Suddenly, three months passed.

Zhang Fan said that with a shocking blow, the island sank, what a might, just like a violent wind transiting, affecting all directions, and the news spread rapidly.

On the island of Yishi, in front of the semi-idle hall, the courtyard is like a market, and the guests are full of doors, coming and going, and there is an endless stream.

Among these people, there are customers who buy and sell, but more of them are immortal cultivators who have heard the news and come to pay their respects.

Immortal cultivators who have a certain cultivation realm can know Zhang Fan's strength from the mouths of hundreds of witnesses, and they will not come to do such a boring thing.

In their opinion, they are afraid that they can't wait to hide as far away as possible from Zhang Fan, the stronger their cultivation, the older Shou Yuan, the more unwilling they are to face such a strong person, as if they have finally turned into a strong ant, and when they look up, a huge figure is enveloped.

That kind of feeling between life and death, not being able to help himself, is enough to make the vast majority of immortal cultivators avoid Yishi Island, how can they get there.

Most of these are fledgling young monks, wandering among the shops, hoping to see this powerful monk who suddenly appeared.

Some are just for one side, purely admiration, and some hope to be favored by their predecessors, if they are accepted as disciples, wouldn't it be beautiful?

To them, the old shopkeeper and the thin monkey are welcome, lingering for a long time, not buying something, is it possible? Besides, it is indeed cheap and good, and unconsciously, the business of the half-idle hall in the past three months has been fully improved!

This can be seen from the old shopkeeper leaning on the counter with a teapot in his mouth.

Those immortal cultivators who came all the way were destined to be disappointed, the truth was cruel, for three months, that legendary figure had not appeared in the Banxian Hall.

On this point, those Xianghe firms on Yishi Island were much calmer, and on the second day of Zhang Fan's great display, they sent leading figures to send gifts and congratulations one by one to discuss cooperation, without mentioning Zhang Fan's whereabouts.

Since the opening of the Banxian Hall, dozens of cold and summer, this mysterious owner, has always seen the dragon without seeing the end, they have long been accustomed to it, don't think it's strange, if you can see him, then there is really a ghost!

Zhang Fan, where did he go?

...... Outside Yishi Island, dozens of miles of sea area, an inconspicuous small island is located.

The island is very small, the weather is clear, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and you can see the borders on all sides at a glance.

On this small island, a fire crow with dark golden feathers is swimming and fluttering in all directions, having a good time, if it is not reluctant to give up its three beautiful tail feathers, I am afraid that it can be planted in the sea water, and those big fish who can vaguely see their figures through the clear water, have a good relationship.

This also did not bother it, I saw its tail flick, a golden feather appeared on a halo, the water broke the waves, the brilliance reached everywhere, the sea water broke through, and a huge, three-foot-long sword-fin fish was empty.

The swordfin fish, which is also a fierce carnivorous fish among fish and sea beasts, is now panicked, fluttering like a sharp sword-like fin, and it can't be moved, as if there is an invisible force imprisoning it, floating in the air.

Mo Ling shook his head at this time, Shi Shiran reached out his claws and grabbed them, and then let out a cry of joy, and disappeared in a flash, appearing on the edge of the island, next to a figure lying on the ground with his back facing the sky.

The figure, lying on his back on the ground, with one hand on a fishing rod and the other behind his head, only on his face, covered with a hat, obscuring the vicious light, looked leisurely and leisurely.

It was noon, the summer was scorching, the scorching sun shone on the skin, it was a stinging pain, sunning on the ground, sometimes seeing red rocks, the surface of the ground was three feet upward, all of them were distorted by a piece of air, and the waves occasionally slapped up, "snorting" to make a sound, as if annealing.

The strange thing is that this person is lying on a rock that can even bake eggs, exposed to the scorching sun, but there is no unbearable color, but as soon as he enters a radius of several zhang around it, he can suddenly feel a sense of coolness, and the sunlight does not seem to be so dazzling, as if there is a whirlpool collapse on his body, absorbing all the light.

"Quack~quack~quack~~"

Mo Ling waited for a while, and the people on the ground didn't pay attention to him, and while shouting, he put his head on the person on the ground, looking impatient.

"Mo Ling, what's wrong with you?"

With a wave of his hand and taking off the hat, Zhang Fan rubbed Mo Ling's head helplessly and asked.

"Quack~"

Mo Ling threw the swordfin fish under his claws to the ground, no matter how desperately it jumped, he looked at Zhang Fan and shouted proudly, his eyes glancing at the fishing rod that still didn't move from time to time.

"You're showing off?!"

"Or are you hungry again?"

Obviously, it was a combination of both, and as a last resort, under Mo Ling's repeated urging, Zhang Fan sat up angrily and funny.

When Xu Leshan was sent away, Zhang Fan left Banxian Hall and came to this small island to enjoy a rare comfort.

The Purple Desire Jiao Demon King, after all, is a dignified seventh-order demon beast, a Yuanying-level existence, although he left everything behind, and the real body may not be a big surname, but Zhang Fan still came here to wait just in case.

If there is a fight on Yishi Island, he seems to be speaking lightly and does not care, but he has no certainty of keeping the half-idle hall from being destroyed by the aftermath, so he naturally has to choose a battlefield.

He didn't deliberately hide his breath, in this way, if the other party still couldn't find him, then this opponent didn't need to be taken to heart.

At the beginning, Zhang Fan really regarded this island as a battlefield, but after staying for three months, he couldn't help but like this kind of leisurely feeling, although the road to cultivating immortals is troubled, and such leisure cannot be immersed in it for a long time, but it is okay to enjoy it occasionally.

This enjoyment, but there is something wrong with enjoyment, that is, it raises Mo Ling's mouth.

When he has nothing to do, Zhang Fan also uses countless sea beasts in the sea to make some soup and delicacies, although his cooking skills are average, but his mastery of heat is far from being comparable to ordinary chefs, but he has also made a lot of good things.

No, Mo Ling's mouth was greedy, so he came to urge him to start work.

As he spoke, Zhang Fan's movements were slow, while rubbing Mo Ling's feathers dotingly, he waved his hand, and on the rocks not far away, there were fountains on the ground, raging bonfires burning, and the heat wave was rolling over the sun for a long time.

At the same time, the swordfin fish flew up, like an invisible palm, and threw itself into the stone bonfire.

At this moment, as if adding fuel to the fire, the bonfire instantly erupted into flames several feet high, and the sound of crackling came from the rock below, as if even the rock could not withstand the sudden high temperature.

With a flick of the fingers, the swordfin fish pierced out of the flames, as if taking a hot bath, and the fish was filled with hot gas, and the bonfire was extinguished at the same time as if the bottom of the kettle had been drawn.

If the chefs in the world can see this scene, I am afraid that they can even stare out their eyes, from beginning to end, even in the blink of an eye, this cooking, even if it is completed?

In fact, too, the strong aroma spreads and wafts far away with the sea breeze.

A few months ago, when Zhang Fan first used his methods, this kind of aroma could even be transmitted underwater, luring out some sea beasts.

Now it won't, it's not that his craftsmanship has regressed, but those guys who have come to the fore, without exception, can't escape the clutches of Mo Ling, either extinct or obedient, in short, the sea is calm.

Three feet up and down, the body is golden, and the sword-fin fish at this time is like a magnet, firmly absorbing Mo Ling's gaze, but even the sound of dripping saliva has not been able to wake it up.

Shaking his head, Zhang Fan waved his palm, and the abdomen of the swordfin fish was broken, and all the organs were empty, leaving only the delicious fish meat, which fell in front of Mo Ling's body.

The strange thing is that at this time, one of the mouth of the swordfin fish is still slightly opening and closing.

Mo Ling immediately cheered, and was about to start gluttony, not wanting to pause as soon as his head was halfway down.

This is usually a completely unbelievable thing, and often before Zhang Fan's eyes blink twice, there is only a mess left.

Mo Ling would be like this, but it was because of Zhang Fan's actions.

At that moment, Zhang Fan's body stiffened suddenly, as if he sensed something, although his shoulders softened immediately, his brows furrowed slightly.

Mo Ling has been by Zhang Fan's side for nearly a hundred years, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it with his intentions, he immediately noticed the abnormality, let go of the food in front of him, and looked around vigilantly.

After a while, it glanced at Zhang Fan suspiciously, and in its opinion, the wind and waves were calm, and there was no abnormality at all.

At this time, Zhang Fan stretched out his hand, rubbed Mo Ling's neck, smoothed its suddenly exploded feathers, and said leisurely: "It's a pleasure to have friends from afar." ”

"Why don't you show up and see you?!"

"Hahahaha~~"

Before the words fell, a long laugh suddenly burst out from the boundless waves, and it was abrupt, as if the sky was clear and thunder exploded.

"Woo~"

Mo Ling suddenly became nervous, and the feathers on his body exploded, which was the appeasement of Zhang Fan's palm, and it could not be reduced in the slightest, the innate coercion between the demon beasts and creatures made it instantly tighten its heartstrings.

The sound of laughter, in an instant, the sea area, the sky, and then in a blink of an eye, but it has been emitted behind itself.

Before Zhang Fan could move, he heard the owner of the laughter sigh and exclaimed: "It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant, I didn't expect that the little brother would have such a good skill in addition to killing, it's really amazing, the old dragon admires and admires!"

You don't have to look back, just listening to this voice, you can imagine what it looks like to be salivating for a long time.

"Hey, don't have that flat hair, bring that fish and let the old dragon try it. ”

Mo Ling whimpered aggrievedly, wanting to wait or not, but he didn't dare a little, and looked at Zhang Fan hesitantly.

"What kind of identity is the dragon king, why should he compete with the children for food?"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, slowly turned around and said.

(To be continued)