In the quiet room of the cave, light and heat are all over the place, like a small sun, falling into the cave.

Occupying most of the space of the ashram was a ball of fire like the sun, which kept licking out like a fire, and was forced back by an invisible force to concentrate in the center of the fire.

There, the fire crow has been dancing, the movements are graceful and stretched, every wing, every claw, there is a bearing, like the supreme demon bird, is showing its posture, combing the feathers, and the behavior is very different from the past.

From time to time, a black cry came out, some of which were ecstatic, some were painful, and there were even continuous explosions, coming out of its body, as if the blood was boiling.

With the passage of time, the originally pure fiery red flame gradually turned into a brilliant gold!

It was the Mo Ling who took Fusang leaves, and under the traction of Zhang Fan's Dharma protector and Dharma Phase, he slowly entered the state.

Seeing that everything was on the right track, Zhang Fan, who was sitting cross-legged in the corner of the quiet room, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After that, everything depends on Mo Ling's own efforts, and to what extent it can reach depends on how much Golden Crow bloodline it can attract under the stimulation of Fusang Ye this time.

This is no longer something that external forces can interfere with.

Zhang Fan exhaled a long breath, flipped over his hand, and several things were arranged in front of him.

The branches of the Fuso tree, which resemble a coral tree, the triple heaven that has regained its brilliance and is extremely unstable, as if it could burst out at any time, the emerald green Shutong Medicine Garden, and an elixir bag containing the Bodhi seed seeds that were obtained from the hands of the Zhilan Heavenly Maiden...... Looking at these things, Zhang Fan's eyes gradually lit up.

............ At the foot of the small barren mountain, on a small dirt slope, one is tall and strong, and the other is thin and obscene, it is Chihuo and Li Fugui.

Every time, going to this place with the widest field of vision and looking up at the situation of the small barren mountain has become something that the two of them have to do for this period of time.

Now, nine months have passed since the two of them were thrown off the small barren mountain by Zhang Fan!

At the beginning, with Zhang Fan's return, the strange atmosphere of the entire small barren mountain seemed to disappear out of thin air, which made their hearts settle down, but what happened next made them finally let go of their hearts, and they raised their throats again.

First, there was an inexplicable tremor, although it could not be seen from the air, but they stepped on the ground and felt it very clearly, as if the earthquake had come and the mountains had collapsed, so frightened that the villagers almost scattered and fled.

Fortunately, Zhang Fan had already given orders, and Chihuo and Li Fugui did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly appeased and forced them to stay, repeatedly promising that nothing would happen.

Sure enough, it was okay, the tremor lasted only a short while, and then it stopped, and everything was silent again.

This silence lasted until three months later.

One day three months later, a black cry suddenly resounded through the small barren mountain area, the sound soared into the sky, and even stirred up ripples in the Yuan magnetic clouds, and then a huge golden-red figure flew out of the thick clouds of the formation on the small barren mountain, dancing among the clouds, and the meaning of joy and encouragement was undoubtedly revealed.

That huge figure, surrounded by golden-red flames, like a huge ball of fire, with the eyes of Chihuo and Li Fugui, it could only be vaguely seen as if it was a huge bird, dancing in the flames like a wheel, but it was indistinguishable.

The revelry of this firebird lasted for seven days, as if it never knew tiredness, competing with the pillar of fire of the god of heaven, and during these seven days, it became another source of light in this area, like the rising sun, swaying with light and heat to its heart's content.

Seven days later, the firebird carried infinite light and heat, as if it was finally tired, and fell back into the small barren mountain, covered with thick clouds, and was never to be seen again.

Chihuo and Li Fugui originally thought that the matter was over, Zhang Fan should come out, but they never thought about it, but there was still no movement, as if none of this had happened, and the entire small barren mountain was calm.

At this time, the two of them remembered what Zhang Fan said when he threw them out.

"Retreat!"

He's not going to retreat, is he?

Thinking of this, whether it was Chihuo or Li Fugui, they were both uneasy and bitter.

It is not surprising that an immortal cultivator of Zhang Fan's level has been in retreat for one or two decades, but for the two of them, it is real bad news.

Li Fugui is a little better, after all, it can be regarded as a foundation building period of cultivation, and it is not a big problem to live for a few more decades, but Chihuo is different.

No matter how strong he is, he is just a mortal, over the years, his body has become more and more declining, if he really comes out in another twenty years, I really don't know if he will be able to see that day.

Therefore, regardless of the disagreement between the two, Chihuo pulled Li Fugui every day, went to this small dirt slope, looked up at the barren cave mansion, and hoped that one day, Zhang Fan could be seen again.

This has been repeated again and again, and it has been nine months.

Looking at the red fire that was squatting on the side, silent like a rock, Li Fugui sighed and said, "Stone head, what do you have to ask the boss? You tell my brother, can I help you?"

"Anyway, brother, I am also a foundation building monk!"

Li Fugui patted his chest and said loudly, only when he mentioned the words "Foundation Building Monk", his voice lowered slightly.

He still has this self-knowledge, with his level at the bottom of the foundation building monks, any foundation building level can abuse him, and he is still a little lacking in confidence when he mentions these four words.

Hearing this, Chihuo moved his body, glanced at him, and said, "I want my son to become a disciple of the Great Sect, raise your eyebrows, can you?"

"Uh......"

Li Fugui swallowed his saliva and shook his head honestly.

Not to mention letting others become disciples of the great sect, he himself doesn't have this blessing, even if he wants to brag, Chihuo has to believe it!

Still in Chihuo, he didn't have any hope for him at all, he just muttered to himself: "I've worked hard all my life, but I can't become an immortal cultivator, my son must be able to, I must make him a master like the Lord!"

Speaking of this, his spirit suddenly lifted, and the centipede scar on his face also became bright red, as if his whole body was full of vitality again, and the old state that gradually climbed up his body was difficult to see.

"Alas!"

Li Fugui sighed, and was about to say something, when he suddenly paused.

"Red Fire, look! It's ......"

Where does Chihuo need him to remind, before Li Fugui finished speaking, he saw him jump up from the ground with a "rub", his face full of ecstasy, looking up at the boiling and tumbling clouds on the small barren mountain.

In an instant, the thick clouds dispersed, and a staircase appeared in the clouds, and a large bird covered in golden red flames flew out of it with a chirp, its wings flapping, and it suddenly approached.

As soon as the distance was close, with the eyesight of the two of them, they could finally see clearly.

This firebird, from the sound of the sound, seems to be a crow, but judging from its soaring posture, it has nothing to do with the crow, it is a proud goshawk, and it also lacks a bearing - the bearing of hitting the sky.

Not to mention the blazing flames that burned all over the body and distorted the air around them.

Under the cover of the blazing flames all over their bodies, they could vaguely see that the feathers of the firebird were constantly glowing with dark gold in the pure black, as if they were essentially made of pure gold, but with a layer of black paint on them.

And all of this, whether it was the vigorous and graceful posture, the flames burning all over the body, or the feathers that seemed black and golden, lost all their brilliance in front of the three long tail feathers.

Everyone, as soon as they see this firebird, their eyes will inevitably be sucked away by its three tail feathers, and the two of them are no exception.

What kind of feathers is that?!

First of all, it is long, not less than the long body of the firebird, swaying in the air, constantly flashing hazy and gorgeous brilliance, quite a noisy taste, trance makes people feel that these three tail feathers are the body of the firebird.

Then there is the beautiful, dazzling gold, which is really made of pure gold, and there is not a little bit of brilliance, not to mention the pure gold, which is as brilliant as iridescent when it flashes away.

Finally, he looked away from this extraordinary firebird, and his gaze moved up, and a figure standing with his hands in his hands jumped into the eyes of Chihuo and Li Fugui.

- Zhang Fan!

"You guys, yes!"

A clear voice came, and the faces of Chihuo and Li Fugui were full of smiles at the same time.

...... A month later, a young man who looked like a red fire stepped into the mountain gate of the Five Thunder Sect.

This young man, who was strong and muscular, not like an immortal cultivator but more like a martial artist, became the focus of many people's attention as soon as he entered the mountain gate.

His background is particularly controversial.

It is said that this person is a strong man in the Dan period and the cold moon of the Xuanyin Sect went out together, and found an elder of the Five Thunder Sect before they were able to enter the mountain gate.

His identity, among the ordinary disciples of the Five Thunder Sect, suddenly became mysterious.

...... At the same time, a small family of cultivators was established, and the head of the family was said to be surnamed Li.

On the same day that the family was founded, the head of the family surnamed Li married eighteen daughters-in-law in one go, looking like he was going to vigorously spread the branches and leaves, so that he could inherit the life.

This is not surprising, at least it can't attract the attention of immortal cultivators, the strange thing is that on the day when the head of the family was established, the Xuanyin Sect, the Hehuan Sect, the Yan family and other immortal cultivation families sent people to congratulate one after another, and Xu Fan of the Hehuan Sect and the old man Yan of the Yan family were even present in person, which can be said to have given enough face.

Although the head of this family is obscene, he is still only cultivating during the foundation building period, but he is rumored to be in the mountain city, he doesn't know what luck he has taken, he is covered by the Xuanyin Sect and the Hehuan Sect, and an unknown Jiedan Sect, there is no major change, it can be said that he is as stable as Mount Tai.

For a time, it became a new favorite sought after by a group of scattered cultivators, and every day, the people who came to seek refuge did not know how many, and there was a faint sense of prosperity.

...... At this time, a long rainbow was crossing the sky, and all the hustle and bustle in the broken mountain city gradually disappeared.

(To be continued)