"It's him!"

The one who can speak at this time, and make the old monster of Yin and Yang jealous, and does not want to cause more trouble, is naturally the Sect Master of Jiedan.

Zhang Fan had heard the voices of the Sect Master of Jiedan in his life, and there were only a few, and after paying attention to it in his heart, he had the answer after thinking about it for a while.

- Grandmaster surnamed Ge!

A thin and serious face came to mind.

More than ten years ago, Zhang Fan, who was only a minor cultivator at the seventh level of the Qi refining period at that time, participated in the Wuhui Valley and his party, and escorted them to the two Jiedan Sect masters of the Faxiang Sect, one of whom was the old man surnamed Ge who invited him in at this time.

Thinking of this, the dusty black and white memories flashed clearly in his mind as if they were bright.

The first dangerous fight in his life was calculated for the first time...... Although now that I think about it, it is like child's play, but at that time, it seemed as big as the sky, and it almost killed him.

When he was still in the valley, he had an idea about this matter, and under that circumstances, the only person who could put the illusion grass on his clothes was one of this grandmaster surnamed Ge and another grandmaster surnamed Chen.

Now that more than ten years have passed, there has been no follow-up, Zhang Fan has gradually forgotten in his heart, he doesn't want to see this Grandmaster Ge again today, and looking at what he means, it seems that he wants to talk about it in depth, but I don't know if the questions of the year can be answered?

These can only be known when they really meet, Zhang Fan didn't think about it anymore, all kinds of thoughts flashed, in the eyes of outsiders, he was just slightly stunned, and he quickly responded: "Yes, the disciple obeys." ”

He immediately took a deep breath and calmly stepped into the wide open door.

As if there was an invisible roller curtain waiter, waiting there, Zhang Fan's figure had just disappeared into the tent, and the curtain immediately fell slowly, like an iron gate separating the inside and outside.

In the station, there was a sudden silence, except for a few bonfires that suddenly lost their suppression, and Huo Di suddenly soared high and made a sound of explosion, there was no other movement.

...... As soon as Zhang Fanfu stepped into the tent, he was dizzy as if he had used the Legendary Array in Lihaifang City.

This kind of high-level "Cave Heaven Blessed Land" magic weapon, in addition to the poor isolation ability, can not exist alone from the real world, and the space with the reading power is not much different, when entering and exiting there is such a reaction is also expected by him, so he was not too surprised and fierce reaction, just closed his eyes slightly and steadied, and when his head was not confused, he opened his eyes and looked around.

The scenery in front of him immediately made Zhang Fan stunned, and he felt something in his heart.

If what appeared in front of him was how beautiful and solemn, whether it was the pinnacle of extreme craftsmanship or the extreme harmony of nature, it could not make him have the slightest surprise, even if it was a fairyland-like scenery, there was nothing strange, but what was in front of him was not like this, or even the complete opposite.

At first glance, Zhang Fan knew that this was an ordinary cave, full of hard bluestone, the four walls were like this, and the stone tables and stone benches were also the same, although the appearance was smooth, but at a glance he knew that it was directly chopped with sharp weapons, without the slightest trace of axe chisel carving.

The cave is not big, a little look, you don't need to count more than a dozen ordinary rooms, a passage, a quiet room at the end, the clouds are swirling inside, and you can see a shadow sitting in a circle.

Simple, the ultimate simplicity, this kind of "cave blessed land" is originally to give people a sense of fairyland-like immersion, I don't want to be in the hands of this grandmaster surnamed Ge, but to conjure up such a rustic cave mansion, and the ten ** is the appearance of his usual residence.

There are all kinds of monks in the world, among them, there are the most ascetic cultivators, and the grandmaster surnamed Ge in front of him must be the same, even when he goes out to fight, he does not slack off at all, and even transforms the good cave heaven and blessed land into such an appearance, I am afraid that it is for the sake of more familiarity, and it is easier to enter the cultivation state!

If he doesn't even let go of such a subsection, it can be seen how much he attaches importance to cultivation.

With a little emotion, Zhang Fan didn't dare to delay, and stepped straight into the quiet room at the end of the cave.

As soon as I entered, I felt a cool feeling all over my body, like a clear spring flowing through my skin, and then a moist feeling rose for no reason, as if I had suddenly walked into a bath, and the boundless water vapor was submerged.

After adapting to the clouds and water vapor, Zhang Fan quickly swept through the quiet room with a quick glance.

The layout of this ashram is simpler than the outside, not to mention the stone tables and stone benches, and there is not even the necessary cloud bed, only an old man with temples like frost is sitting upright in the middle of the height, and the clouds and mist under it are condensed into a sitting platform similar to a cloud bed.

The appearance of the old man is almost the same as that of the year, but more than ten years of time have not left any traces on the monks of Jindan Dacheng.

Sure enough, it was the grandmaster surnamed Ge.

However, what attracted Zhang Fan's attention at this time was not Grandmaster Ge's face, but the cloud platform where he was sitting.

The origin of this cloud platform is more or less clear to him, and the only magic weapon he has seen with his own eyes is this thing, so how he doesn't remember it, not to mention that this thing looks so special, he knows that it is not ordinary at first sight.

The gimbal is not static, but with some kind of rule, it is constantly boiling and turning, like a white cloud in a storm, a dog in an instant, a mist in an instant, indescribable.

In the center of the gimbal, a crystal clear white orb is faintly seen, with a large amount of water vapor in it, trembling slightly between exhalation and inhalation, affecting the entire gimbal to transform into various shapes, and after looking at it for a while, it gives people a feeling of dizziness, as if as long as you look at it more, you will sink into it and become a member of the boundless water vapor.

Zhang Fan was a little nervous, and he didn't dare to look more, but when he saw that the old man surnamed Ge was still sitting with his eyes closed, he hurriedly saluted respectfully and said, "Disciple Zhang Fan, I've seen Uncle Ge." Uncle Jin An. ”

"Hmm!"

Sitting down on the cloud platform, he trembled, as if something had been sucked into the body of the old man surnamed Ge, and then he slowly opened his eyes and stared at Zhang Fan.

There is no dazzling essence in the eyes, and there is no sharpness that seems to make people see through, only boundless moisturization, bottomless depth, and the seriousness on his face that has not changed for thousands of years, which makes people suddenly feel nervous, as if it is difficult to even breathe in front of him, let alone laugh presumptuously.

Facing this face all day long, it must be very hard to be his disciple, Zhang Fan secretly slandered, but he didn't bow his head or avoid his gaze, just looked at him directly, especially those eyes, as if there were infinite mysteries in them, which firmly attracted his attention.

"Why are you here?"

As if not noticing his rude gaze, the old man surnamed Ge sighed and said in a desolate tone.

(To be continued)