"We have something important to discuss!"
Zhang Haobo's voice echoed between heaven and earth.
The monks on Ten Thousand Immortals Island had different expressions and reactions when they heard this.
"What a big sigh, I'm just a golden elixir monk. What's the big deal?"
"Yes, you actually used the power of the heaven and earth to force the Ten Thousand Immortals Island. You are simply deceiving me that there is no one on the Ten Thousand Immortal Islands!"
"Why haven't you just slapped this kid to death? I'm so anxious!"
"Watching him steal the show is even more uncomfortable than me losing a skill!"
"But with the cultivation of Jindan, you have such magnanimity. This boy will definitely become a great weapon in the future."
"Within less than ten years of practicing Taoism, I have cultivated with golden elixirs and can control the wind and conquer thousands of immortals. This kind of feat reminds me of the rumored Mr. Jinglun."
……
Ignoring the noise coming from the distant Ten Thousand Immortals Island, Zhang Haobo looked calm and waited patiently.
After a while, a figure suddenly appeared in front.
Dressed in white, holding a feather fan, he looks elegant.
He squinted and looked at Zhang Haobo: "Golden elixir? Important matter?"
“I haven’t met such an interesting young man for a long time!”
Zhang Haobo looked directly at the other person, his expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Golden elixirs and transformed gods are all ants."
The white-clothed god's hand stroking the fan paused, and he looked at Zhang Haobo again.
But this time, there is a bit more seriousness in his eyes.
After a while, he pointed far away with his feather fan: "In that case, you can come with me!"
Then, the white-robed gods and Zhang Haobo disappeared from the sight of everyone on Ten Thousand Immortals Island.
Only the giant green tornado is left, still spinning non-stop.
In the sky, a hole suddenly appeared in the clouds.
The bright stars shine down, and the tornado blue wind gradually disappears.
Only the discussions among the monks on Wanxian Island were left for a long time.
Zhang Haobo's eyes flashed, and he felt like he suddenly appeared on the top of a mountain.
The clouds and mist are shrouded, and only the tip of the mountains in the distance is visible.
The white-clothed deity stood on the cliff at the top of the mountain, with his back to him.
"This place is its own area, which can be isolated from the detection of heaven. If you have anything to say, just say it."
Zhang Haobo first looked around again and observed for a moment.
With his current level of cultivation, he can't see anything special here.
So he just said: "Senior, do you know that there is a spirit of heaven and earth hidden in this sea of clouds?"
The white-clothed god turned around, looked at Zhang Haobo with interest, and said, "You mean, Qingfeng, who is locked in a stalemate with the sword hilt?"
"Although I don't know where you learned about this, if you think this is an opportunity, you are wrong."
"Cong Yunhai and even the god-transformation monks in several surrounding states all know the existence of Qingfeng."
"But no one dares to come to worship. Do you know why?"
Zhang Haobo's expression remained unchanged and he replied: "Is it because of the hilt?"
The white-clothed deity nodded: "Every time the Soul of Heaven and Earth appears, it must have a vocation. According to our observation, Qingfeng's duty is to destroy the hilt of the sword."
"A hundred years ago, a foreign god passed by, noticed the existence of Qingfeng, and wanted to sacrifice it."
"In the end, Qingfeng used a cage to imprison him and the sword hilt together."
"The evil spirit of the sword hilt suddenly erupted, and the target was not the Qingfeng Cage, but the transformed god."
"Qingfeng also launched an attack at the right time."
"It's equivalent to two Hedao Immortal Lords taking action at the same time. This transformed god died on the spot."
Zhang Haobo was thoughtful after hearing this.
"Two Hedao are fighting and are at a stalemate with each other. But if they are interfered by others, especially those who are weak, they will regard it as a provocation."
"They will attack in groups, right?"
The god in white flaps his feather fan: "You can teach me."
Zhang Haobo changed the topic and suddenly said: "But the soul of heaven and earth I am talking about is not Qingfeng."
"The sword hilt escaped from the trap and flew to an unknown place. Qingfeng also chased after it."
The movement of the white-robed god suddenly froze.
"What I'm talking about is a spirit of heaven and earth that has not yet appeared, but will soon appear in the sea of clouds."
Zhang Haobo's eyes were a little divergent, as if he was recalling something.
The white-clothed god put down his feather fan and stared at Zhang Haobo.
Looking serious.
Above the mountains, patches of dark clouds gathered, covering the sky.
……
Li Fan still knows nothing about what is happening in the outside world.
I have been immersed in the study of formations.
The person who studied with him finally gave up after three months, unable to bear this extremely perverted ascetic practice.
Choose to leave.
Zhang Zhiliang said nothing, but not long after, he brought back another person to teach the formation.
Li Fan didn't even notice what was happening around him.
Concentrate on studying the magic circle.
When you feel tired, you will be ignited by your own silver spice.
It didn’t stop even for a moment.
Zhang Zhiliang looked at Li Fan with more and more satisfaction.
Days like this lasted until two years later.
The previously set reminder time came and Li Fan woke up from his study.
Looking at the formation details in front of him with some reluctance, Li Fan moved his eyes and looked at Zhang Zhiliang.
"Master Zhang, I have something to do and need to go out." Li Fan explained.
Zhang Zhiliang nodded: "You have been studying continuously for so long, it's time to go out and relax."
After thinking for a moment, he handed Li Fan a white glowing square.
"This is for your defense for the time being, in case something unexpected happens."
Li Fan observed the square in his hand and saw the traces of dozens of superimposed formations.
Zhang Zhiliang added: "This is the formation crown, which is made up of hundreds of different formations superimposed on each other."
"One of the most precious formations is a moving formation."
"When you encounter an invincible opponent, you can use this moving circle to teleport to a random location 100,000 miles away."
"You have been studying with me for so long, and you should know how to use this thing, so I won't go into details."
Li Fan knew how precious this item was, because none of the formations in this array were disposable.
After each activation, you can wait for it to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy and recharge it.
After charging is completed, you can continue to use it.
Compared with those array diagrams that often get damaged after being used only a few times, it is much better.
Zhang Zhiliang's ability to hand this object to Li Fan also explains his attitude towards Li Fan to a certain extent.
Li Fan immediately thanked Zhang Zhiliang and then left the Cezhen Hall.
Naturally, this outing was because it was very close to the birth of Cang Haizhu.
The Canghai Pearl is the foundation-building treasure he has set for this life, and there is no room for failure.
So he left the customs in advance and went to Liuyun Island to stay there.
Instead of setting off in a hurry, Li Fan inquired about the major events that occurred in the past two years as usual.
Only then did we learn about the turmoil caused by Zhang Haobo.
"It's really a big move. Extraordinary, extraordinary!" Li Fan praised.
"So, by now, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance should already know that the red flames will burn the sea next."
"But I don't know how they will respond."
This chapter has been completed!