Yiran looked at Gude and Zhao Yaping, whose relationship was somewhat unusual, and his eyes jumped a little.
Fang Zhitu also pulled Yiran aside with an inexplicable smile.
Wen Tian was the only one left there who could neither stay nor leave.
If an ordinary spirit came to visit, how could he be treated like this?
It's just that the dispute between the two peaks is there, and it is extremely difficult to make up for it.
On the side, Fang Zhitu grabbed Yiran's hand and said excitedly
"Congratulations to my little friend for becoming a spiritual alchemist. You have achieved such an achievement at such a young age. You have a promising future!"
Yiran waved his hand and smiled.
"Senior is so complimentary. I still need to work harder, otherwise I will not be able to shoulder the great trust of Senior Luo Kongyun."
Fang Zhitu's face changed slightly.
Speaking of Luo Kongyun, how could he relax?
The Luotian Sect in the future will definitely have a war that will affect the future, and the source of the war will definitely be the young man in front of him.
So no matter how hard he works, it seems to be a matter of course.
As he thought about it, Fang Zhitu felt sad for Yi Ran.
The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.
But Yiran is still so young, and he has to bear things that are far beyond what he needs to bear at his age.
But there was nothing he could do.
Because in the future war, he will be a supporting role at best.
It may not even affect the situation at all, and it may not even be considered a supporting role.
"Then I won't say anything more."
"The only thing I can promise is that if Luo Yifeng needs any help, just come to Gumu Peak and see me directly."
"As for the rest, I believe you can do a great job on your own."
Yiran held Fang Zhitu's hand and said solemnly
"With the words of senior, then junior can feel free to go out and travel."
Fang Zhitu's face changed slightly and he asked in question
"Are you ready to travel now? Don't you want to wait any longer?"
"I'm afraid that some people in the sect will be uneasy!"
Yiran smiled
"So with the promise from the senior, the junior dares to leave the clan with peace of mind!"
Fang Zhitu pulled back his hand and said seriously
"You know I didn't mean that."
"I am worried about your safety. I am afraid that there will be strong people in the sect who will attack you secretly."
"Even if you make such a fuss, the sect will attach great importance to you."
"But once you leave the sect, no one knows where the king will hide and attack you secretly."
"It's impossible to have a king accompany you all the time to ensure your safety."
Yiran's face also became solemn, and he said solemnly
"No matter how bumpy the road is, we have to walk it."
"If you keep hiding in the sect, you will just waste your time."
"Cultivation without experiencing battle is just a castle in the air, which will collapse with one blow."
"Only by going through hardships can you have the combat power to leapfrog and even fight across levels!"
Fang Zhitu looked at Yiran deeply, thinking about the combat power of the exchange of moves between him and Song Kui, and couldn't help but nodded.
He had never seen the spiritual level versus the king level before, but he would definitely believe it in the future.
Because Yi Ran in front of him has turned this impossibility into a real fact.
"Then I won't advise you much, but you must remember to cherish your life."
"Never do anything too risky."
"The battle between life and death is indeed the fastest way to improve your cultivation, but it is also the easiest way to lose your life."
"There are thousands of ways to improve your cultivation, but if you are not careful once, you will be doomed."
Yiran looked at Fang Zhitu, who was a bit nagging, and comforted him.
"Senior, don't worry."
"Of course this junior knows that life is the most important thing!"
"In addition to the burden that senior Luo Kongyun has casually thrown away, this junior also has things that he must do."
"Before those goals are achieved, this junior will not throw away his life easily!"
Fang Zhitu looked at Yiran, as if he was looking at his disciple, and he was immersed in the memories in an instant.
I think back then, he told me so carelessly
"When I return from this trip, my cultivation level will definitely be higher, and I will be able to refine stronger potions by then."
And he also bid farewell to his disciples full of hope and joy.
But since that parting, I have never seen him again.
Two lines of tears quietly slipped from the corners of Fang Zhitu's eyes.
The most hurtful thing are those painful and unforgettable memories.
"Senior, we have to look forward."
"If there is no hope for the future, then why should we live?"
"Since we are still alive and working hard, we must believe in the existence of hope."
"Even if the hope is illusory and unrealistic."
After speaking, Yiran turned to look in the direction of Gude and Zhao Yaxuan, and said with a smile on his face.
"Only until I die."
"I will not regret for doing nothing, nor will I feel ashamed for wasting my years."
"Only in this way can I be considered as having fought hard for my dreams."
Fang Zhitu also turned around and looked at Gude and Zhao Yachen, with a smile suddenly appearing on his face that was still filled with tears.
"Why are you starting to envy your old age?"
Yi Ran's face was suddenly filled with astonishment.
But Fang Zhitu was not prepared to give up this opportunity to tease Yiran, and continued:
"I think that Yudie is pretty good. She's pretty and she's very affectionate towards you."
"And the female disciples at your peak also have a good impression of you. The key is that they are all pretty good-looking."
Seeing Yiran's silence, Fang Zhitu's eyes flashed and he continued.
"Is it too familiar to start?"
"It doesn't matter. I also have many good-looking female disciples at Gumu Peak."
"My granddaughter is pretty good."
"Hey, Yi Ran!"
"..."
Seeing Yiran running away in panic, Fang Zhitu laughed loudly.
Neither Gude nor Zhao Yaping knew why, but they turned their eyes here because of Fang Zhitu's laughter.
Looking at Yi Ran walking over with a dark face, Goode asked curiously.
"Yi Ran, you guys?"
Before Yi Ran could speak, Fang Zhidu spoke first.
"Nothing, nothing, I just think that little friend Yiran is getting older."
"Just ask him what kind of woman he likes, one who is charming, well-educated, or gentle and virtuous."
"You need to ask clearly before you can help him find a matchmaker. I have a lot of female disciples in Gumufeng who are waiting to be married."
Goode was stunned when he heard this, and turned to look at Yudie, whose eyes were twinkling not far away.
But while Gude was stunned, Zhao Yawen spoke up unwilling to be outdone.
"Little friend Yiran is the supreme young man. He is invincible in his generation and in the same realm. He deserves to be the most outstanding woman in the world."
"Unfortunately, our old An Feng also has such a female disciple."
"In just twenty years, he is already on the verge of breaking through to the level of magister, and suddenly he has the status of a genius."
"If we can negotiate a good deal, we can definitely let the two peaks get closer!"
"My female disciple from Gumu Peak is not inferior either. She is about the same age as little friend Yiran and is already a fifth-level alchemist."
"And she also possesses fire magic. When she succeeds in alchemy, she will definitely be a great help to little friend Yiran!"
"..."
Watching Fang Zhitu and Zhao Yapeng arguing with each other, Yiran was filled with doubts.
With so much on his back, it was too late for him to practice, so how could he have the time and energy to spend on such things.
In desperation, he could only walk towards the lonely Wen Tianzhi.
"Wen Peak Master hasn't left yet?"
"hehe."
"Master Wen, is there anything else we can discuss?"
"hehe."
"Master Wen Peak..."
"hehe."
Wen Tianzhi hasn't left yet, the only reason is to watch the show.
Before, she didn't want to leave because of her reputation, but now she wanted to stay and see how Yiran would carry out the scene.
As for face and so on, it doesn’t matter since I’m not a person on the road anyway.
Yiran felt helpless when he saw that Wen Tianzhi's dead pig was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.
Although the relationship between the two
