The ancestor who survived the tribulation was reborn and went to college

The Dharma assembly was conducted solemnly and solemnly. Everyone was in awe and followed the guidance of the Lord Baiyun Temple devoutly.

The master of Baiyun Temple chanted loudly, and everyone followed him, and the whole hall reverberated with the melodious sound of Taoism.

At the end of the ceremony, Master Baiyun Temple personally lit a stick of incense, bowed to the portrait of Taoist Nengxu, and then placed the incense on the altar table.

As the incense burned, the entire hall was filled with a rich aroma.

When everything was over, it was already evening, and Lord Baiyun came to Zhang Fan's room again.

This time he did not come by himself, but also brought several other powerful people in the Golden Core Realm.

Zhang Fan looked at the formation in front of him, a little confused, and looked at the Baiyun Temple curiously.

"Donor Zhang, please forgive me for this poor Taoist coming to bother you again." Master Baiyun noticed Zhang Fan's doubts and said politely.

Zhang Fan quickly replied: "Master Baiyun Temple is too polite. I wonder what's wrong with coming so late."

The master of Baiyun Temple did not hide anything: "I got a hexagram in divination, and this hexagram is very bad. I know that killing the demons this time is the death knot of Pindao, and also the death knot of Fang Cun Guan. Fang Cun Guan will definitely be severely injured or even destroyed."

"But there must be a trace of life in the gate of death. I have lost decades of life, and I deduce that a destined person will come to our Fangcun Mountain. With this person here, Fangcun Mountain may have a glimmer of hope."

Zhang Fan said helplessly: "Master Baiyun, you don't think I am the one who is destined to be you. This guy's cultivation level is not as high as yours. If I read it correctly, the master is already in the state of a false infant, and he is only one step away from becoming a baby." The Nascent Soul is powerful.”

Master Baiyun's eyes lit up when he heard that Zhang Fan, who was at a lower level than himself, could actually see through his own cultivation.

The more he looked, the more he felt that Zhang Fan was the destined person who gave Fang Cunguan a chance of life.

The Master of Baiyun Temple smiled and said: "Yes, Pindao really feels that Donor Zhang is the destined person. I wonder if Donor Zhang is willing to accompany Pindao to learn from each other."

"After discussing with each other, Cun Guan will be a great blessing to Donor Zhang. If Donor Zhang is really destined for Fang Cun Guan, I hope you can help Fang Cun Guan in the future?"

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, but Zhang Fan nodded and did not refuse to discuss with Master Baiyun.

Zhang Fan knew that Master Baiyun wanted to test him by competing with him, but Zhang Fan didn't pay much attention to what Master Baiyun said about great fortune.

Zhang Fan is now very eager to compete with the masters. Only by constantly fighting can he improve himself faster.

Zhang Fan and Master Baiyun stood in a wide open space in Baiyun Mountain, and several Jindan realm cultivators quietly watched the competition.

The master of Baiyun Temple is wearing a white robe. Although his face is old, there is an indescribable aura, and there is an air of arrogance between his eyebrows.

He smiled slightly. He didn't have any magic weapon in his hand, but he exuded a powerful aura.

At the same time, Zhang Fan also exuded an aura of someone in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, and his eyes were firm and steady.

The two stood opposite each other, and the atmosphere was solemn.

The Master of Baiyun Temple suddenly took action, and a white light burst out from his palm and went straight towards Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan immediately faced him. His figure was as nimble as the wind, and he dodged the attack of the Baiyun Temple Master.

In the ensuing battle, the two of them went back and forth with exquisite moves.

Baiyun Guanzhu's attacks were as fast as lightning, and each move contained powerful power, while Zhang Fan responded with flexible movements and precise moves.

There is infinite power between his fists and feet, and every move accurately hits the vital part of the Baiyun Temple.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the immortal cultivators in the Golden Core Realm were all deeply attracted by this battle.

The battle between the two became more and more intense, and the scene became more and more thrilling.

The Master of Baiyun Temple suddenly performed a unique skill. His figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and then reappeared behind Zhang Fan.

His palm was like a knife, slashing towards Zhang Fan's neck.

Zhang Fan immediately felt the danger. He turned around quickly and punched out suddenly, colliding with the palm of Guanzhu Baiyun.

A powerful force burst out instantly, and the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart.

The cultivators in the Golden Core Realm couldn't help but take a few steps back to avoid being affected.

The two men retreated at the same time. After standing still, they could feel the power fluctuations in each other's bodies.

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Temple Master Baiyun. He did not expect Zhang Fan to be so powerful.

Zhang Fan also felt a bit of pressure. He knew that the strength of the Baiyun Temple Master far exceeded his own, but he was not afraid. Instead, he inspired a stronger fighting spirit.

The fight continued, with fists and feet of the two intertwining, each collision bringing a strong impact.

Their bodies were completely activated, and every muscle was exerting its maximum strength.

The Jindan Realm cultivators were stunned. They had never seen such a fierce battle.

Time passed quietly, and both of their bodies were already scarred.

Their breathing became rapid, but their eyes were still full of determination.

Finally, they stopped attacking at the same time and looked at each other.

"You are very strong." Temple Master Baiyun said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be able to fight to a tie with me."

Zhang Fan also smiled and nodded, "You are also very strong. I am honored to compete with you."

The master of Baiyun Temple was also interested, and then smiled and said: "Why don't we compare weapons? I have a sword in my hand."

Zhang Fan laughed loudly: "The kid also has a sword in his hand."

The master of Baiyun Temple was wearing a white robe and holding a White Cloud Sword. The sword was as sharp as white clouds, dancing lightly around him.

His swordsmanship is as free as white clouds, blending into the aura of heaven and earth, and each sword carries infinite power.

Zhang Fan, on the other hand, was wearing black clothes and holding a flaming dagger. The sword was dignified, like a sharp blade in the dark, exuding a fiery aura.

His swordsmanship is fierce and powerful, and every sword carries destructive power, as if it can chop everything into pieces.

The sword skills of the two collided with each other, the sword energy flew everywhere, and the air was filled with strong energy fluctuations.

Their figures intertwined in the air, and their speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch them. Every encounter was a life and death battle.

Master Baiyun's swordsmanship is agile and swift. His swords are like misty white clouds, dancing lightly in the air. Each sword carries infinite power.

Zhang Fan responded with fierce and powerful swordsmanship. His sword was like a sharp blade in the dark, exuding a fiery aura, and each sword carried the power of destruction.

The sword skills of the two collided with each other, the sword energy flew everywhere, and the air was filled with strong energy fluctuations.

Their figures intertwined in the air, and their speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch them. Every encounter was a life and death battle.

As time passed, the battle between Zhang Fan and Master Baiyun entered a fierce stage.

Their swordsmanship became more and more powerful, and each fight brought huge energy impacts, causing the surrounding space to begin to distort.

Master Baiyun's sword skills are getting faster and faster, and his sword power is getting sharper and sharper. His figure is as erratic in the sky as white clouds, and every sword has infinite power.

Zhang Fan, on the other hand, responded with fierce and powerful swordsmanship. His sword power became more and more fierce, and each sword was carrying the power of destruction.