Chapter 321 Conversation

"Duan Fan, you are really willing to leave alone without taking the little girl Jiang Xinyue."

Outside the Qingxu Gate, Duan Fan's figure gradually faded away and soon disappeared into the sky. At this time, the joking sound of Xuanyuan war came from Duan Fan's ear.

"Why do senior Xuanyuan ask knowingly? I just have a little good impression on Jiang Xinyue. Now we are going to do an important thing. It's very dangerous, not to go out to play. Jiang Xinyue only has the cultivation of taking his life. I'm afraid it's very dangerous to take her."

Duan Fan remembered the scene of separation with Jiang Xinyue before parting, and could only smile helplessly.

Jiang Xinyue couldn't wait to be far away from Duan Fan every day, but when she heard that Duan Fan was going to leave Chaoyang Peak, the expression on her face was strange and inexplicably, with joy, joy, loss and sadness... Her heart was even more mixed, and it seemed that she could not accept the news that Duan Fan was suddenly leaving Chaoyang Peak.

Jiang Xinyue didn't know what was wrong with her, but the reserve in her heart still made the expression on her face cold. She asked Duan Fan casually, "You left. What about the thousands of acres of fallen flowers you planted not long ago? Who will take care of it? Is it all left to the Qingxu Gate?"

"Of course, it will not be left to Qingxu Gate!" Duan Fan shook his head with a smile and reached out to touch Jiang Xinyue's wisp of soft green silk. Jiang Xinyue did not dodge this time, allowing Duan Fan's big hand to scratch her green silk.

Duan Fan also rarely showed a solemn look this time. After I left, Chaoyang Peak was yours. After the fallen flowers I planted matured, your cultivation has also reached the dragon realm, and you can use it.

"Maybe, when I leave, I may not return to the Qingxu Gate for a long time. Without me, will you miss the days with me?"

As Duan Fan spoke, he unconsciously blossomed.

Jiang Xinyue was silent and didn't say a word. Looking at Duan Fan's eyes, his eyes were very complicated. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

Duan Fan sighed, shook his head, and then left Chaoyang Peak.

Duan Fan has already said hello to Tang Guyue, and Tang Guyue also guarantees that he is in the Qingxu Gate, and no one can hurt Jiang Xinyue.

Although Duan Fan did not figure out Tang Guyue's identity and strength, he still believed Tang Guyue's words, so he left at ease.

Qingxu Gate is not a place to stay for a long time. Duan Fan still has a lot of things to do. Some people have not solved it, and it is impossible for him to hide in Qingxu Gate as a shrinking turtle.

Not long ago, Duan Fan's cultivation has reached the peak of the fourth level of Hualongjing, and he is only one step away from stepping into the fifth level of Hualongjing.

Duan Fan's disaster is a good thing, and Duan Fan will not waste it.

If Duan Fan is not wrong, there is already someone waiting for him outside the Qingxu door at this time. He can also surprise those people again.

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Qingxu Gate, at the peak of Qingxu Peak, a majestic middle-aged man stood with his hands, his eyes were deep and staring at the distance. His eyes seemed to be able to cross layers of space and see the endless starry sky.

Beside the middle-aged man is an old man about 60 years old. Although the old man has a lot of white hair on his head, he looks energetic. A pair of eagle eyes are like electricity, and he is fierce, and there is a momentum of the superior emanating between his hands and feet.

Needless to say, these two are Tang Renzhong, the patriarch of Qingxu Sect, and Tang Jingxuan, the elder.

Tang Jingxuan stood next to Tang Renzhong, also staring at the distance. Looking at Duan Fan's back disappearing in the sky, his face inevitably showed a trace of disappointment.

"Master, I'm afraid that Duan Fan will not return to the Qingxu Gate again."

"I know."

Tang Renzhong withdrew his eyes and turned to Tang Jingxuan. Although Duan Fan left, he always had a fragrant relationship with my Qingxu door. In the future, if I really don't answer the Qingxu door, I believe that Duan Fan will not stand by.

"Master, are you going to retreat again to attack the realm of saints?" A trace of worry flashed on Tang Jingxuan's face.

"Hmm!"

Tang Ren nodded, and his face was not happy, but looked very helpless.

Tang Jingxuan was suddenly anxious and quickly said, "Master, you have failed to hit the realm of the saint three times. These three failures have caused great damage to you, so much that you have hurt the root. Within a thousand years, I'm afraid the patriarch's internal injury may not be healed. The suzerain held his injured body to hit the realm of the saint. What is the hope?

"Even if there is no hope, I still have to try it."

Tang Renzhong smiled bitterly. The longevity of the ancestors of the ancient moon is approaching, and the Qingxu Gate cannot sit in the town without saints. Besides, if there are no saints in the Qingxu Gate, we will never be able to compare with them and never recognize our ancestors.

"So the suzerain will attack the realm of saints regardless of the danger of his life?" Tang Jingxuan asked in a cold voice.

"Do you think I have a choice now?" Tang Renzhong looked at Tang Jingxuan with burning eyes. Now I am the only one whose cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of the king's realm. Except for me, no one can attack the realm of saints. In order to prevent the Qingxu sect from falling into a second-rate sect, even if I fight for my life, I will attack the realm of saints to ensure that my Qingxu sect will live for ten thousand years.

"Sozu lord, what's wrong with you?" Tang Jingxuan sighed. As long as the suzerain comes forward, I believe that this period of Fan will definitely join my Qingxu Gate. As long as we cultivate Duan Fan at all costs, I believe that Duan Fan will not have much time to impact the realm of saints. At that time, the Qingxu Gate can be handed over to Duan Fan, and maybe that task can also be completed in Duan Fan's hands.

"I know all this." Tang Ren waved his hand. However, Duan Fan will not restrain himself because of some small favors. Even if I promise to give Duan Fan the position of patriarch of Qingxu, I believe that Duan Fan will not want it. People like Duan Fan like to live an unrestrained life and give him a sect, but it binds him, so we might as well give him kindness from some aspects. In the future, for the sake of helping him, if I encounter a major crisis, Duan Fan will also help me.

"I don't deny that." Tang Jingxuan nodded with deep understanding.

After that, the two fell silent again.

After a long time, Tang Renzhong sighed quietly and left a sentence. Jing Xuan, you have to worry more about the Qingxu Gate in the future. If I don't show up for a long time, it will be difficult for you to suppress those old guys alone. If you really can't stand it, you can invite the ancient moon ancestor.

After saying that, he turned around and disappeared in place.

"Hey!"

Tang Jingxuan also sighed helplessly. Duan Fan, you don't want the treasure, and you don't want the status. Even the little girl Jiang Xinyue can't keep your heart. I really didn't think of anything that can make you stay in the Qingxu door wholeheartedly.

As Tang Jingxuan's words fell, his figure gradually disappeared to the peak of Qingxu Peak.

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Duan Fan left the Qingxu Gate, galloped all the way, and soon flew out of the boundary of the Qingxu Gate, and could no longer see the trace of the Qingxu Gate.

Leaving the boundary of Qingxu Gate, Duan Fan still flew at full speed, seemingly aimless, but intentionally or unintentionally flew towards the desolate land.

Duan Fan knew that at the moment he left the Qingxu Gate, someone had already stared at him. He didn't pay attention to it, but a sneer appeared unconsciously at the corners of his mouth.

Three days later, Duan Fan came to a desert.

This desert is empty, and the aura of heaven and earth is thin. Even a monster is difficult to find. There are only a few barren places like this in Central China.

Duan Fan came to the desert and stopped. A Wangpin Lingshi vein had been quietly thrown into the seven-level magic tower by him. The seven-level magic tower began to stimulate and refine and burn the Wangpin Lingshi vein.

An extremely pure aura of heaven and earth entered Duan Fan's body through the seven-level magic tower. Duan Fan's momentum is getting stronger and stronger. Dantian Zhenyuan is improving at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it will not be long before he can break through to the fifth level of Hualongjing.

However, before Duan Fan hit the fifth level of the Dragon Realm, more than a dozen people such as the Holy Prince quietly appeared around Duan Fan.

"The Holy Prince, the Holy Son, the Holy Son of Heaven, the Holy Son of Heaven, and Jiang Tianhai, you are really not giving up! In order to kill me, you can wait for a month at the Qingxu Gate. Duan Fan looked at the four holy princes with a smile and was not afraid on his face.

The Holy Prince glanced at Duan Fan coldly. I know that you are going to hit the fifth level of the Dragon Realm now and want to deal with us directly with the help of thunder, but your move is rotten. As long as we keep a distance from you, your natural disaster will not cause harm to us, so after you get through the disaster, it will be your death.

"You are full of confidence, and you want to kill me with more than a dozen people!" Duan Fan didn't say anything and turned to more than a dozen other people.

The other dozen people who surrounded Duan Fan have different cultivation, ranging from the fourth level of the dragon realm to the second level of refining the divine realm, from young people to the elderly. If Duan Fan is not wrong, this is the older generation of people in the major forces.

Of course, Duan Fan also knows that these people are just taking the lead and making cannon fodder, and the real masters have not come out later.

The leading old man of the second level of the refining world was very unhappy. Duan Fan's contemptful eyes snorted coldly, and a strong momentum instantly hit Duan Fan. Boy, you are very rampant, but I don't know when you met us. How long can you be rampant?

Duan Fan punched gently and dispersed the strength of the old man in the second level of the divine realm and glanced at the old man. If I guess correctly, you should be from Huaxian Sect, right?

"Not bad!"

The old man of the second-order world nodded proudly. I am the criminal law elder of the Deacon Hall of Huaxianzong, Chen Yuyi, who came to kill you today and take your seven-level magic tower.