"Huh?!"

Hearing Wan'er's shocked voice, Zhang Fan originally just glanced at it casually, and didn't take it to heart, and it should have been, in this frozen valley, except for the Yuanying Zhenren Siya, who had always stayed in the stone house to recuperate, what qualifications did the others have to be seen by him.

But at this glance, he found something unusual, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his expression became solemn.

It was a girl who was as cold as ice, walking with light steps, as if the temperature around her had also decreased.

"She is Sister Lingshan, a very good sister, she often jokes with everyone, and everyone says that she is the best to get along with. ”

Wan'er held Zhang Fan's little hand and suddenly tightened, and said suspiciously.

"No wonder. ”

Zhang Fan nodded understandingly, the girl who appeared in front of him now, the appearance of being unapproachable, was obviously a surname who was extremely cold, like an iceberg that would not melt for thousands of years, which was diametrically opposed to what Wan'er said, no wonder she found out that it was wrong at the first time.

In fact, it was not only Wan'er who found out that something was wrong, but also some young monks around them, and there was no shortage of surprised people who called Ling Shan's name and wanted to come forward and ask for an understanding.

But no matter how others shouted, Ling Shan always looked like she had never heard or turned a blind eye, and walked leisurely through the crowd.

There seemed to be a cold smell lingering on her body all the time, and it was incomparably integrated with the surrounding environment, and those who tried to intercept her or get close to her couldn't help but stop when they were three steps closer to her body, as if there was an invisible wall blocking it.

Frowning slightly, Zhang Fan's gaze swept over this person, and looked towards the place behind her, where an ordinary stone house was standing, and it didn't look abnormal, but the surrounding stone houses were much less than other places, as if everyone tacitly didn't dare to approach.

There, Zhang Fan is no stranger, it is the residence of the Xuanyin Sect's Yuanying Zhenren - Siya.

"I see!"

Zhang Fan nodded secretly and understood.

At this time, Ling Shan had already walked to Zhang Fan and Wan'er's side.

Instead of turning a blind eye and passing indifferently past the others, beside them, Ling Shan froze for a moment and paused.

"Sister Lingshan. ”

Wan'er said hello timidly, but Ling Shan didn't hear it, just looked into Zhang Fan's eyes, nodded her head, as if she was saying hello, and then didn't stop and turned away.

"Sister Lingshan, who is she?"

A look of gloom flashed across Wan'er's face, and she asked hesitantly.

"Wan'er, don't associate with this Lingshan in the future, just don't know her before!"

"Rest assured, she won't be looking for you again. ”

Zhang Fan said meaningfully.

"Hmm!"

Wan'er nodded obediently in response, and then whispered thoughtfully: "The one who only escaped back with Yuanying is also the ancestor of our Xuanyin Sect......"

When she said this, Wan'er's little face seemed to be unbearable and dissatisfied, and finally shook her head and leaned closer to Zhang Fan.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan was slightly surprised and glanced at Wan'er, who was snuggling up to him, and then felt that after so many years, Wan'er was indeed no longer just the little girl who didn't know anything, not only her body, but also her mind when she grew up.

As Wan'er guessed, that Ling Shan has now changed a person, and in that still unchanged shell, it is already the Yuan Infant who escaped back.

- Take!

Zhang Fan has seen it for the first time in so many years.

After listening to the introduction of the original incident by the Cold Moon Fairy, he mentioned that there was a Yuanying real person who fled back only as a Yuanying, and he knew that the seizure was inevitable, and he never thought that he would be able to see this Yuanying real person appear in front of him with a new identity so soon.

The art of seizing away is widely spread in the community, and it seems to be very ordinary, but in fact, the requirements for seizing and relinquishing are even higher than some secret techniques that are extremely difficult to cultivate.

There is no other reason, the most basic requirement is that the person who takes the house must at least have the cultivation of the Yuanying level, in other words, this is actually the patent of the Yuanying Zhenren.

In the huge world, only the Yuan Ying real person has geometry? How can it be common to give up? Zhang Fan has seen it for so many years, that is, in the incarnation body of the seventh-order demon beast, it is similar to it.

In fact, the difficulty of taking away is not high, as long as there is a genuine Yuan Infant cultivation, if you want to take away a suitable body, as long as there is someone to protect the Dharma, it is just a matter of rebellion.

But even so, this kind of seizure is not very common, let alone something that can be done casually.

Every time you take it, it is equivalent to the loss of the strength of the Yuan Infant itself, no matter how suitable the body you choose after the sacrifice, if you want to go further, it will increase a lot of difficulty, which can be said to be a last resort.

As soon as Zhang Fan's thoughts flashed, "Ling Shan" had already passed through the crowd and entered a stone house, and then the portal was cut off and no longer visible.

Knowing everything, he didn't dare to be interested in the whispers and suspicions of the people around him, and pulled Wan'er back to the original stone house.

...... Sitting down on the cloud bed, Zhang Fan looked at Wan'er, who had returned to nature, as if the previous things had not left any traces in her heart at all, and couldn't help but nod with relief.

The current Wan'er is indeed not the helpless little girl who left him and couldn't do anything.

After a deep groan, Zhang Fan suddenly spoke: "Wan'er, I'm leaving." ”

Yes, it is indeed time to leave, the five-year period is approaching, everything in the underground immortal cultivation realm has been decided, and it is time to return overseas and prepare for the trip to the Star Heaven Realm in two years.

"Wan'er, come with me!"

"I'll take you to another world, where there's the sea, there's the sun, there's the starry sky, there's something you've never seen before. ”

I thought that as soon as these words came out, Wan'er would be happy, but she never thought about it, she just lowered her head slightly and said in a voice as low as a gnat: "Brother, you can go!"

"Wan'er is waiting for you here, waiting for you all the time!"

There was obviously endless reluctance in his voice, but there was endless resoluteness, which made Zhang Fan, who had always been moody, stunned.

Before he could ask a question, he saw Wan'er raise her head, gently brushed her forehead and left the sea, revealing the purple orchid, and said softly: "Brother, do you remember? Wan'er once asked you, what is the sun?"

Zhang Fan naturally remembered that it was still decades ago, when Wan'er was weak into that orchid, as if a little stronger wind would break her.

At that time, he was still gloomy, this is a poor girl who grew up in the Shutong Cave Mansion that did not see the sky, and then he came to this underground immortal cultivation world with him, and in his life, he never had the opportunity to dance in the sun like an ordinary girl.

However, the purpose of her asking now, Zhang Fan didn't know why, so she had to quietly watch Wan'er as if she was immersed in a certain artistic conception, like a heavenly sound around the beam.

"Later, Wan'er learned from the classics what is the sun, what is the moon, what are the stars, what is the sea......

Hearing this, Zhang Fan's brows gradually wrinkled. When Wan'er mentioned these things, it was not the longing, longing, and other emotions that he took for granted, but the fear and trembling that were diametrically opposite.

"Wan'er was suddenly very scared, very scared......"

Wan'er shrunk on the cloud bed, pulled a thin quilt in her arms, calmed down a little and continued: "Wan'er likes the original home, there is no sun, there is no moon, Wan'er likes here, there are no stars, there is no sea~"

"In such a place, I feel very comfortable and comfortable, as if I am flying~"

As she spoke, Wan'er stood up, her arms outstretched, her eyes closed, and she spun in circles, fluttering like a fairy in the clouds, falling into the dust.

The black hair that flew out multiplied and flowed, and the purple orchid in front of the forehead suddenly came alive, as if the edge of the stream was swaying with the breeze, revealing its fragrance.

Looking at this scene, listening to Wan'er's words like a dream in her ears, Zhang Fan sighed secretly, and suddenly found that the little girl had indeed grown up, she had her own thoughts, her own joys and angers, and what she thought was beautiful.

"Brother, I like it so much, the feeling of quietly waiting for you to come back!"

"In the past, when I was in Xiaobarren Mountain, when I was in Chongxuan City, when I was in Poshan City, in the future, in this frozen valley, Wan'er would wait, wait, wait for my brother to come back. ”

Silence, in the stone house, Zhang Fan opened his mouth, but he was speechless for a while, he didn't know what to say, in front of him, Wan'er's little face, there was indescribable happiness, as if immersed in his own world, in his opinion, the endless boring waiting, in Wan'er's mind, was another kind of happiness.

There is a beautiful woman in the generation, living in the hollow valley. ...... Picking flowers does not insert sideburns, picking cypress is moving. The sky is cold and the green sleeves are thin, and it is said that the twilight leans on the bamboo.

Suddenly, a poem buried in the depths of his memory emerged, which may not be very appropriate, but at this moment in Zhang Fan's heart, it was Wan'er who looked demure and beautiful, leaning on the bamboo, waiting for his return.

"The edge of the stream, the edge of the stream, the edge of the stream, is really a prophecy. ”

Faced with Wan'er, who bravely confided in him for the first time, revealed his thoughts, and suddenly revealed the ethereal beauty as if washing the dust, Zhang Fan was speechless for a while and shook his head secretly.

There are claustrophobic forests, gloomy environments, and gentle flowing water, and in the monotonous and calm world, the occasional breeze favors them, dancing and showing their appearance.

It is not a peony, it is not a peony, it cannot bloom brilliantly and richly under the attention of 10,000 people in the garden; it is not an autumn chrysanthemum, it is not a winter plum, it is not the arrogance of a hundred flowers after my flowers bloom, it is not a lone branch in the cold wind.

It is the quiet orchid by the stream, the aunt is elegant, living quietly, waiting quietly, this is her happiness, her beauty.

"That's it!"

Zhang Fan smiled and gave up his intention to continue persuasion, he knew that as long as he asked, Wan'er would definitely not refuse, but so why bother, what was in front of him was no longer the little girl of the year, but a woman with her own thoughts and made her own decisions.

"Brother, you must come back, Wan'er is waiting for you!"

Suddenly, the smile blooms, like a beautiful orchid meeting a flower taster looking for the deep mountains, swaying beautifully, revealing fragrance.

...... Three days later, a flute sounded in the frozen valley, vaguely back then, differently, there was no grievance, no loneliness, some just a peaceful waiting, another kind of beauty, simple happiness!

(To be continued)