"I have important matters to discuss!"
Zhang Haobo's voice echoed between heaven and earth.
The monks from Wanxian Island looked different when they heard this and had different reactions.
"What a big sigh, it's just a Jindan monk. What's the important thing?"
"Yes, he actually used the power of the wind and disasters in the world to force Wanxian Island. It was simply bullying me, Wanxian Island, and there was no one!"
"Why didn't the immortal Lord Hua Shen slap this kid to death! I'm so anxious!"
"Watching him show off, it's even more uncomfortable than losing a martial art!"
"But the cultivation of the Golden Pill has such a demeanor. This person will definitely become a great man in the future."
"I have practiced Taoism for less than ten years, and I have used my golden elixir to control the wind and wield thousands of immortals. This kind of feat reminds me of the rumored Young Master Jinglun."
...
Ignoring the noise coming from Wanxian Island in the distance, Zhang Haobo's face was calm and he was waiting patiently.
A moment later, a figure appeared in front of him.
A white dress and a feather fan in hand, graceful and graceful.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Haobo: "Jindan? Important matter?"
"I haven't met such an interesting young man in a long time!"
Zhang Haobo looked directly at the other party, his face remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "The golden elixir and the gods are all ants."
The hand of the white-clothed god-turned-sweeping fan stopped, and he looked at Zhang Haobo again.
But this time, there was a bit of seriousness in my eyes.
After a while, he pointed with a feather fan from a distance: "Since that's the case, you can follow me!"
Then, the white-clothed god and Zhang Haobo disappeared from the sight of everyone on Wanxian Island.
Only the giant blue tornado was left, still spinning constantly.
In the sky, a hole suddenly appeared in the clouds.
The bright starlight shone down, and the tornado blue wind gradually disappeared.
Only the discussions of the monks of Wanxian Island remained undisturbed for a long time.
Zhang Haobo's eyes flashed before him and he felt that he suddenly appeared on a mountain top.
Clouds and mists are shrouded in the distance, and only a sharp corner of the mountains are revealed.
The white-clothed god stood at the cliff on the top of the mountain with his back facing him.
"This place is a realm, which can be isolated from the detection of the Heavenly Way. If you have anything to say, it's okay to just say it."
Zhang Haobo first looked around again and observed for a while.
With his current cultivation level, he couldn't see anything special here.
So he said, "Senior, can you tell that there is a soul of heaven and earth hidden in this sea of ​​clouds?"
The white-clothed god turned around and looked at Zhang Haobo with interest, saying, "You mean, Qingfeng, who is stalemate with the hilt of the sword?"
"Although you don't know where you learned about this, if you think it's an opportunity, you'll be distorted."
"The god-transforming monks from Congyun Sea and even the surrounding states know the existence of Qingfeng."
"But no one dares to come and refine, do you know why?"
Zhang Haobo's face remained unchanged and replied: "Is it because of the hilt of the sword?"
The white-clothed god nodded: "Every time the soul of heaven and earth appears, there must be a duty of heaven. According to our observation, the responsibility of Qingfeng is to destroy the hilt of the sword."
"A hundred years ago, a god from another place passed by and noticed the existence of Qingfeng and wanted to sacrifice it."
"As a result, Qingfeng imprisoned him with the hilt of the sword with the cage."
"The evil aura of the sword hilt suddenly exploded, and the target was not the Qingfeng cage, but this God Transformation."
"Qingfeng also launched an attack at the right time."
"It is equivalent to two immortals of Hedao who took action at the same time, and this god who transformed himself died on the spot."
Zhang Haobo felt thoughtful when he heard this.
"The two of them fought together and were stalemate. But if they were intervened by others, especially those who were weak, they would regard them as provocation."
"Will attack them in groups, right?"
The white-clothed god transformed into a god and fanned the feather fan: "The son can teach you."
Zhang Haobo changed his subject and suddenly said, "But the soul of heaven and earth I mentioned is not Qingfeng."
"The hilt of the sword escaped and I didn't know where I flew to. Qingfeng followed him with it."
The white-clothed god-turned-god action suddenly froze.
"What I am talking about is a soul of heaven and earth that has not yet appeared but is about to appear in the sea of ​​conflated clouds."
Zhang Haobo's eyes were a little dissipated, as if he was recalling something.
The white-clothed god turned into a god, put down the feather fan and stared at Zhang Haobo.
A serious expression.
Above the mountains, dark clouds gathered, covering the sky.
...
Li Fan still knows nothing about what happened outside.
Always immersed in the research of formations.
The person who studied with him finally couldn't bear this extremely perverted ascetic practice after three months and took the initiative to give up.
Choose to leave.
Zhang Zhiliang said nothing, but soon after, he brought back another person to teach the formation.
Li Fan didn't notice the things that happened around him at all.
Focus on studying magic circles.
I feel tired, and I have silver spices ignited.
It didn't stop for a moment.
Zhang Zhiliang looked at Li Fan and became more and more satisfied.
Such days lasted until two years later.
The reminder time set before has come, and Li Fan woke up from the study.
Looking reluctantly at the detailed diagram of the formation in front of him that was split into countless subtle pictures, Li Fan moved his eyes and looked at Zhang Zhiliang.
"Master Zhang, I have something to do and need to go out." Li Fan explained.
Zhang Zhiliang nodded: "You have studied for so long, it's time to go out and relax."
After thinking for a moment, he handed Li Fan a white glowing block.
"I borrow this to protect you from this so as not to have any unexpected situations."
Li Fan observed the blocks in his hand and saw the traces of dozens of formations superposition.
Zhang Zhiliang said again: "This is the formation crown, which is composed of hundreds of different formations superimposed on each other."
"The most precious formation is a moving magic array."
"When you encounter an invincible opponent, you can use this moving array to teleport to a random location a hundred thousand miles away."
"You have been learning from me for so long and should know how this thing is used, so I won't go into details."
Li Fan knew the preciousness of this thing because the formations in this formation were not one-time.
After each excitation, you can wait for it to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy and recharge it.
After the charging is over, you can continue to use it.
Compared to those array diagrams that are often damaged after only a few times, they are much stronger.
Zhang Zhiliang’s ability to hand over this thing to Li Fan also shows his attitude towards Li Fan to a certain extent.
Li Fan immediately thanked Zhang Zhiliang and then left Cezhen Hall.
This time I went out, of course, because I was very close to the time when Canghaizhu was born.
Canghaizhu is a foundation-building object he has set in this life and cannot be misunderstood.
So he left the seclusion early and went to Liuyun Island to squat.
Without rushing to set off, Li Fan inquired about the major events that had occurred in the past two years as usual.
Only then did I know the storm that Zhang Haobo caused.
"It's indeed a big move. It's extraordinary, but extraordinary!" Li Fan exclaimed.
"So, now, the Wanxian Alliance should already know that the Red Flame Burning Sea will happen next."
Chapter completed!