"I see, I see!"

Zhang Fan stood up, his heart stirred, walking back and forth in the quiet room, his thoughts turning sharply.

The person who named Jianer was a "little girl" according to what he said, but this is from Jian'er's point of view, the word "small" is debatable, but in any case, this at least points out a direction.

What kind of character is Jian Er, even if he has not obtained the inheritance of sword cultivation, he is also an existence standing at the peak of the Jiedan, coupled with his invisible appearance, he can have such a cordial relationship with him, and can name him, how to look at it, it should not be an ordinary woman.

Again, Jian Yan is so persistent in wanting to obtain the inheritance of sword cultivation and gain strength, maybe it should also be related to that "little girl".

As long as you return to the Hanhai City area and check the well-known female monks nearby, you may be able to get clues, besides, Zhang Fan's heart already has a goal, maybe the matter of fishing in a big net can be saved.

"Old Ku, it looks like we're going back underground. ”

With a solution, Zhang Fan's heart was open for a while, finding and subduing the sword was not a simple matter, but so what, as long as there was a clear goal, the rest would not be in his eyes.

After wandering in the overseas immortal cultivation world over the years, I have somewhat forgotten the words of the underground, I thought that it was rare to have a chance to go back to the underground again, but this time, it is not possible to go back, after all, this special thing like a sword baby is really unusual.

"As long as this trip goes smoothly and you have trained the second primordial infant, you will immediately have the combat power and power of the primordial infancy. ”

Thinking of this, even with Zhang Fan's city government, he couldn't help but feel agitated in his heart.

Seeing that the hundred-year period is approaching, the day of returning to Qinzhou is in front of him, if the time of a hundred years comes, he can return to his homeland with the power of the Yuanying level, and officially gallop on this once-in-a-millennium stage, it will not be in vain for his hundred years of penance and many hardships.

After wandering in the quiet room for a while, after thinking about some details clearly, Zhang Fan suddenly waved his sleeves, and suddenly a strong wind broke in the quiet room, and the door was instantly opened.

"Come in!"

Looking out of the door, Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Xiaolong, why don't you go to learn from your ancestors, what are you doing here?"

Standing outside the door was his second disciple, Xiaolong.

Zhang Fan, an unscrupulous master, was already playing this lazy abacus, but after finding his grandfather, he was even more right, and directly threw Xiaolong to his grandfather for discipline, and made up his mind to teach him personally after he succeeded in building the foundation.

"Master......"

Xiaolong walked in hesitantly, his head bowed, and he was a little shy.

"This kid!"

Zhang Fan shook his head and couldn't help but wonder.

This disciple's qualifications and hard-working are almost carved out of the same mold as him, and he is pure filial piety and benevolence, and he is the best disciple candidate, but his heart and surname are simply different from him, and there is no resemblance at all.

"When the old ancestor rested, the disciple came to the master to see what he could do. ”

Xiaolong lowered his head, looking afraid of Zhang Fan's blame, and said in a snort.

In addition to studying, he can still think of listening to the master's instructions, and this little dragon can be regarded as living up to Zhang Fan's "pure filial piety" comment.

Zhang Fan smiled, took two steps forward, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Xiaolong, you go for a trip, call your Uncle Xiang back, and let him come to the ancestor's room." ”

"Yes, Master. ”

Hearing this, Xiaolong raised his head in surprise, as if he was very happy to be able to help, saluted, and ran out with a cigarette.

"This kid is good, boy, you look at the apprentice's vision better than the old man. ”

As soon as a smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face, he heard the bitter Taoist say.

Listening to his tone, it seemed that there was something else that he couldn't bear to say, Zhang Fan's mouth moved, but he didn't ask, after all, it was a matter of the past, and now it is said that the disciples of the bitter Daoists have either risen or have fallen, and asking more about these things is just adding trouble.

"Let's go! ”

Zhang Fan sighed, swallowed the words that came to his mouth again, stepped out, and walked straight to his grandfather's room.

...... In the three days since, a lot of changes have taken place on the Great Desert Island.

The Banxian Hall, which had been open for decades, suddenly closed without warning, the shops were transferred, and the original director and others were nowhere to be found.

Although this semi-idle hall is just a low-key small shop, it is not eye-catching, but after all, it has been decades, and many people are used to buying and selling here.

But after all, this is a small matter, and it is an ordinary thing that happens countless times every day in the immortal cultivation world, but after three or two days, it will gradually be forgotten.

What everyone didn't know was that within three days after the closure of the Semi-idle Hall, the small manor under the Gao Shan Cave Mansion of the King of Shu Tun Heaven was also quietly changing.

Surrounded by faint clouds, one emerges, the second becomes thicker, and the third rises, there are stars looming in Zhou Tian, and the golden crow is flying, and the melodious bell echoes, with a different kind of hustle and bustle in the quiet.

This kind of change lasted for three days, and it was not until three days later that everything settled, and at this time, the small manor seemed to have no change from before, and there was no difference from all the ordinary hidden manors in the world.

A large array was quietly arranged.

Zhang Fan is not proficient in the way of formation, but what he needs to arrange is just an ordinary formation, which can withstand for a while and a half, which is enough.

At that time, it was enough for Shu Tuntian in the cave to come to the rescue, even if he couldn't come, Zhang Fan had already left behind.

In these three days, there are not too many outsiders to disturb, first, it is secretive enough, and secondly, after all, this is the territory of Shu Swallow Heaven, no matter who wants to peep, they must consider the premier transformation demon, if they accidentally provoke him, then they really can't eat and walk around.

That is, Shu Tuntian sent a little demon cultivator, that is, the clever spirit of Dang came to investigate, Zhang Fan didn't say anything, just gave him a sound transmission jade talisman, and sent him back.

Zhang Fan's status in Shu Tuntian is clever in his eyes, this is a character who can be on an equal footing with the shape-shifting demon, and the clever spirit naturally can't say anything, and obediently takes the sound transmission jade talisman back to restore his life.

...... "That's it?"

On the high mountain cave house, the desk in front of Shu Tuantian was full of things like the ox leg bones that had been gnawed off most of them, piled up to the height of a person, and the greasy palm was playing with the sound transmission jade talisman.

"That's all there is to it, the senior didn't say anything. ”

Otherwise, if there is a wrong name and no wrong nickname, the ghost really deserves the name of "smart", and he has not inquired about anything from beginning to end, and he has not even asked about Zhang Fan's name, so he simply came back to restore his life.

Although there is no merit in doing this, it will definitely not offend people, and it is the most correct.

He peeked cautiously, but saw Shu Tongtian smile, threw the gnawed leg bone, and said, "Go down!"

Where did the clever dare to slack off, as for what was in the sound transmission jade talisman, he didn't want to know at all, he saluted, and ran fast.

Continuing to play with the jade talisman for a while, Shu Tuntian's face showed a knowing smile, and he said to himself, "Five years, retreat?"

"It seems that Brother Zhang understands what the problem is. ”

What kind of characters are Shu Tuantian and the others, they are all sharp-eyed, and what is the approximate extent of Zhang Fan's strength, they naturally have a rough understanding.

Needless to say, the maximum power that erupted in an instant was indeed not below a few of them, which was only seen in the battle of besieging the Blood Dragon, but in the Star Heaven Realm, it was not so simple, and there were countless sudden dangers, if there was no solid strength, with a single move with huge power, I am afraid that it would not be able to go to the end.

"I really don't know how much Brother Zhang will grow after five years of cultivation?"

"Yuan Ying?"

Shu Tuntian shook his head dumbly, unable to figure it out.

If he changes to someone else, saying that there can be a earth-shaking change in the five years of retreat, Shu Tuntian can spit on him, and then throw it to the golden-backed Dapeng and swallow his stomach.

But Zhang Fan is different, it is a miracle in itself to be able to use the Jie Dan cultivation to have today's supernatural powers, and it is not surprising that he can have any surprising performances.

"I don't know what he can do in five years, but I'll be old in five years......

Shu Tutian smiled self-deprecatingly, at their level, not to mention five years, even fifty years, there is no big difference, at best, it is just to eat more and make the stomach more round.

"That's it!"

Shu Tuntian waved his arm, and the bones buried in the entire desk were swept to the ground, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Come on!"

"Roast the one-horned yak for King Ben. ”

...... In the small manor, in the old man's room, the golden light was shining all over the place, and people couldn't open their eyes.

After a while, when the golden light dissipated, the three people in the room slowly opened their eyes, it was the old man, Xiang Ming, and Xiaolong.

In front of them, a golden mystical pattern spread throughout the room slowly sank into the floor of the room, and there was no trace of it.

- Qiankun Gold Plate!

Seeing this scene, Xiang Ming sighed in admiration and said, "Old man, what a treasure, there is this thing, even if there is any danger, we don't have to be afraid." ”

As he spoke, he didn't forget to glance at the jade slip that was tightly pinched in his hand by the old man, what was recorded in it was the secret method that drove the Qiankun gold plate, as long as this method was cast, it could disappear in an instant like Zhang Fan a moment ago.

"yes, yes!"

The old man muttered, holding his hand tighter.

Seeing that the old man seemed to be in a trance, Xiang Ming couldn't help but be gloomy, and his interest in the Qiankun Golden Plate also dropped, and he couldn't say words of comfort for a while.

It was Xiaolong who stepped forward and wrapped his arms around the old man, and said, "Old ancestor, the master will be back soon, the master is so powerful, he must be fine." ”

"yes, it's okay, it's okay......"

...... At this time, in the underground world, in front of Jianping Peak, there was a golden light, and a figure strolled out.

(To be continued)