Chapter 716

"Yes, I think so. Anyway, I'm not like the first one to eat crabs. If anything happens, don't count it on me."

For a moment, everyone had the same idea, that is, since Zhang Fan was able to stand here, it means that Zhang Fan's identity must be different, and no one dared to ask, just watching from a distance.

Zhang Fan took a look at these people around him, and felt that the way he looked at himself seemed strange, but Zhang Fan didn't feel embarrassed. He would settle down when he came. Even if he really started, he would not suffer.

Turning around, Zhang Fan asked a tall disciple: "do you know where your patriarch is?"

The Liuyun sect disciple took a look at Zhang Fan, but he didn't dare to have too much hesitation. Especially when he saw that Zhang Fan was still so polite, he didn't dare to neglect him. He said to Zhang Fan in a hurry: "in the east of the sect, if you want to go, I can accompany you."

Zhang Fan nodded and said to him politely, "please lead the way."

The Liuyun sect disciple nodded and began to guide Zhang Fan in front of him. Zhang Fan just carried his hands behind him, and his attitude was more like a superior.

This time, after someone led the way, people felt that Zhang Fan was a VIP of the sect, so they would not be embarrassed by Zhang Fan.

All the way to a division, the Liuyun sect disciple respectfully said to Zhang Fan, "young Xia, I can only send you here. Only the inner disciples can enter in front of me. I'm not qualified."

Zhang Fan nodded and said to him, "thank you."

With that, Zhang Fan suddenly showed his body method of flying in the sky. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in the same place and rushed forward.

Seeing this scene, the outer disciple was dumbfounded. He had never seen anyone's speed reach so fast. It really opened his eyes. He couldn't even believe that what happened just now was true.

At the boundary, there were two disciples guarding the inner gate. Zhang Fan's speed was so fast that it was like a gust of wind. He passed by them directly and brought a gust of strong wind, which made them unable to prevent.

"What's going on? Did someone go by? But why didn't I see the figure? Can I say that it's haunted in the daytime? "

"Don't talk nonsense. In this season, it's normal for us to have such a strong wind occasionally. Let's do our job well."

Zhang Fan ran all the way to explore, and his spiritual consciousness began to open up. Finally, he found an old man with rich breath in a courtyard in the inner gate. After comparing the people around him, Zhang Fan found that this man's realm is the highest one here. If he is not the patriarch, then his status and identity are also the highest one here.

After locking the position of the leader of Liuyun sect, he began to grope forward quietly, trying to avoid the sight of all the inner door elders and disciples, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. Of course, if there is no way, Zhang fan can only use some extraordinary means in an extraordinary period.

When he came to the house, Zhang Fan looked around and found that there was no one. He was relieved to know that although there were not as many disciples in the inner gate as there were in the outer gate, there were also many. In the inner gate, there were almost too many people.

However, with Zhang Fan's body method, he can also avoid all people's eyes and ears, and even let these people try not to know that Zhang Fan has been here.

Just then, in the courtyard behind Zhang Fan, a voice came and said to Zhang Fan, "little friend, don't panic. When I see you are coming, I have removed all the guards. Therefore, I am the only one in my yard. You can come in at will."

This voice is powerful, very magnetic, and listening to the content of the speech, Zhang Fan is curious, it's hard to see if this person really knows how to predict.

With curiosity in his heart, Zhang Fan pushed the door into the yard and found that there was a stone platform in the yard, with ink, paper and inkstone on it, and various pigments beside it. You can see that the leader of Liuyun sect was a literati who could write and write.

Zhang Fan looked at the person in front of him and found that he was an old man with white hair, but he didn't feel that he was old. His whole body exuded a strong aura, and a faint pressure spread around him, which was a kind of superior atmosphere.

Seeing this man, Zhang Fan couldn't help thinking that if there was no accident, this man should be the leader of Liuyun sect.

The old man didn't pay attention to Zhang Fan. He was still splashing ink. The color matching was very bold. Between the thick and the heavy, there was a great momentum. Within the light color, there was euphemism. From this point, it's not difficult to see that this man is definitely a master with rich painting skills.

Zhang Fan did not speak, just stood quietly watching, because people at this time are the most artistic, painting, between the strokes, pay attention to the one at a time, so it will appear bold and natural.

Soon, the white haired old man stopped his pen, picked up a bowl of water from the side, and poured the water directly into the painting. Under the guidance of aura, the water of aura spring was evenly sprinkled in the whole painting. The scene and color in the painting suddenly became soft and natural, but without loss of boldness.The old man turned his head and said to Zhang Fan with a smile, "little friend, how about taking a look at my painting?"

Zhang Fan nodded, went forward and looked at the picture on the stone platform. He could not help but pick his eyebrows. When he saw the picture, the distant mountains and near waters, the fishing boats singing late, the lake was sparkling, and the mountains were overlapping. It really had a special charm.

However, in Zhang Fan's view, there seems to be something missing in this painting, which is not so complete, but Zhang Fan did not see what was missing.

"When you look at this painting, there are mountains in the distance, and the close-up view is sparkling. It really feels like a fishing boat singing late. It has a very artistic conception, and it really brings a feeling of peace and tranquility." Zhang Fan nodded, looked at the picture in front of him, and said to the old man in front of him.

The old man laughed and asked Zhang Fan, "can you see what's wrong with Xiaoyou? Let's talk about it. "

Zhang Fan was stunned and looked into the painting again. Just now, he felt that something was wrong with the painting. After listening to the old man's words, he really felt this way.

After a careful observation, Zhang Fan suddenly found the problem, and found that there was a dark flower nearby, which was in bloom. Moreover, it was quite colorful, looked thick, and looked fresh and green.