The young monk in a long blue-gray robe rolled in the wind and stood still ten feet away from Zhao Qingxi. The young monk first glanced at the black-robed monk standing on one side as if he was facing a great enemy. Then he withdrew his gaze and landed on Zhao Qingxi again, and smiled and said, "I originally thought that when I met again, the Qingxi immortals would definitely be able to break through the Nine Palaces and step into the Ten Great Scores. Now it seems that not to mention the Ten Great Scores of Illusion, even the original Bagua Illusion Tribulation Realm is insufficient. People are going upstream. Why are you practicing Taoism going downstream?"

After hearing this unequivocally joking, Zhao Qingxi was not sure that this person was the one who was rumored to stir up the great power of Mingyuan. A trace of bitterness rose in his mouth. A few years ago, he heard that Chu Fan came out of the divine land and his strength was no less than that of the Ten Absolute Illusion Tribulation Realm. Not to mention that he is now transforming into Daoji Nirvana, and his cultivation level is declining, and he is at his peak. Can he be Chu Fan’s opponent? Although he and Chu Fan are not considered a great revenge for life and death, after all, he forced Chu Fan directly into the divine land because of him, and almost fell in Wang Qingfeng’s hands. Recommended: 2 great masters of Eternal Solitude "The Immortal Martial Arts of Heavens" http://m./2_2100/ww.

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Zhao Qingxi stood on the stone plaza on the top of the mountain, without saying a word, and his already weak body seemed to be swaying in the wind.

Chu Fan did not continue to mock the sad-looking white-haired Taoist, but instead squinted his eyes to look at the middle-aged monk who was shrouded in the black robe, and said in a low voice: "Blood Soul Ghost Technique, are you from that guy Shen Hui? Well, I guess that guy didn't say that he would no longer set foot in the Mingyuan Realm within a hundred years? Although he did not come in person, he could let a lackey interfere in the affairs of my Mingyuan Realm. It would be unruly, let alone come to compete with me for territory."

The black-robed monk was sweating all over, staring at Chu Fan with his five fingers deep in his flesh.

Chu Fan looked at the black-robed monk with a tight body and sneered: "You are a monk with a half-step Nine Palaces Phantom Tribulation Realm. Don't talk about me, even in the eyes of that guy Shen Hui, he is just a cannon fodder and ant, and he is willing to fall into the devil's path. Even if I don't kill you, do you think how far you can go in the future? Go back and tell Shen Hui that if he doesn't come to interfere in the affairs of the Mingyuan Realm within a hundred years, I will naturally not look for him, otherwise as long as he dares to be within the territory of the Nine Nether Immortal Realm, I, Chu Fan, can make him a dog of a family, and he will be distracted for the second time."

The monk who was already half a step into the Nine Palaces' Illusion Tribulation Realm was already an extremely noble existence wherever he felt an unparalleled power of heaven. The monk who was originally planning to dodge his mind instantly lost his mind, and he was completely overwhelmed and fell into the bluestone ground.

His knees were covered in blood and his whole body was crawling on the ground. The immortal energy in his body felt like he was cut off in half by someone, falling sharply.

Chu Fan looked at the black-robed monk who was trembling all over, squinted his eyes and chuckled, "Get back and tell Shen Hui my words. If you are not convinced, you can come to me."

The monk in black robe did not care that his cultivation level had plummeted, and staggered and disappeared in a flash.

Zhao Qingxi's lips trembled, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. Even if he had become a fundamental and had no cultivation, his vision was still there. Even when he was in full swing, he might not be the opponent of the black-robed monk. However, when he fell into Chu Fan's hands, he was even worse than an ant. Moreover, he was not optimistic about Chu Fan at that time. Otherwise, even if he was controlled by Wang Qingfeng, he would never have intercepted Chu Fan with all his strength. He would have regretted it afterwards, but what's the use?

Seeing that Zhao Qingxi didn't say a word, Chu Fan chuckled and grinned, "What? I dared to intercept me alone, but now I am standing in front of you, not even saying anything? This Qingxi Immortal in my impression is very different."

Zhao Qingxi's lips trembled, he looked up at Chu Fan, and said, "Zhao Qingxi has nothing to say. What does Mr. Chu want, Zhao will never say nonsense."

Chu Fan smiled, glanced at the desolate white-haired Taoist, took a few steps forward, walked to a light bluestone on the edge of the stone ping, sat down, and smiled, "It's all here, I can still hold on, it's interesting..."

Seeing that Zhao Qingxi's face was puzzled, Chu Fan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Don't be nervous. If I really want to do anything to you, even if you fight to the death, will it be useful? To put it bluntly, if I don't want to, you can't even ask for death."

The man with crane hair and no childish face looked ugly.

Chu Fan didn't care, but said indifferently: "You went to the Huoyun Domain to intercept me, I don't blame you. After all, I'm controlled by others. Besides, there are not many people in the world who think that I, a person without foundation, is an enemy of the major immortal sects. You can't bear the blame for your guilt. All your eyes are staring at me. Besides, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been to that place of the gods, and I wouldn't have had this opportunity today. Therefore, good fortune and misfortune are dependent on each other, and you are considered to be a mixed reputation for me."

The white-haired Taoist clenched the whisk in his hand and said in a deep voice: "What does Mr. Chu want to say?"

Chu Fan pulled the corner of his mouth and jokingly said, "You won't know what the guy in black robe wants before, right?"

Zhao Qingxi's eyes suddenly twitched, staring at Chu Fan in a silence.

Chu Fan snorted coldly and sneered: "You don't have to hide it from me. Since I am known as the son of Mingyuan Tianyun, you will never have heard of it. The earth veins here are lucky, even if Wang Qingfeng covers it well, they can't escape my eyes. Shen Hui couldn't step into the Mingyuan Realm, so he had to borrow you as a bridge to absorb the luck here. In the eyes of outsiders, maybe you are the indispensable key, but in my eyes, it's just a lie."

Zhao Qingxi's heart was stormy and his pupils contracted.

Chu Fan still narrowed his eyes and smiled, "If it weren't for your thoughts that were limited to one person and one mind, and the road under your feet was wide enough, I wouldn't have the time to talk nonsense with you, and I wouldn't have the time to talk to you around the bush. Not only the energy of this place, but the entire Mingyuan Realm and even the Nine Netherworld Immortal Realm will be under my control. I will give you a chance to help me stay here and gather luck. When I am satisfied, even the Taoist realm of the Shaping Realm will be just a treasure."

Zhao Qingxi took a deep breath and looked at Chu Fan with complex eyes.

"Qi mechanism, qi, qi and fortune are what people want, after all, all things have spirits, and the mind is perfect, and then you realize the mystery. If you Zhao Qingxi can't do it, just think that I, Chu Fan, have taken a look and don't need me to do it, you can do it yourself."

Zhao Qingxi's body trembled slightly and bowed to Chu Fan.

Practicing Taoism and eternal life, from the ordinary to the immortal, from the immortal to the Tao, from the Tao to the saint, and returning to the essence. Countless monks, even those prides of heaven who are called amazing talents, often cannot keep their original hearts. For an opportunity, they do whatever they want, thinking that the law of the weak is the law of heaven. Otherwise, how could the saying that the law of heaven is unkind and regards all things as Zou Gou. But they don’t know that every step is a deviation, the heart of Tao has gone against the path of immortality without knowing it.

Ordinary monks, the road under their feet is like a winding mountain road. If you are not careful, you will walk on a fork. The light will not achieve success in your life. The heavy will be like stepping into a deep abyss in one step. And those prides of heaven, the road under their feet is like a prosperous road. Even if they go a little more twists, they have not taken that road after all, but this rare monk does not know that the accumulation of soil is a mountain. If one step is wrong, he will no longer take it to heart. In the future, he will make mistakes. This is also the foundation for countless sects and thousands of prides of heaven, who can eventually step into the Nine Palaces and achieve a few ten thousand achievements. Although he, Zhao Qingxi, is not the most amazing pride of heaven, he is a stunning person who can understand what the road is, the qi and energy. From the Tao to the saint, return to the simplicity and return to the essence, isn’t it like falling leaves returning to the roots and feeding back to billions of creatures?

It is precisely because of this that when he heard Chu Fan's words "What the human heart is, the mind is perfect", he was shocked and bowed to salute.

Liu Lan saw Zhao Qingxi's heart trembling and laughed, "I said, it turns out that it was because of you that the uncle entered the immortal forbidden place..."

"Hey, it's not bad, don't worry, since the uncle doesn't plan to settle the score for you in the future, just let go. I think we are destined to be the boss, so why don't you recognize me as the boss? I will protect you from now on, how about it?"

Chu Fan couldn't smile bitterly, wondering what the idea was in Liu Lan's mind.

Although Liu Lan did not deliberately show his aura, Zhao Qingxi's heart was still shocked. He obviously didn't understand why this monk who looked younger than Chu Fan gave him an unfathomable illusion.

Seeing that Zhao Qingxi was frightened and dared not speak, Chu Fan quipped: "I used to think that Zhao Qingxi was so brave. Now it seems that it is quite different from my imagination."

Zhao Qingxi swallowed and said softly: "I wonder what Mr. Chu will be next?"

Chu Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at the collapsed "Yongxian Pavilion", and chuckled: "The next thing is it time to clean up the portal."

Zhao Qingxi was stunned for a moment, and Chu Fan then took a deep breath, "If any sect monk outside the Mingyuan Realm does not want to withdraw from Mingyuan, he will be killed without mercy and show his power in the Mingyuan Realm for decades. It is time to remember whose Mingyuan Realm is."

Zhao Qingxi looked at Chu Fan and said in a deep voice: "That Yongxian Dao Court..."

Chu Fan gently raised his hand, and the Nine Nether Immortal Monument soared into the sky like the scorching sun, purple gold light bloomed, and a radius of thousands of miles, as if it was shrouded in an invisible barrier. The rich energy of heaven and earth seemed like a billionth of streams, slowly gathering. A purple gold dragon python spiraled upwards and soared into the sky on the mountain where Chu Fan and his men were.

Zhao Qingxi felt that the Nirvana root in his body was like a rotten wood, and his scattered cultivation was thriving. He couldn't help but fall to the ground and shouted from the heart: "Zhao Qingxi starts today, and I am willing to follow Master Chu in this life!"

Chu Fan smiled and said, "With your Nine Palaces Illusion Tribulation Realm Cultivation, the original monks of the Immortal Sect, but some native chickens and tiles, have been banned by me within a radius of thousands of miles. I don't want you to show any mercy to kill. Whether it can shock people and calm this luck will be left to you."

The white-haired Taoist, who was about to get up, leaned over again.

Chu Fan smiled and put the Nine Nether Immortal Monument into his palm, looked up to the distance, and grinned and cursed: "Bastard, I have poked so many holes into the entire Mingyuan Realm. In the end, I will ask the uncle to help me with a little bit of sewing."

Liulan looked at his eyes and his nose and his heart, and looked like I didn't hear anything. Zhao Qingxi didn't understand why.

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ps: Second update! Go home tomorrow, drive for one day, try to write as much as you can tonight, and there will be a big chapter tomorrow.
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