"You are cruel...you are cruel..."

The old man of great compassion watched Zhang Fan swallow the tiger with his eyes, swallowing the innate essence that the ancient thunder giant had been tempered for countless years. He suddenly felt like he had eaten a fly, his face was always froze, and his depressed look like a dark cloud was covered with a depressed look. He lowered his head in a very aggrieved manner, muttering: "I am so pitiful, I am so sad..."

He had just urged the Central Purple Mansion Divine Monument to block the castration caused by the power explosion of the ancient thunder giant. How powerful it was. At this time, he showed such an instinctive mind and a naive appearance. The contrast was very clear, which made Shutong and others smile...

But at this time, the old man Daxiong could only mutter.

If it were decades ago when Zhang Fan first obtained the body of Zifuzhou and Land True Immortals, both sides would be mutually beneficial, and no one would be much higher than anyone else;

If it was a moment ago, the Donghuang Realm had not been formed, and the old man of Great Compassion could play a huge role, and even set countless obstacles to Zhang Fan's success to a certain extent.

But he didn't do this, and at this point he could no longer do anything.

Fusang trees, Zifuzhou, and even the cloud pool placed on it, as well as the Zifu divine monument, which is the fundamental treasure of Zifuzhou, have been completely integrated into one, and they have become Zhang Fan's God-turning support. They are controlled by Zhang Fan's thoughts, and birth and death are only in one thought.

Whether it is his nature as a weapon spirit, he has too much hope in Zhang Fan, in short, Zhang Fan is quite grateful for his help. Seeing this, he smiled and shrank into an inch, stepping to the central Purple Mansion Divine Monument. He reached out and patted the shoulders of the old man Daxiu who had exposed half of his body. He smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, old man Daxiu, do you still remember what Zhang promised you in the past?"

"What have you promised?" The old man of great sorrow raised his head with tears in his eyes, looked at Zhang Fan without any focus, and then reacted: "You...you mean..."

There was indescribable excitement in the voice. Inexplicably, Zhang Fan's heart trembled. He had already foreseen that the old man of Great Compassion would say something unreasonable again.

The conversation between the two of them was not hidden from others. Shutong and others immediately raised their ears and listened carefully when they heard the sound.

Manniu Mo Ling may still be confused, but what kind of person Shutong is, he has long seen the roots and feet of the old man Dacheng and his terrifying failure. How can he not be curious about what conditions Zhang Fan could use to get his followers?

Unexpectedly, the old man with great compassion was trembling and excited, but he almost made the words of the Taoist Lord Huashen who broke through the shackles fall to the ground.

"The fairy...little hands..."

The old man with great compassion was not blurred with his old eyes. His tearful eyes miraculously disappeared, with a bright light in his eyes, as if there were stars in his eyes flashing.

"Well"

Not to mention that Shu Tong and others could hardly believe their ears, even with Zhang Fan's understanding of the old man Damei, his earth-shaking cultivation was almost choked by saliva for a moment. Then he waved his hand firmly and said, "No."

"Oh" The old man Dacheng shook his head in disappointment, and even the sound he exhaled seemed weak: "What is that?"

Zhang Fan was so upset that he said a long story short, and said two words:

"Immortal World"

"Immortal Realm?" Shutong exclaimed and asked immediately.

"Immortal World"

The old man Dayue was stunned. The obscene expression that made people disliked him faded away, as if he had fallen into some remembrance, and his temperament changed drastically.

"This is a bit like an immortal magic weapon and an immortal weapon spirit."

Shutong nodded secretly, then focused his attention on Zhang Fan again, waiting for his next sentence.

What is in the fairy world?

It was the Heavenly Palace in the ancient wilderness. Later, it gathered the aura of the fairy spirits of heaven and earth. It suddenly became separated from the human world in the great changes of the ancient times. It was no longer directly connected, but could only go to the dream place of countless immortal cultivators through ascension.

Even Shu Tong was born in the late ancient times, he never saw anyone ascendant in his life, and even those who heard it were false stories.

The fairy world has long become a legend. Even the word "ascendant" has almost become exclusive to the spiritual fairy world. How sad is this?

Now, I actually heard the word "Immortal Realm" from Zhang Fan. This is another targeted person. Could it be that he really knows the way to the Immortal Realm?

This Tianmen experience, whether it is the Fusang tree, the body of the ancient thunder giant, the ancestor of the heavenly being, and even the support of the three ancestors of the heavenly beings, they are all treasures on earth, and they are not allowed to be seen without great luck and great opportunities.

These have never caused Shutong's thoughts to shake for a moment. Zhang Fan's spiritual sense has been extremely sensitive. If Shutong had any distracting thoughts, he would probably not be able to escape his magical eyes.

It is precisely because of its purity and the benefits of its various arrangements in the early years that Zhang Fan looked at him differently.

However, when he heard the word "Immortal Realm", even Shu Tong couldn't help but emit a strange light in his eyes and subconsciously approached a few steps.

"No, it's the fairy world"

Zhang Fan had no intention of hiding it, and nodded calmly, looked back and said to the old man Daxiong, "Old Master Daxiong, but I still remember that Zhang once promised you that one day, if you can do it, you will definitely return to the fairy world as your help."

"Well, you said it." The old man of Daxiong raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "You have a way now? Do you have enough strength?"

It is rare to see the old man Dayue look serious once. Zhang Fan was a little uncomfortable. He laughed a little and then replied: "I have a little clue. If you have a specific idea, you will know the clues when you return to Jiuzhou in the world."

"Old man Great Compassion, since Zhang promised you, he will definitely do it."

"With my current cultivation level, there are only a few people in heaven and earth who can fight for me. If I have the opportunity to enter the legendary fairy world and see the magic method, it will not be in vain for my hard work to practice."

The more he said, the more excited Zhang Fan's heart was, and a breath was surging, as if he could fly through the sky at any time and meet an immortal.

In countless years, the smoke of ancient gunpowder has dissipated, and it has become a legend in ancient times. The Nine Provinces Nascent Soul is called the Lord, and the influence of the Spirit Immortal Realm is declining. The current immortal cultivators are more or less suspicious of the existence of the Immortal Realm.

However, Zhang Fan does not include this.

In the underground world in the past, although I never saw even an immortal with my own eyes, it was enough to prove that existence does exist, and legends are not false.

"perhaps……"

"The bronze tripod...the mystery of the Demon King Golden Crow, and even why I came to this world, I might get the answer in it."

What Zhang Fan said was not false. He did have some ideas about the existence of the fairy world and how to find a way. In the end, he still needs to fall into the spiritual fairy world.

Many years ago, when he heard Mr. Ku mention the origin of the Lingxian Realm for the first time, he felt somewhat doubtful, and felt that something had been ignored.

As my cultivation grows and my mind is perfect, my heart becomes more and more clear. As I think too much, I will always gain something.

Inaction before, I just didn't want to slam the big tree and hit the stone with my eggs.

Now, everything is very different.

Just based on the theory of cultivation realm, Zhang Fan just stabilized the realm of transformation of the gods, and it was nothing among the spiritual immortals in the spiritual immortal world, let alone those giant demon kings who have survived in ancient times.

However, throughout the ages, how can there be a purely based on cultivation to determine the outcome? If this is the case, what else should we fight? Everyone will show each other's cultivation, will the weak be punished?

He defeats the strong with the weak and kills people higher than the level... He has never done such things since he entered the world of immortal cultivation.

Now he has an unprecedented support for the God Transformation - the Eastern Emperor Realm, and many great magical powers that can fully exert their power by reaching the God Transformation Realm. Even if the strongest people in the Spirit Immortal Realm are in front of him, he is not afraid of a fight.

Zhang Fan, have this capital

"good"

"Go home, go home"

"The fairy world is my home of great compassion."

The old man Dayue jumped out of the central Purple Mansion Divine Monument, and his words jumped out like cannons. The content of the words was not like a thousand-year-old monster, but more like a homesick child.

The spirit of the weapon is ultimately the spirit of the weapon. Even if it looks like a human, it is always different from the human in some aspects.

In other words, it is more like a "person" than a "person".

The people here refer to pure people. If a human being who has been practicing immortality for thousands of years, he will never have such naive ideas. It is normal for ordinary mortals to return to their roots.

Zhang Fan and Shutong were confused for a moment, as if they could not tell which one was "people".

"Hey, hey, my friend, if you have time, you will digest your energy. Don't be bored for a hundred or eighty years in this place where birds don't poop. It will make me sorrowful to be miserable."

"I'm already miserable."

Speaking of later, the old man Dacheng looked a little tearful again.

"Yes, it's time to go back."

Zhang Fan came to his senses and said with a smile.

The innate essence and energy are all kinds of magical uses. It cannot be studied thoroughly and fully utilized in a short period of time, but it is just a bag to be safe.

The most urgent thing now is

"go home"

"go home"

Shu Tong was silent, and felt a little timid in his heart. He used to avoid disasters and practice the fairy world underground, and then went to the clouds and was trapped in Yunyuan, until today.

If we really want to talk about it, the last days of cultivating immortals after ancient times, and the prosperity of cultivating immortals in Jiuzhou today, the whole long time was also the time when his uncle Tong left his hometown.

"go home"

Zhang Fan's mind suddenly flashed one by one, and his face flashed through his eyes, timeless and profound, as if he was in front of him, lifelike.

"Grandpa...Xiruo...Little Dragon...Youyou..."

It's dear, it's love

"The Master Ku Daoist Ku Lao... Zhulong Zhu Jiuxiao... Master Feng Jiuling..."

Yes respect, Yes admire

This is a sealed image in memory. When Zhang Fan’s thoughts return, he seems to have a sense of response and is active one by one.

"go home!"

For a moment, I don’t know whether it was influenced by the old man of great compassion or because of this feeling, the thought of returning could no longer be restrained and came from the depths of my soul.

After a word was expressed, Zhang Fan stepped forward and changed the world.
Chapter completed!