"The Five Elements Family of Qinzhou, colluding with outsiders, being rebellious and unreasonable, punish them!"

"Isn't this Five Elements Sect very good at forbearance, how could he be caught by the sect and hurt his feet?"

"Interesting!"

Zhang Fan stepped forward with a smile, and just put his hand on the jade tablet as if no one was around, silently observing the information about this matter.

After a while, he opened his eyes, ignoring the surprised gazes of others, stood back, and pondered to the side.

In the shadow jade stele, there is not much about the cause and effect, but it is just a simple request to reject it, which can be described as extremely rude, and if you really want to talk about it, it can be said that it is a bit out of the demeanor of the great sect.

In fact, there is nothing to do, the strength of the immortal cultivation world has always been dominant, and other side matters can be ignored.

Zhang Fan didn't mean to delve into it, but now he suddenly saw the news of the Five Elements Family, and the dusty past suddenly came to mind.

"Golden Hunt!"

This name represents only a monk in the early stage of foundation building, and he is also a new promotion, and he is afraid that he is also the bottom of the existence in the early stage of foundation building.

Such a character, if it were placed now, Zhang Fan would not even raise his eyelids, and he could be destroyed with a single hand, without much effort.

But at that time, this person chased him to the point that there was no way to enter the heavens and the earth, and finally even made a crazy move to attack the ban of his own sect, which led to Nangong having no hope of killing him.

It's still fresh in my memory!

This Five Elements Family, the rise is strange, good at forbearance, a small family of cultivating immortals is rare to have three foundation building monks in charge, strong in addition to knowing how to hide, if it wasn't for Wang Xinling in the mine at the beginning, I'm afraid no one knows their true strength.

"One report and one report, it is just a hatred that can be said to be snowy. ”

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and had already made up his mind in his heart.

In fact, revenge is still secondary, but by the way, if he really has this heart, why wait until now?

The real purpose is just to get out of here and do something that has been planned for a long time.

At this time, Chen Ji saw that everyone had finished checking and had a general understanding of the situation of the task, so he coughed lightly and said, "The matter of chasing and killing Grandmaster Jiedan has been completed by the old man himself.

"For the rest of the tasks, you can choose for yourself! After returning to the sect, you will have your own rewards to be implemented, so you must do your best, and you must not take things lightly. ”

"Disciple obeys!"

Everyone agreed in unison, just as they were about to be chosen, a clear voice came from behind the crowd.

"Uncle Chen, the disciple chose this task. ”

Looking back, it was Zhang Fan.

"Huh?"

Chen Ji's expression moved, looked at Zhang Fan's finger, then nodded, and said, "Whatever you want!"

"The Five Elements family has long had bad intentions, and there are three monks in the foundation building period in the clan. ”

"However, the sect only found two of them, namely their ancestor Jin Huan and the current head of the family, Jin Peng, who were in the middle and early stages of foundation building. ”

"The last one is missing, and no one knows if he is still in their people......"

Saying this, he suddenly smiled dumbly, shook his head and said, "It doesn't make a difference to you. ”

"There are two foundation building cultivators, one of them is a mid-stage cultivator, and there is even one who may be hidden in the shadows, and this is no difference?"

The young monk named Lian'er was taken aback, and saw that both his master Chen Ji and the other monks present looked like they were all taken for granted, and couldn't help but look at Zhang Fan, who didn't look much older than him, full of curiosity.

"It seems that when Nangong was hopeless, he didn't even know who the person he killed was, otherwise there would be no news of Jin Yu in the sect. ”

Zhang Fan smiled, but he didn't care, as Chen Ji said, there is no more than him, and there is no less than him, and it has no effect.

Now that it has been decided, regardless of what the others choose, Zhang Fan did not stay any longer, and turned straight away from the tent.

As soon as he left, he raised his eyes and knew that the scene in the tent before must have happened at the same time among the monks of the Illusory Demon Dao and the Imperial Spirit Sect, even if it was on the side of Yong and Liang, something should have happened, and at this time, at the foot of the huge Tianzhu Mountain, there was a pure scene.

The noise of a moment ago is gone, only the dazzling light is still swaying.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Zhang Fan felt the warm light shining on his skin, and the feeling of invisible power constantly penetrating into his body made people intoxicated.

Looking around at the entire Tianzhu Mountain, where countless things had happened that had made him stay for months, there was a faint nostalgia in his eyes.

That's right, nostalgia!

Zhang Fan himself knew that he would not come back after leaving this time, and as for things like completing the task and then coming back to restore his life, he didn't care about it at all.

The reason why he took on the task of destroying the Five Elements Family was just a stopper.

Putting these aside for the time being, Zhang Fan sighed slightly, and finally suppressed the emotion in his heart, his body moved, turned into a streamer, and disappeared suddenly.

...... A small mountain col, peach and plum branches in spring, green trees reflecting lilacs, it is when the mountain flowers are blooming, she laughs in the bushes.

Dressed in white and barefoot, soft as boneless, if you are leaning on a small tree, the red flowers on the top of your head are brilliant, and the shadows under your feet are sparse and slanted, and the indescribable lazy and tired color is intoxicating.

The slender white hand is on the forehead, the eyebrows are picturesque, the eyes are flowing, and the sky is far away.

After a while, the sound of breaking the sky came out far away, and a smile bloomed on the charming face.

"Senior Brother Zhang!"

"Let my little sister wait!"

The soft and soft, delicate voice woke Zhang Fan up from his contemplation, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that he was smiling like a flower, and he was in a flower bush, and the flowers lost their color.

"Pity!"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, paused in the air, and then fell to the ground like a meteor, falling to the ground silently, only bringing up a little air wave, like a gentle big hand, gently shaking the skirt of the beauty in front of him.

The two smiled and looked at each other, silent for a long time, and did not feel stiff, only felt an invisible tacit understanding and warmth, brewing and echoing between each other, for a while, they actually enjoyed this silence a little.

Shaoqing, if his waist was straight, like a willow branch swaying, he borrowed a little strength from the small tree behind him, straightened up, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you are here!"

As he spoke, he stretched his hand, circled the small col in front of him, and said softly, "What do you think of this place?"

"Here?"

Zhang Fan looked around, only to see the green grass, flowers, bushes and chic, small trees alienated and elegant, a paradise scene.

Not far away from the mountain wall to block, the cold is difficult to overcome, the underground implies warmth, there seems to be geothermal infiltration, a small lake on the right side, the water vapor lingers, the faint sulfur breath escapes, it is a natural hot spring.

"Good place!"

Zhang Fan praised sincerely, in this valley far away from the hustle and bustle, there is a peerless beauty next to him smiling, it is really a fairy scene.

Hearing his approval, the smile on his face became stronger, Yingying stepped forward, stood side by side with him, and silently looked at the scenery in front of him.

At this time, if it is a pity, it is less than the charm of the past, and the smooth face is not powdered, shining in the bright sun, and there is a holy taste for a while.

"The peach is dying, scorching its bloom. The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room. ”

Zhang Fan couldn't help but be distracted, and at this moment, the feeling of heartbeat came spontaneously.

"Senior brother. ”

A call woke Zhang Fan up, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that he was sorry for his white neck, and on his jade-like face, a touch of red was dyed, and he was delicate.

"Protect the Dharma for my little sister!"

The slender white palm was spread flat, and at the obvious invitation, a small ball of fiery red condensed on it, trembling slightly, just like the beauty in front of her, the gentleness of bowing her head, and the shyness of the cool breeze.

A heat rose from the bottom of his heart, Zhang Fan took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his hand, and clasped it with the jade hand in front of him.

In an instant, there was no gap between the palms of the two people who were tightly clasped, and the fiery red suddenly dispersed, turning into a ball of flame, which instantly spread all over the two of them.

This flame is not violent, not surging, only the most extreme purity, silently burning around the two of them, as if they are afraid of alarming something.

It is the clouds and fog, and the red candles are dim!

"Hmm~~~"

A muffled snort came out, like a murmur, like a moan, with pain and relief.

It seemed like an instant, and it seemed like a long time, when a white veil suddenly broke through the firelight, floated out in the air, hooked to the branches of a small tree, swayed with the playful wind, danced, and seemed to have infinite joy in it.

At the moment when the white yarn flew out, in the intense firelight, a touch of clotted snow white flashed, and a faint black gas was withdrawn from the curvaceous and white back.

The roar of despair sounded from the depths of the soul, but at this time, like a raging bonfire, a basin of grease was poured out, and in an instant the fire soared into the sky, and the black gas dissipated, just like the lead was washed away, and the phoenix bathed in the fire and reborn.

A hundred turns and thousands of times, around the fingers and soft intestines, scratching the itchy place of the heart of the moan sounded, slightly lazy and soft, delicate and weak, as if under the warm sun in winter, soaked in the hot spring for a long time, exhausted the energy after the feeling of both empty and full.

This kind of powerlessness and laziness seems to have stripped off the last barrier between dry wood and fire, and it is like the wedding night, when the golden hammer poked out, raised the hijab, and showed a shy face.

For a while, it was like an invisible big hand playing, the tent fell, and the flames around them cheered and jumped, wrapping them firmly, only a pair of dark clothes couldn't wait to fly out, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, or the small tree, still the treetops, one white and one Xuan, two clothes, like their masters, snuggling tightly in the wind, lingering...... The hill is calm and peaceful, the breeze slowly circulates around, the cicadas have no noise, the birds and beasts no longer move, as if the whole world is just for the existence of the figure grinding in the firelight, and time also stops at this moment.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of "bang-la-la" suddenly broke the silence, and the entire mountain col suddenly came to life.

On the green grass, a faintly lingering flame rolled, sliding into the hot spring against the grass, with a hint of warmth in the urgency, and the most delicate tender grass was never damaged.

The hot spring water is slippery and creamy, which is the time of the first inheritance.

The waves splashed, the water shimmered, the spirit and the flesh blended, and the primordial impulses, like fire passion, brought up the rolling waves, burning underwater.

In an instant, the mist rises, spreads on the water surface, escapes in the mountain col, hazy, the sound turns and moans, tugging at the heartstrings, if the fairy sound is ethereal, it is the palace that day, and it is nothing more than that.

On the surface of the water, the thick water vapor seems to be humanoid, entangled with each other, and grinding, complementing, merging, and becoming one!

The beauty of life, blooming at this moment, is the eternal sun, and it also quietly pulls a white cloud to cover the surface, making room for them.

The tone has also softened, charming and hazy, just like the dim light of the tent, it is good**.

............ After a long time, the mist above the hot springs slowly settled, as if the passion had passed, and the branches of the small trees were empty, swaying gently in the breeze, as if there was endless reluctance to give up.

With a sigh, Zhang Fan stood under the small tree with his hands in his hands, speechless for a long time.

Dressed neatly, his demeanor was peaceful, if it weren't for the slight wetness of his hair and sideburns, everything before would be like a dream.

"Brother Zhang, take care!"

The delicate voice is still in the ears, and the laughter like silver bells seems to be still echoing in the flowers, but the beauty has disappeared without a trace.

Looking up at the lonely treetops, looking down at the green grass, a little red, Zhang Fan was in a trance for a while, and he had the strange idea of digging up the grass and taking it away.

"What's wrong with me?" shook his head and smiled, Zhang Fan was Zhang Fan after all, but after a little concentration, he quickly returned to normal.

With a flip of the palm, an infinite force was born out of thin air and pressed down with a bang!

"Boom!", the ground collapsed abruptly, revealing a flat, green grass a moment ago, as bright and red as a condensation paint, all of which became a passing cloud.

Exactly, the beautiful clouds are scattered, and the spring dream is without a trace.

The idea of digging up the lawn and taking it away is a joke, but Zhang Fan will not leave this trace in the eyes of others, even if it is a 1 in 10,000 possibility, it will never work.

After doing all this, Zhang Fan stood in place and muttered for a while, then gave up the idea of leaving, and walked towards the end of the mountain col, the mountain wall.

There was a roar, a small purple sword was waved, and after a while, a hole that could only be walked through by one person appeared on the mountain wall.

Zixiao Sword, the magic weapon of the Sect Master of Jiedan, at this time it was used as a coolie to dig the cave, if Grandma Tong saw this scene when she was resurrected, she would have to die of anger again.

Zhang Fan didn't feel anything, Zixiao Sword couldn't exert its true power now, but with the material of the magic weapon, it was no longer suitable to use it in this kind of thing.

Although the entrance to the cave is narrow on the outside, there is a cave inside, and a spacious and simple stone room is in it, and the bluestone cloud bed is the only decoration.

On the cloud bed, a futon was placed, Zhang Fan crossed his knees, took a few deep breaths, all the waves were pressed down, his palm turned over, and a simple and elegant bronze mirror appeared in his hand.

Great Treasure Book!

As soon as his hand was loosened, the bronze mirror floated, up and down in front of him, and everything was as usual.

"Come out!"

Zhang Fan looked at Da Yue Baojian indifferently, and said without warning.

(To be continued)