The next day.

After saying goodbye to the old Taoist and the sages, Yu Jingcheng took Zhou Fan on the way back.

The old Taoist watched them as they were leaving, narrowing their eyes slightly, not knowing what they were thinking.

“Not bad.”

The young sage saint in white standing next to the old Taoist suddenly said something.

The old Taoist smiled indifferently, "The innate Taoist body, not to mention the Nine-turn Pure Yuan..."

The rest of the words gradually weakened and were almost inaudible.

...

"Uncle Master, what is the origin of that saint of sage?" Zhou Fan asked curiously.

Yesterday he discussed the Tao with Zhe Sheng. With the Dayan Pearl in hand, he actually tied with Zhe Sheng. Of course, this is due to his lack of cultivation and lack of mental health, but this also made him remember Zhe Sheng.

"What, I want to find the place back!" Yu Jingcheng glanced at Zhou Fan.

"Uncle Master, where do you want to go? It's just that you are happy to see the hunt. To be honest, it's not easy for you to find a good opponent." Zhou Fan said 'shameless'.

"The opponent with the same qualities? You?" Yu Jingcheng said sneered, "The realm is the realm, the cultivation is the cultivation, and the cultivation of the primordial spirit is the realm."

"You are two great realms separated from him! If someone sneezes, you won't know that you will be blown to the top of the mountain and will be your opponent!"

"The Soul Realm?" Zhou Fan opened his mouth wide.

"He was thirty years old and reached the realm of transformation. Calculate the time, and now he is over 100 years old. He is known as the most genius since ancient times."

"The No. 1 genius!!!" Zhou Fan was shocked again.

If you are over 100 years old, wouldn’t you be his grandfather? You actually “pretending to be tender” in front of him. Zhou Fan felt uneasy.

"But, you kid is not bad, it's good to be able to compete with him." Yu Jingcheng's quick turn against him made Zhou Fan unable to defend himself. He spoke harshly the previous second, but now he is warm and warm.

"Uncle Master, my disciple is not young anymore. Can you take your hands away?" Zhou Fan said with no expression.

"Hahaha, let's go."

Yu Jingcheng moved a lot of space and sent Zhou Fan, who was shocked, to an unknown place.

"Hmph, the practice world wants me to stroking my head to line up from here to Yuxu, you kid are not happy." Yu Jingcheng said, "I was so embarrassed that I was angry."

...

...

Time is like flowing water, flowing towards the depths of the long river of time.

Four years later.

Zhou Fan looked ahead.

An immortal sacred mountain stands tall in the sky and under the ground, impacting his sight.

When I first saw him, my first impression was-

Big, so big, boundless.

The second impression is that I finally arrived.

Looking back on the hardships over the past four years, Zhou Fan felt a faint sadness, which was the time he could never go back, and he didn't want to go back.

In the past four years.

He was chased by dozens of god-turned monsters because of his mission of killing ten thousand Golden Pill-stage demons. He had no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth. This is his situation.

Some people have also resisted the invasion of the demon clan with the human army, guarded the human clan, and won countless deaths, but the price is that the murderous aura has not yet calmed down.

It was even more because of accident that he killed the bloodline of the old demon at the level of the True Lord of the Cave Xu. With just his aura, Zhou Fan almost lost his mind. Fortunately, Yu Jingcheng blocked it in time, which was the second time in Zhou Fan's life that he faced life and death.

In short, Zhou Fan has been living a very difficult life in the past four years, and it is a tear of bitterness to say it!

"Senior Brother!"

A familiar and kind call made Zhou Fan turn around suddenly.

"Junior Brother Lou, Junior Sister Butcher, Junior Brother Lu, Junior Brother Chang, Junior Brother Zhen."

Those who rushed towards Zhou Fan were Lou Yehua, Tu Mengmei, Lu Ming, Chang Lei, Zhen Depang and others.

Due to the "difficult" of an old man, Zhou Fan failed to rush in front of Lou Yehua and the others and went to Yuxu first.

"Senior Brother, I miss me so much." Zhen Depang hugged Zhou Fan fiercely and said excitedly.

"I originally thought Uncle Yu was teasing us, but I didn't expect you, Senior Brother, to be here." Tu Mengmei said happily.

Looking at Tu Mengmei, Zhou Fan's heart shrank. In his perception, a luxurious and beautiful divine bird was imprinted in his heart, flying around, like the wind and fire, transcending forever.

The divine beast of the sky, the Vermillion Bird!

Zhou Fan then recalled that Tu Mengmei and Lu Ming's physique had already awakened.

But at that time he was living in the "dirty straits". After paying a little attention, he continued to "dirty straits".

"Okay, not bad." Zhou Fan patted Zhen Depang's shoulder and looked at it.

I haven't seen each other for four years. Although I am still so fat, my cultivation is always the same as Lou Yehua and the others.

All at the level of the perfection of the Taoist foundation, and being able to catch up with Lou Yehua and others who had awakened the four spirit bodies, Zhou Fan believed that Zhen Depang must have suffered a lot.

"How is it, senior brother." Zhen Depang poses.

"Not very good!" Zhou Fan rolled his eyes.

"Senior Brother, where have you been in the past four years? I asked Uncle Yu, but he wouldn't tell us!" Lou Yehua asked tentatively.

"Hey, I can't explain it clearly for a while. Anyway, I'm here."

"Yuxu."

"Senior Brother, let's go and register for you first."

After hearing this, Zhou Fan felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

The senior sister received the new junior sister, but she just turned her back to him.

Under the leadership of Lou Yehua and others, Zhou Fan also had a preliminary understanding of the Kunlun Mountains.

Walking forward, passing through the treasure land of Lingshan Mountain, along the way, the scenic scenery is continuous, either spiritual grass and deer roaring, flying waterfalls, or spiritual beasts running, the colorful rainbow lights make bridges, countless magic lights spread, and there are also monks gathering together to talk about the mysteries and the Tao.

I don’t know how long it took, a small green hill stood in front of Zhou Fan’s eyes, covered with clouds and mist, the spiritual energy turned into rainbow light, and a continuous palace appeared and loomed in it.

"Here, senior brother, this is... the registration office."

Even though he had known this name for a long time, every time he said it, Lou Yehua felt that "how could there be such a lou name?" and he was not worthy of such a noble name as Yuxu.

Zhou Fan was shocked when he heard this. He couldn't believe that there would be such a lou name. He had to lead a palace, a pavilion or something, and he was completely unstable.

"This name...it really makes people know that this is the registration office at the first time of hearing it, which has a meaning of returning to the same path and returning to the essence." Zhou Fan said a little distracted.

"I heard that this registration office was not called a registration office before, but was changed by the heads of our generation." Zhen Depang whispered.

An indecent shadow appeared in Zhou Fan's mind inexplicably.

"Let's go, senior brother."

Enter the registration office and enter the sect's jade plate from a deacon. Then, there is no such thing as magical instruments, robes, etc.
Chapter completed!