Zhan Ling appeared outside the palace with an eight or nine-year-old boy, Li Xingci and his wife.

"Who is advancing into a god, who dares to cultivate so many different avenues' magical powers at the same time, isn't he courting death?" Zhan Ling looked at the vision in the sky and said in surprise.

"This is my master. I have only seen this vision of myriad visions coming when my master was promoted." Li Xingci said excitedly, holding Su Rantian's hand even tighter.

"The way of immortality, the way of magic, the way of Buddhism, the way of demons, the way of ghosts, the refining of weapons, alchemy, formation, divination, life, yin and yang..."

Zhan Ling looked at the scene where the myriad visions descended in the sky, and became more and more shocked. He muttered in his mouth: "My dear, this is not as simple as the reincarnation of the Immortal Realm."

"Could it be that your master is the reincarnation of a certain world?" Zhan Ling speculated with his mouth open.

"I should tell you quietly, I also asked Master this question." Li Xingci whispered to Zhan Ling with a smile in his eyes.

He sensed Xu Fan's aura in the vision, and after making sure that Master had not fallen, he slowly let go of the heart that he had raised over the past few years.

"What~" Zhan Ling whispered subconsciously, with the eyes of gossip-eating people flashing in his eyes.

"My master said that after a million years, it's enough to hold the teacher's thigh tightly." After Li Xingci finished speaking, he laughed.

Su Rantian also covered her mouth and smiled. In recent years, she finally saw a smile on her husband's face.

Although Zhan Ling was a pain in the ass, he kept Li Xingci's words in his heart.

At this time, the myriad visions began to converge towards the sword of Yuanzhong, and with the blessing of the hidden spirit gate, the visions of the million paths became even more charming.

At the moment when the myriad visions were completely integrated into the sword of Yuan Zhong, an aura emerged from the sword of Yuan Zhong.

Outside the sword of Yuan Zhong, he turned into a man and a bear.

This person came out one by one, unified posture, opened his arms, and felt the breath of the Xiuxian world.

"Er Xiong, we finally came out." Xu Fan said with emotion.

"Brother Xu, it's really coming out~~~" The black bear burst into tears and looked at it as if it had been tens of millions of years.

Xu Fan patted the black bear like a brother in trouble.

With this shot, the black bear broke the defense instantly, hugged Xu Fan and began to cry, as if a child who was wronged saw his parents.

Xu Fan was holding the black bear, and his mind was full of thoughts.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){} In that closed space, Xu Fan thought that it would not be a problem for him to be in it for thousands of years, but after all, he underestimated the suffering of the silence of time after that, so that He almost gave birth to a demon.

The first 100 years were fine, I played with the black bear by myself, and had nothing to do with supernatural powers.

Later, he gradually discovered that something was wrong with the **** bear named Gu Yao Tianlu.

It is true that he is the true spirit of the ancient demon, but the spiritual wisdom of the first generation of true spirits has already disappeared many thousands of years ago.

According to Xu Fan's guess, the current ancient demon true spirit is at least the spiritual wisdom born of the tenth generation Kaiwai true spirit.

Birth to extinction, and after tens of thousands of years, a new wisdom was born, inheriting the memory of the previous generation, and then after millions of years of silence, and finally overwhelmed and chose self-destruction.

Now, the generation that Xu Fan has met has only inherited the name Tianlu and that little bit of poor memory, which is what happened when Xu Fan first came in.

The current black bears are actually like half graffiti on white paper. When Xu Fan came in, he was just pretending to be a black bear, deliberately frightening Xu Fan, intending not to be hurt.

For the rest of the time, Xu Fan, like a father, guided the black bear step by step to eliminate the suffering of the passing of time and silence for tens of thousands of years.

In the following time, Xu Fan used the illusion to take the black bear to experience the scenery of the Xiuxian world, and he took him to experience various things. He even used the supernatural power of reincarnation to let the black bear have a perfect bear life.

Originally, Xu Fan planned to be commensurate with the black bear and his son, but after thinking about it, in order not to cause misunderstanding by others, Xu Fan finally became the eldest brother.

At this time, all the peak masters, elders, and disciples of Yinlingmen gathered around Xu Fan, watching a 10-foot-tall black bear hug Xu Fan and cry bitterly.

Everyone showed strange expressions, only Xu Gang's expression was serious, and a sense of crisis appeared in his heart.

After a long time, one person and one bear were separated.

"Welcome the Great Elder to leave the customs!" The first and second generation disciples saluted and greeted him.

In the distance, there were disciples who had time to rush over in the future, and voices came from far away one after another.

Xu Fanxue looked around for a week with slightly vicissitudes of eyes, took a deep breath, and said lightly, "My cultivation has soared, congratulations to the whole sect."

A condensed treasure cover of merit and qi fortune appeared behind Xu Fan, and Xu Fan waved his hand gently.

A stream of light rushed to the sky, containing half of Xu Fan's merit and luck, as well as his understanding of all things and his will to live in harmony with the heavens and the earth.

When the streamer rushed to the apex of the Zongmen array, it exploded like fireworks, turning into countless colorful flowers and falling towards the entire Yinling Island.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){} At this time, Xu Fan's voice sounded in the entire Yinling Island, like the sound of a bell, like a dragon's roar, like ten thousand things, like the sound of the avenue.

"My great wish, may my disciples be brave, wise, and virtuous."

"May the disciples of our sect, the rhythm of the Tao be manifested, and everyone be like a dragon, standing in a world of great competition."

"May my disciples, ......"

With Xu Fan's voice, the colorful flowers scattered on Yinling Island were evenly integrated into each disciple's body.

A colorful little flower fell into Zhan Ling's hand.

"Hey, I'm more than 4,000 years younger~www.mtlnovel.com~ I will definitely join the reconstruction of the Yinling Gate~" Zhan Lingxin said, he knew that the colorful flowers in his hand had a bright hall.

This is the flower of the will of the ancient sect. It carries the will of the sect, with the power of qi luck and merit, and is integrated into the disciples of the sect. It is of great benefit to the development of the disciples of the sect in the future.

At this moment, the three generations of the disciples of the sect were all embedded in a state of epiphany. The realization was neither a practice method nor a supernatural power, but a kind of Dao will that was born in response to the heaven and the earth.

"Master, you finally came out!" Xu Gang and the others gathered around Xu Fan excitedly and said.

"Well, I finally went home." Xu Fan said with emotion.

"You guys have done a good job. The sect is very stable now and won my heart." Xu Fan said with satisfaction. The moment Xu Fan came out just now, Grape had already reported the development of the hidden spirit sect to Xu Fan over the past few years.

"We are all worried about Master's stability and have no intention of developing the sect, so we focus on stability and wait for Master's return." Xu Yuexian said.

"This is also very good." Xu Fan looked at the group of apprentices, thinking that he must support a professional head teacher.

"By the way, this is Er Xiong I met in the secret realm. You can call Er brother or elder Xiong Er in the future."

"He will be the elder of our Yinlingmen from now on." Xu Fan introduced.

"Hello, Er Xiong." Xu Gang and the others hurriedly saluted.

"Hello." Xiong Erhan scratched his head.

"Okay, I'll go back to retreat for a few days, and I'll talk about the future after I stabilize my cultivation."

Xu Fan took Xiong Er back to the small courtyard where he had been away for hundreds of years. The reclining chair made of tenggang wood swayed slightly in the wind in the small courtyard.