The sound of the flute is melodious, turning a thousand times, but there is no grievance, no resentment, some are just waiting quietly, simple happiness.

The sound of the flute was in their ears, and everyone couldn't help but stop what they were doing and looked at the source of the flute with a little envy.

There, a touch of golden light sprinkled through, ignoring the barrier of the stone house, as if the sun was rising in the east, breaking through the haze, radiating endlessly, reflecting the huge ice like a sunset, hazy and gorgeous.

...... "Finally leaving!"

In the frozen valley, in two stone houses not far from each other, two women sitting cross-legged felt the golden light that gradually dissipated, and in the golden light, Zhang Fan deliberately revealed his farewell, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhang Fan chose to say goodbye in this way, which was exactly what the two of them wanted.

Needless to say, these two women are naturally Siya and Lingshan, the only two remaining Yuanying real people in Broken Mountain City.

Unlike the disciples who were dazed and only knew how to simply look up, only the two of them knew how much pressure they had been under during this time.

A powerful person who can ignore all the powerhouses stays in this close place, and any change may lead to unbearable disasters, so how can they not worry?

Especially Ling Shan, her worries are even higher than everyone else, and even Siya never knew that the object she had chosen to take away was actually Wan'er!

Fortunately, she started late, and now she can't help but be infinitely glad, if she really does, then needless to say, now it is estimated that she will be destroyed and die miserably, and even the entire Frozen Valley, the last elite of Broken Mountain City, will be buried with her.

Therefore, the movement in the stone house now, the signs indicated, made her breathe a sigh of relief.

Even so, she will no longer use any brains against Wan'er, without him, the potential shown by Zhang Fan is too terrifying and terrifying, just a few decades, the early monks of the Jiedan back then, but now they are already Yuanying real people on an equal footing with them, who knows how terrifying it will be in a few years, for an insignificant woman to be their enemy, their brains have not been broken.

Just when everyone was happy or sorry, the stone house was calm again, and the rich golden light gradually disappeared.

Wan'er, at this time, was leaning on the cloud bed, holding a bone flute in one hand and a golden-red incense stick in the other, swaying slightly, with a happy smile on her face.

Things were more complete than she imagined.

Looking at this incense stick that still seems to have Zhang Fan's breath, Wan'er's gaze seems to be able to see through it the situation half an hour ago.

......That's it!"

"Wan'er, my brother promised you, but ......"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, paused for a moment, and then continued: "But my brother wants to leave something here, in this case, it makes no difference whether you go with me or not, Wan'er." ”

"Huh?"

Wan'er blinked playfully, and before she could ask a question, she saw Zhang Fan's hand throw, and a touch of golden light appeared, covering the ground of the stone house, turning into a huge golden plate-like pattern, gradually hazy and blurred, and then disappeared into the ground.

- Qiankun Gold Plate!

"With it, my brother can come back to see you at any time, and if you change your mind, Wan'er can come to your brother's side at any time through it. ”

Zhang Fan said with a smile.

"Great!"

"Brother, you have to come back to see Wan'er often!"

After a little explanation, Wan'er was only a little curious in her eyes, but suddenly brought out a burst of joy, of course she didn't care about waiting, it was naturally better to be able to meet anytime and anywhere.

Seeing her cheering, as if she had changed back into the appearance of a little girl, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be graceful, groaned slightly, wiped the spirit beast bag on his waist, and in the sound of black crying, Mo Ling flew out of the spirit beast bag.

Seeing that it was in the stone house, Mo Ling cleverly did not change back to his original body, but transformed into a small and delicate appearance, and was about to pounce on Wan'er to play, and the relationship between the two of them was still very good.

I didn't think that its movements were average, but I felt that its tail was tight, as if something was dragging, and I was immediately furious, and wanted to go back and teach the guy who dared to pull its tail a lesson.

Needless to say, who else is there besides Zhang Fan?

Mo Ling immediately retracted when he saw it, just squeezed out the aggrieved posture, and before it could be coquettish, he felt a tingling pain on his tail, and then "woo woo" screamed, "whoosh" and ran to the corner of the stone house, shivering, looking at Zhang Fan and Wan'er aggrieved, and the indescribable grievances in the scream.

A dark golden, slightly golden tail feather, between Zhang Fan's two fingers, swayed slightly like a fan.

This feather is close to the feather of the three golden feathers, and it can be said that apart from the three golden feathers, it is the best quality feather on Mo Ling's body. Golden Feather Zhang Fan was naturally reluctant to let Mo Ling sacrifice, but this kind of feather didn't matter.

Regardless of Mo Ling's grievances, Zhang Fan wiped it on his hand, and a piece of incense appeared in his hand, and in an instant, the stone house was full of rich and distant fragrance, if there was substance, as if it was about to break through the roof of the stone house and reach the sky.

- Benzoin.

This thing is the benzoin obtained from Mu Tianyan's relics, this kind of strange thing that Mu Tianyan is in contact with the upper realm, and it is just used for processing.

Without a moment's delay, at the moment when benzoin appeared, the bright golden flame suddenly freed up from Zhang Fan's hands, but in an instant, whether it was benzoin or Moling feathers, it seemed that the sudden high temperature had melted, and the two blended with each other, closed, and re-condensed a dark golden incense.

After doing this, Zhang Fan bent his fingers on the dark golden incense stick condensed, and a dark red appeared, and then he smiled and stretched out his hand to move in the direction of Wan'er.

"Ah~"

Wan'er snorted softly, and subconsciously stroked her forehead with her hand, but felt dry and flat, as if nothing had happened.

However, just in front of her little hand covering her forehead, a small drop of bright blood, like a rope pulling, drew a bloody light and threw it into the incense.

With the addition of this drop of blood from Wan'er, the whole incense stick seems to have completed the final metamorphosis, and the fragrance is condensed and rich, returning to simplicity and unpretentiousness.

"Wan'er, this incense stick is for you, no matter what the circumstances, as long as you light it with your natal true fire, I will know that something happened to you here, and I will rush over as soon as possible and put it away. ”

As soon as Zhang Fan threw it in his hand, the golden-red incense stick fell into Wan'er's hand, and the small hand of condensed snow white held the golden red dark incense stick, which was extremely contrasting.

After doing this, Zhang Fan finally put his mind at ease.

After the double cultivation, Wan'er's cultivation is about to break through the foundation building and reach the realm of Jindan Dacheng, which is not suspenseful, it is just a matter of time.

He has the cultivation of the Dan, the Qiankun gold plate as a way out, the benzoin as a call for help, and the deterrence he left behind, which is enough to completely guarantee Wan'er's safety.

Feeling Zhang Fan's intentions, a smile, like a spring flower, bloomed on Wan'er's face, like a beautiful voice like a yellow warbler out of the valley, whispered, as if explaining to the family members who have something to go out:

"Brother, you have to come to see Wan'er often~"

...... Qiankun Jinpan, glorious masterpieces, a small courtyard somewhere on the big desert island, calm is no longer there.

In the boundless dazzling golden light, in the melodious and happy flute, Wan'er's soft voice still echoed, and Zhang Fan had appeared in a familiar room.

"Wow"

While Zhang Fan was still looking at the surrounding situation, a series of hurried footsteps came in from outside the door.

Immediately, an old face full of surprise smiles and wrinkles appeared in front of him.

- Grandpa!

"Grandpa, I'm back. ”

...... "Boom~"

The sunset and evening shine, at the big desert island and reef, the wind rises, the waves loom, the waves jump, the front and back hit the dense reef one after another, making a thunderous roar, stirring up snow-white waves, broken into a full of rainbow glow.

In this group of reefs, there is one place that looks particularly weird.

All the reefs are scattered, one by one like an old man fishing on the seaside, separated from each other, standing alone in the waves of hundreds of millions of years, only one, several reefs seem to have been artificially moved together, forming a spacious platform, the upper part is flattened, like a cloud bed on the sea.

On this strange reef, a young man in Xuanyi lies on his back, with one hand on the back of his head and a fishing rod in the other, fishing in the rapids.

From time to time, with a flick of his hand, a big fish jumped out of the water with the fishing rod, and then a cloud of fire suddenly appeared, wrapping the big fish, and the whiskers dispersed in a moment, and then the strong fragrance overflowed, and the smell made people appetize.

At this time, a huge black shadow would fall from the sky and disappear in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, the big fish would disappear, and only a little bit of debris would fall weakly into the sea, as if to seduce the next victim.

"Quack~ah~woo~"

The sound of black cries sounded in the air, as if he was still not satisfied, and the appearance of drooling water could almost be imagined from the black cry.

"Mo Ling, Mo Ling, didn't I just pluck out a feather of you? I've been fishing for you for a month, don't be too greedy. ”

Zhang Fan sighed helplessly, flicked his hand, and the fishing rod entered the sea again, and the buoy floated and sank with the big waves, as if there was life, and kept looking at the fish drilling.

At this time, it had been a month since he returned to the Great Desert Island.

In this month, Zhang Fan took his grandfather to visit the underground immortal cultivation world and met Wan'er by the way, at other times, he mostly fished and slept here, one was to comfort Mo Ling's injured heart, and the other was to completely relax.

"Stay quiet for a long time, and be deep and secluded. Convince the meal and rest when you are full~"

"Mo Ling, Mo Ling, you are so greedy, how can you get it like this, how can you get it~~"

Bored, Zhang Fan was shaking with Mo Ling, who couldn't fight back, while enjoying the rare purity.

As the saying goes, come to fish the sunset and sit and watch the clouds rise.

In the short time that can be imagined, it will not be so easy to feel so relaxed and comfortable.

(To be continued)