Chen Fan completely relaxed his body and slowly lay on the ground. Everything that happened in the dream was really terrible. The secret of the spirit-raising people was actually hidden deep in their bloodlines.

This time, the blood memory revived, which made him extremely close to the great disaster mentioned by everyone, but he couldn't understand the disaster that the spirit-raising man should eventually be on the black altar, and on the black altar, the man in white and the girl in red came from.

There is also the mysterious ancient black staircase that leads to the altar. Why is it broken? Are the two altars the same? And what happened to those who walk through the other two stone steps?

Chen Fan was unexpectedly no longer at a loss, but instead was like a cat that smelled fishy smell, his mind was filled with excitement.

He inexplicably felt that the things he had just seen were real and happened. As long as he found the clues of any of them, he could find the secrets of the spirit-raising man being annihilated in history.

So, he wants to become stronger.

The stronger he is, the closer he is to those secrets, and one day he can touch it.

Just as Chen Fan was thinking, a knock on the door suddenly came from outside the door. The sound was neither fast nor slow, nor heavy, just three times. Chen Fan immediately jumped up from the ground, sorted out his slightly wrinkled clothes indiscriminately, and then he gently opened the door.

Only then did I realize that it was already dawn.

A middle-aged Taoist stood outside the door with his hands on his back, his black hair did not need to be out of temperament, and his eyes were like a green pool of water, with occasional ripples.

The Taoist robe is dark green, and the cuffs and collar are all woven with the silk of the brilliant yellow water king silkworm. The Taoist robe is embroidered with some strange white silk thread, with a pattern of white crane spreading its wings and stepping on the auspicious clouds.

He is Feng Qingyu, the current head of Liuyun Sword Sect, who is looking at Chen Fan with a smile.

Chen Fan quickly paid a visit, but was entrusted by the head of the sect, and he was spared from his worship.

Feng Qingyu staggered his body and signaled Chen Fan to walk out. When Chen Fan stood beside him, he raised his hand and pointed to the sky.

Chen Fan didn't understand his intentions. As Feng Qingyu's fingers looked around, there was a line of heaven and earth, and there was a dawn breaking through the dawn, and the sky with white fish belly suddenly became golden.

The dark night is like a defeated soldier, fleeing in a panic. The rising sun rises, and the day is in the world!

Chen Fan raised his head in confusion and asked Feng Qingyu with his eyes. Feng Qingyu turned around to face Chen Fan, put his hand on Chen Fan's shoulder, with a three-point smile on his face, but seven-point sharp.

"Don't be afraid, you can practice with peace of mind. We will fight for you."

Chen Fan suddenly realized that Feng Qingyu's actions just now pointed to the sky were to tell him that there was darkness before dawn, but dawn would always come to the world.

He was worried that Chen Fan was too persistent in cultivating the spirit and lost his fighting spirit, so he spoke to comfort him.

Chen Fan felt grateful and also had a heroic spirit. His lips curled up and his eyes were fearless, "Chen Fan thanked the sect for his kindness. If the dawn did not come, then I would use my hand as a knife to tear the dark side and go out to find it myself!"

Feng Qingyu laughed loudly when he heard this, and his voice showed great appreciation and comfort.

"A month later, it will be the Sect Sword Book. I have sent someone to pass on the sword world and send out the news. This time, Jian Dian Liuyun did not send an invitation, but invited everyone in the world to watch the ceremony. Everyone from all directions will be guests." Feng Qingyu carried his hand behind him again, and said in a calm tone.

"Is this a bit inappropriate? The disciples are now at the forefront, and countless people are eyeing each other. Several disciples of Jiuyang have died one after another. They are all related to me. Isn't the head master afraid that these people will come to make trouble?" Chen Fan frowned slightly, as if he couldn't understand why the sect made such a choice.

If a sect opens, there will be too many variables. How can we distinguish between fish and dragons? What if someone takes advantage of the crowd and noisy situation and does something unfavorable to the sect?

"It's okay. On the eve of the ceremony, the Nine Peak Killing Formation will be opened. Mr. Zong will also invite the immortal sword Liuyun to take charge. If someone insists on touching this bad luck, it would be just right." Feng Qingyu said with a smile.

"Why is it just right?" Chen Fan looked at Feng Qingyu in confusion, and even thought about it, he couldn't even think about the meaning of the words in Qingyu's words.

"Hey, I'm discussing with many sects. On the day of the ceremony, in front of various forces, I entrust you with the identity of Liuyun Sword Sect to tell them that you have carried the hope of our Liuyun Sword Sect, whoever touches him will die! If someone makes trouble, it will be a good idea to use him to kill the chicken to warn the monkey." Feng Qingyu's eyebrows raised lightly, and there was a ruthless and ruthless meaning of iron and blood, which slightly changed his temperament and was filled with oppression.

When Chen Fan heard this, he was stunned and shocked to speak.

Jianzi of Liuyun Sword Sect has the status of the elders of the sect, and is the pillar of the future of the sect. The next leader of the sect is to choose among Jianzi, and the least he is also the leader of the peak and is ranked at the center of the sect.

Feng Qingyu nodded at Chen Fan with a smile and said, "Okay, your master is here to pick you up. Have a good rest these days. Three days later, I will ask Shenzhou to take you to the Kuai Cliff of Yunhai to help you condense your veins as soon as possible."

As soon as Feng Qingyu finished speaking, Mu Chenzhou appeared in front of them. A smile flashed in Feng Qingyu's eyes, but Mu Chenzhou clasped his fists slightly to signal. The two laughed for a few words, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. However, Feng Qingyu was the master of a sect, and he left after a while.

Only the master and disciple Mu Chenzhou and Chen Fan were left here. Mu Chenzhou glared at Chen Fan with a strange look and turned around and left first. Chen Fan touched his head awkwardly and followed carefully. He didn't need to guess that the master must have known what happened last night.

"Elder Sun said you are a monkey, it's true. As soon as he came back, he kept hurting the Spirit Vine Sword Pool. Can't you change the place to fight Qiufeng?" Mu Chenzhou said while walking, and there was a hint of helplessness and laughter in his voice.

Chen Fan peeked at Mu Chenzhou with a squinted look, but because Mu Chenzhou did not look back, he couldn't see his expression clearly. Chen Fan did not dare to get into the slap department, and he lowered his eyebrows and looked at the sincere look of listening to the teachings.

Mu Chenzhou suddenly stopped in anger, turned around and bent his fingers, hit Chen Fan on the forehead. Chen Fan had no time to avoid it, and let out a sharp pain and sat on the ground.

"If you don't change your mistakes after repeated warnings, you will commit crimes again and again. In the next three days, you are not allowed to leave the ninth peak half a step."

"Disciple obeys the order." Chen Fan hugged his forehead and immediately responded.

"I've been alive these days and focus on my energy on cultivation so that I can condense my veins as soon as possible. The descendant of the gun on Ercang Mountain has seen the Yusang in Li Shandong. If nothing unexpected happens, I will definitely come to the sect to invite the battle next." Mu Chenzhou said again.

"Just call him here, I'm not afraid of disciples." Chen Fan rubbed his forehead and laughed, feeling a little distracted.

"Also, your grandfather will also appear in the Sword Dian a month later." Mu Chenzhou glanced at Chen Fan and said with an unfathomable smile.

Chen Fan was stunned, suddenly jumped up from the ground, and asked excitedly, "How did Master know that my grandfather will appear? Where is he now?"

Mu Chenzhou had a deep smile on his face. Looking at Chen Fan, who was anxious, he didn't say anything. He turned around and wanted to leave with a wave of his sleeve.

Chen Fan was not willing to do so. He pulled Mu Chenzhou's sleeve and said half-pleased and half-urged: "Master, you said that."

Mu Chenzhou kept walking, looked at Chen Fan with a funny look and joked: "Why, don't you smile at me and pretend to behave?"

"Master, don't tease me. Tell me quickly, how did you know my grandfather will come? You know my grandfather?" Chen Fan said excitedly and couldn't wait.

"I won't answer your question. You will know when you meet your grandfather the day you arrive in Jiandian!" Mu Chenzhou smiled, but when he saw Chen Fan still asking, he reached out and knocked Chen Fan's forehead.

"Listen, don't ask again, and I can't explain it." Chen Fan instinctively noticed a little strange, but he couldn't say it.

Mu Chenzhou said nothing after all, and Chen Fan did not get the answer in the end. He only left a lot of dissatisfaction and doubts back to the room.

Just at this moment, the white-haired beast waiter who had disappeared all night ran in a nerdy head and mind. Its steps were cheerful, its belly was round, and it stretched out its tongue from time to time licked the corner of its mouth. But after seeing Chen Fan, it obviously stopped for a moment.

"Where have you gone?" Chen Fan suddenly had a bad premonition about the waiter's series of actions and couldn't help asking.

The waiter screamed in a silence, jumped and crawled directly into the bed, found a soft and comfortable corner, and lay down.

Chen Fan was surprised. When this waiter was fine, he liked to burrow on his chest and clothes. Why did he become abnormal today?

He walked over in confusion and found that the waiter was hunching comfortably, narrowing his agile eyes slightly, and looking satisfied. At the same time, he was accompanied by an extremely familiar fragrance that came to his face.

Chen Fan's eyes were stunned, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in an instant. This fragrance was unique to the sword marrow spiritual liquid. He slapped his forehead and wanted to cry without tears.

It must have been when Mu Lingyao came to him to go to the Lingteng Sword Pool last night. The little guy followed him secretly. I don’t know what method he used to avoid Mr. Zong’s perception and stayed in the Sword Pool.

With such a strong fragrance, God knows how much it has stolen. Chen Fan reached out and grabbed it, and directly lifted the waiter. Looking at the waiter with a cute look, Chen Fan couldn't laugh or cry.

"Chen Fan, you slutty monkey, get out of here. How did I offend you? I came to harm me as soon as I came back!" A roar of gritting teeth suddenly came from a distance. Chen Fan could hear clearly. It was Elder Sun, who was guarding the Ling Vine Sword Pool, came to the door.

Chen Fan secretly shouted, and asked the waiter: "How much did you steal?"

The waiter looked at Chen Fan with grievance and shook his head. But when he saw Chen Fan's anger rise, he hesitated to stretch out a claw.

Chen Fan closed his eyes and let out a long breath. He opened his eyes without saying a word, then ran away.

Without even leaving the door, he jumped out of the window and ran wildly as if he had sex. Elder Sun instantly caught Chen Fan's figure, and the wind blew under his feet, jumped up and flew directly towards Chen Fan.

"Little Lai Pi Monkey, when I catch you, I will have to remove your bones." Elder Sun said angrily as he stared at Chen Fan's back.

"Master, Master, help me!" Chen Fan asked for help helplessly, feeling sick, and wished he could kill the waiter.
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