face was moved, this is not an ordinary treasure.

Shura flags, ancient treasures, magic road treasures.

The status of this treasure in the Illusion Demon Dao is slightly worse than that of Zhou Tian Xingchen Diagram in the Faxiang Sect, although it does not have the merit of inheriting the sect, but it has the power to carry it out to keep the enemy out.

A hundred years ago, when the three ancestors were in charge of the whole territory of Qinzhou and closed the mountains for a hundred years, Zhang Fan was in the city of Faxiang Zongfang, and he also felt the power of this treasure from afar.

At that time, the flags were unfurled, fierce and charming coexisted, in a trance, there seemed to be ugly ghosts, fierce gods and evil Shura men, holding long knives and sharp blades, fighting in the sea of blood; there are charming and colorful, people look forward to the soul of the Shura women, every dance graceful posture, there is a sinking sea of depravity.

The two are one, that is, the Shura flag, the legend of the flag is refined in the last bloodline of the Shura family, with a clan, to achieve a treasure, can be called peerless.

Whether it is offensive or defensive, or even inheritance, this Shura banner is not as good as the Zhou Tian Xingchen Diagram of the Faxiang Sect, but the porcelain that is as thin as paper and the sound of a chime may not be more suitable for eating than a coarse porcelain bowl.

The Shura Banner can be said to be weaker than the Zhou Tian Xingchen Diagram in any aspect, but its imperial envoy is not too difficult, any Yuan Ying Zhenren, as long as he works hard and grinds with water, can finally be used, and can be carried out, so if he talks about killing many enemies, the ferocity is so powerful that it even overshadows the Zhou Tian Xingchen Diagram whose power is rarely seen.

The old skeleton in Candle Jiuxiao's mouth, thinking that the ** of the ten is the Supreme Elder of the Illusion Demon Dao, the first master, otherwise, it is not enough to hold the Shura Flag.

With the help of the first master of the Illusory Demon Dao, coupled with the help of the Shura Banner, it seems that the three sects of Qinzhou are ready to completely block the White Bone True Person in the White Bone City.

As for the real people of the dark river who fell into Zhang Fan's hands, there are also a group of junior monks, in the eyes of that "old skeleton", I am afraid that they are all insignificant, and it is good to let them go out and let the younger generations experience it.

If it weren't for that, with the terrifying power of the Shura Banner, if he spared no spiritual power, this person would probably be able to seal off the entire Bone City, and even mosquitoes might not be able to fly a single one.

"Three years later, the Qinzhou real person gathering, if the things that have been done in the past few years go well, they will all kill the White Bone City and destroy this dynasty!"

Candle Jiuxiao was obviously very unhappy that their Faxiang Sect was forced to close the mountain for a hundred years, although they themselves knew that this decision could be said to have little to do with the underground immortal cultivation world, but in the eyes of outsiders, it was the three sects of Qinzhou that were forced to be embarrassed and had to avoid disaster by closing the mountain.

Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, this statement cannot be washed away without blood.

Thinking of the situation that three years later, Qinzhou real people gathered and poured out of the nest, Zhang Fan couldn't help but boil with enthusiasm, dozens of yuan baby real people, flocking up, the world is so big, who can stop it?

"And one last thing. Candle Jiuxiao suddenly felt a little big, Zhang Fan, who was not a Yuanying Zhenren who grew up in the Faxiang Sect, returned to the sect for the first time, and things were really a bunch of things.

"Senior Brother Zhang, do you have a road number?"

"Dao number?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, he was puzzled for a while, he had walked the world alone with a sword all these years, and he had never thought about the "Dao Number".

"Hahaha, laugh at my old man, do you have a road number?"

Zhang Fan was still stunned, in his mind, the bitter Taoist had already laughed and fell.

Thinking about him, he is a real person, and he doesn't even have a road name, which is really cold enough, and if you really talk about it, he was negligent. Over the years, I have met many Yuanying real people, except for those shape-shifting demons, most of them use the road number to walk the world, and most of them don't know their real names.

For example, Xingzun and Xingjun, until now, he only vaguely remembers that Xingjun's name seems to be Xi Ce, as for Xingzun, the real person who fell into his hands, no one has ever mentioned his name from beginning to end. As for the real people of the dark river, etc., they directly used the Yuanying Divine Domain as the road number, and they didn't even think of asking the other party's name and surname.

At this time, at first glance, I really don't know what to call it?

"Naturally, it's the road number!"

"Senior brother, you are already a real person of Yuanying now, how can anyone call him by his name? There must be a name for someone to call him, right? Three years later, at the Yuanying Real Person Conference, our Faxiangzong will also introduce it to a group of Qinzhou monks. ”

Candle Jiuxiao's reason was very sufficient, although Zhang Fan didn't care very much about the Dao number or something, but he had to groan.

After a while, I saw him suddenly raise his head, smile and say, "Donghua! Senior brother, Zhang's Dao number is designated as Donghua!"

"Donghua real person?!"

"Good!"

Candle Nine Heavens Strike Festival praised: "The place that comes out, the pole of the yang, is called the east, and the people shine and shine in Kyushu, which is called the Hua!

"Senior brother praised it. ”

Zhang Fan said modestly, and what he thought in his heart was: "Donghua Zhenren is just average, and if he treats Donghua Zhenjun, and even Donghua Emperor, he still has a little appearance, that is, ......"

"Prince Dong, Zhang can't help it, borrow your name!"

When he was suddenly asked about the Tao number, Zhang Fan subconsciously looked for the scattered myths he had known in his previous life, like lightning in the night, a name like thunder emerged from his memory, and it was quite appropriate.

This is Emperor Donghua!

Emperor Donghua, from the prince of the East. The prince of the east, known as Fusang the Great, the father of Yuanyang, is opposite to the Queen Mother of the West. It is said that he is a god.

That's it, if you go back further, you will find that in ancient times, Chu believed in a great god, called: "Donghuang Taiyi" god, also known as "Dongjun", the predecessor of the Eastern Prince.

That's good, it's up.

It is for the Eastern Emperor, it is for the Golden Crow, involving Fusang, referring to the gods, and the audience worships the immortals, that is, Donghua!

Candle Jiuxiao never thought that in just such a moment, Zhang Fan's heart had gone through so many twists and turns, and since he had determined the Dao number, he didn't sound like he had lost the face of Faxiangzong, so the others would not do his business.

"Okay, the old man is gone, junior brother, you might as well retreat in this inheritance hall once, as long as you get out of the customs in three years. ”

Candle Jiuxiao said as he walked out with his hands in his hands: "Senior Brother Zhang, since you have left the Faxiang Sect when you built the foundation, there must be a lack of understanding of the Faxiang, and you can use these three years to gain a good understanding of one side, or you can go further, but it is not known!"

"Thank you for your advice, Zhang knows. ”

Zhang Fan also got up, saw Candle Jiuxiao waved his hand, and in the open door of the hall, the sunlight penetrated into it, and gradually went away.

Candle Jiuxiao didn't know that Zhang Fan had obtained some understanding of the Golden Crow through the red jade and copper buckle and the Demon Emperor Golden Crow Order obtained from Mrs. Huo, and even Mo Ling's body.

However, the retreat is beneficial and harmless, but it does not take three years.

As far as he is in the realm of today, the problem of the scarcity of Dharma Spiritual Techniques that plagued him in the past has long since lost any effect on him. All other people's Dharma and spiritual formulas are useless, and self-comprehension is the royal way.

At this time, in the inheritance hall, except for Zhang Fan, there is no one else, and in front of it is the ancient treasure, the treasure of heaven and earth - Zhou Tian Xingchen Map!

Looking at this treasure, Zhang Fan's eyes were sometimes blurry, sometimes clear, and suddenly said without looking back:

"Someone!"

"Summoned Dongyang Peak, it was said that this seat needs to be retreated for a year. Now, a year later, let all the disciples come here and pass on the Fa Xiang!"

The voice rumbled, and outside the inheritance hall, a deacon disciple bowed down and promised.

(To be continued)