Small barren mountains outside the fog, veins and winds in the clouds. I don't know where the flute sounds.

Walking on the stratus staircase, the sound of the Qingyuan flute passed through the gaps, accompanied by the affectionate evening breeze, faintly heard.

In the sound of the flute, there are peerless beauties, lonely as snow in the empty valley, and there are ardent expectations for sleeping, tossing and turning...... Talk about the heartfelt heart, only the sound of the flute, comfort me to wander, only the sound of the flute, ...... Feeling the emotion in the flute, Zhang Fan couldn't help but stop slightly.

It wasn't the first time he had heard such a flute.

When it was said that in the Shutong Cave Mansion, Wan'er also used to be alone in the dark room, and the flute was expressive.

The difference is that in the sound of the flute today, the feelings are even stronger, as if the wine that has been brewing for a hundred years, as soon as the altar is opened, ten miles drunk.

In a trance, it seems that you can see a purple orchid, on the edge of the empty valley stream, swaying with the breeze, there is loneliness and expectation, and it is indescribably graceful and moving.

The sound of the flute, at some point, dissipated in the wind, not at the end of the tune, but as if sensing some movement, it suddenly stopped.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and stepped forward.

...... On the top of the small barren mountain, outside the cave, on a small hillside, a colorful figure stands by the wind.

She put one hand on her forehead and looked into the distance, with surprise and apprehension in her eyes.

At this time, the dissolving mountain fog rose, obscuring everything and blocking her anxious vision.

The snow-white shell teeth bit her lower lip lightly, her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and Wan'er couldn't help but hesitate in her heart, wondering if her previous premonition was delusional, but she held on to the hope of what happened, and she couldn't go.

After a while, a flash of surprise suddenly flashed in her eyes, and a smile appeared on her face, like a hundred flowers blooming, brilliant.

Ahead, the formation was thick and cloudy, and the mountains were flowing in the mountains, and suddenly there seemed to be a pair of invisible big hands playing, suddenly separated, and gave way to a spacious passage, revealing the figure of Xuanyi with wind on his sleeves and floating here.

——Zhang Fan! is back!

Walking out of the ladder, Zhang Fan looked at it with a smile.

The wind in the mountains, raising a drizzle, messed up Wan'er's hair, wet her face, but couldn't hide it, anxious and expectant, next to the slender feet, a channel of spiritual bead grass sprinkled, the past crystal is no longer there, stained with dust and has no time to take care of it.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's heart couldn't help but warm, and the smile on his face became softer and softer.

"Brother......

He snorted softly and smiled like a flower.

...... In the cave house that has been away for half a year, it is not stained with any dust, it is an ordinary stone table, and it gradually has the moisturization of a mirror.

Zhang Fan brushed his hand over, knowing that Wan'er must be wiped and cleaned carefully from time to time, otherwise judging from the dust situation of this barren mountain, it will be dusty and thick.

In the past six months, Wan'er has done more than that.

At this time, she was holding her chin and looking at Zhang Fan with some apprehension, the hope in her eyes was just like a child doing the most proud thing, hoping for praise from her relatives.

On the stone table in front of the two of them, there were four or five dishes and two or three bowls of soup.

"Wan'er, you did all this?"

Zhang Fan asked with a little surprise.

The dishes in front of me are all home-cooked dishes, which are different from those sent by Xu Fan, and the biggest possibility is that they are from the hands of this girl, and the gaze in her eyes also proves this.

"yes!"

"Brother, can you try it to see if it tastes?"

Wan'er nodded vigorously and persuaded diligently.

Zhang Fan smiled, and did not dismiss his kindness, and tasted it slightly, although it felt inferior to the craftsmanship of those chefs, but somehow, there was a warm taste.

This is the feeling of home, half a year of hard work, back to the cave, looking forward to the girl, washing hands and making soup!

Is there anything better in the world than this?

After a while, Zhang Fan put down the dishes and chopsticks and said with a smile: "It's delicious!"

In a word, the praise overshadowed everything, Wan'er smiled like a flower, and almost hummed a song to clean up the leftovers.

"Wan'er, why do you suddenly want to learn this?"

Zhang Fan looked around and found that in addition to cooking, there were also some things like female red on the cloud bed next to her, obviously she was studying them at these times.

Hearing this, Wan'er's movements paused slightly, her little hands twisted the corners of her clothes, and she hesitated: "What they said." ”

"Them?"

Zhang Fan frowned slightly, and then suddenly knew that it must be Xu Fan's subordinates who sent Xiaoxianglou's food.

"They said that the maids should know all these things......"

Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled, and was about to say something, when he heard Wan'er say faintly: "So that I can stay by my brother's side all the time......"

"Brother!"

Wan'er suddenly raised her head and plucked up her courage and said, "Brother, I want to cultivate immortals!"

"Why?"

"Wan'er wants to be with her brother forever......"

When she spoke, the expression on Wan'er's face was full of fear and expectation.

What I am afraid of is the separation of immortals and mortals, and the red face is gone, and what I look forward to is the fairy couple, who are free from the world.

In the past, Zhang Fan said that he had parted for a hundred years, and today, half a year has passed.

These finally made Wan'er understand that if she didn't set foot on the fairy road, the gap between the two would get bigger and bigger, and I was afraid that at a foreseeable date, when her brother came back, she wouldn't even have the power to look forward to...... Wan'er didn't say these words, but how could the children's minds be hidden from Zhang Fan's eyes?

He was silent for a while, and muttered to himself.

Zhang Fan was not hesitating to let Wan'er cultivate immortals, since he knew that she had a Xuanyin body, he had this idea.

However, the idea at that time was to send Wan'er to the Xuanyin Sect, after all, Xuanyin ** was the most suitable for her physique.

The reason why he has not been able to make the trip and has been delayed until now is mainly because he does not want to let a person like Wan'er, who is so simple that he almost does not know the world, enter the sect of cultivating immortals.

In that kind of place, although there is friendship and family affection, but after all, it is about interests, and it is indispensable to deceive me, Wan'er, can she adapt?

Zhang Fan wasn't sure.

As for whether he is reluctant in his heart, I'm afraid even he can't be sure!

But at this moment, after hearing Wan'er's story, Zhang Fan had a new idea about the real thoughts in her heart.

"Just keep her around!"

"As for the cultivation exercises......

The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth curved an arc, and he said in his heart: "Old man, do you want your old man to go out now?"

"Huh, boy, what the hell are you doing?"

"...... Soul Venerable Immeasurable Formula!"

After a while, seeing that Zhang Fan had not reacted, Wan'er's courage disappeared, and she said timidly: "Brother, or Wan'er ......."

At this moment, Zhang Fan waved his hand and said with a smile: "Okay!"

The color of surprise appeared on the fair face in an instant, like a begonia condensation, indescribably delicate.

"Hey, hey~~ boy!"

"If you want to teach the little girl to do it herself, why do you pull the old man to do hard work?"

"The soul is immeasurable, and it is not enough to build a foundation period! Is this a good supplement?"

"Huh?"

A sound like the pages of a book was turning in Zhang Fan's mind, and immediately, a shout of anger almost stunned him.

"Seed a magic trick!"

"Okay, you kid used to deal with the old man's trick from here, damn it......"

The ascetic people were still chattering, but Zhang Fan had already cut off the communication between his minds, and he was finally cleared.

............ In the quiet room of the cave, the futon sits upright, a little fragrant, and the fragrance is not dispersed.

Zhang Fan sat cross-legged, a calming incense burned on his side, lingering in the quiet room, in the haze, the whole mind also settled down.

Behind his head, the Great Treasure Book hung high, and above the mirror, the black qi suddenly changed like a substance, turning into various shapes, which was the derivation of the Demon Dao Technique, and the Bitter Dao people made up for the lack of the Soul Venerable Immeasurable Formula.

The Soul Venerable Immeasurable Trick can be regarded as a top-level Demon Dao Technique, although it is not as good as Xuanyin**, which is suitable for Wan'er's physique, but it is enough to bring out her innate endowment.

This method is enough to be cultivated to the stage of transformation into a god, and the important part behind it is quite perfect, but it lacks the exercises before the knot.

Pushing back and making up for this part, it is not an easy thing for Zhang Fan, and it may even be full of mistakes and omissions, the supernatural powers have not been cultivated, and the surname of the person who has gone mad may be a little bigger.

But to the ascetics, it is nothing!

The old monster above the late Yuan Infant does not know how many magical secret methods he has seen in his life, just a deep understanding, even Zhang Fan can't catch up with the horse, and it is used here to make the best use of things.

As for the complaining of the ascetics, he should not have heard them.

In addition to the incense and the treasure of the Great Saying, there is another thing in the quiet room, and it is it that firmly attracts Zhang Fan's attention.

It was a tall man sitting opposite him, eight feet tall, sitting cross-legged, and also shoulder-high.

On his face, the coldness and lofty aura were revealed, washing away the dust and changing into neat clothes, and now the Jiedan clone looks like a strange man in the world.

As soon as I saw it, I knew that it must not be something in the pool, that is, I was not willing for a while, and there would be a time to turn into a dragon.

Zhang Fan stared at his face, and couldn't help but flash some joy and happiness in his heart.

That middle-aged man, if he wasn't in the state of Heavenly Demon Soul Rejuvenation Technique, I am afraid that he would also be a figure who dominates the world, far surpassing the few Sect Masters he had fought against, and he should be a first-class figure who is hopeless in Nangong.

Such a person fell into his hands so easily, and even his body was robbed, it was really fateful, his sadness, Zhang Fan's luck.

The doppelganger of Jiedan, after all, is no longer a real life, sitting in front of Zhang Fan, like a clay carved wood sculpture, not moving at all, as if there is no vitality.

But just one look into his eyes doesn't think about it anymore.

In the indifferent eyes, there is the ultimate calmness, the insight that is still clear at the moment, and under the cover of this calmness, the layers of agitation are incessant, like a volcano, and may erupt at any time.

"Distracted!"

This is Zhang Fan's distraction, which reflects the most essential feature of his surname, calm and cautious, there is a surging tide!

Taking a deep breath, the breath in his body suddenly merged with the Jiedan clone opposite, and then his eyes were closed, and his arms fell to his knees.

The whole person suddenly froze.

"Retreat!"

"The later stage of foundation building?"

(To be continued)