"Huh~"

The wind is howling, and the clouds are rolling and unfolding outside the sky. In an instant, the white clouds and the colorful clouds are reflected by the morning glow. Suddenly, the clouds are dispersed...

From it, a cloud dragon rushed out and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye.

"Hahaha"

"What a treasure! Above the Nine Heavens, there is a strong wind outside, with clouds trampling under your feet, and the rising sun looks particularly red, as huge as a disk, hanging in the east.

When I was in it, I felt that the whole world seemed particularly empty, except for myself, there was no red sun, and nothing else.

Xiang Mingchang smiled, feeling the pleasure of surrounding the world and spreading all over the world. After stomping his feet, he asked curiously: "Brother, what treasure is this? So extraordinary?"

The unusual and obvious treasure is that it is not easy to be as smooth as walking on flat ground at such a height and speed. Even Xiang Ming's identity in Duobao Pavilion, he has never seen such a treasure.

"Du'er Yunche!"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and gave the answer.

This thing was the Dueryun Car that he obtained from his Qiankun Bag when the Blood God Son fell.

This treasure was refined by using a lot of energy from the Blood God Son, Yin Ya and others in the past. Whether it is protection or speed, even the top magic weapon specializing in flying is incomparable.

This is because it consumes a lot of precious materials and refines it just now, but more of it is because it is a special imagination. Who would have specially refined such a flying treasure at the cost of refining many top magic weapons? It is a waste of resources! If it is a short-range flight, whether it is Zhang Fan's golden rainbow or the art of the ink spirit turning into rainbow, it is not inferior to that of long-distance travel and carrying people, then there is nothing more suitable than the Du'er Cloud Vehicle.

"Grandpa, Brother Xiang, with this treasure, we will be able to re-track the old place and meet old friends in Taizhou again!"

"Hahaha" a long laugh sounded at the clouds. Suddenly, it soared up and suddenly disappeared. The strong wind brought about stirring the clouds, turning into the tail of the cloud dragon, and passing by the empty sea.

After that, for a long time, no one dared to move forward in the small manor on the Great Desert Island.

Although there is no figure and it is abandoned, it always discourages everyone, as if it is a forbidden land, always intimidating all directions, leaving the Great Wilderness, going to the Sun, Moon and Star Island, and then hiding the mountains outside the mountain of Duolou Mountain, passing Yishi Island, across the infinite sea, billions of acres of waves, and reaching the Star Island.

The spring is warm in an instant, the summer is burning in an instant, the autumn is cool in an instant, and the winter is cold in an instant...

There are years of time on the sea, natural changes in spring, summer, autumn and winter; there are moments of spanning a long distance, changing every day and four seasons.

The sea is so big that it is billions of miles away. If you pass by in one line, just flying along the established route, you will have crossed the entire world. In a blink of an eye, several years have passed by the sea without dripping waves.

When I passed Star Island, I never visited Xingjun; when I crossed Wuyin Island, I never met Bailiyun; when I was passing through Yishishi, I never went to the hall again...

Everything on the way, passing by smoke cannot stop Zhang Fan's journey back.

Even the people on Yishi Island did not pass the message and gave the shop to the people who were still left behind. That shop was meaningless to Zhang Fan now.

The only thing that he could care about at this time was "Qin,zhou!"

Zhang Fan has never wasted all these years on the sea. At least he had a lot of accusations from his master. This is the first time he has carefully guided Xiaolong's practice.

Now, within two days, Xiaolong's initial excitement disappeared without a trace. If it weren't for the tenacious nature of Jiang JL, he would have been unable to bear it long ago.

Zhang Fan's teaching is also very simple. Taking him as an example, Xiaolong almost retraces his path back then... Practical combat! These days, he has long discovered that Xiaolong's foundation was solid by Xiang Ming and the old man, even better than him back then. Except for not giving him help, all the other aspects are better than the best.

However, then again, even if the cultivation level is better than Zhang Fan back then, if the two fight, Yu r's one would almost certainly be Xiaolong.

There is nothing else. Once he is unwilling to kill people, he always leaves room for action. This is fine. Zhang Fan doesn't care. The way is not just his own. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't agree to let Wan'er stay in the underground world of immortal cultivation. Over the years, he has to travel back and forth through the Qiankun Golden Plate countless times.

Everyone has their own choices and their own destiny. As a master, he only needs to guide the guide by hand. Forcibly reversing his ideas will not be beautiful.

But there is one thing that can be changed." Practical experience! The teachings of the old man and others over the years are naturally fine. The martial arts practiced by Xiaolong have also changed to the Great Sun True Explanation after building the foundation. Although there is no help from the Dharma, he still moves forward steadily.

However, Zhang Fan realized that something was wrong at this time. After so many years, Xiaolong, the child, did not have any practical experience! This is amazing. If he returns to Taizhou and takes care of the disadvantages for a while, wouldn’t he be sad? At the first moment, Zhang Fan remembered Shu Tonglai, who was "famous forever".

How could he, Zhang Fan's apprentice, be like this?

This thought came true, and Xiaolong was tragic. During the years he was floating on the sea, Zhang Fan used various means to hone his practical combat capabilities.

In this regard, Zhang Fan is an expert. His cultivation is almost all achieved through actual combat. Even if he lowers his cultivation to a level that is even weaker than Xiaolong, he will not be able to fight against the school.

Over the years, Xiaolong was almost always defeated, and was beaten down again. He really smelled the sadness and burst into tears. If he had changed someone, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

Xiaolong was very satisfied with Zhang Fan on this point, and he was indomitable and never thought it was hard. As long as Zhang Fan said it, he would definitely regard it as Jun order and practice it hard.

After a few years, when it gradually reached the coastal areas outside Qinzhou, Xiaolong had no victory, but he also fell from one move to the point where he could resist slightly.

Both Zhang Fan and the old man who almost endured it and did not interfere, Xiang Ming was extremely satisfied.

It is impossible to make Xiaolong defeat Zhang Fan when his cultivation is only slightly better. Not to mention that he is a small foundation-building cultivator, even a real person with a temporary Nascent Soul who can stand out for a while is absolutely impossible.

"Enough to protect yourself!"

At this moment, Zhang Fan finally said this, which immediately made the old man and Xiang Ming breathe a sigh of relief, making Xiaolong happy, as if he had received such praise from this, and all the pain was gone.

"Okay, don't be complacent. The world is so great, heroes are like crucian carp crossing the river. Even your master and I are walking on thin ice. I dare not ignore it, let alone you?"

After teaching over the past few years, Zhang Fan has somewhat become a master, but it is strange that his master's style is very different from what Han Hao taught him back then. It is quite a bit like a bitter Taoist. I don't know how many times the bored bitter Taoist sneered.

"It's the master, my disciple dare not!"

Xiaolong just answered respectfully, and was interrupted by Xiang Ming. He changed the subject:

"By the way, Brother Zhang, we seem to have forgotten something...

"What's up?"

Zhang Fan asked in surprise.

"Give Xiaolong a big name~ The dignified Yuanying real person, Zhang Fan, the apprentice of a genius of a generation, doesn't even have a name. Do you want people to make fun of it? You can't afford to lose that person!"

Seeing Zhang Fan and the old man, even Xiaolong himself looked confused, Xiang Ming rolled his eyes and said angrily.

Zhang Fan said that he was just Yuanyu, yes, how could he forget this?

Zhang Fan, who has been in the world for a hundred years, has never suffered any losses. He did not return home in glory and returned to Taizhou, but he has made a hole in this matter.

It doesn't matter if he is gurgled. I'll ask who dares to talk nonsense in front of him, the ancestor of Nascent Soul, but Xiaolong is different. A foundation-building monk who has to worship the real person of Nascent Soul as his disciple is a very eye-catching thing, and it is inevitable that people will be jealous. Why give people a vent? "Xiaolong, what do you want to call me?"

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Zhang Fan asked.

"this……"

In this life, Xiaolong has been brought to Zhang Fan's hometown at a young age to now, as a foundation-building monk, but he has never considered the issue of his name. He is always in contact with elders. It is normal for him to call Xiaolong, and there is no need to do that. Now he wants to think about his name for a while. He is an honest child, and he is immediately blind.

"Do you...have you become a master like this?"

Xiang Ming thought for a while and said hesitantly: "Why are you called Zhang Long?"

"Zhang Long? Where are you going to Zhao Hu?"

Zhang Fan shook his head and refused to agree. I guess the old man and Xiaolong would like this name, but he didn't catch a cold at all.

Then, he stomped his feet and said, "It's called Long Yun!"

"Grandpa, what do you think?"

The old man was originally irresponsible, but he thought the name was a bit nice, but he just looked at Zhang Fan's attitude, which seemed a bit ridiculous?

Seeing that no one of the three of them had obvious objections, Zhang Fan was in a good mood and solved a troublesome thing. Taizhou was so close that he felt that the sky was high and the clouds were light, and he couldn't say it was cheerful.

"boom!"

At this moment, the boundless waves of air were pressing out from under the Du'eryun car, pouring out the sea below, layer by layer, and rippling together with the shimmering waves, spreading in all directions, endless beauty and openness.

"Grandpa, look, this is the Star Broken Islands!"

Zhang Fan stopped the cloud car, stretched out his finger and stroked the void, and looked back and said.

"Taizhou is only a day away from here."

“There is the crater where the child escaped from the Hongri Daojun Cave…

Just like when I was walking along the way, Zhang Fan smiled and introduced to his grandfather about these places where Gu Kui had happened, which were also the old man's most interested in.

If it weren't for this, if you floated in the sea and swam in the sky for a few years, you would have to be depressed to death.

“Huh?”
Chapter completed!