Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 205: Desolate flute, my heart, please say goodbye!

After a quick guess, Zhang Fan is here. This yellow essence turned out to be similar to the bodhi seeds previously seen in Zhilantian, and the cultivation of some leaves lags far behind the general level, and it is gradually languishing. It is the most valuable rhizome, and it seems to be hidden. Somewhat incongruous.

"The same?"

"Yes!"

Wan Qing nodded and said directly: "The symptoms of this strain of Huang Jing are similar to those of Bodhi, and it is only because of some kind of breath infection!"

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Fan is suspicious in her heart, and the meaning of late guessing is naturally impossible to say that her bodhi is also affected by the strange breath of this place, that is a joke.

After all, it is so far away, if it can be passed up, it will infect the bodhi in the sky of Wukong. That's really god.

Thinking a little, Zhang Fan was a little surprised. A terrible idea came to mind.

"You are..."

Without explanation, it was late Qing nodded heavily, indicating that she thought so too.

Zhang Fan suddenly felt a sense of horror. To know that Bodhi is a very sensitive spirit grass. Before other spirit grass and even cultivator have not appeared, it is natural to detect problems in advance and affect growth.

That is to say, there may be more than one place in the Qin Province land today, and maybe there are other places that are also the source of this strange breath.

In that case, it is absolutely impossible by accident. It is estimated that there is something terrible that will be born on the ground of Qin Province.

In other places, even if this kind of breath leaks, it may not be due to the teleportation. Just look at the situation in this immortal cave, if this kind of breath leaks so obviously. I'm afraid it's been seen by cultivators all over Qin Province. They are estimated to be through more secret channels. As for what? Then I don't know.

After the Heart Leadership Meeting, I won’t say much about this matter. After all, this is not something that several of them Foundation Establishment cultivator can participate in. If this happens, and not by coincidence, there must be a big conspiracy. Let those Nascent Soul bosses, Core Formation Grandmaster, worry about it.

As long as they know what they know, they won’t be caught by surprise.

Transfer the topic unabashedly and stop mentioning it. At the same time, Zhang Fan’s heart is a little grateful. There is such a trace of the sister, Wan Qing can’t say anything. The meaning of the reminder.

As for looking at the face of Xiang Ming or selling personal feelings, then I don’t know. Zhang Fan doesn’t plan to delve too deeply. I’ve found someone’s favor and found an opportunity.

"Is this little sister girl the Dao brother found alive?"

Wan Qing did not get entangled in this matter, turned to look at Wan'er who was hiding behind Zhang Fan, and asked softly.

"Yes, she is called Wan'er."

Seemingly curious and nervous, Zhang Fan was so funny that she dragged her from behind and introduced.

"Grandpa and Auntie! My name is Waner!"

"cough cough,"

A glass of wine was pouring into the stomach with a sip of wine, and suddenly choked, coughing for a long time before slowing down. Pointing at Waner was speechless for a while.

Although his old wine has shrivelled, he will not let a young girl call his grandfather? That's all, he doesn't matter anyway, but Wan Qing is so young and beautiful, how can you look at it for only two decades, as for the aunt?

Although Qingqing was also stunned for a while, it’s no surprise to think of the little girl who grew up in such a closed world.

Only Zhang Fan understands the reason why Waner is so called. I couldn't help laughing in my heart.

He then briefed Wan Qing and a glass of wine on the course of the encounter with Waner. As for the secret room, the room with the teleportation array, and even the picture scroll, bone flute and the like, he took it in one stroke. There is no such thing as elaborating.

In these matters, he always feels that the hidden secrets are not trivial, and naturally he will not be casual

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At this time, Wan'er showed his cleverness. Not only did he not doubt Zhang Fan's words, he also took advantage of his chance of being covered by Zhang Fan. A bone flute was stuffed into the clothes, completely covering up.

Zhang Fan noticed the movement behind him and applauded secretly.

He stands in front of Waner. It is impossible for a glass of wine and a night guess to release spiritual sense. Otherwise, it is a taboo. If you come between the strange cultivator, you can do it on the spot.

Although this is not the case between them, it is also necessarily embarrassing, and it is precisely because of this, that the two halls Foundation Establishment cultivator did not even have a small gesture.

As for Waner, in the eyes of a glass of wine and Wan Qing, it was just a small person, and she didn’t pay much attention. Even when she talked about why she didn’t mutate, Zhang Fan was stunned with a piece of ancestral jade. .

At this time, the hearts of the people did not delve into the interest of these little things. They were shocked by Fang Cai, who now thinks about how to prepare, explore and so on.

Few things, the three decided to leave here. Although there are not some items left by Uncle Xian, it is enough to have that significant present.

Just as the three were about to leave, Zhang Fan suddenly turned around and seriously asked Waner: "Waner, would you like to follow us?"

"Go?"

Wan'er's face appeared blank, and immediately grasped the Zhang Fan's clothing corner, turning into panic.

In her heart, maybe Zhang Fan is the same as his father's back then, he won't leave when he comes, why should he leave now? Where to go? A moment of entanglement in my heart became a mess.

"Go outside!"

Zhang Fan sighed and said.

Now there are only muscle living people here, then this monster may not let him die. Perhaps he is harboring thugs, and you are wandering among the purple rhythm and the cluster of clouds, just like the one that appeared in the belly of the snake.

Let her stay alone, even if there is a formation technique under Zhang Fan, there are still some dangers. So he deliberately took him away.

"No!"

"I will not go!"

"This is my home!"

I don't know what I remembered, Waner's expression suddenly turned firm, and said crisply.

Zhang Fan opened his mouth, but said nothing more. Just stretched take action to stroke the Waner soft show, then turned and left with Qingqing and the two of them.

"Brother will come back to see you!"

Times, Zhang Fan acknowledged the word "brother" in Waner's mouth, and claimed that the voice was not falling. The three of them have disappeared into the distance.

As the sky flashed by, the afterglow of Zhang Fan's eyes seemed to be aimed. Before a bluestone tombstone, a petite and exquisite figure sat down, and a crystal-like jade bone flute was slowly put into his mouth.

Then, the mournful flute sounded again, and he could not help but have a sudden pause. In the flute sound at this time, Waner's own emotions were brought for the first time. After the sorrow, there was a strong sense of reluctance. Finally, he turned to expectation, as if standing in a forbidden place, looking quietly at waiting general.

Crossing the "Biliantian" boundary monument on the ground, before leaving, Zhang Fan could not help but glance back.

It’s for this flute, and the second is to keep the situation here firmly in my heart. The spiritual consciousness of a cultivator seems to have been whispering in his ear, constantly repeating the pre-existence of in the dark

"This is very important, I will still come back."

Looking back at last, Zhang Fan will not stay any longer, immediately behind them both in the evening, and step into the stone room where restriction is pulled.

The road is light and familiar, and naturally quick, and Wanqing once again took out three broken beads. Just like the last time, he broke through the ban and left this uncle immortal cave.

As soon as he left, he was exposed to the sun again, and the three couldn't help but slightly trance.

This trip can be said to be extremely smooth, even at night, they did not expect that the legendary Shutong immortal cave is simple, but it is not as dangerous as this time.

If I knew that, how would they find Zhang Fan help in the evening, wouldn’t he show him the teleportation array hidden in the castle?

Yanqing suddenly turned around and took an emerald green purse from cosmos bag and handed it to Zhang Fan. He said in his mouth: "fellow daoist Zhang, this is the bodhisattva spirit seed that Wanqing agreed to in advance. The trip to immortal cave was fruitless. Let fellow daoist run in vain. These spirits are a little bit insincere. Hope that fellow daoist will not be abandoned."

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and didn’t refuse. He took the purse from Wanqing’s jade. After a brief look, it was exactly the same as the special cosmos bag with spirit medicine, which can be used to keep the spirits.

Looking at Wan Qing deeply, he said, "Miss Qing Qing, under the affection. If you have a chance in the future, you should repay one or two."

The sentiment expressed in the mouth of Zhang Fan is both a matter of spirituality and a message of strange breath, but various content does not need to be explained by one by one.

I heard him say that Wanqing was still light and windy, but only a slight smile, but his nose shook with a glass of lees, showing a satisfied look.

It was also time for the end of the song, and Wan Qing looked to the distant sky and clouds that were faintly visible in the distance, and said leisurely: "Brother Zhang Dao, after this trip. Wan Qing intends to leave Qin Province on the same day, and return to Chilan Tianzong Shop."

"Although the land is big, if we are destined, we can meet each other. At that time, at night, we will have a clean hand to adjust a cup of thousands of years, and Yuji will not love today!"

"Wan Qing said goodbye, Dao brother take care."

The words fell, and there seemed to be no place for me to remember. The two people with a glass of Wanqing poisoned wine turned into two flowing lights and flew straight to the Wukong Clouds in the sky. The clouds covered the fog cover and disappeared.

Zhang Fan stood on the spot, recalling the parting words of the late Qing Qing, if you felt something in your heart.

In their friendship, they are not at the point where they can act together. She said this, but only hinted once again that she was afraid of the matter in her heart, and even in her identity as Chiran, she didn’t want to stay long. avoid.

"How can

"You can't help yourself!"

Zhang Fan has a bitter smile on his face, and the identity of sect disciple has brought him countless benefits. It is also a light bond. This identity has not changed in a day, and one day can not be willful, not to mention that he also has a grandfather in the Dharma Idol Sect square market, and I don’t know how he is now!

"Fuck!"

Zhang Fan shook his head~IndoMTL.com~ no longer thinks about it, just left a mark in his heart, secretly cowardly.

The body moved, a burst of fire appeared, and Zhang Fan disappeared at the entrance of the cave instantly, and appeared again in the cloud, and went straight to the cliff not far away.

There was something in his heart. He didn't talk much with the Qin Province cultivator he encountered along the way. He just nodded his head and quickly came to the top of the cliff, outside his own immortal cave.

"Huh?"

However, after leaving for a few days, the outermost layer of restriction outside immortal cave seems to have changed. Zhang Fan's look moved and penetrated directly, and it was indeed at second layer restriction. See a phonogram floating in the air.

"What can happen?"

Zhang Fan frowned slightly, reached out a stroke, and started with the diacritical mark. spiritual sense had just explored it, and a pound of small voice came in, and his face slowly changed.

ps: Chapter 1 arrives (to be continued)