A smile appeared on Zhao Hanfeng's face, which was dazzling in Han Fan's eyes.
He laughed and said: "Old man, it seems that I really need to say thank you to you. I guess my disciple has reached the late stage of Yuanying after all these years. If he goes step by step, he may reach the middle stage of Yuanying at most. Thanks to you."
Who doesn’t know how to speak about yin and yang? Before, Pei Xihe was still in the Eternal Immortal Temple, and his strength was not even outstanding in the world. He could be said to be on the line of life and death at all times. Zhao Hanfeng was naturally angry when he heard Han Fan's words before.
But now, it was Han Fan who was worried.
"snort."
There was complexity in Han Fan's eyes. Zhao Hanfeng stabbed himself with what he had just said. A surge of anger first arose in his heart, but then it disappeared quietly. The female cultivator who entered the Immortal Temple with the Golden Pill was still alive, but now she has returned and asked him to do it again. Appreciate it, but be unwilling to do so.
But in the end it just turned into a long sigh.
"That's it, I surrender. From now on, all the forces in Taohuawu will belong to Tianji Palace."
He closed his eyes slightly. After all, the unwillingness to kill turned into water and passed away. Maybe she should not have died. Now that his grandson is gone, he will only live for this piece of China from now on.
Zhao Hanfeng raised his eyebrows and felt that all the depression that had accumulated on Han Fan over the years was gone. He did not continue to stab Han Fan's heart with any words. After all, if he puts himself in his shoes, what if one of his two disciples was wrong? If anything happens, I will fight with all my strength.
This is often called "protecting the calf", and it is also the selfish side of human nature.
Although he claimed that Pei Xihe and Han Rule were in a fair fight and each had his own chance, if the loser was his apprentice, Zhao Hanfeng might not be able to truly let go of his murderous intention.
After all, he is a bad old man and he is not a transcendent immortal. It is one thing to understand Han Fan's thoughts. For him, it is another thing for the matter to affect his disciples.
The Yin Ying Dao in Zhao Hanfeng's hand turned into a faint blue streamer and entered his body. He put his hands behind his back and finally said: "Old man Han, my disciple killed your grandson, so you throw my disciple into the eternity." Immortal Temple, just that space tunnel can kill all those who are transformed into gods."
"In a cycle of cause and effect, my apprentice survived. This was her fault. During this period, her soul lamp dimmed several times, and she narrowly escaped death."
"This matter is over now. If you still don't give up on trying to stumbling upon my disciple, I will never take the rules of Tianji Palace into consideration again, and you will definitely have to pay a heavy price."
When he said this, there were no violent mood swings, but he was very calm, but the pure murderous intention was enough to scare anyone.
Han Fan glanced at him without showing any timidity.
"This Grandmaster never breaks his promise."
When Eternal Immortal Temple was used as the game, he was the one who started the bet. If he lost, he would admit it.
He waved his embroidered robe and snorted.
"You're an old man, you're all filthy, and I think you've soiled my robe."
As soon as Han Fan thought, a rune appeared on the sole of his foot, and he stepped into the air and fled thousands of miles away.
Zhao Hanfeng and he had known each other for a long time. This man kept his word and was quite a man of character. With this matter settled, he patiently waited for his young disciple's return.
When Pei Xihe fell into the Immortal Temple, he only had time to pass on her memories of his time in the Immortal Temple. He didn't know where she would return, so he could only wait slowly.
When he raises his lips and smiles, it won't be as dangerous as in Xiansha, which is great.
…
Pei Xihe hasn't been in such a hurry for a long time. Ever since she entered the golden elixir realm, she has always been lucky, walking as if flying, or simply walking on air.
This journey was beyond her expectation. She had excellent leg strength. She had been walking for almost two hours now, but she still hadn't seen anyone.
The fox stood on her shoulder and said.
"It's a pity that I can't use my magic power, otherwise I will turn into my original self and carry you. It is said that being carried by the Sky Fox will enhance your luck."
Pei Xihe chuckled and replied to him.
"It's a pity that you just walked away from my shoulder. I walked all the way, but you were able to take your time."
The fox put its ears on its head and looked like it couldn't hear, and it didn't say anything back. It could sit on its shoulders and watch the scenery. Who wants to go down and move its limbs to walk such a long distance by itself?
Pei Xihe just teased him. The physical body of a Nascent Soul cultivator would not feel tired even if he traveled for three days and three nights.
She was walking while talking, but suddenly she looked happy and stopped.
The fox was almost thrown off his shoulders by the inertia, and he hurriedly grabbed the clothes on Pei Xihe's shoulders with his front paws before he could stand still.
"Ouch."
Pei Xihe ignored his strange screams and took out a beast bracelet. Inside was Heng Ji, who had been sleeping in seclusion for several years. In the fairy temple, the rules suppressed its realm, but the blood of the auspicious beast was also under the aura of the fairy temple. He recovered quickly, which can be regarded as a blessing from Pei Xihe.
Unlike the top demon clan bloodline like the fox, the breakthrough of the auspicious beast is as long as that of the ordinary demon clan, which is considered common sense.
But it has been many years, and now that he has returned to Tianxu China, Hengji is no longer suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth, and he suddenly has an opportunity to break through.
The light cyan demonic power circulated in the beast bracelet, and it was so rich that it escaped slightly. The fox's pink nose sniffed it and couldn't help but say.
"smell good."
Pei Xihe said slowly beside him: "If you dare to take advantage of Heng Ji, I will ask my senior brother to skin your fox skin and make it into a scarf for the master."
The fox suddenly froze and said with a sneer: "Oh, what I'm talking about is that the demonic power of this monster has a fragrance that you can't smell if you are not an orthodox monster. This should be an auspicious beast. It can only achieve this if its bloodline is very pure. In this way, I didn’t expect you to still have a healthy one.”
Helian Jiucheng was born in Tianhu, and had the memory passed down in the clan, so he could easily see through Heng Heng's heel.
Pei Xihe said to him: "Help me set up a formation to avoid unnecessary trouble."
Although the fox cannot rashly cultivate, the formation master initially relied on mountains, rivers, vines, and the placement of rocks and grass to echo the laws of heaven and earth, thereby bursting out extraordinary power. It was not difficult for him to use the surrounding environment to arrange simple formations.
The white fox jumped from her shoulder and landed on the ground, using his forelimbs to push the stone to the appropriate position. As a combined demon cultivator, his physical strength could break rocks, so everything was extremely easy.
When the last big tree was uprooted and moved to another place, a sheltering formation was formed.
The demon power in the bracelet became more and more mellow, and with a flash of light, the big blue cocoon that Heng Ji had transformed into came into view.
The smooth surface is cracked with traces of cracks.
The aura of the golden elixir monster gushed out, but it did not attract the sky thunder.
Pei Xihe had a smile on his face. Heng He was born with the blood of auspicious beasts. He was loved by heaven and earth. Although his progress was slow, he would not provoke the thunder of the sky until he spread all over the world.
The green light around Hengjiu faded away, and he jumped into Pei Xihe's arms.
"Dangkang."
