Chapter 1246: Establishing Seven disciples, the foundation of the great way! (Part 2)

"Uncle, are you willing to meet Ling'er?"

Clear is not as bright as some eyes in the world. With a name, it spans hundreds of years and is so memorable that it is as tender as it was back then.

Ling'er hugged her arms and a snow-white marten poked out from her arms. I don't know if it was the one from that year or its generations.

Looking at the woman in front of her who was both strange and unspeakable, Zhang Fan seemed to have returned to his youth in a trance.

A newborn calf, experienced the storm at sea, saw a generation of heroic spirit, brought treasures, protected the orphans, and fled thousands of miles away...

"Ling'er"

This little girl, born blind, has pity for living beings and has a pitiful sensibility. She still remembers the day she flew in the storm and was temporarily avoided on the island...

Their contact was not long. As Zhang Fan returned to Qinzhou, he suddenly heard that his senior brother died. He was furious and started killing, and entrusted Ling'er to Bai Yiyi, who was also talented and good at communicating with spiritual beasts.

In the hundreds of years since then, only nearly a hundred years ago, I had a chance to meet in the wilderness of the northern border.

Today, Zhang Fan seems to have fallen into a unique realm. Every time he encounters, all kinds of the past are like flowing water, flowing out memories, and filling his mind.

"Uncle, wait for me to grow up"

The tender voice with helplessness and sorrow sounded like yesterday, and a hundred years in a flash.

"Ling'er, you've grown up."

Zhang Fan blurted out without realizing it and smiled.

He shook his head and stared at Bai Yiyi, who was as beautiful as before, but with a little frosty as before, and smiled and said, "Miss Bai, I haven't seen her for many years, and her style is still the same. Zhang is very happy. Now that he is here today, he might as well go to Dongyang Peak to get together with Xiruo."

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, his disciples of the Faxiang Sect led Bai Yiyi to the Dongyang Peak.

Knowing that he had left Ling'er, Bai Yiyi would have intended to be useful, so she just glanced at him deeply and followed the disciple away.

Wind bells all the way

Although she was born with incompleteness, her heart was as bright as a mirror. Bai Yiyi today was not comparable to Qinzhou's leader in Wuhui Valley. However, after hundreds of years, Zhang Fan, who was still inferior to her back then, had already reached a point where she even hoped to look up to her.

There is no intersection between the two

"A drink and peck, is it God's destiny?"

Zhang Fan shook his head, looked up at the sky, as if he felt something, and slowly spoke:

"Ling'er, the ancestors of the Northern Xinjiang have been suppressed, and you can also break the restrictions left by him. They rushed here from Northern Xinjiang and appeared in front of me at this time, proving that you and I have a relationship with master and disciple."

"Hundreds of years ago, your father gave me the Nine-Turn God Cauldron and asked me to take care of you."

“I didn’t do it.”

"Today, I will accept Ling'er, you are my five disciples."

...

In fact, Ling'er said something wrong just now. It was not that Zhang Fan did not recognize them, but that he did not notice their arrival at all.

To spread the way of the world, to speak the way of the great way is simple, but when it comes to doing it, it is not just those who are immersed in it.

During these ten years, Zhang Fan himself has entered a state of selflessness. Except for the Great Way of the Yuanshen and the Method of Eternal Life, all the spirit immortals with no intention, and millions of listeners, cannot leave any trace in his heart.

In the past, Bai Yiyi and Shi Ling'er and his disciples were valued and trapped by the ancestors of the northern border to control monsters and command their fellow clans who had no intelligence to speak of.

With this identity, although Bai Yiyi and Ling'er are still under prison status, their status is respected. Just like what Zhang Fan saw in the northern border, Ling'er was called the saint by the alien race in the northern border.

Ten years ago, after the ancestor of the Northern Xinjiang was suppressed by Zhang Fan at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, Zhang Fan never thought of them. However, the ancestor of the Northern Xinjiang really couldn't underestimate it, and he didn't know what methods he had set up in his nest in the Northern Xinjiang, which made Zhang Fan's divine thoughts not find the master and apprentice.

Back then, Zhang Fan used his divine thoughts to break the sky and almost subverted the northern border. In addition to forcing the ancestors of the northern border to come and fight him, there was also the intention of finding these two women.

Although he was futile later, he never let it go. After suppressing the ancestors of the Northern Frontier, he once again crossed the nine states with his divine thoughts, and set off a terrifying storm like a mad thunder and heavenly tribulation in the Northern Frontier.

This storm is not about killing alien creatures, but about using the power of destruction to erase all the breath left by the ancestors of the Northern Xinjiang in one fell swoop.

With such means, even if the ancestors of the Northern Xinjiang still had any secret tricks and magic restrictions in the Northern Xinjiang, they still went to nine out of ten stops. It would be not difficult for Bai Yiyi and Shi Ling'er to escape from the trouble.

As for how they will do after they escape, it is not something Zhang Fan can control.

This is exactly what Zhang Fan said, "Is it the destiny of heaven". If Ling'er had not rushed to Qinzhou and listened to the Eastern Imperial Palace after she escaped from the trap, then she would naturally not have the opportunity to become Zhang Fan's fifth disciple today.

"The fifth disciple of Donghuang, Shi Ling'er"

The loss of millions of immortals gathered was drowned out, which was enough for those with the firmest mind to bear it. When Ling'er was at the center of it, she seemed to be unaware of it.

She just stared at Zhang Fan with a godless gaze for a while, and finally sighed quietly, worshiping again with the teacher's courtesy:

"Uncle, Ling'er listens to you."

"Uncle?" Zhang Fan shook his head, sighed secretly, then reached into his sleeve, and when he reappeared, a scroll lay flat on his palm.

"Ling'er, this treasure is a catalog of ten thousand beasts. It is used to collect the spirits of all evil spirits in the Zhoutian Star Map, and condense the essence of all beasts into it. It can be used to evolve the spirits of all heavens, ancient alien species, and the real monsters of all beasts, regardless of their intelligence and strength."

"As long as the spiritual power is inexhaustible, the evolved strange beasts will not disperse, and you can control Ling'er freely."

As he said that, Zhang Fan pushed the catalogue of Ten Thousand Beasts and flew towards Ling'er. Along the way, countless groups of monsters appeared on it, and even more vague sounds came from the roar of the ancient wilderness, which was there and there were, shocking the soul.

For a moment, the eyes of millions of immortals were condensed on this treasure, and the saliva could be read from the eyes.

The Ten Thousand Beasts Catalogue is different from the treasures that Zhang Fan had previously rewarded with his disciples. It is not the treasure he once carried with him, but the one he made by his new personalities.

Just looking at the compatibility of this treasure and Ling'er's own talent and qualifications, it is not difficult to understand that this is what Zhang Fan had prepared for Ling'er for a long time.

"Can't it..."

"Has the so-called seven disciples of Emperor Dong had already decided to do it?"

"Do we still have a chance?"

Among the millions of immortals, countless people were in doubt, but they didn't dare to ask, so they could only hold it in their hearts and were almost depressed.

Compared with their desire and excitement, Ling'er seemed extremely calm and calmly put the picture of the beasts in her white little hands, feeling the resonance between the breath and her own talent. A look of joy and gloomy appeared on her face, which was indescribable.

"Ling'er, Uncle Xie gives treasure"

He bowed and thanked him as a disciple, but he still never called him "Master".

When it came to my head, I could not say anything with "Uncle" and I could not say anything with "Master".

Seeing this, Zhang Fan shook his head, nodded again, and finally looked away.

"The sixth disciple of my class..."

As soon as he said this, many people raised their hearts to their throats, wishing they could immediately jump out of Zhang Fan's mouth.

Just at this moment, a long laugh and several congratulations came from the distant sky.

“Hahahahaha~~~~”

"Congratulations to Brother Zhang, I'm really happy to accept the good disciple~"

A smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face, but it was an old friend who came.

Several streams of light suddenly broke through the sky, and entered the Eastern Palace with more than ten powerful auras and appeared in front of everyone.

First, we should walk with our hands together for a man and a woman. Looking at their intimate situations, we should be a Taoist couple.

The man is handsome and elegant in purple robe, and he is full of heroism while looking around. The woman has a veil on her face and covers her appearance. Her water-blue robe is shining with a soft light, as if the blue sea is condensed.

The previous laughter was exactly what the man said.

Behind the two of them, several people were walking side by side, all with a deep breath as deep as the sea. The human race cultivated immortals, and there were many demon races transformed into shapes, and none of them were mediocre.

"Brother Long, I haven't seen each other for many years, and my majesty is still as good as that time. Is this fellow Shui Qilin, one of the seven major sea overlords?"

Zhang Fan's eyes turned and he smiled.

Long Fuhai needs no mention. Zhang Fan had been living overseas for many years and had the earliest and deepest relationship with him. It was this purple jade dragon.

Needless to say, the woman next to him was Shui Qilin, one of the overlords of the Seven Seas.

Back then, Long Fuhai, Shu Tuntian, Li Peng and others left the Great Desert Island to understand her danger. Now it seems that they will appear here together, as if the dust has settled.

Zhang Fan pointed at Shui Qilin with his eyes, then turned his eyes behind them, and wherever he could see it was an old friend.

Among the millions of immortals present, many people who know much about the overseas world of immortal cultivation immediately called out the names of the visitors:

"Swallowing the Sky Rat Swallowing the Sky"

"Golden Back Big Peng Li Peng"

...

"That's Star Lord Xi Ce..."

"There are also brothers and sisters of Yongye Xinglan, Young Master Yongye, Fairy Xinglan..."

...

The name of one person was called out, and the worst was a generation of strong men who had been in the realm of Nascent Soul for hundreds of years. They came together, and the momentum they gathered together made people look at each other.

"My fellow Taoists are polite, and Zhang has never been to welcome you, don't blame me."

Zhang Fan treated them one by one, and suddenly realized in his heart.

The so-called time comes to heaven and earth to leverage power. He is undoubtedly in this state now, with luck connected, and many things will appear one after another.
To be continued...