In the crater, smoke fills the inside, and a small cave hides it, which is inconspicuous.

In the cave, Zhang Fan was lying on his back, his chest rising and falling violently, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and not far away, Mo Ling was standing on the ground staggeringly, a little blood dripping from his black and shiny feathers.

The two of them are now, where do they look like immortals and spirit birds!

Continuously casting the Golden Crow Melting Fire, and fighting with Old Madam Huo, Zhang Fan's injuries are definitely not light, if not, facing a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, he will not have to rely on mirage beads to pass the test.

Mo Ling's situation was not much better, and at that time, the situation was too urgent to put it into the spirit beast bag, and Zhang Fan wrapped it in a fire ball and took it away.

Although he had tried his best to shelter, Mo Ling was not a third-order demon beast after all, and he couldn't withstand the huge pressure when the Golden Crow melted into the fire, and he was not lightly injured.

But after all, it is a demon beast physique, which can be compared to non-humans, and this will have recovered to some extent, otherwise it would not be able to reluctantly carry Zhang Fan back to the crater.

How fragile was Zhang Fan at that time? Not to mention the goatee, even if the old man did it, he could give him a good look, so he had to use Mo Ling to support the scene.

After resting for a long time, Mo Ling walked to the front with his wings between his legs, burrowed his head into Zhang Fan's arms and rubbed it vigorously.

The expression was aggrieved, and the voice was whimpering, which made people cry when they heard it.

Zhang Fan was pressed against it on his chest, almost unable to breathe, and rubbed his now large-scale head with a wry smile, comforting him a little.

Since Mo Ling was born, under his careful care, he has not suffered any injuries, and he is not even very willing to let it go into battle, always wanting to wait for it to catch up with him.

I don't want to be negligent this time, but I still hurt after all.

How could it have suffered this, and now when it calms down, it immediately has tears in its eyes, and it is so aggrieved that it can't do it.

Zhang Fan comforted it for a long time, and then took out the spirit worm and let it peck at the side by itself, so that the little ancestor could be regarded as stopping.

Just such a little action, as if tearing a wound inside his body, immediately made him gasp, and he didn't dare to move for a while.

After relieving himself a little, Zhang Fan struggled to take out the black nest and envelop the entire cave, isolating the inside and outside, forming a space of its own, and only then did he really relax.

This is just a matter of prudence, and it is expected that the Three Corpse Daoists and Old Madam Huo will not have time to chase after them at this time.

Come to think of it, they must be busy dragging their families and fleeing for their lives, right?

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan showed a sneer on his face, which somewhat relieved the evil breath in his chest.

It will take a lot of effort for the two of them to compete for the cold cockroach Xuanyu pendant, and when the dust settles, they will have to kill Zhang Fan, Cao Tao and Shui Wuyue, who have already fled away, respectively, before it is possible to achieve the goal of extermination.

But is it possible?

As long as they are sane, they should not have this kind of extravagant hope, so they have to move and run away quickly, otherwise what awaits them will be the endless revenge of the Faxiangzong.

If the core disciples of the sect could be killed by the scattered cultivators casually, the future of the entire sect would have been killed long ago!

However, they will not be in any danger, they will definitely be able to run away, after all, when Fa Xiangzong gets the news and issues an order to rush to the people, the daylilies will be cold.

At most, the foundation that has been operating for hundreds of years has been ruined, and it has not dared to appear in the Qinzhou territory for a long time.

After all, the essence of the entire overseas immortal cultivation realm is far away, as long as they hide there, no matter how the Fa Xiangzong covers the sky with one hand in Qinzhou, there is nothing they can do about it.

In fact, strictly speaking, the overall strength of the overseas immortal cultivation world is much stronger than that of Qinzhou, but because of the vast area and the scattered resources of immortal cultivation, it is impossible to form a joint force, and there is a plate of scattered sand and disputes inside, so it is suppressed by the Qinzhou immortal cultivation world.

Therefore, as long as the Three Corpse Dao people and the Xuan Iceland Huo family moved to the far sea, they would not be able to reach the whip and have scruples, so they should not be afraid of the pursuit of the Fa Xiangzong.

If it weren't for that, how would they dare to blatantly attack Zhang Fan? Wouldn't it be just that even if they couldn't do it, there would be no danger of falling?

Such a treasure is within reach, not to mention that there is no danger of falling, and even if there is, it is worth the fight.

It was precisely because they expected that they would not dare to delay the time for the whole clan to move, so Zhang Fan was able to recuperate in this crater, after all, with his current state, it was more difficult to find a place full of spiritual energy than to ascend to the sky, and it was not impossible to even fly halfway and directly plant it in the sea to feed the demon beasts.

Besides, under the protection of Wuchao, let alone the two fake pills, even if the Sect Master of the Jie Dan is in person, he will not want to find out his traces.

Since he wants to recuperate here, he needs to perfunctory the old man, which is also the reason why Zhang Fan did not deny it when the other party misunderstood his identity.

Not only can it not be denied, but it is also impossible to reveal the slightest flaw, after all, no one knows if the local residents have another way to contact Meteorite Island, if it is reported that there are foreign monks here who are seriously injured and staying, or if he does not return for a long time to arouse suspicion, then it is difficult to say what will happen.

As for what if the real star envoy came? This Zhang Fan has never been worried.

Don't look at the injury now, it's not light, in fact, it's mostly caused by your own forcible luck to melt the golden crow, and you can recover a few percent of your magical powers after a few days of cultivation.

At this time, Zhang Fan somewhat recovered some of his vitality, sat cross-legged and posed in a posture of five hearts facing the sky, swallowed some pills, and silently used his spiritual power to begin to heal.

...... The Three Corpses, Mrs. Huo, and the Doll...... The expressions and faces of the six people flashed in Zhang Fan's mind one by one, and their fists clenched unconsciously.

"Wait for me, we'll see you again!"

...... The month of January is fleeting, leaving no trace.

The Star Envoy resettled on Xia Yan Island, which made the islanders breathe a sigh of relief.

Although it is the large array itself that usually protects the island, if there is no immortal master in charge, everyone will always feel panicked and have no confidence.

What's more, this time the immortal master is still a good person!

There were more than forty spirit stones brought back by the old man, which was far more generous than the previous star envoys who were excessively deductible.

As for the more than 50 pieces that Zhang Fan gave, how could it be that in the end there were only more than 40 left? This is not enough for outsiders.

The old man enjoyed the praise of everyone for his ability to do things with peace of mind, and at the same time boasted about the magical powers of the new immortal master, as well as the heroic appearance of his little old man fighting side by side with the immortal master to expel outsiders. Although there were not many believers, he could not stop the old man from being happy, so he repeated the same words with pleasure, and the ears of the people around him were calloused.

Originally, this kind of life would go on until the next time the spirit stone was exhausted, but things still changed unexpectedly.

...... "Don't~~"

A terrible cry rang out abruptly at the top of the mountain.

"Slow down, slow down~ Ah......"

The voice was closer, and in the cavern inside the crater, Zhang Fan opened his eyes openly, and his face showed a look of doubt.

This voice is very familiar, who is it not that old man?

With the courage of such a person, it is absolutely impossible for him to dare to come to the door and shout so loudly under his own clear warning, and there must be something wrong with it.

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, but there was no nervousness and worry in his heart. A few days ago, his injuries had already recovered, and he was still staying here, just to absorb the experience of fighting with the False Dan Monk, and by the way, to delve into the newly obtained complete text of the Great Saying True Solution.

Even if something unexpected happens, what is he afraid of!

As soon as the body moved, like a violent wind, several things placed in the cave disappeared immediately, and then a streamer flickered, and there was no one in the cave.

Outside the crater, an old man and a young man, two people stand.

The old man lay on the ground, "vomit ~ vomit" made more than one sound, the young monk dressed up, saw this and hurriedly covered his nose and retreated, his face full of anger.

"Old man, have you vomited enough!"

After a while, seeing that the old man was still vomiting, the young monk finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily!

If the old man raised his head, he could see the undisguised killing intent in his eyes, even if he didn't raise his head, he understood that this immortal master's patience was almost at the limit, and he hurriedly said: "It's almost enough, it's almost enough~~vomit~"

However, there was something wrong with him, and as soon as the words came out, another mouthful of filth spewed out.

In fact, it's no wonder that he, a little old man who has never flown in his life, was suddenly taken into the sky and flew faster than a bird, frightened and frightened, dizzy and unable to distinguish between heaven and earth, how could he not vomit?

The young monk on the other side didn't mean to be considerate, he was a young man, no one in his life dared to be so rude in front of him, not to mention that he was just a lowly mortal who usually didn't even have the qualifications to let him look at him.

The sour smell swept through the wind, like fuel, making the killing intent in his eyes even stronger.

If he hadn't had anything to ask him, he would have ...... long ago The young monk forcibly suppressed the ** who crushed the old man to death, and asked in a deep voice, "The person you said is here?"

"Exactly. ”

After such a while, the old man finally relieved himself a little, and replied with a pale face.

Immediately, the old man hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "This Immortal Master, didn't Lord Xingjun explain it to you? Why did you send the Immortal Master again?"

The young monk's eyes flickered, and he said lightly, "Xingjun is busy with everything, how can he take care of these little things?"

"I think it's the person who is doing the work below who is mistaken, and when I see him, I will know which senior brother it is. ”

"Oh, that's that!"

The old man looked at him suspiciously, after all, he didn't dare to say anything, if he hadn't taken out the Star Envoy Token, he wouldn't have dared to believe that the Star Monarch's subordinates would make such a mistake!

The Star Envoy Token has not been used for nearly a hundred years, and he still consulted the old man in the village to know such a thing.

Where this bird doesn't, except for the guy who was unlucky enough to be sent by the Star Monarch, there is also an immortal cultivator who has nothing to do and is stationed here, so the steps of this verification token are useless.

"That immortal master is ......"

Before the old man finished speaking, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

"Who's coming?

"I also want to know, which 'junior brother' is here?"

When it comes to the word "junior brother", the bite is extremely heavy, and the irony is self-evident.

(To be continued)