The brocade box slowly opened, and the emerald green and blue brilliance was sprinkled all over, dyeing everything with a different color.

Staring at this piece of blue flowers, it was as if I had been removed from the dark cavern and thrown into the dense forest valley in an instant.

Nearby, the grass is green and moss-marked; from a distance, it is lush and verdant; on the top, the green leaves are full of vitality; below, the mirror lake is rippling with microwaves and blue flowers; in the thick green of life, Zhang Fan squinted his eyes slightly, covering up the eagerness.

Xiaoxiang jasper bamboo, thousands of years of condensing Bihua, is the jasper bamboo leaves!

In the wide open brocade box, a large number of jasper bamboo leaves are piled up layer upon layer, they lie there quietly, there is infinite vitality revealed, faintly, it seems that you can still see the drops of dew rolling, as if still hanging on the green bamboo swaying in the wind.

The stunning green light gradually dissipated, and only then did I see the true face of these jasper bamboo leaves.

These bamboo leaves, unlike the ordinary yellow or oily green leaves, are like the finest jade, carved from priceless jade, and exude a dazzling luster throughout.

It is no wonder that the nuns here use it as an ornament, with the beauty of jewelry and jade, and the strong green vitality, as if there is life, it is better than ordinary dead things.

Taking the brocade box from Xu Fan's hand, Zhang Fan looked at it carefully.

These jasper bamboo leaves, looking closely, show a difference, in a trance, as if the brocade box is not the accumulation of jasper bamboo leaves, but a deep mirror lake.

Ordinary people stand on the shore of the lake and look at it, the lake is only transparent or dark green with different shades, but if you fly in the sky and look down, it is very different.

From verdant to turquoise, from blue to colorful, the angles are different, and the scenery is very different.

This jasper bamboo leaf is also general, look at it from another angle, the color will be uncertain, gorgeous and colorful, non-words can describe.

"Good! good!"

Reluctantly closed the brocade box and put it into the Qiankun bag, Zhang Fan let out a sigh of relief and praised repeatedly.

"Xu Daoyou, thank you for my brother. ”

Zhang Fan is holding his fists.

"Brother Dao, what do you mean?"

Xu Fan hurriedly returned the salute.

"It's just a few ornaments, not as good as a bottle of elixir for Brother Dao, and it's the younger brother who should be thanked. ”

What if you do, I'll do 10,000!

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, didn't say much, just raised his glass and saluted.

Jasper bamboo leaves in hand, after the refining of the small pill will be able to go to the next level, when there is no medicine to refine the spirit pill will attract everyone's admiration, if the furnace is opened again now, I don't know what kind of quality will be refined?

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel in a good mood, and repeatedly persuaded him not to mention it.

Since then, the atmosphere in the field has been harmonious, just chatting about some trivial things and enjoying the food, after a while, when the wine and food are full, Xu Fan put down the wine glass and said to Zhang Fan:

"Brother Dao, why don't we go and see the Lingshan that Brother Dao chose?"

When the word "Lingshan" was spoken, Xu Fan paused, obviously thinking that the place was really ordinary.

When Zhang Fan heard this, he didn't give him a chance to persuade him again, and said, "Brother Xian, we don't need to go to your sect to register?"

On the one hand, he interrupted his words, but on the other hand, he really felt strange, an elder of the outer gate, was so childishly decided?

Even the filing is saved, and go directly to Lingshan Kaidong Mansion?

"Haha, this is Brother Dao who doesn't know. ”

Xu Fan said with a smile when he heard this: "The younger brother's mother has not been much of a council member recently, and she is mostly preparing the items needed for the retreat, and the chores of the sect are all handed over to our sister and brother to take care of. ”

"Those elders spend most of their time in retreat, where do they have the leisure time to interfere in the affairs of the sect?"

"As for my sister......

The boy smiled, looking like everything was unspoken.

Zhang Fan understood what he meant.

What Xu Fan has already decided, if he wants to oppose it, it can only be his sister Xu Xinling, but will Xu Xinling do such a thing?

Definitely not.

Whether it was before she came up to make trouble, or when she left after that, she had a lot of opportunities to get Zhang Fan's message from the black-armored warrior Xu Fan was carrying.

At this time, she must have known that Zhang Fan and Xu Fan were just meeting for the first time, and they couldn't talk about any friendship.

Even if you want to be angry and difficult to dissolve, you will look for a master to come back to the field, how can it not arouse Zhang Fan's vigilance in such a trivial matter, then the gain will outweigh the loss.

In other words, in the matter of the elders of the outer gate, Xu Xinling will not be boring.

In this case, the two of them have no opinion, so it is naturally a certainty, so why do they need to make an extra trip? As long as Xu Fan goes back and casually files it, it will be fine.

As for Xu Xinling's possible revenge, Zhang Fan didn't care about it at all.

Not to mention whether she would do such a senseless thing, but what if she wanted revenge?

With Zhang Fan's strength, as long as she doesn't invite Grandmaster Jiedan, it's not a big deal, Grandmaster Jiedan, is it so good to invite him to be a thug?

She doesn't have this face yet, and if she is replaced by her mother, the Hehuan Sect Master is almost the same.

"Okay, I'll trouble Brother Xian to run a trip. ”

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, got up and said.

Speaking of which, he really couldn't wait for that "spiritual land", and he didn't know what kind of treasure Shutong left behind to his descendants.

The three of them left their seats and quickly left Xiaoxiang Tower.

When he came out of the building, Zhang Fan found that he had been immersed in other things before, but he didn't realize that the Yuan Magnetic Rain in the sky was no longer what he had seen before.

The mania that the rain was pouring down, and the heavens and the earth were about to be overturned was gone, and turned into a gentle drizzle, sprinkled like catkins.

The drizzle was blowing on the face with the wind, extremely gentle, like a girl's delicate palm gently caressing, looking soft and warm.

After the initial violence, such a drizzle will continue for six months, which is the rainy season in Xu Fan's mouth.

The three of them quickly got back into Xu Fan's bright yellow car, and before they started, Zhang Fan found that the black-armored warriors outside the car were quickly divided into two groups, and there were only a few of them, and they were waiting next to the car as before.

The other group left in the other direction with the mortal women who had almost robbed them on the street.

"Brother Dao, they are going to Broken Mountain City. ”

Seeing that Zhang Fan noticed these black-armored warriors and women, Xu Fan took the initiative to explain.

"Huh?"

"Broken Mountain City?"

Zhang Fan's expression moved, and then he reacted.

"These women were sent to the Xuanyin Sect?"

I had been wondering why Xu Fan had taken those women away, and why the families of those women looked grateful, but now they have the answer.

As a subsidiary sect of the Xuanyin Sect, the selection of talents for it is the proper meaning of the question, and Si Xin's little old man also mentioned this matter.

If he hadn't been influenced by the name "Hehuan Sect", he wouldn't have thought of this.

"Exactly!"

Xu Fan nodded, and then took out an ink-colored crystal ball from his arms and placed it in the palm of his hand.

Zhang Fan knew that this was what he relied on to distinguish those mortal women.

Sure enough, as soon as this ink-colored ball was urged by Xu Fan's spiritual power, it immediately changed its calm posture, and the waves were like anger in an instant, and if the wind suddenly rose, it was surging and surging.

The ink color in the crystal ball, in the violent shock, as if there was an invisible force to guide it, quickly condensed in one direction.

"Ahh

Wan'er, who was sitting next to Zhang Fan, was still watching with relish, but she couldn't help but be taken aback when she saw the situation in front of her.

I saw that the dark green in the crystal ball was like an arrow, pointing squarely in her direction, and it looked like it would shoot out directly if it wasn't for the restraint of the crystal ball.

"Brother Dao, Sister Ling is really qualified!"

Xu Fan couldn't help but praise.

You must know that this ink-colored crystal ball is not an ordinary thing, but a special magic weapon awarded by the Xuanyin Sect that specializes in sensing mortals with the surname Yin physique.

This thing naturally has no effect on immortal cultivators, but if there is no mortal who cultivates as a protector, then he can't escape its senses.

Xu Fan didn't know how many people he had sensed with this magic weapon, but he had never seen such a violent reaction as Wan'er.

But he just said that, seeing Zhang Fan smiling and silent, he understood what he meant, quickly put away the crystal ball, and never mentioned it again.

He didn't know Wan'er's special physique, he just thought that he had excellent qualifications, and how much reward would it take to send a disciple with good qualifications?

Wan'er's Xuanyin body is the best physique for cultivating Xuanyin**, but in any case, it depends on Wan'er's own choice, Zhang Fan will not let her be taken away indiscriminately like those mortal women before.

...... It was drizzling and the hills were barren.

Whether it is the lifeless barren mountains or the villages below, they are all silent, silent, as if they have fallen into a deep sleep.

Soon, the calm was shattered, and several streams of light whistled from the sky and fell straight to the foot of the mountain.

The light flashed and then converged, revealing four figures, three men and one woman.

It was Zhang Fan and his party.

If you get out of Hehuan City, you will be able to fly in the sky, in that case, whether it is the Ming Huang chauffeur or those black-armored warriors, it is just a burden, and Xu Fansuo's surname will leave them all in the city.

At this time, the person who followed the three of them was a different person.

The man was tall and strong, a centipede scar on his face destroyed his resolute face, and the whole person stood there with a calm bearing, like a solid stone, it was the leader of the guards that Zhang Fan had seen when he entered the city before-Chihuo!

When he was in the city, Xu Fan mentioned whether he needed to find one or two people, and also solved some trivial matters.

This is also necessary, although the Lingshan chosen by Zhang Fan is remote and barren, there are still a few villages, since they occupy this place, they have to bear the responsibility of protecting these mortals, which is needless to say, but if some trivial things are annoying, then do you still need to cultivate?

At this time, you need a helper who can handle ordinary affairs.

Those so-called samurai are either followers like black-armored samurai, or they are used for these purposes.

As soon as he heard Xu Fan mention it, the shadow of Chihuo immediately appeared in Zhang Fan's mind, and when he entered the city, this person left a good impression on him, so he chose him.

After the four of them appeared, they did not move immediately, but looked up at this inconspicuous hill.

After today, this is where Zhang Fan's cave is located.

The hill in the drizzle looked more and more desolate, and only a circle of purple rhyme flowing lan spread across the mountainside showed a little vitality.

Speaking of coming to this inner world, Zhang Fan really saw a lot of purple rhyme Liulan, this flower because of its special surname, extremely adapted to the environment of the center of the earth, without special cultivation, it blooms all over the mountains, these on the hill are still few.

Thanks to these flowers, otherwise this hill would really be called a child's mountain.

As soon as he saw the scene here, Xu Fan frowned, although he knew that the aura of this place was insufficient from the map of Yujian, but he had never seen it with his own eyes, but he didn't know that it was desolate and barren to this point.

Unlike him, Zhang Fan has always been calm and did not show any disappointment.

In fact, he was not disappointed, he was even satisfied with this place.

If it is not a road, it is desolate and barren, there are few people, it is clean enough, and no one will disturb it, which basically meets his needs.

Population, spiritual veins or something, maybe others will value it, but for him, it's just a trivial matter.

He doesn't want to develop any forces here, the population naturally doesn't matter, even the spiritual veins are actually dispensable.

One big and eight small, a total of nine cities, have already occupied almost the key points of the spiritual veins in the nearby area, and the spiritual veins that are scattered outside can't enter Zhang Fan's eyes, and the short ones are tall and tall, which is meaningless.

Besides, his current cultivation does not need to rely on the support of the spirit vein, whether it is using the spirit stone cloth to gather the spirit array to cultivate, or alchemy and consumption, it is much more efficient.

After a while, Zhang Fan took all this into his eyes, and after confirming that there was nothing worth paying attention to, he suddenly asked: "Brother Xian, what is the name of this place, and how many villages are there under his control?"

"This ......"

Xu Fan was speechless for a while, and was about to look at the jade slip, when a deep voice sounded.

"Tell the Guru that this mountain is nameless, only the local villagers call it a small barren mountain. ”

"There are seven villages, which are...... , and Sijia Village. ”

It was Chihuo who spoke.

After finishing speaking, this person still looked like a stone, as if nothing had happened, and stood aside again and was silent, unaware of Zhang Fan's gaze.

To be able to understand such a remote place so clearly, it is not easy to say that this person is not simple!

Zhang Fan showed an appreciative look in his eyes, he didn't want to choose someone randomly, but he was still a talent.

"How can such a talent be a doorman?"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but glance at Xu Fan strangely.

"Brother Dao, this person was originally a samurai of a deacon elder in the sect, and was later dismissed by him, so he went to be the guard of the city gate. ”

"The crime seems to be disrespecting the guru, which is not a big deal. ”

Seeing his gaze, Xu Fan immediately said.

Zhang Fan nodded when he heard this, and no longer dwelled on this matter, no matter what, as long as he has the ability to deal with those trivial matters, it doesn't matter if other things matter.

"Virtuous brother, are you interested in digging a cave for your brother?"

"Observe one or two. ”

Zhang Fan and Xu Fan laughed, rolled up Wan'er and Chihuo respectively, and immediately turned into two streamers and threw themselves into the small barren mountain.

(To be continued)