Zhan Ling appeared outside the palace with an eighty-nine-year-old boy, Li Xingci and his wife.
"Who is this person who is advancing to become a god? If he dares to practice so many magical powers from different avenues at the same time, isn't he seeking death?" Zhan Ling said in surprise as he looked at the vision in the sky.
"This is my master. I have only seen these ten thousand visions come when my master was promoted." Li Xingci said excitedly, holding Su Rantian's hand tighter.
"Immortal way, demonic way, Buddhist way, demon way, ghost way, weapon refining, alchemy, formation, divination, life, yin and yang......"
Zhan Ling looked at the scene of thousands of strange phenomena coming in the sky, and became more and more shocked. He murmured: "My dear, this is not as simple as the reincarnation of a great power in the immortal world."
"Could it be that your master is the reincarnation of a certain heaven?" Zhan Ling speculated with his mouth open.
"I should tell you quietly that I have also asked Master this question." Li Xingci whispered to Zhan Ling with a smile in his eyes.
He felt Xu Fan's aura in the vision, and after confirming that his master had not died, he slowly let go of the thoughts he had mentioned in the past few years.
"What~" Zhan Ling whispered subconsciously, with the eyes of a gossip-eater flashing in his eyes.
"My master said that in a million years it will be enough to hold my master's thigh tightly." Li Xingci burst into laughter after saying this.
Su Rantian also covered her mouth and smiled. In the past few years, she finally saw a smile on her husband's face.
"............"
Although Zhan Ling's balls ached, he took Li Xingci's words to heart.
At this time, thousands of strange phenomena began to converge towards the Sword of Yuan Zhong, and with the blessing of the spiritual power of the Yinling Sect, the thousands of strange phenomena became even more charming.
At the moment when all the strange phenomena were completely integrated into the Yuan Zhong Sword, a spiritual light emerged from the Yuan Zhong Sword.
Outside Yuan Zhong's sword, he transformed into a man and a bear.
This person came out with a bear and a unified posture, opened his arms, and felt the atmosphere of the immortal world.
"Xiong Er, we are finally out." Xu Fan said with emotion.
"Brother Xu, it's really coming out~~~" Black Bear looked at this scene with tears streaming down his face, as if it had been tens of millions of years ago.
Xu Fan patted the black bear like a brother in distress.
With just this shot, the black bear instantly broke through his defenses, hugged Xu Fan and began to cry loudly, like a wronged child meeting his parents.
Xu Fan hugged the black bear and had a lot of thoughts in his mind.
In that closed space, Xu Fan thought that there would be no problem for him in it for thousands of years, but he underestimated the pain of the silence of time after all, which made him almost give birth to an inner demon.
The first hundred years were fine, just playing with the black bear and deducing magical powers and techniques.
Later, he gradually discovered that something was wrong with the big black bear named Gu Yao Tianlu.
It is true that he is the true spirit of the ancient demon, but the wisdom of the first generation of true spirits has disappeared tens of thousands of years ago.
According to Xu Fan's guess, the current ancient demon true spirit is at least the wisdom born from the true spirit ten generations away.
From birth to death, tens of thousands of years passed before a new mind was born, inheriting the memory of the previous generation, and then after millions of years of suffering in silence, it finally became overwhelmed and chose to self-destruct.
The generation that Xu Fan meets now only inherits the name Tianlu and a few pitiful memories, which are what Xu Fan encountered when he first came in.
The current black bear is actually like a half-doodled blank paper. When Xu Fan came in, the black bear was just pretending, deliberately scaring Xu Fan in order not to be harmed.
In the remaining time, Xu Fan was like a father, guiding the black bear step by step to get rid of the pain of tens of thousands of years of silence.
Later, Xu Fan used illusions to take Black Bear to appreciate the scenery of the world of immortality, and took him through various things. He even used the magical power of reincarnation to let Black Bear live a perfect bear life.
Originally Xu Fan planned to match up with Black Bear and his son, but after thinking about it, in order not to cause misunderstandings by others, Xu Fan finally became the eldest brother.
At this time, all the peak masters, elders, and disciples of Yinling Sect gathered around Xu Fan, watching a one-foot-tall black bear hugging Xu Fan and crying bitterly.
Everyone showed strange expressions, but Xu Gang had a serious expression, with a sense of crisis emerging in his heart.
After a long time, one person and one bear separated.
"Welcome to the great elder for coming out of seclusion!" The first and second generation disciples saluted and welcomed him.
There were still disciples in the distance who could not catch up in time, and voices came from a distance one after another.
Xu Fan looked around with slightly aged eyes, took a deep breath, and said lightly: "My cultivation level has greatly increased, and the whole sect congratulates me."
A solid treasure cover of merit and luck appeared behind Xu Fan, and Xu Fan waved his hand gently.
A stream of light rushed into the sky, containing half of Xu Fan's merits and luck, as well as his understanding of the ten thousand ways and his will that was born in response to heaven and earth.
When the stream of light rushed to the top of the sect's array, it exploded like fireworks, turning into countless colorful flowers and falling towards the entire Hidden Spirit Island.
At this time, Xu Fan's voice rang throughout the Hidden Spirit Island, like the sound of a bell, like the roar of a dragon, like the sound of ten thousand roads, and the sound of a great avenue.
"My great wish is that the disciples of my sect will be brave, wise and virtuous."
"May the disciples of my sect be able to embody the spirit of Taoism and be like dragons, standing in the age of great strife."
"I hope that the disciples of my sect,..."
Following Xu Fan's voice, the colorful flowers scattered on Yinling Island evenly blended into each disciple's body.
A small colorful flower fell into Zhan Ling's hand.
"Hey, when I am more than 4,000 years younger, I will definitely join the Yinling Sect to rebuild~" Zhan Qingxin said with emotion, he knew that the colorful flower in his hand meant the Great Bright Hall.
This is the flower of the ancient sect's will. It carries the sect's will and carries the power of luck and merit. It is integrated into the sect's disciples and will be of great benefit to the development of the sect's disciples in the future. It is comparable to the ancient foundation-building magic pill.
At this moment, the disciples of the three generations of the sect were all embedded in a state of enlightenment. The enlightenment was not a skill or a magical power, but a kind of great will that was born in response to heaven and earth.
"Master, you finally came out!" Xu Gang and others excitedly gathered around Xu Fan and said.
"Well, I'm finally home." Xu Fan said with emotion.
"You've done a good job. The sect is now very stable and I won my heart." Xu Fan said with satisfaction. The moment Xu Fan came out just now, Putao had already reported to Xu Fan the development of Yinling Sect in recent years.
"We are all worried about Master's stability and have no intention of developing the sect, so we focus on stability and wait for Master's return." Xu Yuexian said.
"This is also very good." Xu Fan looked at the group of disciples and thought that he must support a professional master.
"By the way, this is Xiong Er whom I met in the secret realm. From now on, you can call me Er Ge or Elder Xiong Er."
"He will be our Yinling Sect elder from now on." Xu Fan introduced.
"Hello, Elder Xiong." Xu Gang and others saluted quickly.
"Hello." Xiong Erhanhan said, scratching his head.
"Okay, I'll go back and retreat for a few days. After I stabilize my cultivation, I can talk about the future."
Xu Fan took Xiong Er back to the small courtyard where he had been away for hundreds of years. The deck chair made of steel wood swayed slightly in the small courtyard.
