040 aftershi
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One more friend is better than one more enemy, and it is better to have a friend of the same level as an immortal general, which is an interesting thing and an anecdote for Yang Zifan who is jumping around the world.
Farewell to the newly recognized master, Yang Zifan rushed to the empty city in a hurry.
One year is enough to make a lot of things happen. He didn't know what would happen to Si Nanxiao and Luo Shangshang who fled, let alone what would happen to the Canglongzi left behind. Zhang Xu was not worry about it, and at worst, he went back to Penglai Fairy Island.
So the first thing to do is to return to Emperor Chu's Castle.
Both of them are cultivated figures. After several moves, they crossed thousands of miles and fell outside the city of Emperor Chu with the afterglow of the sunset.
Moke sighed when he saw the large ruins on the ground.
"It's a pity that such a good city has been destroyed."
Yang Zifan was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery. He had already explored the whole city of Emperor Chu, and there was no one he wanted to find. However, somewhere in the ruins, there is an old man who owes something.
said no word and fell down.
A new grave, a lonely man, standing quietly in the breeze.
The old man turned his head, first surprised, then anger and finally turned into indifference, which was a very complicated emotion.
"What are you doing here?"
Yang Zifan looked at Shuo Bing and only said, "If you want revenge, you can come at any time."
The two teenagers stood in the wind for a long time, and the last one floated up and disappeared in the wind. The other clenched his fist and turned to the new grave silently.
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"What do you need?" Moke can't understand Yang Zifan.
"You don't understand." Yang Zifan gave a very speechless answer.
"Don't go to Tianyuanpai? Let's go to Cuixin Lake for a walk. Moke said what was on his mind.
"If you want to go alone, don't talk with me." Yang Zifan is powerful now, so he speaks stinky.
The two used the technique of great movement and appeared outside the mountain gate of the Tianyuan faction.
Moke asked, "Do you want to shout the door?"
Yang Zifan looked at the Baiyu Mountain Gate and recalled that when Long Xiaofeng moved a mountain and smashed the mountain gate when he was a child. He smiled and suddenly had an idea in his mind.
He laughed, pulled Mo Ke to fly to the mountain gate, and pinched the seal in his hand.
A large shadow appeared on the two people's heads. Mo Ke was shocked and said, "Hey, what are you doing? This is your teacher. What is Zhaoshan doing?"
"I also smashed it." Yang Zifan's formula moved, and the hill suddenly fell down.
"Bang."
The dust flew, and the mountain gate was smashed by the hill.
Yang Zifan laughed and quickly hid aside.
Two swords flashed on the mountain.
One is a Qingming real person and one is a Qinghui real person.
The two raised their eyes and shouted, "Why do the demons dare to come to the Tianyuan faction to act wild?"
Yang Zifan's cultivation at this time has long exceeded theirs. Although he is only on the side of the two, he can't see the skill of hiding.
Silently, Qinghui frowned his beautiful eyebrows and said, "Brother, what's going on?"
Qingming Zhenren shook his head and said, "I don't know. There is no sign of people around here. It's strange. It's really strange."
Qinghui said, "The mountain gate was smashed, but it's a big thing. Fortunately, it didn't shock the elders of Tianyuan."
Qingming real person nodded and said, "Let's go back to the mountain quickly with the yin and yang mirror to see if there are any monsters hiding in the mountain."
Yang Zifan, who was hiding aside, looked at the two people and almost laughed.
My childhood dream has come true.
Moke was stunned. How could he understand what Yang Zifan was thinking? He only felt that he had seen a strange person who was happy to smash his mountain gate.
After seeing Qinghui Zhenren and Qingming Zhenren join hands to remove the hill, Yang Zifan quietly appeared outside the Cuiyunping ginkgo courtyard with Mo Ke. He saw Wang Qing sitting under the lush ginkgo tree to practice the magic formula. He quietly ran to Cuipingtang again. There was no one empty. Recalling that he saw Qinglin for the first time here, Yang Zifan's heart was bitter, and he didn't even find any clues when he went down the mountain for so long.
He began to understand that searching might be just a kind of self-comfort.
He quietly came to the kitchen and saw Silly Er whistling happily making lunch, accompanied by a Taoist apprentice. Yang Zifan couldn't help sighing: "The stupid second brother also brought an apprentice."
On the way, he stole a plate of his favorite pork belly, and Yang Zifan quietly appeared in the back mountain with Mo Ke.
The back mountain was destroyed early, and a huge deep pit was built into a lake. Yang Zifan stood on the lake and looked around. The battle with Yan Ji was vivid. When he talked about the fact that the real person died under Yan Ji for morality, Mo Ke clapped his hands and sighed that there were such heroes in the world.
After saying goodbye to the back mountain, Yang Zifan quietly came to the main hall of Tianyuan.
He wanted to take a look at Tianbao Zhenren from afar, but he couldn't see the trace of Tianbao Zhenren in the whole hall. He thought he might be listening to Yuxuan, but he didn't expect the trickling stream he saw in Yuxuan.
Just when I was disappointed, I heard the door of Yuxuan's courtyard creaking.
Yang Zifan quietly flew into the air to hide his body.
Liang Yichen was dressed in white, and his left arm sleeve floated gently in the wind. He held a sleeping little fox in his arms and slowly walked to listen to Yuxuan, looked at the sky and opened the door.
Yang Zifan can no longer help coming out. If the Tianyuan faction is still concerned, it will be Tianbao Zhenren and Liang Yichen.
"Big brother." After many years, Yang Zifan returned to listening to Yuxuan again, but unfortunately, his promise had not been fulfilled, and there was no Yi person around him.
"You... Zifan." After not seeing each other for many years, Liang Yichen was a little surprised and then said happily, "Just come back, just come back."
With that, he led Yang Zifan and the Mo Ke beside him to listen to Yuxuan.
A cup of tea, a cup of warmth.
Yang Zifan looked at the unchanged room and took a sip of tea.
"How are you... doing?"
Liang Yichen showed a bright moon-like smile.
"It's still the same as before, but I won't go down the mountain."
said, looking at Yang Zifan's strange-looking friends.
"Moke, a new friend." Yang Zifan smiled and leaned comfortably on the chair. Rarely closed his eyes and enjoyed the peace that he had not seen for a long time.
"Today, the mountain gate was smashed." Liang Yichen put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Yang Zifan with a smile.
Yang Zifan opened one eye: "It's fun."
Moke listened to the strange dialogue between the two, and the whole big monk was confused. If their good friends met in the virtual world, they must eat meat, drink and find a woman. Today, when they came back with Yang Zifan, they smashed the mountain gate and drank tea. It's really strange that the senior brother would not be angry when they heard about smashing the mountain gate.
And his cultivation has long been separated from the mortal heart. If he is usually on an equal footing with a mortal practitioner, he is very uncomfortable, so he secretly preached to Yang Zifan: "I'll go out for a walk."
Yang Zifan didn't expect Mo Ke to do this. Although he didn't know what was wrong with him, he was a figure in the virtual world. He couldn't let go and run around, so he said, "Don't go out. You don't care if you are bumped into by a fairy."
Moke was helpless. After taking a sip of tea, he simply closed his eyes and ignored it.
"I can't see your cultivation clearly."
Liang Yichen looked straight at Yang Zifan and said what was in his heart.
Yang Zifan knew what Liang Yichen was thinking and shook his head and said, "As in those years, Bai Zhufeng is yours."
"Hey." Liang Yichen sighed. He didn't know that Yang Zifan had come to the level of dealing with immortals. It was impossible to stay in the Tianyuan faction safely in the mortal world.
"Have you found it?"
A heavy topic was asked.
Yang Zifan straightened up and couldn't sleep any longer. He shook his head with his hands together.
"When are you going to leave?"
"Take a break and leave." Yang Zifan stood up and stood at the door of Tingyuxuan, looking at the large white bamboo outside, and the sound of bamboo rustling.
"Where's the leader?"
His question is naturally Tianbao.
"The Beimeng treasure opened, and the three factions went there. The leader and two elders went down the mountain with several disciples."
"Do you also go to Xuantianmen and Tianning Temple?"
Yang Zifan didn't expect to ask such a message when he came back. He planned to come back and ask the exact address of Tianbao Zhenren Xuantianmen to see if Si Nan Xiaoxiao and Luo Shangshang were safe.
"Ye."
"Little guy, shall we also go to Beimeng Treasure?" I don't know why Mo Ke woke up, with a pair of blue eyes shining, as if there was something magical there.
Yang Zifan shook his head and said, "I won't go there."
"There is a treasure." Mo Ke advised.
"I will fight and kill." Now Yang Zifan hates fighting and killing.
"You are immortal..." Mo Ke was stared back by Yang Zifan before he could speak. After all, the place where he is now is a mortal cultivation and production institute. It is never appropriate for things such as the original method to appear in these places.
Liang Yichen didn't care. He could see that none of the Tianyuan faction around Yang Zifan could catch up. It goes without saying that Yang Zifan's cultivation can cure such a person.
The three were silent for a moment.
Yang Zifan and Liang Yichen talked about many rare things. In the middle of the night, Yang Zifan quietly left the Tianyuan School with Mo Ke in the night.
The location of Xuantianmen was learned from Liang Yichen's mouth, so Yang Zifan took Mo Ke and rushed directly to Xuantianmen.
Moke was depressed all the way.
Just as he was going to North Mengjiao for the 52nd time.
"Bang." The two hit a wall firmly.
"What's going on?"
Yang Zifan, who turned N degrees from the air and hit the ground, spit out the mud of satisfaction, which was very puzzled.
It's amazing to have an extra wall for no reason.
"Hey, the one in the virtual world. Are you all right?" He shook his drowsy head and patted the humanoid mud pit beside him.
"Mom, when will there be so many immortals in the world?" Moke wiped away a few hay from his mouth and stared at the sky with indignation.
"Fairy." Yang Zifan's head was big and sighed that the world had changed. He could run around and hit a fairy. He would hit the fence and block the way. He was really virtuous.