"Master of Zi Palace, Yang's real purpose is not to trade these things, but to inquire about another legendary item..."

Yang Fan changed his tone and his expression became solemn.

When the old Confucian scholar heard this, he was secretly shocked. Yang Fan took action just now, but by the way, it was not the real purpose of visiting Tianru Island.

"Fellow Taoist please speak."

The old Confucian scholar in green clothes shook his mind and his face became solemn.

"Have you ever heard of Tianyihun Water, a legendary thing in the Purple Palace?"

Yang Fan said lightly.

"Tianyihunshui?" The old scholar in green shirt raised his eyebrows: "This thing is also extinct in the inner sea."

"Has this thing never appeared in the inner sea?"

Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"That's not the case." The old Confucian scholar in green shook his head: "It is recorded in the classics that, very recently, there was a 'Tianyihun Water' in the 'Tianlan Palace', but it was only a flash in the pan."

"Tianlan Palace?"

Yang Fan fell into a brief meditation.

From the Northern Qin to the extreme north, and from the extreme north to the inner sea, he seemed to understand that only some strange things in the world, such as Tianyihun Water, can exist in some places that have been passed down from ancient times to the present.

However, since this thing had appeared in Tianlan Palace, Yang Fan felt a little more anticipated.

After confirming the only clue that Tianyihunshui is in the inland sea, Yang Fan chatted for a moment and was about to say goodbye.

However, at this moment, a sharp and terrifying sword intent appeared on Tianru Island, and a feeling of suppression and suffocation came.

In the sky, the clouds were rolling and flying, and the three-color sword light could be seen in a glimpse of the glimpse of a glimpse of the glory.

"No, 'he' is here again!"

The face of the old scholar in blue shirt changed suddenly.

Yang Fan sensed an extremely powerful sword cultivator aura, more than twice as powerful as the Lingxiao Sword Immortal among the three great cultivators of the Northern Qin Dynasty.

Such a strong man's sword intent almost brought considerable pressure to Yang Fan.

He quickly looked up and looked up. His spiritual sense captured the white-haired man carrying a sword. A three-color sword cloud was centered on him, piercing the clouds above Tianru Island, and a thunderstorm landed.

"It was him who killed the Southern Emperor three times."

Yang Fan was finally moved by it.

In the void, the white-haired man with his eyes closed and his sword in his arms was slowly pressing from the sky lightly.

He killed the Southern Emperor three times, and was famous in the inner sea. He was known as one of the strongest people with the closest strength to the twelve greatest powers.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, I'm afraid this person is here to challenge the 'Sage Cong Le' again, I'll deal with it."

After the old Confucian scholar in green clothes finished speaking, a majestic purple aura surged out of his body, and the next moment it flew into the sky, confronting the three killings of the Southern Emperor from afar.

"Master Zi Palace, a hundred years ago, the facts proved that you are not a match for Nan."

The third killing of Emperor Nan did not open his eyes, and his voice was floating and indifferent, as if it came from another void.

"It's ridiculous. The sage Congle is one of the most powerful people in the inner sea. How can you let you challenge him repeatedly and disturb his peace?"

The old Confucian scholar in green sneered.
Chapter completed!