"Purple ~ Mansion ~ Forbidden ~ Monument ~"

The Xinglan Fairy was still wandering, with an excited gaze, but suddenly froze, and her pupils shrank suddenly, as if she had seen something unbelievable.

Zhang Fan smiled at her slightly, and wiped his sleeves like clouds, but when he saw a flash of purple light, the Purple Mansion Forbidden Monument disappeared.

"She's really from Zifu Prefecture!"

Zhang Fan's face did not move, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

This answer means the whereabouts of Xingchen Jin, and it means that he will collect three hundred and sixty-five, or even three thousand six hundred and fifty Star Gold, to form the hope of Zhou Tian Xingchen Great Array.

All the previous things, just speculation, but rumors, until he saw the reaction of the Xinglan Fairy at this time, he was really sure.

At the moment when Zhang Fan put away the Forbidden Monument of the Purple Mansion, Fairy Xinglan's expression changed, from astonishment, surprise, ecstasy, and even now to loss and struggle...... And so on.

Boundless remorse surged into my heart, like a poisonous snake, gnawing at the heart of the Xinglan Fairy.

"Why didn't I discover the Purple Mansion Forbidden Monument earlier!"

"Why did you let Donghua Zhenren take the lead?"

"Does he know the function of the Purple Mansion Forbidden Monument?"

At this time, those rare treasures in the treasure house of the Corpse Abandonment Sect were enough to make the middle sect spare all the crazy resources for it, and all that was left was the smile on Zhang Fan's face and the sleeves of the fierce voice.

Fairy Xinglan struggled for a while, her mouth opened lightly, and she wanted to say something without giving up, but before the words came out, she heard Zhang Fan say leisurely:

"Zifu Forbidden Monument, I didn't expect there to be a Purple Mansion Forbidden Monument here, it's really good luck!"

Zhang Fan's words, if he said it casually, were even more to the two of them who were drunk to death, but his gaze drifted to the Xinglan Fairy from time to time, if there was a deep meaning.

As soon as the words "Purple Mansion Forbidden Monument" entered his ears, the heart of the Xinglan Fairy suddenly sank, a deep and gloomy place, and all the luck was gone.

"He knows!"

"He knows that this is the Purple Mansion Forbidden Monument, and he must know what it is for!"

As soon as this conclusion came out, the face of the Xinglan Fairy could almost be described as dead ashes.

"Huh?"

The drunken Daoist didn't know what the Purple Mansion Forbidden Monument was, nor did he understand the meaning of this thing to Fairy Xinglan and Zhang Fan, but it didn't prevent him from realizing that the atmosphere was wrong.

"Ahem, cough, cough~"

The drunken Daoist took a step forward without a trace, just cutting off the sight of Zhang Fan and Fairy Xinglan, and under the gaze of the two, he asked haha: "Donghua Zhenren, what should I do with these treasures, you take a charter out, I have no objection to being drunk." ”

"What do you say?

Finally, he said pointedly to the Xinglan Fairy.

Since he sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, he naturally wouldn't sit idly by, and this statement was not without the meaning of persuasion to the Xinglan Fairy.

In this case, no matter how significant the Purple Mansion Forbidden Monument is to her, it is useless. Zhang Fan has already made it clear that the chariot and horse have taken this thing, and it is absolutely impossible to take it out again, and the use of force is even more of a joke, which is completely self-defeating.

Fairy Xinglan nodded with a wry smile to the drunken Daoist, how could she not know the kindness of the drunken death?

Seeing her signal, the drunken Daoist also breathed a sigh of relief, and now that everything is complete, it would not be good if there was infighting. Besides, it was impossible for them to keep Zhang Fan, and in the face of the powerful sect forces behind them, they didn't even have the qualifications to engage in internal strife.

Just when Fairy Xinglan was about to accept his fate, and finally glanced at Zhang Fan's sleeve reluctantly, he saw that the other party suddenly smiled, and said: "This is the corpse abandonment sect Changku, there is no help from the two in this battle, there is no possibility of success, Zhang made his own opinion, and the two of them can take one of the layers, thinking that I am grateful to the Fa Xiangzong." ”

Although Zhang Fan is not the leader of Faxiangzong, with his identity, as well as his great contribution to suppressing the corpse abandonment of the Taoist for 500 years, as well as the credit for obtaining this treasure house with his own hands, such a distribution, Faxiangzong will never refute his face, it can be said that it has been decided.

"Okay, I'm drunk and confessed, thank you Donghua Zhenren!"

When the drunken Taoist heard this, he immediately showed joy and thanked him with satisfaction.

As a casual cultivator, cooperating with the sect, being able to get such a share is enough to make him satisfied.

The number of eleven, this is the number of eleven of the corpse abandonment sect, the number of people he has drunk and died has accumulated for hundreds of years, and all of them add up, which is not as good as this number.

"That's good, that's it. ”

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and then said: "This is a dangerous place, it is not suitable to stay for a long time, it will be kept by Zhang first, and it will not be too late for us to return to the Faxiang Sect and then distribute it." ”

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves, and his sleeves were full of things, whistling by, spirit stones, spirit grass, spirit pills, magic weapons...... Everything is swallowed up by the cuffs that swallow everything like a black hole.

In just a moment, the vast treasury was empty as if it were washed, and the light that reflected everything was no longer visible.

The Drunken Daoist and the Xinglan Fairy had both seen Zhang Fan's feat of a cuff cage and a city, so they were not surprised by this, but after the dazzling treasure was gone, they came to their senses.

The drunken Daoist suddenly moved, and said strangely: "Why is Donghua Zhenren so anxious, what danger is there here?"

They hadn't even seen a single mouse along the way, and as for the masters sent by the Corpse Abandonment Sect to the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestral Court, it was impossible for them to rush back in a short period of time.

Even if they were drunk to death, their speed did not take more than ten days to travel day and night, and they didn't want to rush back from the deepest part of the 100,000 mountains like the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestral Court, where people could not reach them.

"I don't know!"

Zhang Fan shook his head, but unconsciously, a solemnity appeared on his face.

Since the suppression of the corpse abandonment, Zhang has felt a threat, a palpitation, can't say the reason, in short, it's better to leave as soon as possible. ”

Hearing this, the drunken Daoist and the Xinglan Fairy had no objection except for looking at each other. The spiritual consciousness of immortal cultivators is the most unreasonable, and they would rather believe it than believe it.

What Zhang Fan said was not false, before suppressing the corpse abandonment Taoist, the corpse abandonment Taoist was like a high mountain lying in front of him, full of haze, depression and stagnation, so that he had no time to pay attention to other things.

After the collapse of this high mountain, the feeling of palpitations and forests like a ghost became clear, like a cloud that saw that the sun was there, but it was only hidden by the clouds. At this time, the clouds dissipated, and a sense of threat suddenly emerged.

Forcibly suppressing the uncomfortable feeling, Zhang Fan said with a smile:

"By the way, Fairy Xinglan, Zhang has something he wants to ask the fairy for advice, this is not the place to talk about it in detail, when I return to the Faxiang Sect, please ask the fairy to give advice. ”

When he said this, the smile on his face did not change, as if what he was talking about was just an ordinary thing, but the eyes of the Xinglan Fairy lit up all of a sudden.

Zhang Fan had long wanted to ask Fairy Xinglan about the matter of Xingchen Jin, but it was not such a simple matter when it came to Zifu Prefecture, and he had never found a chance to speak.

Now that the Purple Mansion Forbidden Monument is in hand, it is equivalent to having a weight and an entry point, which is also easy to do.

After saying the words that were designed for An Xinglan's fairy heart, Zhang Fan could no longer suppress the palpitations in his heart, turned around and left, and said, "Let's go!"

"Go back to Qinzhou!

......

Wuzhi Mountain, Thunder Cliff scorched earth;

Hongyun Slope, Thousand Mountains and Yunmeng Gorge;

100,000 mountains, lush forests, infinite vitality hidden in desolation.

All of this, under the passing of the three streams, all of them quickly regressed.

One, two, three......

The light roared over the 100,000 mountains, all the way, the undulating mountains gradually came to the end, and the lush forests gradually thinned out, until seven days later, the boundary of Qinzhou was visible in the distance.

"It's almost there. ”

In the long air, in a faint light, Zhang Fan let out a sigh of relief unnoticed, but the expression on his face was still solemn.

It was not only him who had such an expression, but also the drunken Daoist and the Xinglan Fairy.

I don't know if it was influenced by him, as time passed, the two of them gradually felt that something was wrong, and that feeling was like a slender spider web, wrapped in layer after layer on the body, layer by layer.

The three of them, like mosquitoes struggling in a spider's web, gradually weakened.

At this point, the two of them really believed in Zhang Fan's spiritual sense, as he said, the treasure house of the corpse abandonment sect is really a dangerous place, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time.

In fact, it is not only there, but also the current 100,000 mountains, which also gives them a sense of danger, as if there is some terrifying existence, which is approaching, and may swallow them at any time.

Therefore, in the past few days, the three of them can be said to have been non-stop, traveling day and night, and now they have finally arrived at the border of Qinzhou, or in a few days, they can return to the Faxiang Sect.

At this time, the drunken Taoist Fang breathed a sigh of relief, turned back with a smile, and was about to say something to Zhang Fan, when his expression suddenly changed greatly.

He is not the only one who has such a reaction, but also Zhang Fan and Fairy Xinglan.

The whole heaven and earth suddenly fell silent, as if the lead clouds were dense, and under the black pressure cover, the air was stagnant, and the wind was retreating, like a shocking rainstorm, about to pour down.

"It's coming!"

"If you are a strong enemy!"

Zhang Fan's face sank like water, looking back at the way he came.

At this time, the enemy had not yet appeared, and his divine sense had not detected any traces, but the entire heaven and earth, full of spiritual energy, was already under the influence of the other party, as if flowing water in the river, it could only rush along the established route, and it was not allowed to cross the thunder pool.

"Master, master!"

Based on this scene alone, it is not difficult for Zhang Fan and the others to know that the strength of the person who came is definitely higher than that of the corpse abandonment sect master, and this terrifying oppressive force, even in Qinzhou, where immortal cultivation is at its peak, few people can reach it.

Looking back at the way we came, the smoke clouds rose from the dense forest.

A ball of white light rose, and the sky was full of clouds, and a momentum that was extremely powerful roared.

Passing through, countless big trees flew up into the sky, shattered into powder and fell, unstoppable, as if the sky was falling apart, and suddenly, several miles away.

"Let's go!"

"To the northeast!"

The hurried voice of the bitter Taoist suddenly sounded.

(To be continued)