Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1033: Old man, disaster star
"junior brother Han, don't come without any problems?"
The Tsing Yi people startled. The look on his face changed, the coldness and the killing faded, as if the time had gone back, back over a hundred years ago, outside Dharma Idol Sect Square City, this person seemed to have said the same thing.
"senior brother Zhang, don't come unharmed!"
In the mouth of the Tsing Yi people, somehow bitter.
——Han Wo!
This man in Tsing Yi was aptitude too bad at that time, not valued by Dharma Idol Sect, and knelt down outside mountain gate and pleaded so hard to get Han Wo of entering the sect.
The opening of the Qin Province war, when the underground Bone City invaded, it was already the Han Wo of Foundation Establishment cultivator and Zhang Fan met, far away from Qin Province, went abroad, more than a hundred years later, he always thought that he had forgotten everything But when Zhang Fan truly appeared in front of him, everything in the past came like a tide.
Look at this person. Once people made him extremely fearful and envious, when he was a boy, he was so unattainable, compared with his self-cultivation and low-key silence, he was so glorious.
No one knows that Zhang Fan is actually a nightmare in the eyes of Han Wo.
There are countless opportunities for more than 100 years. Han Wo had thought that if he had a chance to see him again, he would at least look straight at him even if he had never crossed the former high mountain.
However, when this scene really appeared, he found himself terribly wrong!
The gap between the two sides is not only not narrowed, but the farther and farther it is, the higher it is.
The bitterness in Han Wo's heart can't be described in words. Zhang Fan doesn't mention it himself. As soon as he saw him, he found that his hard work and pride for so many years was even worse than the other's mount, spirit beast!
How sad this is!
What he did not know is that, at this moment, Zhang Fan's heart is full of emotion.
When I was a teenager, Zhang Fan felt that Han Wo was very similar to him. The same aptitude was not good. The same dharma idol had other unattainable advantages, even in the heart. It also fits this cruel cultivation world.
Reunion today, with his cultivation base, at first glance I can see that Han Wo has already stood at the pinnacle of Core Formation, away from Nascent Soul great accomplishment, but only a step away from the distance of a film.
Normal disciples who used to ignore and treat them like grass and mustards have now reached the realm that many high-level core disciples looked up to.
Broken cocoon into a butterfly!
Of course, for Zhang Fan, Han Wo is not the pinnacle of Core Formation, even if it is really Nascent Soul great accomplishment, it will not be put in his eyes, but I feel a little bit.
At this very moment, the dozens of pieces of magical treasure came roaring through the air, tearing the sky and making a whimper.
Zhang Fan didn’t even bother to see what magical treasure was, just frowned slightly, and said sharply: "Squeak!"
The voice just fell, and he reached out his hand and waved it like a fly, the five-color divine light suddenly burst out and swept across.
"Brush!"
Dozens of magical treasure. A swipe down, it's gone.
Withdrawing his hands, his sleeves rolled over, dozens of figures, screaming that he was absorbed into the boundless darkness by the wind.
No power to fight back!
"Bang!"
Zhang Fan shook the sleeves casually, a blood mist spewed out, and a bright red fan-shaped spread on the yellow ground.
Except for the old man who sang loudly and called Han Wo "Han Laomo", at first glance, the rest of them waited for nothing.
The old man, but for a little while at night.
From the beginning to the end, Zhang Fan's eyes never looked at these people, etc., always staring at the coincidence of Han Wo, just a palm, and slowly pressed to the old man's head.
The black light and Han Wo between the palms of your fingers may not be real. The old man who is full of horror and disbelief is completely clear.
Although it is unclear what Zhang Fan wants to do, the bone-cold ice that comes out of the bottom of my heart still makes this old man scream in the first place:
"Seniors spare their lives!"
His voice seemed sharp and out of tune, and he was unknowingly harsh.
Zhang Fan didn't hear it, and pressed his palm firmly on top of the old man's head. In an instant, black light masterpiece, Soul Search!
Slightly. He withdrew his palms, the old man in yellow fell softly to the ground, all the vitality dissipated, and the final convulsion was just the instinct of the body, and it stopped immediately.
After searching the soul, Zhang Fan's face was a little wrong, and he looked at Han Wo with a look of surprise.
As a bystander, the muscles on the face of Han Wo are twitching. Eyes looks at hunted them down to the ground. The yellow cultivators in the hands of Zhang Fan were as easy as crushing ants. There was no response, it was totally a joke.
No surprise, he is deep enough in shrewdness.
"Soul search?"
Han Wo calmed down forcibly, glanced at the dead yellow man, and asked tentatively.
Zhang Fan smiled and nodded, looking at him so strangely.
"His~"
Han Wo took a breath, and loose cultivator, who travels alone like him, can best understand the horror of soul-searching, and the envious look in his eyes can't be concealed.
"junior brother Han, what's going on?"
Zhang Fan's face looked like a smile, and he looked around for a week and asked.
Han Wo naturally knows what he wants to know. He smiled bitterly and said, "No disaster!"
Then, he talked about what happened to him.
The more you listen, the more eccentric your Zhang Fan's complexion becomes.
What Han Wo said is corroborated with one by one obtained from the soul-searching of the old man in yellow clothes.
In truth, he has a good relationship with these yellow dress cultivator, which is the demon repair of lineage in Kurong Island. Even if he is not a friend, he is not an enemy.
At least in the memory of the old man in yellow, the two also had a friendship at the same table.
But all this. As several Han Wo and Kurong Island lineage jointly explored the mysterious land, the various ruins were completely destroyed, turned into hatred, and killed each other for some time.
Speaking of this, both parties felt reasonable and both felt very wronged.
In fact, it is very simple, that is, Han Wo wanders around with them to explore the remains and cooperate with others. This is really normal in loose cultivator.
Unusually, as long as there is Han Wo in the peers, there is only one final result.
That is, Han Wo survived, the treasures were in hand, and the rest were waiting for nothing.
After several expeditions related to Kurong Island, none of them survived except Han Wo.
As a result, there are ghosts only if you don’t let the other party rush.
Just once, after all, this kind of danger is also expected, twice? Three times?
Once or twice is a coincidence, more than one time. In the eyes of Kurong Island lineage cultivator, it is undoubtedly that Han Wo is a killer and treasure. It is so blatant, and it is unbearable to face it naked.
The Han Wo has an innocence in his heart. He clearly didn’t do anything. Even if someone died in his hand, the other party started first. He couldn’t kill him by pulling his neck?
This is not a lot of speculation, so there is a previous scene.
After the explanation, Han Wo smiled bitterly again and again, and Zhang Fan was also full of different colors. Watching him in disbelief.
From the inside and outside of Han Wo, this scene is not just happening on Kurong Island. Over the years, Han Wo has traveled all over the world and stayed in each place for a short time, mostly because of this reason.
"Disaster Star!"
For a long while, Zhang Fan withdrew his gaze and secretly commented.
This Han Wo is the real disaster star. Wherever it passes, people turn their backs, and none of their peers, alone, return with full load.
For a while, I didn’t know if I should envy him or sigh for it?
As soon as these words were said, the atmosphere between Han Wo and Zhang Fan was harmonious, and the two of them were like old friends, chatting a few words of affection.
Zhang Fan will do this to him, but not only for the sake of knowing his hometown, but for a reminder.
When he was about to rush into the city of Dharma Idol Sect Square in the past and rescue his grandfather trapped in it, Han Wo once reminded a weak prescription seat. Perhaps in the heart of Han Wo, he had forgotten everything, but when he met This affection reappeared from the depth of Zhang Fan's memory.
"junior brother Han, where do you want to go in the future? Would you like to return to sect? You can be a guarantee for your brother!"
After chatting, Zhang Fan smiled slightly and said so.
The Dharma Idol Sect closed the mountain for a hundred years, and there were many disciples who were outside, but not many were able to return to the door wall later.
There are many reasons for the fall or the lack of audio as Han Wo, and there are also factors that have suspected contact with other forces and come back as spies in these years.
Of course, with Zhang Fan as a guarantee, everything is not a problem.
When he heard such a sentence from him, Han Wo had such a moment of emotion, and he immediately returned to peace.
As soon as he looked at him, Zhang Fan already knew his decision, sighed secretly, but did not persuade him.
After all, Han Wo didn’t have a good time in sect. If I say sect, I’m afraid it’s nothing. Over the years, he has become a flamboyant under the status of loose cultivator and returned to the heart of sect's.
Sure enough, after being silent for a while, Han Wo raised his head and said indifferently: "senior brother Zhang, my brother is accustomed to home, and I am afraid that I can’t be bound by sect. The world is so big that I can’t contain it!"
"Han Mou intends to go eastward again to see what it looks like at the edge of the endless sea, or maybe Han Mou's chances are uncertain."
Zhang Fan can understand his thoughts~IndoMTL.com~ In addition to the old words of grace, there is no meaning to force him.
Actually speaking, he was relieved when he heard this answer, at least he didn’t have to look back and tell his disciples to stay away from him, and remember not to go along.
After understanding the experience of Han Wo, he is also worried about the lethality of Zhang Fan. He has the luck of his own and is not afraid of this. Baby girls and apprentices do not have this ability.
"You go junior brother Han! You don’t have to worry about the issue of Kurong Island, they won’t have time to find you again."
Zhang Fan smiled slightly, explaining his purpose.
"Then thank you, Brother, and leave, and there will be a period in the future."
After saluting a little respectfully, Han Wo turned and flew out of Kurong Island. He now knows that Zhang Fan is in trouble for Kurong’s ancestors. Naturally, he dare not stay here again, and it is not fun to suffer pond fish.
After the sight of his back disappeared, Zhang Fan's gaze withdrew, and suddenly it was fixed on the dense fog of Changchun Valley. If there was any substance, he wanted to penetrate the dense fog.