"Zhang Fan of this seat, I have seen all fellow Daoists!"

Zhang Fan was spotless, and came out leisurely, and his clear voice spread throughout the mountaintop.

At the same time, the last flame disappeared from the center of his eyebrows, giving people the feeling that the entire mountain peak had suddenly darkened.

The reason why this world gives people such an illusion is because at the same time as Zhang Fan spoke, the burning flame portal behind him suddenly dissipated without a trace, only a little green smoke swirled, as if it was extinguishing the charcoal fire, making the last struggle.

Suddenly, everyone looked at him, and the time was different.

They all passed the test of this flame portal, and naturally knew that it was not so simple, it contained all kinds of flames, with different powers, the strong ones were not inferior to the pure purple pole heavenly fire, and the weakest one was also the peak of mortal fire.

"How did he do it?"

If it weren't for the fact that everyone is a master and respects their identity, I'm afraid someone will have to exclaim.

Zhang Fan's step not only passed the test, but walked out of the flame portal, and even annihilated the flame portal itself, as if all the flames had been swallowed up by him.

The fact is also the same, at that moment, the fire devouring **, the imperial envoy to burn the ember heart lamp, not to mention a mere flame portal, is ten times a hundred times, and it will be empty.

There is no spiritual treasure like the Ember Heart Lamp, and they have never heard of such a subtle exercise as the Fire Devouring **, how can everyone understand the magical power he showed at this moment?

The so-called test is like a joke.

This time, he not only showed enough qualifications, but even mocked the test itself.

"What an unscrupulous!"

In the crowd, there was an old man who sighed secretly, and his eyes involuntarily looked at the back of the man standing with his hands in his hands.

This flame test was naturally arranged by the lord of Baili Island, but now it makes people unscrupulous to cut off the roots, I don't know how he will react.

There are not a few people who have the same idea as this person, and the back of the person standing with his hands in his hands suddenly became the focus again.

"Humph!"

A cold snort suddenly came from the man's body, and then he didn't see how he was pretentious, but after a moment's pause, at the end of the stairs, a flame portal was rekindled, and then dimmed, forming only a line of fire on the ground.

"Huh?"

"A little trick!"

Seeing that he was so lightweight, Zhang Fan was interested and looked this person up and down.

This person is naturally the master of Fog Hidden Island, the top master in this sea area, and the father of Baili Xi'er, the master of Baili Island.

I never thought that this person was also a monk with a fire surname, and his fire magic power should not be underestimated.

Looking at it from the back alone, it was a middle-aged monk, dressed in a black dress inlaid with gold wire, not frivolous, but majestic, in the sky and white clouds, it looked abrupt and harmonious, as if he was originally the lord of heaven and earth.

This is not cultivation, not identity, but a kind of domineering in itself, heaven and earth, should flow according to my mind.

Just revealing one's own heart and surname so clearly in temperament is a kind of pride and domineering in itself.

When Zhang Fan observed him, the lord of Baili Island also looked back suddenly, and for a while, the four eyes were facing each other, and no one avoided him.

At the beginning, the eyes of the two of them looked at each other like the tip of a needle to Maimang, as if they were about to provoke Mars, and after a while, the gaze of the lord of Baili Island, who seemed to be extremely domineering, suddenly softened, and even brought a little scrutiny and appreciation.

"Weird?!"

When Zhang Fan just felt that something was wrong, the owner of Baili Island had already missed his gaze, turned around, and continued to look at the cliff, as if there were endless mysteries hidden there, worthy of his lifelong exploration.

Shaking his head, Zhang Fan didn't think much about it, Shi Shiran found a place to sit down, closed his eyes, looked at the gaze that swept over him from time to time, and took care of himself.

What he didn't notice was that there was a pair of beautiful eyes that were flowing in the middle of these gazes.

"Uncle Camel, look at it~"

Baili Xi'er whispered while excitedly dragging the rickety old man.

The scene where Zhang Fan looked at the Lord of Baili Island before, naturally did not escape her eyes.

The rickety old man nodded helplessly as both doting and helpless, he also saw everything in his eyes, after many years of getting along, he knew more about Baili Xi'er than the owner of Baili Island, so he naturally understood what she was thinking.

What made him even more strange was why the island owner, who had always been the only one, behaved a little strangely just now.

However, this is not something he can delve into, he just secretly pulled his sleeve out of Baili Xi'er's hand, and at the same time glanced in the direction of the Baili Island Lord without a trace.

Baili Xi'er immediately came to her senses, stuck out her tongue, and made a ladylike appearance who sat upright and did not squint.

The small movements between them did not attract anyone's attention, and everyone's eyes refocused on the past as the flame portal rose again, and a new person came.

...... Half an hour had passed, and the mountaintop, which had been slightly empty, was already filled with no less than thirty monks of the Yudan.

After a glance, Zhang Fan saw a lot of familiar faces in it.

There are Huangshi Dao people, as well as Mu Song Bagong, and some well-known masters who specialize in flame supernatural powers, just as Xu Leshan introduced to him a few days ago.

At this time, only one of the futons spread on the ground was still vacant, and it was obvious that there was still one person who had not arrived.

Just when everyone was getting impatient, a figure appeared at the end of the stairs.

It was an old man with a white beard and an indifferent face, as if he didn't notice everyone's gaze, he didn't hurry, even the flame portal in front of him, and he didn't let him stay for a moment.

If he passed through the ordinary portal, he went straight through, without the slightest smell of fireworks, and everyone was just a flower in front of him, and he had already sat on the last futon.

"Master!"

Zhang Fan's gaze froze, and he looked at it with a straight face.

What happened at that moment naturally couldn't escape his eyes.

When the flames swept through the flames at the portal, it was as if time had stopped, and all the flames froze suddenly.

In the blink of an eye, he let him pass leisurely, as if he was strolling leisurely, falling into the English colorful, but not touching a little bit of it.

There are many masters in the field, and there are many heroes, but only the Lord of Baili Island and the Huangshi Daoist can compete with this person in the realm of cultivation.

The peak of the Dan period is only one step away from the completion of the Yuanying Dynasty.

With such a appearance and such a cultivation, this person's identity is about to be revealed.

At this time, the Lord of Baili Island finally turned around slowly, first glanced around, and then bowed slightly to the old man who came last, and said, "Master Aurora, it's rare." ”

- Aurora Dao people!

This person is naturally a well-known Instrument Dao Master, with the body of a mortal, almost condensed into a primordial infant, with the way of refining instruments, admired by thousands of people, seeking a treasure of refining by his own hands but not available Aurora Dao people.

"Sure enough, it's him!"

Just when Zhang Fan's gaze was fixed on this person's body, the Aurora Daoist said leisurely: "The lord of Baili Island, his demeanor has not diminished back then, but the old decay is not much. ”

"Why does the master say such a dejecting word, Yuanying Avenue, the time is also fate, or in today, or in tomorrow, no one can guarantee it. ”

Speaking of this, the lord of Baili Island suddenly showed a little stunned, all at the same level, and naturally understood the difficulty of Yuanying Avenue, and now it is said that the aurora of Shouyuan is exhausted, maybe it is his Ming said.

But soon, he pulled out of the moment of depression, straightened his waist, and his awe-inspiring air rose, showing the hegemon of one side and the posture of a hero.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the lord of this island invites you to come today, firstly, to taste fragrant tea and pay homage to the demeanor of the ancestors; secondly, to explain it, so as not to increase casualties in the Purple Fire Domain of the Heavenly Fire Palace; third, there is a matter, I hope you will pay attention to it in the Purple Fire Domain. ”

The voice of the lord of Baili Island echoed leisurely on the top of the mountain, the first thing is nothing to say, the demeanor of the gods, naturally everyone admires, and the second thing is that no matter who everyone pays attention to, after all, it is a matter of family and surname, and it has to be investigated, and the third thing makes everyone confused.

The owner of Baili Island did not immediately explain the meaning, but slapped his hand, and dozens of cloud girls seemed to walk out of the stairs, each holding a tray, and placing a teacup in front of everyone.

On the tea cup, there is no water vapor, no tea fragrance spreads, and there is no clear spring water.

Although everyone was a little surprised, they did not say anything, who is the lord of this hundred miles of island, how can there be a reason to treat guests with clear water, there must be a mystery in it.

Sure enough, the owner of Baili Island did not mean to let Guanzi sell, and the cloud and mist girls retreated, so he raised his hand, and sprinkled a handful of green, turning into a little green light, and suspended in front of everyone one by one.

"Seeds?"

Zhang Fan glanced at the green light suspended in front of him, but saw that one of the seemingly ordinary seeds emerged, slightly undulating, verdant all over, showing infinite vitality.

"Kyushu Zhilan day, there are thousands of years of leisure, a cup of moonlight, the number is the best of cold tea, I Wuyin Island dragon spit pearls, but it is not a little different. ”

"A thousand years of leisure, a cup of moonlight!"

Zhang Fan's heart moved, but he remembered the scene of dancing in the sky and the sea of clouds, the evening sunshine in Zhilan, and the scene of cooking tea with no hands decades ago.

The lord of Baili Island clapped his hands lightly, and with his movements, all the seeds flashed with green light, first a white flower bloomed, and then a little bit of red was spit out.

The red silk is like a network, crystal like a pearl, as if the dragon is from the clouds, spit out the dragon ball, and falls straight into the cup.

In an instant, it disappeared into the water, only a strong aroma, lingering on the tip of the nose, and the spiritual power around the body also trembled and flowed slowly.

Top Spiritual Tea - "Dragon Spit Pearl!"

Zhang Fan's gaze suddenly froze, and he instantly moved away from the teacup and looked at the Lord of Baili Island.

"Wood is supernatural!"

"Wood and fire double cultivation!"

(To be continued)