Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 866: 20 years of wind and rain (3)

...Come yellow. On the grass of Feng Mao on weekdays, "there are many herdsmen who collect Bai Fu's obituary Yuefeng back and forth. The fierce work can't hide the worry on his face. From time to time, he looks into the sky and sighs.

This is to accumulate forage to survive the severe winter. Every winter and winter, the sky is full of snow, the ice is cold, the grass is also withered, which is called the white disaster, the most difficult.

There are many old people on the grassland, who are used to seeing the sky. It has long been predicted that this year will be a rare white disaster in 50 years. Then I don’t know how many people and animals will be killed by freezing. The current approach is just to talk about the personnel.

Humans, how to fight the sky? !

Worried Zhongzhong’s busy herdsmen never noticed that, on a hill in the distance, one, the Tsing Yi people seemed to be waiting for something, looking at them with boredom.

"Bitter old, it seems that this year will not be a good year."

Zhang Fan sighed.

"Is it a good year for you? Why concentrate on waiting for your big fish!"

The bitter voice of the bitter person sounded, and he was obviously not very satisfied with these issues that he still distracted himself at this time.

"The net has been sown, but only for the fish. What's so intent?"

Zhang Fan smiled, regardless of the yellow pasture below, sitting on the ground, looking up to the sky.

Although the bitter people have their own bodies, they have not stayed away. During these ten years, they have either stayed on the Dongyang Peak of Dharma Idol Sect, or they have taken the Bodhi Garden as their home and walked with Zhang Fan.

According to him, if the old cultivation base has not been restored, he will not go out and be ashamed.

According to Zhang Fan, it is clear that this old man has been reborn once again. It is a special tragedy. It is hard to have a rival in the world, so he does not plan to take risks.

He doesn’t have that "necessity either. realm understands that all is gone, and the rest is nothing more than a water mill.

Zhang Fan is estimated to be up to 100 years skill, he will be able to restore his old outlook and become the peerless expert in that vertical and horizontal world.

"How about, this time it’s not a small harvest, I’ll tell you, who can survive the battle like that, which one is not a shocking talent, a little bit of a housekeeping skill."

"Are you right?"

The slightly bitter voice of the bitter person sounded again.

Some time ago, according to his old man’s ideas, Zhang Fan exchanged the finishing work on the condition that he did not participate in the battle of the Tianhan Grassland and replaced Zhu Jiujiu with the housekeeper.

It is not common for expert to do this. The real top expert is not willing to fight for it, and it is not difficult to fight for Zhu Jiujiu.

However, in these days, relying on the nearly spiritual sense of the ascetic people, most of the fish that have been caught in the net have been caught, and there are not many good things enough to make him move, only this last A big fish is also his main goal.

Deeply thinking, Zhang Fan looks at big fish hasn't gotten into the net, so he continued to ask: "Bitter old, then" Wang Qi. What is divine ability, which is worthy of your recommendation? "

"Did you want luck?"

Until the last goal, Ximen Shangtang, was left, the bitter talent told the biggest purpose of this trip, this is divine ability.

Now, while there is still time, Zhang Fan will naturally ask.

"Looking for luck? Does your kid want to be beautiful?" The bitter person sneered: "Looking for qi, looking at spirit qi, not luck."

Seeing that Zhang Fan showed a disapproval, he continued Shi Shiran: "The world is big, divine ability magical treasure, the fate of life, the mysterious and mysterious, it is inexplicable, but at its root, spirit qi has some traces, and we can count on spirit qi. Is it enough?"

Don’t wait for Zhang Fan to speak, the bitter person will then say: "If you have learned this vision technique, at least the world is big, no one can hide cultivation base in front of you. The depth of the earth is also difficult to hide the traces of spirit vein, and it can be derived. There are countless ways, this is the ingenuity, you study it yourself!"

"Hum! If it weren't for the Ximen Shangtang, the world was so big, no one would know this divine ability, old man, I wanted to get it to study."

Hearing the bitter people's enviable tone, Zhang Fan smiled and was about to say something, and suddenly looked, looked away, leisurely said: "Bitter old, it seems that your wish will soon be realized ."

A few miles away, an old person or two, like grandchildren, glanced across the gradually desolated grassland without touching it.

Looking at their anxious appearances, they did not even care about the terrifying world, and with the horrified gaze of the herdsmen, they left.

"Ancestor, why don't we fly over?"

Speaking of a little girl among the old and the young, she was looking at the old man in white who was pulling her by her side with suspicion.

The little girl is only about ten years old. She looks very simple, with big watery eyes, more like talking.

If in peacetime, the old man in white will stop and give a detailed answer to the most important juniors in this family, but now there is no way to do so, he has to answer casually: "It’s not safe in the sky, Xue'er, it's over a hundred It's just outside the boundary of Liangzhou. You can fly."

Speaking of which, the old man in white couldn't help but feel sad. He thought that his grand expert, Nascent Soul late stage, and the top expert Ximen Shangtang, even dare not even fly the air, how embarrassing!

He is also unable. A few days ago, the Nascent Soul real person who stayed here at Qin Province suddenly began to catch up on a large scale, and the range gradually shrank without worrying about playing grass and snakes.

I wanted to hide for decades. After he had taken care of his injuries, he would care about him. I had to take Diao Yili, the last hope of the family and sect, and escaped, hoping to escape Qin Province before the siege.

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Perhaps it was urging spirit strength to be in a hurry, and a bright red color suddenly appeared on the face of the old man in white. Although he was immediately depressed, he could not help but cough twice.

"Candle Nine Sky!"

"There will always be someone,"

The degree is constant, the look is the same, but the old man in white is ruthless.

He never imagined that even without using Cosmic Orbit of the Stars Chart, Zhuo Jiuxiao's strength was still so powerful. After a fierce battle day and night, he was seriously injured. If the battlefield is chaotic, there may not be a chance to escape.

"Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor, look there"

In a moment of thought, the little girl next to her suddenly stretched out her little white hand and pointed in front of her: "That person looks so strange!"

Yes. What I saw along the way was all busy herdsmen. Suddenly a laid-back Tsing Yi person sat on the ground, his temperament was out of place with this environment, and it seemed naturally strange.

"What?"

The old man in white originally glanced at random, never wanted to take a look at this, the whole person was suddenly stagnation, the momentum of progress stopped, his face was even darker, and he could not speak.

"It's you!"

"Donghua Real People. Zhang"

When the old man in white talks about the word "Zhang Fan", that kind of person who grits his teeth and only needs ears. You can hear it.

The little girl beside him also closed her mouth consciously and looked at the two strangely, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Real Simon. Long time gone."

Zhang Fan Shi Shiran got up. Patted the grass scraps on the clothes and arched the karate.

This Ximen Shangtang was also the first person to speak in the Battle of Hou Tu Sect.

As the so-called fools, he found out that he was embarrassed by him, and then he retreated. The two fell in the Tianhan grassland, but the remaining two, but they were about to die in his hands.

Thirty years in Hedong. Thirty years in Hexi. At that time, Ximen Shangtang, who was in high standing and questioning, faced Zhang Fan, but the whole person was tense. Even in spite of serious injuries, the spirit qi was instantly mentioned in the state of several peaks.

"It turns out to be you!"

"No wonder

As soon as Zhang Fan was standing in front of him, Ximen Shangtang understood it. In the past few days, the movements that were almost playing grass and frightening snakes and forced him out were exactly for what.

"Donghua real people, what is the hatred between us?"

"Why are you rushing to kill it?

Without speaking, Zhang Fan suddenly raised his eyebrows. There was a look like a smile instead of a smile.

"Boom!"

The air blasted, if Wan Jian pierced the sky, tearing the sky spirit qi.

In the crackling sound, thousands of light dot gathered in a few square feet, but there are hundreds of millions of gold needles, densely scattered all over the body, eyes looks at, as long as the flick of a finger, it is necessary to tie Zhang Fan into a broken sack.

"Broken gold needle?!"

Zhang Fan smiled, but disappeared.

At the same time, the sound of "brushing", the five colors of light, swept across, like the release of ice and snow. The golden light disappeared.

Broken gold needle, top attack spirit treasure, silent when attacking, great power, one needle into the body, all damage fleshly body, divine soul, table tennis poison to the extreme.

This set of whimsy magical treasure is quite silent, and the body is nothing but a golden needle. If the exhibitor is like the Ximen Shangtang, it can be transformed into hundreds of millions, and it is invincible; if the cultivation base is low, it can only hurt people with the body, and the difference in power can not be justified. It is that the stronger the cultivation base, the stronger the power, Endless magical treasure.

Unfortunately, it encountered five colors of light! Even when expert like Zhun Jiuxiao and Feng Jiuling met, they still had to spend a little time to break through the broken needle, but in front of Zhang Fan, they couldn't even hold their breath.

"Five-color Divine Light!"

Ximen Shangtang exclaimed, his breath seemed a little quick.

It's not just breath. At the same time, there was blood in his mouth and nose, and it was like the previous one strike, which had shaken his original injury.

Ten years ago, Zhang Fan was already famous for Nine Provinces. He has a few powerful divine abilitys. Is Ximen Shangtang unheard of? It's just a fluke.

"Simon Simon, this Zhang is something to ask for."

As if the previous sneak attack hadn't happened at all, Zhang Fan smiled lightly, then continued.

"What do you want?"

Ximen Shangtang's voice~IndoMTL.com~It's so bitter to bleed.

"Wangqi divine ability, and more."

For the first time in Zhang Fan’s eyes, there was a flash of fierceness, saying: “Please Simon real people to my Dharma Idol Sect Panhuan one or two, let this Zhang talk to the friendship of the landlord.”

"What are you talking about?

Ximen Shangtang was furious and shouted.

Hu Lao Yu Wei is here! The forbidden dragon in the shoal kept his arrogance, accompanied him with a low drink, the sky roared. All day long, the Dome seems to be pressed down with him.

In the face of such power, Zhang Fan smiled lightly and said, "Although victory is not powerful, but now,"

"You are not my opponent!"

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