Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

Although Zhao Fan doesn't rely on this thing, at least it can help him become stronger.

It is equivalent to adding a small plug-in in addition to the big bug of the system.

As long as the brain is not stupid, it will not refuse this kind of thing.

The time of cultivation always passes quickly inadvertently.

Zhao Fan stayed in the quiet pavilion, except for Wang Yu and Zhang Yu who came occasionally, almost no one else would disturb him.

After the last shot, Zhao Fan's prestige in the Sword Palace has been unprecedentedly improved. In the hearts of all the disciples, his status is even more respected than the First Elder Lin Yue and the Third Elder Guan Shan.

Therefore, the disciples of the Sword Palace all regarded the Youge where Zhao Fan was located as a sacred area.

The days of practice are boring and fulfilling. Apart from normal practice, Zhao Fan also goes out for a walk occasionally.

After all, immortals are also human beings, and they need to relax properly.

On this day, an unexpected visitor suddenly came outside You Pavilion.

The Zhuxian formation had been withdrawn early, after all, no one in the Sword Palace could threaten Zhao Fan.

"Fang Qiong, please see Elder Zhao."

The person who came was none other than Fang Qiong, the younger generation of Sword Palace.

At the beginning, Fang Qiong was known as the most qualified beauty disciple of the sect, but later because of Wang Yu's awakening of the body of the god and demon, and Zhang Yu's breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly, the brothers and sisters caught up one after another.

But even so, Fang Qiong is still the strongest disciple among the descendants of Haoran Sword Palace besides Zhang Yu.

Fang Qiong wore a white dress like snow, her legs were white and slender, her facial features were exquisite and beautiful, and her whole body was almost perfect to the extreme.

"Fang Qiong, why is she here?"

Hearing the commotion outside, Zhao Fan raised his eyebrows, and immediately walked out of the quiet pavilion.

"Senior Sister Fang."

"Is there a problem?"

Zhao Fan has a strong body and a tall and slender figure. He is dressed in a silver fairy clothes, and he has a calm and profound temperament in his gestures.

"Don't dare, Elder Zhao, just call me Fang Qiong."

Fang Qiong was a little flattered, and said softly: "I came here uninvited, and I ask the elders to forgive me."

"If you are an elder or not, just call me Zhao Fan."

"If you have anything to say, come in and say it."

Zhao Fan signaled Fang Qiong to enter, raised his hand, and a tea set appeared.

This is not an ordinary tea set, but a complete set of fairy utensils. Lin Yue asked Wang Yu to send many things back then, and this one was one of them.

When Zhao Fan has nothing to do, he also drinks tea to pass the time.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing, permeating the entire quiet pavilion.

Fang Qiong was a little restrained, after all, he came uninvited, but seeing that Zhao Fan didn't mean to blame him, he sat gently in front of him.

She looked at Zhao Fan out of the corner of her eye, and felt more and more that the latter was extraordinary, like a vast ocean that people couldn't see through.

"Elder Zhao, no..."

"Zhao Fan, in fact, I took the liberty to come here this time, mainly to ask some questions about cultivation."

"I heard from Junior Sister Wang before that both she and Zhang Yu got advice from you, so their cultivation was able to improve by leaps and bounds, so I had the cheek to visit."

Fang Qiong's pretty face was a little hot, and she said with a hint of embarrassment.

Previously, she was the undisputed proud daughter of Heaven in Haoran Sword Palace, and she was even somewhat famous among the younger generation in Qingzhou.

However, when compared with Zhao Fan, he realized that he was like a firefly that couldn't compete with Haoyue, and was not worth mentioning at all.

This time, she really has no choice, because she has been stuck in the late stage of Tianxian, and it has been a while, and the more she wants to improve, the more she can't calm down, even her master Guan Shan is helpless.

When she met Wang Yu later, Fang Qiong made up her mind to ask Zhao Fan humbly.

Chapter 313

"It turned out to be for this."

Zhao Fan was a little stunned, no wonder Fang Qiong would visit the door in person.

He took a look at Fang Qiong and noticed that the latter's immortal power was strong, but his aura was sometimes weak and sometimes strong, so he asked casually: "You have a bottleneck period? Can't you break through to the perfection of the immortal period?"

"Yes."

"Zhao Fan, how did you see that?"

Fang Qiong's red lips parted slightly, looking a little shocked.

Her strength is not weak, and the immortal skills she cultivates can cover up her own fluctuations. She is confident that even a strong Jinxian will find it difficult to gain insight into her own situation.

However, Zhao Fan noticed the problem at a glance.

Sure enough, it was the right choice to ask Zhao Fan for help.

"If you can't even see that."

"How can I help you?"

Zhao Fan smiled slightly and said.

"Then can you do it?"

Fang Qiong was a little embarrassed, but asked quickly and eagerly.

She has been stuck in the bottleneck period for a long time. She clearly feels that she can easily pierce the window paper, but when she really tries to hit the next level, she is still unable to break through.

And as time went by, Fang Qiong even had self-doubt.

She even questioned at one point whether there was something wrong with her cultivation.

This made Fang Qiong's Dao heart become more and more restless, and even a little anxiety began to appear.

"Don't worry, try the tea I made."

Zhao Fan did not answer Fang Qiong's question immediately, but motioned Fang Qiong to taste the tea.

Fang Qiong has bright eyes and white teeth, fair skin, and she is very beautiful.

After hearing Zhao Fan's words, she hesitated a little, and picked up the teacup to taste it. Although the aroma was overflowing, there was a hint of bitterness in the mouth.

"what about the taste?"

Noticing her slightly frowned eyebrows, Zhao Fan asked calmly.

"to be frank?"

"of course."

"It's a bit bitter."

Fang Qiong said with a hint of embarrassment, but said honestly.

"Try again."

Zhao Fan smiled slightly, and made a second cup of tea for Fang Qiong.

"It's still a bit bitter, but it's much better than before."

After Fang Qiong tasted it, her frowning eyebrows relaxed slightly.

She was originally very good-looking, but as her brows slowly relaxed, her delicate and beautiful facial features revealed a charming demeanor.

Fortunately, Zhao Fan has seen all kinds of peerless beauties, coupled with his tenacity, so he was not affected at all.

Otherwise, if it were someone else, they might make a fool of themselves.

"The third cup."

Zhao Fan continued to make tea, the steaming hot tea looked crystal clear.

"Very fragrant and sweet."

After Fang Qiong finished drinking, he showed a hint of unfulfilled expression.

Her beautiful eyes twinkled, and she didn't understand how the same pot of tea could have three flavors.

"Actually, I don't like drinking tea."

"It's just a few sips to pass the time when you have nothing to do."

"And at some point, the taste of this tea is similar to our practice."

"The same tea leaves can produce different flavors."

Zhao Fan smiled calmly and said casually.

"The same tea leaves have different flavors."

When Fang Qiong heard this, her delicate body was shocked suddenly, and she fell into some kind of deep thought.

Noticing this scene, Zhao Fan smiled and did not speak, and repeated the action of making tea with unskilled movements.

The boiling hot tea rippled between the teacups, like a trace of the rhythm of the avenue, accompanied by the vast and bottomless sword intent, spreading and permeating the invisible.

Fang Qiong was thoughtful at first, but when she saw this scene, she was even more inspired, and her beautiful eyes gradually brightened.

hum!

A mysterious and mysterious wave spread out from Fang Qiong's body. It seemed inconspicuous at first, but soon it was like a breeze, gently stirring the entire Youge.

Fang Qiong's long hair fluttered, and her exquisite and undulating body looked taller and more graceful.

She just broke through on the spot!

The fairy season is complete!

"Fang Qiong, congratulations."

Seeing this, Zhao Fan congratulated with a smile.

"Zhao Fan, thank you."

"Sure enough, I didn't find the wrong person. What you just said just woke up the dreamer."

Fang Qiong got up slowly, and thanked Zhao Fan earnestly.

She already understood that it wasn't because she couldn't break through before, but because she was eager for quick success and quick benefits, which caused a phenomenon similar to a mental barrier.

After receiving Zhao Fan's call, it was logical to break through the situation on the spot.

"You're welcome."

"Among the disciples of the same generation in Sword Palace, your aptitude is really outstanding, but sometimes don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"Cultivation requires one step at a time. Sometimes walking slowly may not be beneficial."

Zhao Fan showed appreciation, Fang Qiong was indeed one of the most outstanding disciples of Sword Palace.

If I just say something casually, the other party can immediately comprehend the breakthrough.

It's not that Zhao Fan's instructions are so clever, but that Fang Qiong's own accumulation is enough, what is lacking is only a chance.

Chance is such a wonderful thing. Some people are stuck in the bottleneck period for several years or even hundreds of years, and the difference is this finishing touch.

Cultivating immortals requires not only innate aptitude and acquired efforts, but also resources and opportunities.

And with the improvement of the later stage and the increase of the difficulty of practice, these essential factors are more important.

"Before, I was eager for quick success."

"The more you want to break through quickly, the more pressure you put on yourself."

"I got your reminder today, and I will calm down in the future."

Fang Qiong smiled sweetly, and the whole Youge became much brighter in an instant.

Even though Zhao Fan was tenacious, at this moment, he was still a little lost.

Different from the petite and cute Wang Yu, Fang Qiong has beautiful features and an impeccable figure. Every gesture exudes a seductive temperament.

"You can have such an understanding, and the future of immortality can be expected."

Zhao Fan came back to his senses and said.