The broken mountain city, majestic and magnificent, majestic atmosphere, stands there, like a mountain, cuts off the earth's veins, gathers aura, and takes away the essence of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Such a heavy city is really a blessed land for cultivating immortals, a holy place of humanity, whether it is an immortal cultivator or a mortal, they can live in peace, enjoy sufficient aura, and are not afraid of the threat of desolate beasts.

It is a pity that even such a major city with a population of 10 million cannot be all-encompassing.

Among them, the place where the spiritual energy is full is limited after all, after all, it is still necessary to speak with strength according to the conventions of the immortal cultivation world.

As a result, many small sects with insufficient strength, the Little Xiuxian Family, had to move outside, adjacent to Broken Mountain City, and they were just a little bit light.

Surrounded by the outer edge of the broken mountain city, facing its huge mountain-like city walls, or dock forts or villages, or families or sects, such existence.

Just about ten miles away from the broken mountain city, on a slightly undulating hill, a dock fort stands.

This dock fort looks like a gray color, dotted with mossy plants, which shows the ancient meaning of the passage of time, like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes, looking at his hometown from afar, recalling the glory of the past.

- Yanjiawu Fort!

The dock forts around the broken mountain city are not uncommon, they are all arranged around the city, like a defensive chain, locking it tightly, but among them, there are not many of them that can be as ancient and imposing as the Yanjia Dock Fort, which can also be seen the style of the Yan family when it was not in decline.

Dock forts like the Yan family, since they are arranged on the periphery of the broken mountain city, when there is an invasion by external forces, they are naturally the front-line battlefield, in addition, they are somewhat similar to the mountain cities on the surface, they are all used as family inheritance, where the clan gathers.

Unlike mountain castles, these dock forts are more enclosed and less ostentatious than surface mountain castles.

The environment on the surface, although it is not a clear breeze and bright moon, but it is also less than a lot of dangers, unlike this underground immortal cultivation realm, as long as it is out of the range of the heavy city, it is the world of wild beasts, and they have to hug together in order to protect themselves.

Since he survives under the eyelids of the strong, he must be cautious, and it is impossible to dominate his own small world like the mountain city on the surface.

More often, except for the people of their own clan, there are few immortal cultivators in the dock fort.

Yanjiawu Fort, the whole structure is integrated, the materials are heavy, like a steel turtle shell that cannot be smashed, and there are only two portals to communicate inside and outside.

One is a small gate for relatives and friends to pass through, and the other is a gate that is only opened when distinguished guests come.

Since the decline of the Yan family, there have been few immortal cultivators, and it is rare for this gate to be opened.

That is, in the past few days, there have been frequent visits by powerful immortal cultivators, and the old gate has to take heavy steps, and it has opened and closed several times without stopping.

No, after a tooth-wrenching sound, the heavy gate of the dock fort opened again.

Outside the gate, under the light of the pillar of fire of the Heavenly Gods, a Xuanyi monk stood with his hands in his hands, and his graceful and luxurious Xuanjin gown made a fierce sound in the strong wind, as if he might return with the wind at any time.

"Zhang Daoyou, Yan has lost his welcome, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

In Yanjiawu Fort, a middle-aged man walked out quickly, and said with his fists clenched as he hurried.

"Brother Yan is polite. ”

Zhang Fan bowed slightly, glanced at the middle-aged man, and said with a smile.

This middle-aged man, judging from his face, is not very old, but his hair is gray, like a sixtieth armor, and his gait and posture are even more slightly bowed, as if he has experienced vicissitudes and can no longer face it upright.

——Yan Fu!The contemporary head of the Yan family.

According to Zhang Fan's investigation in Broken Mountain City before the trip, although this person is the head of the family, he does not hold real power, and the real family leader is still his father, the only foundation-building monk of the Yan family-Old Man Yan.

As for Yan Fu himself, although there is a word "Fu" in his name, he is destined to live up to Old Man Yan's hopes, and now, he is more than half a hundred years old, but his cultivation is only at the level of four or five layers in the Qi refining period, which is really miserable.

This is still with the support of the head of the family, if you change to casual cultivation, I am afraid that you will not even be able to cross the threshold of the Qi refining period, such a qualification is really enough! It is not much different from nothing.

Zhang Fan's qualifications, among the immortal cultivators who are expected to live forever, can be said to be extremely low, but compared with the family master in front of him, it is high to the edge of the sky.

After another two polite sentences, Yan Fu didn't even ask Zhang Fan if he had succeeded, and pulled him straight to Wangwu Fort, and at the same time did not forget to say:

"My father is already waiting for Brother Zhang in the living room. ”

"My father is old, Brother Zhang don't be surprised!"

Really speaking, Old Man Yan is only equivalent to the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, according to the rules of the immortal cultivation world, it is not too much to come out to greet him, let alone sit in the living room like now.

Therefore, Yan Fu had to explain a few words, in case he met a cautious or etiquette-oriented immortal cultivator, whether it was brushing his sleeves away or holding a grudge, their Yan family couldn't stand it.

Zhang Fan smiled freely, disapproving.

He can understand this kind of old man who is still immersed in the glory of the past, and when he thinks of such a person, he can't help but remember his grandfather.

The difference is that grandpa can put down the shelf more, for the sake of his grandson's future, don't talk about the old face, even the old life can be opened.

"Grandpa, he doesn't know ...... now"

Zhang Fan's heart suddenly soured, and he couldn't help but be distracted.

"Zhang Daoyou?"

"Zhang Daoyou!"

"Huh?"

Under Yan Fu's soft call, Zhang Fan suddenly came back to his senses, raised his head, and found that after a few steps, his eyes had suddenly opened up.

At this point, it was the heart of the dock fort.

A wide stone road winds and turns, and on both sides, there are pieces of medicine fields of different sizes and shapes.

The division of these medicine fields is not arbitrary, and at a glance, you can feel that there is a mystery in it.

This is not the first time Zhang Fan has seen such a medicinal field, when he said that the Zhilantian medicinal field that he saw in the sea of clouds in the dancing sky, and the medicinal field that he saw in the Shutong Cave Mansion that was occupied by Ziyun Liulan, they all looked like this.

The principle is similar, but it differs in details.

The Zhilan Tian Medicine Field is fine, the Shutong Medicine Field is the most ingenious, and the Yan Family Medicine Field in front of him is rough and bold, and the scale is large, just like the rice fields on the surface of the earth.

Unfortunately, no matter what, it no longer makes sense.

In these medicinal fields, most of them were planted with fungi and all kinds of grain-like things that could not be named, and from time to time farmers could be seen working in them, and some cattle and horses were grazing, like natural pastures.

As far as the eye can see, there is only a small area, and the spirit grass is still planted, and it is an extremely ordinary variety.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh secretly, from Xu Xinling's description, it can be seen that this Yan family started with alchemy, and the refining and cultivation of pills since ancient times are inseparable, so there is such a large scale of medicine fields.

From the current situation on the medicine field, we know that the past glory of this family and the current decline are unknown, no wonder only a single earth lizard, a few foundation building monks working together, or a single foundation building master who is a little stronger can solve it, but they still need to turn to outsiders.

Zhang Fan and Yan Fu, one of them were observing, the other had something in their hearts, they didn't say anything all the way, and soon came to the living room in the dock fort to receive foreign guests.

This living room also looks quite a few years, and the effect of the dock fort is almost the same, I think it is a product of the same period, the whole is quite magnificent, the first place, a Taishi chair is placed, it is the main seat.

On the Taishi's chair, an old man with a white beard fidgeted, and from time to time he turned his neck to look out, pulling his beard and waiting anxiously.

After Zhang Fan came in under the guidance of Yan Fu, the old man reluctantly made a solemn appearance, and after he sat down, the maid sent the online tea, and finally couldn't help but say: "This person thinks it's Zhang Xiaoyou, right?"

Without waiting for Zhang Fan to reply, he immediately continued to ask, "Have you ever obtained the Concentration Bead?"

On the side, Yan Fu smiled apologetically at Zhang Fan when his father didn't notice, obviously feeling that the old man was a little rude, and he didn't even let people take a good sip of tea.

However, there has never been a place for him to speak in this house, so he has to sit obediently on the side.

Facing Old Man Yan's eagerness, Zhang Fan smiled slightly and said, "Fortunately, I don't disgrace my life!"

The palm of the hand was spread out, and a white bead the size of a thumb lay quietly in the palm of his hand, shining with a glimmer of light, which was the Concentration Bead.

With this fixed god crown on his head, this much smaller fixed god bead is not much in Zhang Fan's eyes, and he is reluctant to exchange it for a medium-grade Danding.

"Good! good!"

The old man was so excited that he slapped the table violently, and the cup trembled, and he snorted in pain, but he was so excited that he pulled off his beard together.

"Yan Fu, what are you still standing stupidly for?

Old Man Yan couldn't care about those few white whiskers, and shouted angrily at Yan Fu.

"Yes, father!"

Yan Fu didn't dare to delay, took the Concentration Bead from Zhang Fan's palm and turned around and left, but he didn't dare to delay for a moment.

As soon as he left, Old Man Yan seemed to be somewhat determined, and then he suddenly slapped his knee, took out a Danding from the Qiankun bag, and handed it to Zhang Fan.

At the same time, he said abruptly: "Let Xiaoyou see and laugh." ”

"I miss my Yan family, which was also one of the four Danding families in Broken Mountain City back then, and now it has fallen to this point!"

"The Four Danding Families?"

Zhang Fan asked casually, but his mind was all on the Zhongpin Danding in his hand.

This Danding seems to be inconspicuous at this time, when it is not injected with spiritual power, it is only slightly larger than a palm, and the traces of bronze rust on it are mottled, without a trace of elixir aura, and the spirit grass is fragrant, and it feels as if it has been covered with dust for a long time.

Although Zhang Fan has not refined a special magic weapon such as Danding, nor has he studied it, but after all, the tools are the same, as soon as he dropped, he clearly felt that this is indeed a good Danding, even in the medium-grade Danding, it is also a rare good thing.

"yes!"

"It's not surprising that Xiaoyou doesn't know, it was the four major Danding families back then, the Yan family, the Chen family, the Situ family, and the uncle family......"

"Huh?"

Zhang Fan suddenly raised his head and asked with a solemn face, "Uncle?"

(To be continued)