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"Our Haoran Sword Palace may not be able to stop it."

Lin Yue knew that Zhao Fan was very strong, but felt it necessary to remind him.

After all, in his opinion, there is still a huge gap between Sword Palace and Fulong Temple.

"Shangxian Luotian, is he very strong?"

Zhao Fan smiled slightly and asked back.

Lin Yue was startled, and wanted to continue to say something, but he couldn't help thinking of how Zhao Fan easily injured the five top-grade golden immortals with his sword.

He closed his mouth in good time and drank the wine silently.

"Old and old."

"You young people still worry about these things, I'd better drink and get drunk."

Lin Yue waved his hand and ignored them.

"Brother, let's go see your sister."

Seeing this, Wang Yu suggested to Zhang Yu.

"it is good."

"She's got a special restriction from Fulong Temple in her body, and I'm just about to ask Zhao Fan to help her."

Zhang Yu looked at Zhao Fan with a look of begging.

Zhang Yi's internal restraint was so strong that she fell into a coma.

If anyone in Haoran Sword Palace can solve it, only Zhao Fan, who has unfathomable strength, may be able to do it.

"Take me to see."

Zhao Fan smiled slightly and said.

"it is good."

Zhang Yu showed joy, and led Zhao Fan and Wang Yu directly out of the Sword Palace hall.

After a while.

The three of them came to a quiet room. Zhang Yi looked peaceful, lying on the bed, as if she was a living dead without any movement.

Zhao Fan didn't talk nonsense, and distributed a trace of immortal power, submerged into Zhang Yi's body to check.

"Ok?"

Soon, Zhao Fan frowned slightly. Zhang Yi's body was very strange. There was an evil forbidden energy deep in her body, which was slowly eroding her internal organs.

It was because of this restriction that she was unconscious for a long time.

"Zhao Fan, is there a way?"

"I tried it myself before, and it didn't work at all."

Zhang Yu asked nervously.

"It's not a big problem."

Zhao Fan hesitated for a moment, then flicked his fingers, and a trace of awe-inspiring sword energy, like flowing mercury, sank into Zhang Yi's body and struck towards the forbidden energy.

Under his control, Haoran's sword energy did not hurt Zhang Yi, and directly cleared the restriction.

As the evil energy generated by the restriction dissipated, Zhang Yi's eyelashes trembled slowly, and she began to wake up from the lethargy.

"I... am... over there?"

Zhang Yi opened her eyes, showing a hint of confusion.

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"This is Haoran Sword Palace."

"You're safe."

Seeing Zhang Yi wake up, the nervous look on Zhang Yu's face slowly dissipated.

He breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward and asked softly, "Are you Zhang Yi?"

Although Zhang Yi's identity had been confirmed before, Zhang Yu felt that it was still necessary to confirm it, because the latter was in extremely poor health and almost unconscious since taking the other party out of the dungeon.

So strictly speaking, this was the first time he talked face to face with Zhang Yi.

Zhao Fan noticed that there was a trace of suppressed joy in his tone, and the emotion of reuniting relatives after a long absence was spreading.

"I'm Zhang Yi, you are..."

Looking at Zhang Yu in front of her, Zhang Yi's delicate body trembled, with a sense of intimacy connected by blood.

"Sister, I'm Zhang Yu!"

Zhang Yu could no longer restrain his emotions and said excitedly.

On weekdays, Zhang Yu is sloppy and has a somewhat loose personality.

But at this moment, he was like a child who had found a home, with tears overflowing his eyes.

"Zhang Yu, you are Zhang Yu..."

Zhang Yi's face turned pale, but after hearing Zhang Yu's words, because of being too excited, a touch of rosiness gradually appeared on her cheeks.

"You are my brother..."

"how come……"

Zhang Yi was both surprised and happy, a little at a loss.

Since the Zhang family died hundreds of years ago, she has been imprisoned in the dungeon by the people of Fulongguan.

In that dark place, Zhang Yi suffered endless torture and even wanted to commit suicide at one point, but in the end she persuaded herself to persevere in order to find a chance to avenge the Zhang family one day.

But he never expected that apart from himself, there were survivors in the Zhang family, and the other party also said that it was his younger brother Zhang Yu?

Zhang Yi only felt that she was dreaming, but the feeling of being connected by blood was not faked at all.

The thin, tall young man in front of him was indeed his younger brother Zhang Yu.

"younger brother……"

Zhang Yi couldn't control it anymore, she stretched out her hand and slowly touched Zhang Yu's cheek.

"Sister, I made you suffer."

"sorry."

Looking at Zhang Yu's weak body and the scars on the surface of his skin, Zhang Yu said in a trembling voice.

"Neither bitter nor bitter."

"I originally thought that I might be trapped in the dungeon of Fulong Temple for the rest of my life, but I never thought I could come out and meet you again."

"It's almost as unreal as a dream."

Zhang Yi shook her head, weeping with joy.

When the siblings reunited, Zhao Fan and Wang Yu looked at each other, and then exited the room in a tacit understanding.

"It's the first time I've seen Third Senior Brother look like that just now."

"From childhood to adulthood, he has the strongest temper, and his face is always full of sunshine and smiles. I have never seen him shed tears."

Just walking out of the room, Wang Yu blinked and said softly.

Seeing the reunion of Zhang Yu and Zhang Yi's siblings before, she was also full of emotion, and her eyes were filled with mist.

"Isn't the most beautiful encounter in the world the reunion after a long absence?"

Zhao Fan smiled slightly and said.

He was thoughtful, if he found Bai Xue and Zhang Qian later, what would the meeting be like?

Thinking of this, Zhao Fan's originally calm Dao heart showed slight ripples.

Subconsciously, the corners of Zhao Fan's mouth curled up, drawing a beautiful arc.

"Zhao Fan, what are you laughing at?"

Noticing the faint smile on Zhao Fan's face, Wang Yu asked with some doubts.

"Of course I am happy for Zhang Yu to find his family back."

"Dear?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yu's bright eyes suddenly dimmed, and she said to herself in a faint voice, "Where are my relatives?"

She was an orphan brought back to the Sword Palace by Lin Yue, and she had never known what her relatives were like.

Hearing Wang Yu's slender mosquito-like words, Zhao Fan was taken aback for a while, and comforted him with a smile: "Don't think about it, maybe you will meet your relatives in a short time."

"Even if there is really no one, the entire Sword Palace is your home, and we are all your relatives."

As he spoke, Zhao Fan patted Wang Yu's head.

"En!"

Wang Yu nodded earnestly, the gloom on his face faded, and he quickly returned to his usual lively and cheerful look.

Time passed, and a month passed quickly.

During this month, with Zhang Yu's help, Zhang Yi quickly adapted to life in the Sword Palace.

In order to avoid revealing Zhang Yi's identity, Lin Yue specially allowed her to become a disciple of Sword Palace.

In this way, there is no need to worry about attracting the attention of other disciples.

After all, the Sword Palace is far ahead of the past. Almost every once in a while, there will be newcomers from all over the sect joining the sect, and it is normal to have one more female disciple.

You Pavilion was still as calm as usual.

Except for Wang Yu and Zhang Yu, almost no one would dare to trespass here.

Because all disciples who join the sect will be specially reminded that the Youge area is the strongest elder of the Sword Palace, where Elder Zhao Fan lives, if he trespasses at will, he will be punished accordingly.

So a very new disciple, only heard of Zhao Fan's name, but never seen his real face.

In addition, Zhao Fan seldom went out to meet people, let alone a newcomer disciple, even in the hearts of those senior disciples and elders, Zhao Fan was an extremely mysterious existence.

And one thing, everyone is very clear, that mysterious Elder Zhao is the strongest immortal in the Sword Palace, this is indisputable.

"Do you want to start signing in?"

Originally, Zhao Fan closed his eyes and rested his mind, but the system's familiar prompt sound came from his mind.

Today, it's time for the monthly check-in again.

"Start signing in."

Zhao Fan responded habitually.

"Sign in successfully, Liuyunxian Chalcedony."

As the system's voice fell, a drop of crystal clear chalcedony appeared in front of Zhao Fan out of thin air.

"Liuyunxian chalcedony can help Jinxian-level powerhouses increase their cultivation by 60 years."

Without waiting for Zhao Fan to speak, the system briefly introduced.

"Add 60 years of cultivation?"

Zhao Fan's complexion moved slightly, and immediately began to refine and absorb.

A trace of extremely pure immortal energy slowly submerged into Zhao Fan's body and transformed into his own majestic immortal power.

In just one hour, Zhao Fan absorbed the entire drop of Liuyunxian chalcedony.

But what is surprising is that for ordinary Jinxian powerhouses, this spirit object can increase the cultivation level by 60 years, but it only helps Zhao Fan's celestial power become stronger.

As for the cultivation base, it hasn't increased much, and it still stays in the top-grade Golden Immortal realm.

Zhao Fan had expected this situation.

"If this drop of fairy chalcedony is refined by ordinary low-rank or middle-rank golden immortals, it may not be impossible to use it to directly raise a small realm."

"And my foundation is too solid and vigorous. Unless I can get dozens or hundreds of drops of fairyland essence, I can't get an effective improvement at all."