After we parted, it was hundreds of years. Now we finally met. We have unforgettable experiences, so we naturally have a lot to say.

The incident in Lianfeng was very big back then. Even though Zhao Lei was in Kunpeng Island, he knew everything clearly after a while. However, when he had a problem with his mood at that time, even if he was willing to help Chen Pan take revenge, he would not be able to do it.

There is no need to say much about many things, Chen Pan naturally understands that brothers who have been doing things for so many years will not pretend to behave.

Zhao Lei also asked Chen Pan carefully about Nether Island. Knowing where the sinisterness was not enough to make him feel good. However, when Chen Pan explained the reincarnation pen and what happened at that time, he could only shake his head helplessly.

After drinking hard, the two of them left. Even though they wanted to get together, in such a wasteland era, many ordinary things in the past became luxury pursuits.

As the White Tiger King said, the dragon clan will attack in five days. The Southern Forest Demon Realm is fine, but the Dongji Xuanzhou will be in trouble.

Chen Pan had an inexplicable emotion about the weakest region on this ancient continent. Although this place is not his hometown, many things that have affected his life happen here, and it is also his own path of cultivation, which is equivalent to his second hometown.

Moreover, this can also be said to be the quietest area in the entire world of practice. The world of practice and the mortal world coexist in a relatively harmonious state, and the way of getting along seems to be more suitable than other areas.

If possible, Chen Pan would never want an uncontrollable catastrophe in this area. Although five days were enough for him to arrive at the Xuanzhou of Dongji, he did not have too much time to squander him.

Back to Tiandu, the entire Xuanyuan City was about Chen Pan. Things in the north had been passed on, but in three moves, the elites of the Ouyang family and the Feng family were all lost, and the Ouyang family head died directly.

Everyone believed that the human demon was really back, and the human demon who killed people without blinking and drank blood like rain was back.

"Everything about me will always be panicked!" Chen Pan smiled helplessly.

"There is such a result of killing too many people. Even if I stand up and tell them that you are taking action for the people of the world, I am afraid that few people will believe it." Zhuyu smiled.

If a person lies too much, even if he tells the truth one day, others will not believe it. Like Chen Pan, he will kill too much. Now he tells others that he is here to save people. In the eyes of others, this is pure nonsense.

"Did Master Tianji really have no plans?" Chen Pan was still a little worried.

Zhu Yu shook her head: "I dare not say for sure, but at least there is no more here. All I should do has been done. Whether you are Chen Pansheng or die in the future, it has nothing to do with me. It is best not to bother me. I am just a nameless and innocent master of Heaven."

Chen Pan smiled and said no more, and said goodbye directly.

When I arrived at Jiang Chengzi's residence, before I could enter, I felt that there were many people inside, and the sound of swords was also ringing.

Seeing Chen Pan coming in, the few people stood up to greet him. The sound of swords sounded, Jiang Chengzi and five cultivators were also there.

Both of them were in the quasi-saint realm. They were probably only half a step away from the saint. One of them had a white hair, but they should not be old and had a good cultivation level. There was a person behind the sound of swords, with a long sword on his back, and his sword energy was slightly stronger than those two. He had already entered the saint realm, but it shouldn't be long, and his breath was slightly unstable.

What interested Chen Pan was that the other two monks could be described as disheveled hair and unkempt. They had a familiar charm, which was somewhat similar to Amitabha Buddha.

But one of these two people looks solemn and should be quite old, and they are in a quasi-saint realm, with a look of sadness and pity for others.

Another one has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is powerful without anger. It is like a glaring Vajra. He does not feel compassion, but has a murderous aura like a butcher.

Chen Pan first met Master Gangzheng's uncle before talking to others.

"Master of Jian Pavilion, long time no see, don't know, don't be fine, your strength has increased greatly!" Chen Pan said with a smile. The sound of the sword is now at the Hunyuan realm. Judging from the breath feeling, it seems to be a little stronger than the White Tiger King.

Although this man is a disciple of the Sword Saint, he did not completely imitate the Sword Saint's sword path, but walked out of his own sword path, which was definitely extraordinary.

Jian Mingsheng looked cold and nodded slightly: "Fortunately, except for you, the devil, there will be no one fighting with me. It doesn't matter how strong or weak it is." He seemed to be worried about the battle back then.

Chen Pan smiled and asked, "I saw that the two people have similar meanings to Amitabha Buddha. Could it be that they came from Mount Sumeru?"

Jiang Chengzi hurriedly said, "I will introduce to you, this is Dharmazang, this is Mingjue, and he is a disciple of Amitabha Buddha."

Chen Pan nodded, and his guess was indeed correct. However, the people from Mount Sumeru have never come out to walk. If you can see them here, it has always been Amitabha Buddha who wants the two disciples to experience the world and temper their Buddha's heart.

"This is the junior brother of the Master of Sword Pavilion, Hong Kaiyuan, the close disciple of Lord Sword Saint." Jiang Chengzi pointed to the monk behind the sound of the sword and said.

"So it's the closed disciple of Lord Sword Saint, no wonder he's not. But Lord Sword Saint has left the ancient continent? I think Junior Brother Hong is not old, could it be Lord Sword Saint is back?" Chen Pan asked in confusion.

Jian Mingsheng shook his head: "My master made an appointment with Junior Brother Hong back then and wanted to accept him as his disciple. Now that Master is not here, I am the one who takes the disciple on behalf of Master. Junior Brother Hong is more qualified than me, but he has become a saint for more than three hundred years. When Master returns, his achievements will definitely be more than that."

Chen Pan nodded slightly, and he also felt this way. He became a saint in more than three hundred years, and it was quite difficult even in this era.

Hong Kaiyuan seemed to be born with a sword learning material, and he had a natural sword energy. Standing there, it was like a sword about to be unsheathed.

"If Junior Brother Hong can practice this sword energy to the point of receiving and receiving freely, the sword sounds like you, the position of the Pavilion Master, will probably be given up." Chen Pan said with a smile.

This is also a guide to Hong Kaiyuan. Such a sword energy is not the king's way to release it so much. Only when the sword energy is restrained and freely sent and received can it go further. This is also the experience he gained from the changes in the Dragon Fist.

Jian Mingsheng still had a expressionless face and said lightly: "I wish I could give the Pavilion Master to him now. Master took Meng Xuan to the secret realm, but asked me to stay. I have been worried about it."

This is naturally just a joke. Chen Pan laughed loudly, and the sound of the sword sounded extremely cold, but he wanted to speak so funny.

When introducing the two behind Jiang Chengzi, he was obviously embarrassed. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "This is my junior brother of Tianji Pavilion, and you can also be considered their senior brother."

Chen Pan nodded and asked casually: "I don't know which uncle's disciple is."

"My teacher Yue Bin!"
Chapter completed!