Chapter 469: Xianyun Pavilion
The sea before dawn is like a dream, looking at it as far as the eye can see, gray and chaotic, the sky is connected with the sea, hazy and hazy, it is the undercurrent of seawater, and do not add a piece of hideousness.
In the oppressive silence, the sea breeze was gentle, rolling up the waves and crashing on the reef, roaring, as if calling for something.
The clouds in the sky, if the belly of the fish turns white, a soft and bright line under it divides the water and the sky.
The sea said, the boundless sea bathed in the sun, this process, suddenly, just concentrating on the calm of the reef in the waves, just saw a little golden sparkling waves in the reef retreat, suddenly woke up, looked up, a round of red, like a naughty child, I don't know when, has jumped out of the water.
As far as the eye can see, bathed in the nascent sunshine, above the sea, the immeasurable waters, are dyed with a layer of brilliance, the hideousness of the dark and angry sea, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
"Boom~"
In the morning light on this sea, the roaring sound of the angry sea and the wild waves suddenly came from the sky.
Looking at the source of the sound, you can just see that a round of red in the sky is constantly amplifying and approaching, as if the eternal sun has been shot down by someone with a bow, just as it falls from the sky and rushes straight forward.
That kind of momentum can not be expressed in words, but we know that the sea flies for the red and the waves of the sea, the light shines on the earth, the haze is broken away, and when the roar comes, the sea beasts also dive for it...... Near, near, the heavens and the sea, the two suns are separated, far away from each other, as if competing for the power to shine on the earth.
As the head of the sea gradually rose, the red light in the sky became more and more dazzling, and when he looked at it for a moment, his eyes flowed with tears, but the big cry on the sea slowly dimmed, and kept shrinking, and the faint sound of black cries appeared, as if trying to converge.
"Boom~"
The wheel contracted to the extreme, and the silhouette of the figure loomed in it, and suddenly, there was a roar, but it was the sound of the waves fighting under the pressure of the wind.
At the same time, a golden rainbow, in the blink of an eye, crossed a distance of several miles and landed on an inconspicuous island.
- Yishi Island!
The golden light flashed, revealing Zhang Fan's figure.
But for a moment, the underground and the ground, the haze and light shine, like two worlds.
The more he used it, the more Zhang Fan felt that this Qiankun gold plate was infinitely mysterious, and it was by no means simple, and it appeared next to the bronze vessel that recorded the Qiankun in his sleeve, and it must have its intention, but for a while, it was not clear.
Falling into the sea near Yishi Island, Zhang Fan put away the light and crown, stepped slowly, and appeared on the island with a flicker.
After the battle with the toothless old monster in the sea back then, his appearance has been known to many people, but Zhang Fan did not have the intention of restraining his breath or changing his appearance, but slowly and leisurely, slowly moving forward, and gradually followed the flow of people into the streets of the island.
Today, unlike in the past, the role of the semi-idle hall is no longer irreplaceable for him, and he does not need to tremble as he did back then.
At that time, he was just a foundation building monk, and the semi-idle hall was an important source of resources for him to get married, so in order to avoid prying eyes, he had to hide behind the scenes, pretending to be mysterious.
Now it's different, not to mention that he is already a mid-stage cultivator, he is an ordinary late-stage cultivator, and he is not his opponent, the main thing is that the further effect of the Banxian Hall on him is already minimal.
In the later stage of the Dan, and even the Great Perfection, for Zhang Fan, it is just a matter of course, but the water grinding work, if you want to break the Dan into a baby, the things you need are all cherished and rare, and they are not what the spirit stone can buy.
The current Banxian Hall, for him, the biggest role is just a sign, on behalf of him Zhang Fan, he also has a foothold in this overseas immortal cultivation world, hoping that those who he wants to find can learn about him from this, and that's it.
In this case, he was not afraid of being known, and he even wished that everyone could spread his appearance and the name of the Banxian Hall far away, as well as all the remote places in the overseas immortal cultivation world.
Grandfather Zhang Yuantu and mentor Han Hao, two extremely important figures to him, the top ten, are all in the overseas immortal cultivation world, but there is no way to find them in the vast waters.
Zhang Fan took his hand behind, strolled forward, looked around, and suddenly felt the vicissitudes of life, less than ten years, this Yishi Island, has been different from that year.
It seems to have recovered from the blow of the blockade of Qinzhou, and now Yishi Island is gradually showing a state of prosperity.
"The strength of the island should be a lot stronger. ”
Seeing this, Zhang Fan nodded secretly, knowing that there are many masters on Yishi Island now, and it will definitely be better than back then.
At the beginning, it was deserted, the business was not large, and those big shops that were arranged everywhere were either too lazy to make this small amount of money, and they had never even opened branches, or they used it as a place to be idle, and they did not pay attention to it at all, and naturally there were no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey was called the king, and an ordinary monk was enough to deter for a while.
Now, the re-prosperous Yishi Island, naturally will not be ignored by those big shops as keen as the shark that smells blood, along the way, Zhang Fan has seen a lot of newly opened shops, and occasionally can feel the breath of a Jiedan monk, roughly counting, no less than ten people, almost every large shop, there is a Jiedan monk in charge, this kind of weather, and ten years ago, it is simply the difference between heaven and earth.
But this is not without warning.
At the beginning, Xu Leshan, a monk from the Outer Sea Wuliang Mountain, came to visit on behalf of the large foreign merchant Xianyun Pavilion, not only sending the relationship between the toothless old monster and the outer sea demon cultivation organization, but also sending the sincerity of cooperation.
It can be seen that back then, these big commercial houses began to exert their efforts and sent masters here, but Zhang Fan's mind was a little out of the half-idle hall, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
"It's fun to do that!"
Zhang Fan smiled slightly, not caring.
Just now, he could sense the aura of those Jiedan monks who were pressing in the big trading houses, but they didn't know it, and the difference in strength between the two sides was fully revealed.
Not to mention that most of them are early stage cultivators, even if they are above the middle stage, if Zhang Fan is willing, in a short time, it will not be a problem at all to wash Yishi Island in blood.
The absolute difference in strength naturally made him very good, and he didn't care about it at all.
After feeling the prosperous atmosphere on Yishi Island for a while, Zhang Fan was about to return directly to the semi-idle hall when suddenly a voice came into his ears.
"Brother Xu, about the matter of the Banxian Hall......
"Half-idle?"
Zhang Fan's expression moved, and he looked back.
It was in a richly decorated trading house, and the two middle-aged monks in front of the door seemed to be saying goodbye, and the words they heard by chance were from the mouths of one of the middle-aged men in gorgeous clothes who was about to leave.
As soon as the middle-aged man in Huayi spoke, the person opposite frowned, waved his hand, and an invisible barrier invisible to the naked eye enveloped the two of them.
However, how could Zhang Fan be comparable to an ordinary monk of the Jiedan? That is, a monk in the later stage of the Jiedan, if he did not specialize in the exercises of exercising his divine sense, when it came to divine consciousness, he would not be as good as him, and naturally every word and sentence would be clear to the ear.
"Chen Xiong, there is no need to mention this matter again, how can you Feiyu Pavilion Xu not take care of it, I still mean that, Banxian Hall is a shop on my Yishi Island, how can outsiders be strong?"
It was obvious that the person in charge of this business house was different from the middle-aged man in Hua Yi on the other side, he was dressed in a coarse cloth green coat, not like the head of a business house, but more like an ascetic who was dedicated to ascetic cultivation and did not stay in external objects.
When the middle-aged monk in Tsing Yi said that, he was no longer very polite, and called him by his name, not like talking to his peers, but rather a bit of a broken friendship.
Huayi's middle-aged brows furrowed, but he didn't brush his sleeves away, but instead smiled and said: "Brother Xu, the owner of the half-idle hall is not from our Yishi Island, and it hasn't appeared for many years, who knows if it fell somewhere, holding a tiger skin?"
"Now that someone is looking for their trouble, and the owner is not in sight, why should we force ourselves to hold grudges with others?"
"Do you think that's the reason?"
The middle-aged Huayi said faster and faster, and he also looked a little more and more arrogant, but the monk in Tsing Yi did not enter the oil and salt, and after listening to his words patiently, he flicked his sleeves and said: "Brother Chen, the shopkeeper and the guys of Yishi Island are all from the island, how can they say that they are outsiders? Even if this is not the case, as long as the shop is on Yishi Island, it is the people of our island, how can there be a reason to stand idly by?"
"Walk slowly, don't send it!"
After finishing speaking, this Tsing Yi monk surnamed Xu didn't even leave a chance to talk to the middle-aged man in Huayi, and directly sent off the guest with a cold face.
"You ......"
Huayi's middle-aged man was choked by his rude attitude, and took a breath before saying, "Hmph, we'll see!"
Then he turned around and went away with hatred!
"The frog at the bottom of the well!"
Seeing his back disappear into the crowd, the monk in Tsing Yi sneered on his face, did not take the other party's threat in his eyes at all, threw down a sentence, and turned back to the shop.
Seeing this scene by chance, a smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face, and when he looked up, a plaque came into view.
"Xianyun Pavilion!"
As soon as he saw the monk in Tsing Yi, he felt a little familiar, and then he heard his surname Xu, and he had an association in his heart, and now the word "Xianyun Pavilion" is in his eyes, it is definitely not a coincidence.
"This person doesn't know what it has to do with Xu Leshan?"
Let's not talk about this person's attitude towards Banxiantang, whether it is really just the reason he said, just the last sentence "the frog at the bottom of the well" is very mysterious.
Eighty percent, it was what Xu Leshan said to this person that made him make such a choice.
Zhang Fan smiled, didn't think about it anymore, turned around and walked in the direction of Banxian Hall.
No matter what idea he has, he can support the semi-idle hall and not hesitate to offend his peers, even if it is not a big favor, if he has the opportunity in the future, he can sell him a face.
A moment later, in front of the half-idle hall, the figure of the thin monkey Fafu, full of surprise, came into view.
(To be continued)