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Chapter 722: Fa Xiangzong, congratulations to the patriarch

As soon as he came out, even Zhang Fan himself couldn't help but feel excited and looked up unconsciously. His eyes seemed to be able to see the market where he had spent his childhood at the foot of the mountain, and the gate of the Faxiang Sect, which was like a blessed land of the immortal family on the Lianyun Mountains.

Not only him, but the old man's breathing became slightly faster. His feelings for the Faxiang Sect and the world were far above Zhang Fan.

"Walk!"

With a low shout, the Du'eryun Car suddenly appeared in his hand, turning into a large cloud to wrap everyone up and throw them all over.

Immediately, a roar was the air waves; a few dull sounds were the whistling through the air.

Duer Yun Car, this treasure for long-range flight, is the most suitable place to use it. He does not need to take into account the safety of a group of low-level disciples, and just whistles through the entire Qinzhou with a shocking momentum.

Zhang Fan did not choose the nearest route, but drew a big arc on the Qinzhou land along the place he had traveled in the past.

Along the way, besides the continuous mountains and lush forests and bamboos, more of them are desolate.

The bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing thousands of miles away. One hundred people is left alone, and the thoughts are broken.

The practice of the underground immortal cultivation world is very different from the Jiuzhou sects such as the Faxiang Sect. The most basic one is to establish a foothold and build a self-defense and move into it.

Such actions have caused many people to lose their livelihoods, and many unjust souls to die in vain. Some people are reluctant to leave their hometowns and are unable to leave their homeland. They die under magical powers and magic. The corpse is in the wild, and the venomous snakes have been gnawing for a hundred years. Only the remaining bones are left, falling in the grass.

Countless abandoned villages and countless abandoned mountain cities are full of fields that are overgrown with weeds, buried by dust, gravel, bricks and tiles. The abandoned wells are like scenes in the apocalypse, and they can see the miserable past.

Qinzhou is originally a small population among the Jiuzhou. After this disaster, if the population does not move, I am afraid that it will not last for hundreds of years, so I don’t want to recover my vitality.

In fact, if you move slowly, it may not be like this. The practice of the thirty-six-level city in the underground immortal world may not be wrong.

However, the cultivators in the underground world of immortal cultivation are much more clear than Zhang Fan about their situation and their situation.

After contacting and fighting, how could they not know the strength of the three Qinzhou sects headed by the Faxiang Sect? How could they not have doubts about their sudden blocking of the mountain and giving in to the vast Qinzhou?

In these terms, who is stupid? When it comes to this kind of war, all the conspiracies and tricks are just jokes. They compare strength, and they compete with open conspiracy, and use power to suppress others and force them. This is the kingly means.

Just as the three sects of Qinzhou did.

Closing the mountain for a hundred years, endure temporary humiliation; rest and rehabilitate, and change the heroes of a generation.

Giving hands will bring peace to a hundred years; giving in to one step will lead to isolation and buffering.

The three underground cities led by Baibone City are clearly the ones that have made the three sects of Qinzhou become gun envoys. The resources were destroyed and Qinzhou, which was scorched earth-shattered for a hundred years, has also put itself on the cusp of the storm.

Over the past century, foreign forces entered Qinzhou, and they were the pioneers of resistance. After all, their hometowns cannot be returned, and the last place of survival cannot be compromised. A hundred years later, the three sects of Qinzhou returned strongly, and the first thing they wanted to destroy was them to promote morale and shock the world and wait for them was a thunder strike.

Don’t you know what these old monsters from the three underground cities can do? They can only follow the other party’s ideas and come step by step.

Knowing these, how could they not be eager for quick success and instant benefits? Within a hundred years, those who need to restore the good fortune and improve their strength are not only the three major sects of Qinzhou such as Faxiang Sect, but also their underground immortal cultivators.

For resources and to gain time, countless mortals were driven into ore and entered dense forests. They cried blood for a piece of ore and died for a spiritual herb.

This is the truth, the cruel truth hidden in the chessboard of the superiors.

"Is this right or wrong?"

Looking at all this in front of me, Qinzhou, which was prosperous a hundred years ago, couldn't help but appear in my mind. Zhang Fan, who was originally in favor of the three sects, could not help but hesitate.

Move as many as tens of millions, and even more creatures paved a path, with white bones, cold ghosts and fires, wicked souls crying, endless resentment.

But this is the best, and even the only way to live in books, whether to walk or not?

For a moment, even Zhang Fan's heart felt unbearable when he saw this result.

For the future that he can imagine, he will definitely reach such a high position. So what decision can he make when facing a similar choice?

Silence is not outside, but in the heart!

The cloud cart roared above the clouds, looking up at the sky, but saw the clouds thousands of miles away, and waves appeared. If you want to see the sky, there is no smoke and clouds in the sea. You can see a thick cloud, five colors, as fast as lightning, and thousands of miles in a flash.

Lianyun Mountains, whose huge body gradually showed its glory on the horizon.

It crosses the land of Qinzhou, with tigers stakes the power of dragons, and whales swallow the qi of Qinzhou, and overwhelms all directions. It overlooks the river and takes all the benefits of the whole province. It is the Lianyun Mountain Range, the mountain gate of the Faxiangzong, and it is a real treasure land.

As we approached, the mountains were continuous, and then the lonely peak was tall and the top was high, with purple air above, gathering the fortune of the whole province; the clouds and mists were wrapped in silk ribbons, like fairies gathering, where the mountain gate of the Faxiangzong is located, the highest peak of the Lianyun Mountain Range. From a distance, you can tell that it is the blessing land of the immortal family and the cave heaven on earth.

"Finally, I'm back!"

Unconsciously, Du'eryun Car slowed down, not because of the timid feeling of being close to home, but because of those scenes, it was so familiar that since entering Qinzhou, it was only then that I felt like I was going home.

The Faxiangzong Market, which was destroyed by war in the past, has already replied to the old view in a short time. Looking from the sky, you can still see one by one. Small black dots are active, and the war is rekindled, but the market has opened. There are also monks from all walks of life gathering to get the needs of each other, which is very lively.

Just from the place where Zhang Fan grew up, you can know what the nature of this battle against the underground immortal world is.

He did not enter the Defangchang, and returned to his former shop or old house to see if everything seemed like the day.

It’s not that I don’t want to, but that I can’t!

At the gate of the Faxiang Sect, a faint volatility told him that the main show started, so how could he not appear as the protagonist?

Condensing auspiciousness and gathering auspiciousness, white cranes fly together, clouds and mist rise and float on top, like umbrellas opening; hanging down, like fog flying in the sky.

The scene of the mountain gate of the Faxiang Sect in the past appeared in front of Zhang Fan again after a hundred years. The difference is that even though it was still hundreds of feet away, an invisible throbbing came clearly from the sky above the mountain gate.

Looking up, I saw the blue sky and white sun, and the stars appeared. Sometimes there was the sound of dragons roaring in the big siege and tigers roaring in the deep mountains. The light was often mottled, becoming a flying sky and hiding in the earth, and Pang Fu's body appeared.

"Zhoutian Star Array!"

Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed, and before he could see, the whole person was tense, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly released, as if he were close and separated, entangled in the obscure aura above the mountain gate.

The same actions as him were the bitter Taoist hidden in his body.

The ancient treasures of the Zhoutian Star Map in the Dharma Xiang Sect are famous for inheriting the strange use of Dharma Xiang and manifesting the amazing power of the great formation. It has been more than a day or two for him to be interested in it.

The Dharma Xiang Sect is standing still and does not know that it is tens of thousands. No matter which period, it is a famous sect. Even if it is the former status and cultivation level of the Taoist Ku, it is not so easy to observe one side.

Now that I have the opportunity, how can I not get a glimpse of the secret?

"oops!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as I touched it, I would hold the cotton, but I didn’t find the sharp steel needle that was implicated into it, instantly pierced through the back of my hand, and it felt like the pain was penetrated into the bone marrow.

"Damn kid, what kind of bird formation in your Faxiang Sect actually knows how to pick people?"

The severe pain from the depths of the soul, even if the Daoist only had the broken Yuanying left, was still "hissed" in pain, as if not, it would not be enough to vent the depression in his heart.

Zhang Fan smiled, but his spiritual sense was not blocked. He seemed to touch a layer of film and immediately penetrated it without any effort.

"What's going on?"

Just as I had this question, I suddenly felt a breath floating behind me. When I looked back, I saw the golden crow Dharma image. Unconsciously, I hung in the air, flapping my wings and raising my head, as if I wanted to cry, piercing through the heaven and earth.

"I see!"

Zhang Fan understood after a brief thought, and it was obvious that it was the Dharma image in the body, which was the appearance of the great formation. Although the Taoist Ku was much stronger in terms of spiritual consciousness, he was still a little bit too far from the large formation revealed by the ancient Qizhen. Isn’t this a loss?

As the Dharma image suddenly emerged, everyone on the Du'eryun car also gathered their eyes.

Who doesn’t know that the monks of the Dharma-Shadow Sect show their Dharma-Shadow Sect. That’s to do it. Now that they have arrived at the mountain gate of the Dharma-Shadow Sect, what is Zhang Fan’s intention to do this?

If Zhang Fan had not established his authority at Fulong Mountain a few days ago, someone would have been unable to help but ask.

It can't be said that he was peeking at his own sect's guardians, right? Zhang Fan smiled and shook his head, took back his Dharma image, and at the same time, his feet were shocked. The Duheyun Car suddenly stopped.

"Bangbang"

It seemed to echo his movements. At the gate of the Faxiang Sect, the sounds were extremely crisp and clear, and they entered the depths of the soul. It seemed that the sound of the jade roller coming from the heart suddenly rang out.

Accompanied by the sound of the Yupan that the Faxiang Sect summoned his disciples, there are still various elegant music, like the vast sound of heaven. They are combined together to form a song of heaven. They are melodious and melodious, with the beauty of surround the beams, and yet they are solemn and majestic, echoing throughout the world.

"boom!"

The lingering clouds and mist rolled, and the dazzling golden light shone out. A road penetrated the inside and outside, spreading out. It reached directly before the cloud car, under Zhang Fan's feet.

"Disciple, pay homage to Master Zhang!"

"He Zu, step onto the Nascent Soul Avenue, live for thousands of years, and is close to immortality, and obtain the great freedom!"
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