On a bright moonlit night, everything is silent, and there are few voices in the huge market.

A large shop facing the street, above the second floor, fluorite light through the open windows, sprinkled onto the street, and the moonlight set off, dyeing everything around it with a layer of misty brilliance.

Inside, Zhang Fan and Fuchang sat opposite each other, chatting with tea.

After coming back from outside for a while, Zhang Fan did not go to the bazaar to meet the Linglong Fairy, but still came to Fuchang to rest.

After all, after ten days, there are still important things to do, and he never believed that a few strangers joining forces to explore the Gu Immortal Cave Mansion could finally be completed harmoniously and successfully, and a battle was inevitable no matter what.

Although I don't worry about it, I don't even care much about it, but I still need to recuperate. If you report in the bazaar now, then intrigue and trivial matters are inevitable, so it is better to hide here and clean up, at most let Fuchang help report it.

Both of them are monks of the Faxiang Sect, and the relationship between the three sects is also well known, and Fu Chang was involved before and after the incident, so Zhang Fan did not hide much from him, and recounted the general story of the matter.

"So, you really killed the Worm Dao people?"

After listening to him, Fu Chang groaned for a moment and asked.

"That's right. Zhang Fan nodded, said calmly, and then added: "The soul is destroyed, and there will be no trouble!"

"Good!" Fu Chang slapped his thigh and said happily, "Good kill, this bastard should have died a long time ago, and it would be a scourge to keep it." ”

"What, Senior Brother Fu has an enmity with him?"

Seeing him react like this, Zhang Fan looked at him playfully and asked with a smile.

"There is no injustice and no hatred. Fu Chang shook his head and said: "It's just that I can't get used to it, this person's surname is tyrannical and murderous, and my brother has personally seen him slaughter hundreds of mortal villages and kill tens of thousands of lives without blinking an eye in order to refine the law." ”

"It's terrible!" he sighed, a look of displeasure in his eyes.

Zhang Fan also put away his banter and was silent.

What the insect Dao people did was indeed too much. Although immortal cultivators don't look at mortals in their eyes and treat them like pigs and dogs, they rarely see insects who kill like them.

After all, mortals are the true foundation of the immortal cultivation world, although there are no explicit regulations, and there are few special institutions responsible for this matter, but within the sphere of influence, whether it is the sect or the immortal cultivation family, it will prevent this from happening, whether they have the mind of raising pigs and sheep in captivity or really have good intentions, in short, under their protection, mortals are not afraid of demon beasts, and they are not slaughtered by monks, and they can live a good life.

If it weren't for this, the Immortal Cultivation Realm would not still exist and become more prosperous today when the aura was gradually dissipating.

The insect Dao man acted like this, which can be said to be a big taboo, but without asking carefully, Zhang Fan knew that he was definitely not doing it in Qinzhou, otherwise he would not have waited for him to take his surname, and he might have died under the punishment of his own sect.

"Overseas Immortal Cultivation Realm?"

After a short silence, Zhang Fan suddenly asked thoughtlessly.

Fu Chang nodded when he heard this, and said: "Yes, it is on Rover Island, and now the Insect Dao people dare not set foot on that island for half a step, if it were not for the relationship of the Imperial Spirit Sect, I am afraid that they would have been dismantled by the monks on the island." ”

In the overseas immortal cultivation world, there are still a large number of mortals on the islands that have been divided into territories by overseas casual cultivators. The spiritual vein and the mortal foundation have always been the criteria for evaluating whether an island is good or not, the former is more important, and the latter cannot be ignored.

The insect Dao people acted so perversely, which was equivalent to invisibly killing a lot of reserve resources, and reducing the value of the entire island a lot, no wonder the monks there were going crazy.

Speaking of which, Zhang Fan still regrets the death of the insect Dao man a little, and when he fights, he never tolerates mercy, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't have the intention of cherishing his talents.

Insect Dao people are ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to themselves, such a surname is actually a good material for cultivating immortals.

It's a pity that he didn't seem to understand that it was not enough to be ruthless, and his mind was affected by the pain of practicing the Ten Thousand Souls Devouring Technique, and he became a thirst for killing, and did too many senseless killings, otherwise his prospects would never have stopped there, let alone fall.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Fan will die without any scruples, judging from the history of the insect Dao people, when the Imperial Spirit Sect finds out about his death, most of them will only think that he has kicked the iron plate, after all, it is not a glorious thing, and he will not study it deeply, which is equivalent to a lot of trouble.

The topic of the insect Dao man has ended here, he is already a dead man, whether he hates it or regrets it, there is no need to mention it again.

The two chatted and chatted, and then turned to the trip to Gudong Mansion ten days later.

Exploring the ancient cave mansion and ancient ruins, has always been the most favorite thing for immortal cultivators, the great destruction of antiquity has made too many things lost, and now the immortal cultivation world has been rebuilt in the ruins, but the path taken is very different from the ancient times and in the same vein, under the touch of the bypass, the benefits are self-evident.

But Zhang Fan's trip is different, not a fellow or a friend, but a few people who don't know the details, even the forerunner and the leader agreed in a semi-forced situation, if the risk is not big, even a fool does not believe it.

Facing Fuchang's slightly worried inquiry, Zhang Fan smiled slightly, waved his hand and said: "It's okay, if Cao Tao'an keeps to himself, if he has evil intentions, my junior brother and I are not muddy, and it is not known who will kill the deer at that time." ”

Zhang Fan's confidence is not for no reason, just with Cao Tao's status as a scattered cultivator for generations, and the embarrassment of relying on the sale of treasures in exchange for spirit stones to prepare, I know that he definitely does not have too strong companions, even if there are several other people with extraordinary strength, most of them are similar to the situation of the two of them, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as having a ghost fetus.

In such a situation, what is Zhang Fan afraid of, even if it is a late-stage monk in person, he can escape if he is defeated, so naturally he doesn't have to worry too much.

"Then you should be more careful, don't force everything, it's better to be angry and make money!"

Seeing that he was so confident, Fu Chang didn't want to say much, so he had to say so.

Zhang Fan smiled, received his kindness, and at the same time understood why Fuchang was not very old, and his cultivation was not slightly weaker than his brother Fuwen, but he would be willing to be marginalized and trapped in the way of business.

- He is not fit for a fight between monks.

What immortal cultivators do, think and ask for, is a matter of great contention, fighting with heaven and earth, fighting with demon beasts, and fighting with human beings...... does not have a heart of "great struggle", but just holds the idea of making money with harmony, either sooner or later it will be taken advantage of by others or sunk under people, and there is no hope of immortality.

This is the difference in heart surname and concept, which cannot be moved by words, Zhang Fan didn't say much, changed the topic and chatted about other things.

...... Ten days have passed, and they are fleeting.

The border of Qinzhou, bordering the sea, expands 10,000 miles, and the vast waters flood the world.

"Heaven and earth have an end, the wind has faith, and the sea is immeasurable. ”

Three figures, in the immeasurable sea, are so small.

They stood on a slightly outcropping reef, and although there were waves and the wind was raging, they were as immovable as the reef beneath their feet.

The three of them have different images, and they are standing on their feet, and although the atmosphere between them is not tense, it is not very harmonious.

After standing still like this for a long time, one person finally couldn't stand the silence and said: "Hey, Huo boy, you are not in Xuanxi Cat, what are you doing in Qinzhou, you are not afraid of accidentally being slaughtered?"

"Haha, in that case, the old goddess will be distressed to death!"

The person who spoke was a burly man, dressed in a fiery red robe, and his voice was fierce in the sea breeze, showing a flying and domineering attitude, looking like a flame burning on the surface of the sea.

However, what this person said was very different from his image, and the harsh words pierced people's shortcomings, and there was no trace of heroism.

What he called Huo Xiaozi was a young monk with a delicate and delicate appearance, I don't know if it was related to long-term contact with ice and snow, his skin was as white as snow, and there was a cold air between his eyebrows.

Hearing the burly man's ridicule, the monk surnamed Huo didn't react violently, just glanced at him indifferently, then turned around and continued to look at the vast sea speechlessly.

As if stimulated by the coldness in his eyes, the burly man was clever, and seeing his ignorance, he couldn't help but be angry from his heart, and shouted: "Sissy, did you hear Lao Tzu speak?"

"It's noisy, it's noisy!"

Before the monk surnamed Huo could speak, an immature female voice suddenly sounded on the side.

"If you shout again, the doll will chop you into 180 pieces and feed them to the fish! Hey, did you hear me?"

Speaking is a little girl covered in emerald green, no matter how you look at it, she is no more than eleven or twelve years old, and her voice is even more delicate and cute, even if she is saying the cruel words of chopping into pieces to feed the fish, it sounds as if she has scratched the itch in her heart, and she can't hate it.

"Doll, you can say as much as you want, how dare you offend your old man?"

The burly man was surprisingly lifeless, as if he had the intention of giving in, and strangely, he couldn't help but stab the little girl at the end of the sentence.

After saying that, he regretted it a little, he had nothing to do with this evil star, but he just couldn't control his mouth, because he didn't know how many wronged fights he had fought, and when he was young, it was even more common to be hunted down, and he would have changed it a long time ago.

"That's good!"

The little girl who was called a doll by Hong Yue didn't seem to hear anything abnormal, and said happily, then squatted down, twisted, took off her embroidered shoes, stretched her white feet into the water, and fluttered in the water.

Seeing this, Hong Yue breathed a sigh of relief, he really didn't dare to offend this little ancestor, don't look at her appearance is not very old, in fact, she is a monk of the same period as him, but because she accidentally ate a strange fruit when she was young, her body stopped developing, and even her mind has been stuck at the age of eleven or twelve.

There must be gains, the fruit that no one knows the root of the foot so far, the benefits to the doll are also huge, the journey is smooth, and now it is already the cultivation of the middle stage of the foundation, plus moody, doing things all by a momentary interest, so that people who have been in contact with it have a headache.

Seeing that the doll was no longer looking for trouble with him, Hong Yue was about to continue to make fun of the monk surnamed Huo, but suddenly his heart moved, and he immediately turned around and looked into the distance where the sea and the sky met.

(To be continued)