"Don't be in a hurry, just work slowly and steadily." Zhao Yan said with a serious look: "The more talented you are, the greater the barriers to your realm are, and it is easier to go astray. But once you successfully break through, compared with others, you have a lot of advantages.

Earth-shaking changes.”

Zhao Fan knows this truth very well. When he was condensing Qi and turning into pills and from the late stage of pill formation to the peak, he felt the malicious intent in the dark, because the difficulty of breaking through the realm was countless times greater than that of other realms, especially the formation of pills.

At the peak of elixirs, if I hadn't gotten the elixir-forming chapter of "Creation" by chance, I'm afraid it would still be stuck.

He nodded and said: "Don't worry, I have reached this step close to the holy realm, and I will not be too hasty or rash."

"In addition, I want to discuss something serious with you, father." Zhao Yan pondered for a moment, then suggested: "Don't rebuild the mansion, just move it into the underground city, and the wedding will be held here."

"Ah?" Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment.

"Now you are at the forefront of the storm." Zhao Yanxiao said emotionally and rationally: "And the Divine Machine Sect has been destroyed, so your uncle and grandpa will not be there every day. No matter how well the protective formation is arranged, it will eventually be destroyed.

There is a risk of being breached, so you can't always stay in Jiangbei, right?

Moreover, among the hidden sect, there are many weak ones in the Holy Realm who sincerely sacrificed their lives for the saints of the previous generation. The strong ones even offended Guiyi Academy to death. People who have no long-term worries must have short-term worries. Who knows when

Just a sudden stab in the back, the consequences will be irreparable."

Zhao Fan fell silent, his father was indeed right.

Nowadays, he is no longer a descendant of the Great Creation lineage like a wandering cloud and wild crane in the secular world. He can be regarded as a serious monk of the hidden sect. It is impossible to take care of his family wherever he goes, right? And the people around him,

The vast majority of people have also entered the Tao and become extraordinary. The external environment is far less suitable than the underground city.

And the New Nine Youmen will bring trouble to the world and continue to place the people around Jiangbei, which is indeed a hidden danger.

There are no absolutes in the world. Even if he sets up a large formation for the mansion, who knows if it will be broken? That would be really troublesome.

This kind of loss happened once last time, and the price was that Shenxiu was seriously injured, and Shiqi disappeared from his sight forever, becoming a memory.

"Dad, what do you think of this?"

Zhao Fan thought for a few seconds and then said: "The mansion is being repaired as a souvenir, and I want to get married twice, once in the outside world in Jiangbei, and once in the Zhao Mansion in the underground city."

"Awesome!"

Zhao Yan gave a thumbs up, smiled from ear to ear and said: "Okay, it's settled. I'll go and set a date with your ninth aunt and uncle, and then send out invitations. Whoever you want to invite, just follow me."

Say something."

"The Taoist forces headed by Emperor Dragon Sect, Kunlun Xu, and Wuzhuang Temple." Zhao Fan said in detail: "Qinyin Pavilion, Putuo Palace, alas, if the Lord of Putuo Palace doesn't wake up, forget it."

"I just like cards with such big faces."

Zhao Yan said imaginatively: "Let me ask the other four major families in the North, which of the younger generations can invite three of the seven giants to their wedding?"

"Low-key, low-key."

Zhao Fan yawned, turned around and said, "I'm going back to my room to take a nap. I haven't recovered from the nearly a hundred nightmares I had before."

And Zhao Yan stood there, until his son's back completely disappeared, he came back to his senses, and stared at the pile of scrapped Yuan soldiers in the door. He was stunned for a while, then closed the bronze door, left the secret passage and came to the head of the family above.

Mansion, and then came to Zhao Tianchang's elegant courtyard, weeping with joy as he talked about Zhao Fan's experience in the ancestral mausoleum.

Zhao Tianchang was conscious. After hearing this, his chest heaved violently with excitement and he vomited a mouthful of black blood.

Fortunately, Zhao Yan reacted quickly enough and avoided it, otherwise he would have been sprayed in the face. He used a towel to help Zhao Tianchang wipe his mouth clean, and then said with a smile: "Dad, calm down. Your body has not recovered yet, so you shouldn't get excited."

Zhao Tianchang felt confused in his heart. If it hadn't been for you, would he have vomited blood like he did just now?

Zhao Yan pulled a chair and sat beside the bed. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression darkened, "My mother's matter... With Xiaofan's current strength, I should be 100% sure, right?"

When Zhao Tianchang mentioned his wife, his chest fluctuated greatly. At this time, he wanted to answer his son, but his body condition meant that he could not speak or make any movements to express his thoughts.

"Dad, you also want to bring my mother back, right?" Zhao Yan asked.

Zhao Tianchang's chest returned to calmness, as if he was acquiescing.

"Then I'll find an opportunity to talk to Xiaofan about her?" Zhao Yan asked tentatively.

The next moment, Zhao Tianchang finally thought of a way to communicate. The sparse white hair on his head seemed to be washed away from the body by an invisible force. Then they fell into the empty space on the pillow, bending and twisting.

Move, formed into three words, "Wait for me to wake up."

"Is there still such an operation?"

Zhao Yan was stunned for a few seconds, then stood up and said awkwardly: "Um...I won't bother you to get your body under control. If we talk for a while, I'm afraid that I lost 90% of my hair because of worry in the past, and even the remaining hair will be gone."

I can’t save even one Chengdu.”

Three more hairs broke off the top of Zhao Tianchang's head, forming a word, "Get out!"

"Yes, I'll get out, I'll get out."

Zhao Yan ran out of Elegant Villa in despair. He knew how terrible it was when his father got angry. From the beginning of his memory, until he married Bai Ling'er, because he was naughty and not serious, every time he made mistakes and got into trouble,

We are about to face the stir-fried pork on bamboo boards that Zhao Tianchang personally executes.

An ordinary bamboo board, with the blessing of inner energy, no matter what state Zhao Yan is in, will end up with skin and flesh torn apart, and will not be able to fall to the ground for at least three days.

However, under the stick, filial sons do emerge.

Among the many second-generation brothers, his affection for Zhao Tianchang exceeds all others.

…

On the other side, the young master's residence.

Zhao Fan yawned all the way through the door.

When Lin Qianqian heard the footsteps, she immediately opened the door, ran over, hugged him and asked, "Fanfan, you are finally back. What happened?"

"It's a painful process, but a beautiful thing." Zhao Fan picked her up sideways, went to the bedroom, put her on the bed, and then jumped up himself, talking about all the things in the ancestral mausoleum, which meant nothing to her.

Can be concealed.

"Wow……"

Lin Qianqian looked at the man beside her pillow with admiration, "It's so normal that the legend works for you. I know that no matter where you go, your trip will never be in vain."

"..."

Zhao Fan closed his eyes speechlessly, "So many nightmares, each ending in a different way of death. Just like being there, even my state of mind was close to collapse, but luckily I survived until the end."

"No wonder you're listless. Then go to sleep." Lin Qianqian snuggled next to him, feeling a sense of security that nothing would happen even if the sky fell.

Five hours passed quietly.

Zhao Fan was full of sleep and opened his eyes full of energy. He saw Lin Qianqian looking at the beam in trance, and heard the voice and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about the wedding scene." She smiled sweetly, "Are you awake?"

"Um."

Zhao Fan nodded slightly, "By the way, let me tell you something about moving and the wedding."

Then, he explained Zhao Yan's proposal and his own thoughts.

Lin Qianqian blinked her eyes, put her two feet on each other's legs under the quilt, and then said without any hesitation: "Marry a chicken, follow a chicken, marry a dog, follow a dog. I don't need to have my own opinion. I will listen to you in everything."

"I really want to have one, but that little thing is too much in the way." Zhao Fan gently stroked her belly, "I have to wait another eight or nine months."

"I think about dirty things all day long and ignore you."

Lin Qianqian turned her back to him, but she was filled with a smile that symbolized a woman who wanted nothing more in this life.

the next day.

In the morning, Zhao Fan paid a "private visit" incognito, just like an ordinary couple in the underground city. He took Lin Qianqian to the city for shopping in a low-key manner. With the end of the five major offices, the environment in the underground city became much more harmonious.

Lin Qianqian drove the economic development of the underground city, and the things she bought could hardly even be pulled by a carriage.

Zhao Fan smiled and put everything into Jialan Xumiyu, and then ordered two dishes with her at a restaurant. After eating, he returned to the Zhao Mansion, greeted his father, Ninth Aunt, and uncle, and looked at his grandfather again.
Chapter completed!