Chapter 159: Avenue inaction

As soon as I saw each other, there was a sub-source that was picked up by the magical tool. Zhang Fanbo didn't taste it. I don't know if I should be happy or jealous.
Zhang Fan was accepted as a disciple by Duan Donghe. Instead of getting a baby, he took away a purple jade ginseng reads ;.
"Similar disciple, isn't that so different?"
Miaoyun snorted, and said, "How different, I gave you 10 earth spirits and more than 40 top-quality spirit stones."
"That counts."
Zhang Fan laughed bitterly and understood that Miao Yun was still angry and deceived.
Duan Donghe ignored him, but glanced at Zhang Fan and Ziyuan, and groaned for a moment, saying, "Your father and son both worshiped under my door, and they were a little bit confused, so let's say nothing. division."
Ziyuan looked at his father without objection, and immediately knelt down in front of Miaoyi, kneeling with 3 ringing heads, which was counted as a ceremony.
Miaoyi quickly helped Fuzi to start, thinking that this was her first disciple, and she felt happy, and took out some magical tools and rewards.
Zhang Fan was very happy this time, after all, Ziyuan was his daughter.
"No words, you will continue to practice my Kendo in the future. If you are interested, you can also practice the Taoist Taoism."
After Duan Donghe said it, he took out the purple jade ginseng and said, "No words, go and plant this fairy seedling beside the narcissus tan."
Zhang Fan couldn't help but said, "Ziyuan, you have to plant it well, that's the thing of Dad."
Ziyuan nodded cleverly, holding purple jade ginseng in both hands, and walked along the mountain road.
"You come." Duan Donghe waved again to Zhang Fan.
"Master!"
Zhang Fan looked at Duan Donghe's solemn face, and walked a little hesitantly.
"You came into my door too. According to the rules, you should have a heart test."
Duan Donghe said, pointing at Zhang Fan's brows.
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
"The avenue does nothing."
Before fainting, a faint voice sounded reads ;.
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Zhang Fan, a young man who has lost his memory, has since started to wander aimlessly in search of his own past.
"Huh? Someone got hurt?"
Walking on the road, Zhang Fan suddenly fell in a pool of blood in front of a passerby.
Zhang Fan quickly walked over and found that he was a middle-aged person. He leaned over and touched, and found that this person was dead.
"It's dead."
Zhang Fan sighed, then saw a middle-aged man holding a baggage in his hands.
"The gangster didn't steal the burden? It's strange."
Zhang Fan was puzzled and opened the package.
There were several pieces of clothing in the package, as well as an ebony token with the word "month" on it, and a letter was pressed under the token.
"It's pitiful that this man died outside. Open it and look, maybe there's a clue."
Zhang Fancai read it with pleasure.
The general content of the letter is that he spent a lot of money and connections to get a moon token. With this token, he can worship under the gate of Qingxian Shi in the ancient moon country, and then what he said in his heart was to let him His son took the moon token and went to the ancient moon kingdom to find the Immortal Master of Qinghe to learn immortality.
The new paragraph below is Yueling City, Li Dezhong.
"Crescent word token? Learn the fairy method?"
Zhang Fan held the envelope in his hands, his expression uncertain.
"Send the tokens? Wouldn't I have missed Xianyuan, if not, it would be too immoral."
If it is money or treasure, Zhang Fan will return it, but this is Xianyuan? Longevity.
After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Fan finally tore up the letter and carried the moon token into his arms.
"This man was killed and the token could not be delivered. This proves that the person has no immortality. I can pick it up and prove that I am the person with immortality. I can't miss this opportunity to read;"
If Zhang Fan thought about it, he buried the person who delivered the letter, identified his position, and hurried towards Gu Yueguo.
Subsequently, Zhang Fan took the token and smoothly entered the gate of Qinghe Xianshi.
In the first few years, he was only the servant of the immortal master, he learned a little bit of practice, and continued to work hard every day.
As time flies by the white horse, Zhang Fan does not forget hard work every day, and soon forgets his life experience and devotes himself to cultivation.
After more than 10 years, Zhang Fan stood out among many servants and became a first-class practitioner of gas refining.
After Zhang Fan practiced successfully, King Guyue personally invited him to stay in Guyue Kingdom as an immortal master, but he refused.
It took him more than 10 years to learn the basics. He understands that his qualifications are too low. If he does not go out to find a fairyland, he will probably find it difficult to build a lifetime.
Farewell to the ancient king of the moon, Zhang Fan first went to Yueling City, sent a lot of wealth to Li Dezhong, and passed on a descendant of his descendants. It was regarded as repayment of the deficit that year, and then began to travel on the mainland , Looking for all kinds of spirit grass.
After another 20 years in a hurry, Zhang Fan has already given birth to gray hair, Xiu Wei has also entered the second gas refining.
On this day, Zhang Fan came to a large mountain and saw a spiritual tree on the mountainside, with a few red fruits on the tree.
"Fire spirit fruit?"
Zhang Fanxi said that this fire spirit fruit can strengthen the fire system. For the monks of the fire system roots, it is extremely precious. It may earn a lot of spiritual stones to sell to Xiuzhenfang City.
He immediately rushed forward, and fought a battle with the spirit beast who cared for the fruit tree, and finally killed the monster.
After beheading the monster, Zhang Fan was about to pick up the spiritual fruit, but was stopped by a voice.
"Taoyou is slow." There was anxiety in the voice.
Zhang Fan frowned, and found that it was a young man about 20 years old, who was similar to him.
"Why? Daoyou trying to rob this fruit?"
"No, no, no, I just want to discuss reads with Dao;" The young Taoist face showed anxiety, watching Zhang Fan not speak, and continued: "Taoyou, you are the water spirit root, this fire spirit fruit is useless to you, Why don't you let me have a good relationship? "
"What kind of good fate, although I ca n’t use this fire spirit fruit, but if I sell it to Xiuzhenfang City, I can exchange a lot of elixir to improve my cultivation."
Zhang Fan flatly refused.
The young Taoist looks the same, and said, "Taoyou, as the saying goes, you have a share. You see there are 5 fire spirits here. You might as well divide me half, and I will repay in the future."
"I still see your storage bag. Why don't you divide the contents inside?"
Zhang Fan poked his lips and immediately took off five fire spirits.
The look of the young man behind him suddenly changed, showing a fierce look, threatening: "Taoist, I advise you to leave the fire spirit fruit, but I am a disciple of Yimeng Zong, offend me, you will not be good."
"What? Go ahead?"
Zhang Fan patted the storage bag ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and picked up his magic weapon sword.
"Then don't blame me for murder."
The youth was furious and immediately pulled out the magic sword, and the two started a battle for life and death.
Although Zhang Fan fought against the monsters, he has traveled the mainland for decades and experienced countless storms. The combat experience is much stronger than this 20-year-old hairy boy. After spending some time, Zhang Fan successfully killed the young people.
Later, Zhang Fan collected the young man's storage bag, and found thousands of top-grade spirit stones, several bottles of elixir, and Yimengzong's exercises.
"So many things? It seems that this boy is not easy in Yimengzong."
Zhang Fan frowned, and then laughed loudly, "Kill if you kill, no matter what it is."
After killing the boy of Yimengzong, Zhang Fan took Linguo to Xiuzhenfang City, sold the Linguo, in exchange for 100 Dilin, and then found a cave house, devouring Dilin and the juvenile medicine.