Cultivation of immortality: Start by looking at other people’s opportunities

Facing his brother's questioning, Li Daofeng did not offer any explanation.

There was no trace of pain on his face.

On the contrary, there was a knowing smile on the corner of his mouth.

"cough!"

"you win!"

"I think this level of pupil power should be able to help you erase the evil king's mark on your soul, right?"

Speaking of which.

Li Daofeng turned around and looked at Xu Fan, giving him an apologetic look.

"Boss Xu, I'm sorry!"

"I owe you again!"

thump!

That’s it.

Li Daofeng's almost dried-up body fell to the ground and turned into rolling dust.

"Crazy senior!"

"Uncle!"

"Why? Why don't you use your Way of Life to save yourself!"

"Xu Fan didn't blame you for losing this gambling game at all!"

Xu Fan and Xiao Nanyiyi rushed forward immediately.

The latter was even in tears, trying to piece together the scattered ashes.

This uncle-master took care of her as much as her master did and was the person she respected the most.

however.

No matter how hard they tried, all they could get in the end was a pile of broken bones.

Xu Fan felt an indescribable sense of guilt in his heart.

He knew in his heart that the reason why this crazy old man gave up his last chance to survive was probably to apologize for losing the fight.

Or maybe he didn't want to embarrass his younger brother.

Although he didn't know why the other party stopped Ke'er and went on the field himself, it was obvious that he had other intentions.

Based on his understanding of Li Daofeng, this person must not simply want to help his brother awaken his pupil power.

……

this moment.

Thumb thump!

Li Daodian felt as if his heart was being plucked fiercely by someone, and he finally understood everything belatedly.

It turned out that his brother just wanted to help him escape the control of the Evil Temple in this way.

From beginning to end, the opponent never used his full strength.

From Xiao Nanyiyi's words, he was completely certain that the strong breath of growth just now was indeed the proof that the other party wanted to save the situation at the last moment.

Endless regret surged into his heart and swallowed Li Daodian.

He turned his head to look at the evil domain standing on Ji Zhener's shoulder. The faith that he had held for thousands of years actually showed signs of loosening at this moment.

"Li Daodian, you have done very well. Once the Lord has mastered Xu Fan's body, he will naturally reward you well."

"Step aside and wait!"

Li Daodian bowed to Ji Zhener without saying much, just stood there in a daze.

By now.

Five matches have been fought, with each side winning two and drawing one, so they are evenly matched.

The next two final battles will be the key to victory.

Ji Zhener's taut and beautiful face revealed a charming smile the moment Li Daodian won.

"In the sixth round, I will personally take part!"

"Ji Zhener, I am in the Quasi-God Realm, please teach me!"

This statement came out.

The whole place was dead silent, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, as if the sky had fallen.

They had just witnessed how powerful this woman was. With just one clone, she was able to kill the Snow Silver Clothes who was as powerful as the ceiling.

Its combat effectiveness can be imagined.

"Palace Master Ji, you have just been on the scene, and my beloved wife died in your hands!"

"You wouldn't forget it so quickly, would you?"

Ye Xuan shouted angrily.

however.

Ji Zhen'er sneered upon hearing this, not caring at all, "Did we ever say that the same person can only play once?"

"You!" Ye Xuan pointed at the other party angrily. Being not good at speaking, he couldn't think of any words to retort.

Obviously, this woman is a person who will do anything to achieve her goals.

There is no morality at all.

This beautiful appearance is nothing but a disguise for a vicious heart.

For a moment, the situation was at a stalemate.

Everyone looked at each other, and after counting the entire Tianxuan Continent, no one could think of a suitable candidate.

Bing Wu'er, who was watching the fight on the side, was so angry that she wanted to stand up, but was stopped by a look from her master.

Her cultivation had reached the divine level, which was against the rules.

There is no use in talking more.

Seeing this, Xu Fan stepped forward and shouted in a deep voice:

"It's no big deal. We'll give up this round, so what?"

"For the last match, I will personally..."

The words have not yet fallen.

A rumbling sound was heard in the void, which stopped Xu Fan's steps.

"Ji Zhen'er, aren't you going too far?"

"It's been ten thousand years since we last met. You don't really think that I've fallen, do you?"

"Will you let me, an old man like you, play with you for this round?"

"The head of the Element Pavilion, the Exiled Immortal, has arrived!"

Wow!

As the voice came out, there was a burst of violent agitation from the audience.

The Master of the Element Pavilion, what a terrifying existence that is.

As the pinnacle of human power in the Tianxuan Continent, this person has always existed only in legends.

The vast majority of people don’t even know his name.

When some knowledgeable people heard the three words "Zhang Zexian", some scattered memories came to their minds.

"Zhang the Exiled Immortal?"

"The old Pavilion Master who led the Profound Sky Continent to fight against the demons during the great war between immortals and demons ten thousand years ago?"

"He... is still alive?"

"It is rumored that he is the one who truly inherited the teachings of Emperor Yan."

……

While they were discussing excitedly, everyone couldn't help but look up into the void, in the direction where the voice came from.

What came into view was an old man with silver hair and beard.

He was holding a worn-out palm-leaf fan in his hand, waving it casually.

It seems like fanning yourself to keep cool, or like driving away mosquitoes.

This person doesn't look like a sage at all. Instead, he looks like an old man working in the fields.

When Ye Xuan, Xiao Nanyi and others saw this person appear, they all knelt on the ground and greeted him respectfully, "Greetings, Pavilion Master!"

And when Xu Fan saw this face.

There was an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart.

He was secretly certain that he must have seen this person before, and even the palm-leaf fan in the other person's hand looked familiar.

At least there was some kind of intersection, the voice and posture seemed familiar, and this feeling is definitely not something a stranger can give.

Perhaps sensing Xu Fan's eager gaze, the old man couldn't help but glance at him and said jokingly:

"Master Xu, I haven't seen you for many years. Your cultivation has really improved by leaps and bounds!"

"Some time ago you passed by my house and secretly checked the lantern at the door. I am very grateful to you!"

"You are a trustworthy child. You still remember the promise we made!"

"Ha ha……"

This statement came out.

Xu Fan was shocked.

"what!?"

"You...you are Mr. Zhang from Qixing Town!"

"This...how is this possible?"

Back then, when he was only at the Qi Refining stage, he was assigned by the sect to treat the dying Mr. Zhang.

Afterwards, the other party presented him with an ancient fan, which contained the secret technique of condensing medicine into frost, which would be of great benefit to his future practice.

This also indirectly led him to the path of alchemy.

When he presented the folding fan as a present, the broken banana fan in his hand was the one in front of him.

With the cultivation level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, when he recalls the past events now, they are still vivid in his mind.

Afterwards, he also used the Palm Mirror to check the mirror of his life.

Looking at his life trajectory now, he is still living a mortal life in Qixing Town.

This was completely inconsistent with the scene where he tore through the void.

It also completely refreshed his understanding of the Palm of Heaven Mirror.