Seeing Jueshang's slightly aged look at this time, Fanchuan felt a little unspeakable. He was very uncomfortable. He didn't know whether it was guilt or something. In short, Fanchuan felt that he owed Jueshang a lot.
So Fanchuan looked at Juebei and said sincerely: "Senior, I will definitely come to visit you every once in a while. As for the future...I will definitely..."
"Young man, you don't have to make any promises to me. I'm fine as I am now. I'm just a little lonely. Everything else is fine. No one will bother me yet, and I don't have to worry about the complicated things anymore." Jueshang always likes to interrupt Fanchuan.
, at this time, Juepan had the demeanor of a hidden master, giving people a feeling of being unmatched.
"senior……"
"Go back, fate has a beginning and an end, don't care too much"
Juesei finished speaking calmly, and his body began to blur. Fanchuan knew that this was Juesei and wanted to hide it again. After thinking about Juesei's words just now, Fanchuan did not say anything to stop him. For just a moment, Juesei was blurry.
The figure disappeared. In the empty Forbidden Immortal Pond, only Fanchuan and Wanling were left.
After the surroundings calmed down, Fanchuan turned to look at Wan Ling, calmed down the guilt he had just felt towards Juesang, and said warmly: "Ling'er, let's go back to Yeyue Gate first? After some time, the two of us will
Come again and pay homage to Senior Juehei."
"I listen to you," Wan Ling looked at Fanchuan and said obediently.
Wan Ling didn't feel deeply about Juesei, so Juesei's disappearance did not have much impact on Wan Ling.
"Okay, let's go." As he spoke, Fanchuan naturally held Wan Ling's little hand, causing Wan Ling's cheeks to turn crimson again. This young lady who had been at Yeyuemen before had never been attracted by any man.
This happened to her, including her brother Huaichen.
Although the roads in the Forbidden Immortal Pond are complicated, Fanchuan is already a frequent visitor to the Forbidden Immortal Pond, and from the first time he mistakenly entered the Forbidden Immortal Pond, Fanchuan had already remembered the way he came. After a while of beating around the bush
, the two finally reached the exit of Guanyun Pond above.
Fanchuan did not stop, and immediately used the Broken Star Flying Sword. After integrating the sword's true energy, the Broken Star Flying Sword took Fanchuan and Wan Ling up at an extremely fast speed, and this time Wan Ling
Ling Ze was no longer shy like when the two were flying swords together before, but hugged Fan Chuan tightly from behind.
Fanchuan didn't move his body, letting Wan Ling embrace each other, feeling Wan Ling's weak body, and almost became intoxicated again, but a trace of calmness and sobriety in his mind suppressed the clear impulse in time.
After the Star-Shattering Sword, which was full of energy, flew at high speed for a while, the two of them, Fanchuan, felt a little depressed. After the sudden feeling of depression disappeared, their eyes suddenly opened up, and they had a panoramic view of the Cloud Viewing Pond.
"We're here, Ling'er"
While speaking, Fanchuan retracted the Star-Shattering Flying Sword, turned his head and looked at the entrance of the Forbidden Immortal Pond behind him. He took out a trace of Qi from his body and struck it at the entrance. The entrance was instantly blurred with a shadow wall, and the shadow wall was blurred.
It looks like the stream in Guanyun Pond.
Upon closer inspection, it is difficult to find that there is an entrance here. Fanchuan does not want others to disturb Jue, but Fanchuan does not know that even if others can find the entrance, they cannot enter. Fanchuan is an exception, and Fanchuan has it in his hands.
The bracelet you wear has a great relationship.
"Fanchuan, why do I feel that the Yeyue Gate is in such a mess now? I have an uneasy feeling," Wan Ling said with a slightly sick expression.
Hearing Wan Ling's question, Fanchuan put his hands on Wan Ling's shoulders and said gently: "It's okay, I'm here. Let's go to the palace and have a clear look."
Fanchuan's words were just to comfort Wan Ling. In fact, Wan Ling's cultivation level was almost the same as Fanchuan's, they were both in the realm of achievement.
"Well, I listen to you." Wan Ling nodded obediently, a trace of her hair flying in the wind, making people think again and again.
At the moment, Fanchuan did not use the Star-Shattering Flying Sword anymore, but wanted to walk to the sect master's palace, because Fanchuan wanted to observe the changes in Yeyue Sect in the past ten years during this walking distance. Fanchuan had already
When he entered the Forbidden Immortal Pond, he felt faintly uneasy. If he had just flown directly to the sect master's palace, many of the real situations would not have been discovered. Fanchuan thought this, and then took Wan Ling's hand and walked out of Guanyun.
Pool.
Wan Ling was held by Fanchuan's hand. She did not struggle, but followed Fanchuan with a slightly red face.
While walking, Fanchuan suddenly turned to look at Wanling, and at the same time, he took out the Xili belt that Yanzi had given to Fanchuan back in Muji City on the Zijin Continent. Fanchuan was effortless.
He took out a gauze scarf from Xili's belt. The gauze scarf was originally pink and had a faint fragrance.
"Ling'er, you put this scarf around your face so that the disciples in Yeyue Sect won't recognize you. We want to see the truest situation in Yeyue Sect, so we can only aggrieve you, and
I am the new sect master, and few of the disciples in the Yeyue Sect have met me. Most of them only know my name, but don’t know my face." As he spoke, Fanchuan handed the gauze scarf in his hand to Wan.
In the hands of the spirit.
Wan Ling looked at the gauze scarf that Fan Chuan suddenly took out, her expression was a little dazed, as if she was wondering where Fan Chuan got the woman's gauze scarf. However, after listening to Fan Chuan's explanation, Wan Ling was obedient and did not question it.
He put a gauze scarf around his face.
"People are beautiful no matter what they look like." Fanchuan couldn't help but smile as he saw Wan Ling put on a gauze scarf.
"Stinky Fanchuan..." Wan Ling whispered shyly after hearing Fanchuan's praise.
"Hey, let's go." As he spoke, Fanchuan took Wan Ling's little hand again and walked away towards the sect leader's palace.
The rippling breeze mixed with the fragrance of the trees brushed their faces, and accompanied by the chirping of some unknown little creatures around them, the two of them just admired the scenery of Yeyue Gate and observed the changes in Yeyue Gate.
, but what makes Fanchuan strange is that after walking for so long, he didn’t meet a single Ye Yue.
He is a cultivator of the sect, and he can't feel any fluctuations of true energy, which makes Fanchuan very puzzled. Like the Yeyue Sect in the past, although it is a retired cultivation sect with few disciples, but the affiliation of the Yeyue Sect is
You can see them everywhere in the field. Why haven’t you seen any Yeyue Sect disciples today?
"Smelly Fanchuan, do you feel strange? It's too quiet." Just as Fanchuan was wondering, Wan Ling spoke up.
It seems that Wan Ling also discovered this scene. Fanchuan seemed to be thinking about something and echoed: "Well, there is no one."
Wan Ling seemed to have gotten the answer he wanted, and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, there is no one, it's so strange."
Fanchuan did not reply to Wan Ling's words. He held Wan Ling's little hand and walked quickly forward with a solemn expression.
Just when the palace of the leader of the Yeyue Sect appeared vaguely in their sight, Fanchuan suddenly sensed a weak fluctuation of zhenqi and immediately looked around, only to see a cultivation disciple from the Yeyue Sect hurriedly
He ran towards the sect master's palace, the panic on his face was obvious.
After finally encountering a cultivator, how could Fanchuan let him go? Fanchuan and Wan Ling were quickly chasing after the anxious cultivator.
"Brother, please wait a moment. I want to ask you something." When he was about to approach the cultivation disciple, Fanchuan immediately shouted.
When the cultivation disciple heard someone calling him, he immediately turned to look at Fanchuan and Fanchuan in panic. After seeing Fanchuan and Fanchuan's appearance clearly, the panic expression on his face slowly dissipated and was replaced by a worried look.
He looked at Fanchuan and Fanchuan with evasive eyes and said, "Who are you two? If you have nothing to do, don't come out. It's better to go back to the quiet room to cultivate." After the cultivator finished speaking, he looked at Wan Ling,
There was a somewhat puzzled expression on his face. He didn't know why the woman with a great figure in front of him was wearing a veil.
"Oh, we are the 19th generation disciples of Yeyue Sect. We have just left the cultivator. I am called Juebei. Her name is Yanzi. She is my sister. I see that the younger brother is looking so panicked. What happened?
Are you there? And why are there so few people in Yeyue Gate today?" Fanchuan pointed at himself and Wan Ling respectively and said.
In order to conceal his and Wan Ling's identities, Fanchuan casually borrowed the names of Jueshang and Yanzi, and also remembered that Bai Pingren was the nineteenth generation disciple of Yeyue Sect, so he also added this title to himself.
After listening to Fanchuan's words, the cultivator relaxed a little, but still said in a worried tone: "Hello, senior brother and senior sister, my name is Zhong Bei, I am the 21st disciple of Yeyue Sect, my teacher is Chengzi.
Elder Yue..."
"Sister Ziyue..." Wan Ling seemed a little excited after hearing Ziyue's name. She suddenly stood up, interrupted the cultivator named Zhong Bei, and spoke.
Upon seeing this, Fanchuan immediately pushed Wan Ling back behind him, stopped Wan Ling's words that he wanted to continue, and looked at Wan Ling with a serious look.
After Wan Ling saw Fan Chuan's eyes, she knew that she had been negligent. She immediately lowered her head and hid behind Fan Chuan obediently, not making any sound.
Zhong Bei looked at Fanchuan and the two hiding together and didn't know what to do. He was about to ask his doubts, but he only heard Fanchuan speak first.
"Brother Zhong Bei, I'm sorry, my sister is ignorant, don't worry about it." Seeing Zhong Bei's puzzled expression disappear, Fanchuan then continued: "Why is Brother Zhong Bei so panicked? And there are other things.
Why are there so few people today?" Fanchuan asked his question again, diverting Zhong Bei's attention.
"Oh, alas, it's a long story. You guys just came out of seclusion as cultivators and you didn't know about it. Alas..." Zhong Bei sighed twice in succession. His expression seemed a little decadent and a little fearful, and he continued: "Since
After Huaichen Sect Master ascended to the immortal world, a young cultivator named Fanchuan inherited the throne. However, Sect Master Fanchuan disappeared shortly after he became the sect leader, and all the rights were handed over to Elder Zheng Li, but within the sect,
Many elders were unconvinced, but although most of the elders were unconvinced, they finally accepted it, and they were all waiting for Sect Master Fanchuan to come back and uphold justice again, but there was one elder and his disciples who were still unconvinced." Zhong Bei said this.
He looked around furtively with some fear in his eyes. After seeing that there was no one there, he said: "It's Elder Qingxie and his disciple Lin Zhe..."
"Lin Zhe?" Fanchuan, who was listening too seriously, said casually after hearing Lin Zhe's name.
Hearing Fanchuan say Lin Zhe's name, Zhong Bei shrank back a distance, looked at Fanchuan defensively and said, "You...you know Lin Zhe? Are you in the same group?"