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Chapter 1220 Return (6) Kyushu shakes, ten thousand immortals are together

Qinzhou, the nine states in the world, is located in the east, the sea in the south, and the provinces in the northwest. It is an ancient important town for immortal cultivation. Today, the top sects of the Dharma Xiang Sect in Jiuzhou are sphere of influence...

Lianyun Mountains are located in Qinzhou, rising and falling, and thousands of miles away. The main peak is close to the side, and all the people who come and go, and there are no mediocre people who stay or leave.

After hundreds of years, the scene outside the mountain gate of Faxiang Sect is not much different from that of Zhang Fan when he was a teenager in the past. It is just that it is becoming more prosperous and adds power.

From time to time, some immortal cultivators pass by, all of them look up at the mountain gate of the Dharma Xiang Sect with admiration, especially those disciples of the Dharma Xiang Sect who are indestructible, whether they are in the inner and outer sects, they are envious and wish they can replace them with their bodies.

Among them, there are many junior monks who have just entered the immortal path. At this time, there will be many teachers, seniors and others who will tell the Faxiang Sect in detail that the ancient, brilliant and powerful one cannot avoid one person-Zhang Fan

Donghua real person, Zhang Fan

Rising like a comet, the peerless genius who was once amazing and charming, and the younger generation had no resistance. Qinzhou was forced to leave for a hundred years, and returned to the realm of the Yuanying Realm after a hundred years. The demon emperor's magic was famous for a while, and his combat power was even better than that of the older generation of real people. He was even better than that of the older generation of real people. He was far away from overseas, looked down on the world, and fought for life without losing. He held the Zhoutian Star Map, broke all the invading enemies, and suppressed the world with his own strength. No one dared to face it...

Many deeds are filled with praise, and they often speak dry mouth, and they can't finish their true desires and can't finish their words.

Such things will be performed almost every day outside the mountain gate of the Faxiang Sect on the Qinzhou land. The name of Donghua Zhenren Zhang Fan is extremely loud in the hearts of countless younger generations of immortal cultivators, and is comparable to those of the legendary ancient masters.

"What happened later?...What happened later?"

"Why hasn't there been any news about Donghua's real person over the years?"

Often, after the older generation of immortal cultivators finished their talk with unfulfilled intentions, they had not had time to drink a sip of spiritual tea to moisten their throats, young immortal cultivators would ask in this way.

At this time, most of the seniors who seemed to know the story of it would get stuck, and then said mysteriously: "I heard from someone in the Dharma Xiang Sect that Donghua is traveling all over the world, traveling all over the nine provinces, looking for opportunities to break through the realm of transformation of the gods, maybe..."

"What may be?"

"Maybe when he appears again, he will be the Taoist Lord of the God who will live forever and live with heaven and earth."

"Justice God~"

At this time, the young monks often yearn for it, for immortality, how noble and beautiful it is. Even if the spiritual roots are poor and the situation is difficult, as long as there are people who have been practicing immortality for a day, there is nothing they don’t want to look forward to.

"I really want to see when will I meet Donghua and ask him for help in person. If I can worship him under his own disciple, maybe I will have hope of immortality, wouldn't it be wonderful?"

When the young monks finally sighed so much, the elders would encourage each other, which was nothing more than "you have a chance", "no problem", "so you must work hard to practice and don't slack off". In fact, they all cursed in their hearts, "I don't have such an opportunity", etc., which are not worth telling outsiders.

...

No one knows that just today, just as the above scenes were being staged continuously as usual, the entire Qinzhou sect, and even all the Jiuzhou sects were shocked.

"I, Zhang Fan, Faxiang Sect, are back."

On the land of Jiuzhou, all real people with cultivation in the Nascent Soul realm are in seclusion, or fighting to seize treasures; whether they are sitting in the sect or exploring relics; even if they are forbidden and blockade, magic suppression...

No matter what the situation is, no matter what you are doing, there is a sentence in my mind at the same time.

At the same time, when you ignore all obstacles and break through all barriers, that sentence is like a decree of the Heavenly Court, which has been poured into everyone's minds with the thoughts of the whole world.

"Faxiang School"

"Donghua real person... Zhang Fan..."

In addition to being shocked and fearful, thoughts emerged in their hearts, and eventually they all came to four words:

"The Great Success of the Soul"

Some are shocked, some are happy, some are afraid, some are worried...

The unfathomable Nascent Soul Real People, who are usually unfathomable in the eyes of younger monks, seem to have suddenly lost their calmness, and their emotions are all over the face.

...

"I, Zhang Fan, Faxiang Sect, are back."

Stepping out of the 100,000 mountains, landing at the Qinzhou area, and looking at the Lianyun Mountains like a giant dragon lying in the distance, Zhang Fan couldn't help feeling excited and almost uncontrollable.

A huge divine thought suddenly burst out, reaching the wilderness in the north, passing east, and plundering the states in the west. Most of them swept through Qinzhou, not missing an inch of land. Even every grass and tree were clearly seen in their hearts and felt very close.

Zhang Fan's spiritual sense is so strong that it is unparalleled in the world. This kind of power higher than spiritual consciousness and originates from the soul. It is said that he can sweep across the three realms and observe everything. Although he has not reached such a state, he is not far apart. The vast world of Jiuzhou Heaven and Earth is almost like a pattern on his palm.

At this time, he completely understood how big the gap was between the Lord of the God of the God and the Yuanying True Man. In the process of the spiritual thought sweeping across the world, no Yuanying True Man's spiritual consciousness could hide his perception, and no one's spiritual consciousness could resist his voice transmission.

This feeling of overtaking everything seems to be peering down from the throne at the highest point of the heavenly court. The Nine Provinces are just a picture on the table. The cultivator is nothing more than a small citizen, so no one can describe it in words.

"Huh~~"

After a long time, Zhang Fan let out a long breath and suppressed his stimulating mood.

In the past few hundred years, he had never been so excited at this moment, setting foot in other places, going down to the foreign lands underground, and reaching the wilderness of the overseas...

Even when Qinzhou suffered a disaster in the past, he was far from returning again for a hundred years, he was not as good as this time.

It is not surprising that Zhang Fan felt this way. His previous departure was to embark on a journey and climb the rugged fairy road. He was carrying an indomitable heart and did not dare to relax when he returned, but more of the preparation for the next battle.

This time, it was very different.

As soon as Zhang Fanfu stepped into the Qinzhou land, many thoughts surged in his mind, as if the strange grass and trees were expressing joy and telling his thoughts when he was young.

A slightly tender voice, unfamiliar with incomparable familiarity, chanting word by word:

...

"What we seek for is eternity in the long journey of fairyland.

There are thousands of ways and doors, and the struggle is freedom.

Only by living in the world without rotting with plants and trees is the highest desire of living beings.

What else can I ask for besides immortality?

But please:

The heaven cannot shirk my will, the earth cannot shirk my heart, and the life and death are fucked by my hands, and everything goes as you wish."

"What's the purpose of practicing? Just seek immortality

What is the use of spells? But for freedom”

It is for: immortality, eternal freedom

With the same way as walking on the thin ice heart and doing bravely and diligently, this is the method of seeking the Tao and a firm mind of the Tao.

...

After more than a hundred years of events, life is like a dream. How many things are forgotten and how many colors fade away. However, when I was young, I persisted for a long time and became new and deeply rooted in my bones.

"Eternal life...Eternal freedom..."

"Did I do it... Did I do it..."

Zhang Fan seemed to have entered a mysterious realm. He did not fly in the air and had never been in a flash. He just walked step by step towards the Faxiang Sect with his feet on the ground.

Like a pilgrimage, I asked my heart, "Have I done it?" A simple sentence seems to be a yellow bell, echoing endlessly

The difficulty of cultivating immortals when I was young, the pride of showing off when I was young, the unwillingness to leave my hometown, and the joy of spreading the world...

Scenes over hundreds of years have emerged one after another, looking back at the past and turning into a sigh.

One day, two days, three days...ten days...twenty days...one hundred days

Zhang Fan walked on foot and asked about his original heart. He finally arrived at the foot of Lianyun Mountain Range and in front of the gate of Faxiangzong Mountain.

Looking up at the clouds, the mist and clouds are circling like dragons, cranes spread their wings in the sky, and the sounds of jade chimes spread throughout the world, and the indescribable joy fills the space.

Hundreds of years ago, it was here that Zhang Fan embarked on the road to cultivating immortals...

Hundreds of years later, it was also here that Zhang Fan returned to the sect after using his spiritual transformation and his supreme divine thoughts to shock the heroes.

"Huh~~"

He let out another long breath. This breath was stuffy in Zhang Fan's chest for a hundred days. He accompanied him back to the mountain. As he asked about his original heart, he finally retired and returned to heaven and earth.

"People in immortality, maybe"

"Eternal immortality may not be"

“It’s free and easy…”

Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes and shone coldly, looking at somewhere in the void as if he was unintentionally. His eyes were extremely deep, as if he could swallow everything.

After a long time, he slowly withdrew his gaze and covered his sharpness. A warm smile appeared on his face. He looked at the clouds and mist that spread in front of him, resounding through the bronze bells and jade chimes in the world, and familiar figures.

Zhu Jiuxiao... Fengjiuling... Grandpa... Xiruo... Longyun... Longer... Longer...

The familiar figures and warm smiles are as if winter is coming and spring is coming, and the earth is warming up, which is enough to eliminate all haze and make people intoxicated.

They walked down step by step along the stairs made of continuous clouds and met out of the mountain gate.

Behind everyone, tens of thousands of disciples of the Faxiang Sect followed each other. Everyone stepped on the Dharma Xiang Sect's standard magic weapons and lined up in two rows in the void. The breath was mixed and the power was amazing, covering the entire Lianyun Mountains.

Zhang Fan could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart. He took one step and appeared again, he was already in front of everyone.

Zhu Jiuxiao, Feng Jiuling and others all smiled, but did not come forward to talk, but just nodded to say anything. They could not understand the meaning of it.

Zhang Fan smiled gratefully and then came to the front of the old man, Xiruo, Youyou and others.

"Come back?"

"It's back"

In the extremely simple words, there is a love that cannot be expressed in words. It is just that it is not the time and cannot be vented, and it is all indifferent.

When Zhang Fan held the hands of the old man and Xiruo, facing the mountain gate of the Faxiang Sect, a sound that was so magnificent that it could spread throughout Qinzhou sounded loudly:

"Disciples of the Faxiang Sect, welcome the ancestor back to the mountain"

"Congratulations to the age of immortality, to become an immortal body, to be free in the soul, to be immeasurable, to be blessed with the heaven and earth, to be as bright as the sun and the moon..."

"Master He..."

“…”

Repeat over and over again, one sound of turbulence, one wave higher than another, until the heaven and earth echo together, and the whole world is witness.

At this moment, the entire Qinzhou and even the huge Jiuzhou, except for these congratulations, the rest of them lost their voices.
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