Chapter 3198

Although fan Weiran's voice was very low, all the people here looked heavy... Because what Fan Weiran said was not to discuss whether to do it, but who would do it with him.

Obviously, fan Weiran has decided.

After a while, the old man who first opened his mouth smiled bitterly: "why so anxious."

Fan Weiran's fat face showed a little smile: "my son is dead."

That smile, smile, very penetrating.

Without waiting for an answer, fan Weiran spoke again with a low voice: "I'm not as skilled as a man. I deserve to die. I haven't been seen through by the evil cultivation. I can only blame him for his waste... But I'm such a son!"

Obviously, in fan Weiran's opinion, although fan Bowen died unjustly... But if he died, he was dead. Whether he was secretly attacked or ambushed, he couldn't see through and fell in the trap. As long as there was no golden elixir, he would die if he didn't have enough chance.

After all, the immortal cultivation world is the law of the jungle, which gives full play to the law of the jungle. Especially now, Heiyu Pavilion and demon cultivation are fighting against zishuang gate.

However... He can see through, doesn't mean he will be indifferent.

Fan Bowen's death is well deserved.

He deserved revenge.

The others looked, and the old man said, "it's too early... Now, it's not the time."

The golden elixir is nothing, but in this case, once the golden elixir is released, it represents the spread of war.

Fan Weiran's move means that next, whether it is zishuang gate, Qiushui Pavilion, Heiyu Pavilion and demon Xiu, they will enter the golden elixir realm to fight.

Fan Weiran's voice suddenly became cold: "I've been practicing pills for zongmen for so many years, and I can be regarded as worthy of the past kindness of zongmen. Since you don't want to, I'll quit zishuangmen."

After that, fan Weiran got up directly and was about to leave.

The old man hurried to say, "the boy fan Bowen is not necessarily dead. Wu Peng and the news from Qiushui pavilion are just that fan Bowen disappeared with the self explosion of those seriously injured disciples... You are too old to learn from Lei gang."

Lei Gang, who pretended to be mute, said angrily: "old man, you're wrong. Although I like little fat man very much... However, his cultivation is there. He needs to burn blood essence to escape from the weakening and self explosion of the range even building three floors of the foundation. With the cultivation of little fat man..."

The old man frowned and tilted his head: "Yuze fairy?"

Yuze shrugged but didn't speak. I don't know what she thought.

Lei Gang stretched: "old man, vote. You're not tired after tossing so much."

Voting... The old man's mood tightened quietly.

Voting is simple, but... The probability will make fan Weiran cold.

Fan Weiran's accomplishments are nothing but... Fan Weiran has great attainments in alchemy. At least 30% of the pills of purple frost sect are made by fan Weiran or his disciples!

"There's no need to discuss. Wei Ran didn't leave Zong for the first time, but came here to discuss. He's already thinking about the overall situation of Zong... Lei Gang, and Yuze, you go with him." a voice from somewhere suddenly sounded here.

His voice was calm as if he had no feelings.

"OK." Lei Gang immediately got up. His burly body made bursts of "pa pa", and many bones seemed to start moving.

Fan Weiran's eyes suddenly rejoiced.

Yuze frowned, but shook his head: "I want to stay at Maple Leaf peak."

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Qinghong is a dangerous place. I don't know how deep it is. There are places where monsters build the foundation.

Jiang Ting hides his figure and shuttles through the jungle.

He has entered this dangerous place for more than half a year.

According to his estimation, he was afraid that he would soon cross the dangerous place of Qinghong. During this period, in order to avoid exposure, he didn't kill any monster and tried his best to hide his body.

As for Xia Houping and others, he didn't know whether they left. He only knew that he couldn't see beyond the dangerous place at the moment.

Another leap for a while, Jiang Ting stopped: "unexpectedly, beyond this dangerous place, it is the ocean..."

He could not see the sea for the time being, but sometimes he could smell the saltiness of the sea.

It's very light. If it weren't for his cultivation, he couldn't even notice it.

I don't know where the sea is... If he continues at the current speed, I'm afraid he can see the sea in a month or two at most.

Whispering, Jiang Ting took out an array disk and turned it into a hidden array.

Then he took out a piece of silver paper from the storage bag... The silver paper was shaking constantly.

This is the silver paper he got from zongmen when he took the exploration task. He used up two and left one.

Now there is a sudden change... There can be no movement for no reason. Perhaps the news of being ambushed has been returned or even confirmed, so zongmen doesn't know who, and somehow suddenly thinks of him?

The mind reads thousands of things, but Jiang Ting's action is not slow. A wisp of mana rushes into silver paper.

After half a breath.

The mana in Jiang Ting's body was immediately extracted by silver paper, nearly half of which was huge. Then the paper crane instantly turned into a paper crane, and there was no wind.

"Jiangting." Yuze's voice sounded instantly... Until the sound fell, Yuze's appearance condensed in the flame.

Jiang Ting arched his hand slightly: "I've seen martial uncle Yuze."

Although his salute cannot be seen through the flame... However, the subtle changes of his body can be seen clearly.

Yuze didn't talk nonsense. He asked directly, "no more miles. Where are you now?"

"Hui Shibo, my disciple is in the dangerous place of Qinghong at the moment."

After that, Jiang Ting asked again, "elder martial uncle, but elder martial brother Wu Peng and elder martial sister Ye Shiyu have returned to zongmen? Zongmen also learned of Gu Ya's betrayal?"

"Well, they're back."

Yuze nodded first and then frowned slightly: "Qinghong is dangerous... Are you still in Qiushui pavilion? Please."

Jiang Ting pretended to be puzzled: "martial uncle, what's the matter?"

Yuze took a deep look and then opened his mouth: "a few days ago, the news of Ye Shiyu and Wu Peng's return to the sect, Gu Ya's betrayal and the news that the escort team was almost destroyed were confirmed. Fan Weiran, the elder of Danfeng, was very angry. The sect took the lead. The three elders of Jindan left. In less than five days, Heiyu Pavilion and demon cultivation were uprooted."

Jiang Ting was slightly stunned and responded: "elder fan is the father of younger martial brother fan Bowen?"

"Yes, fan Weiran has only one son. He has been trained for many years, but he was killed..." at last, Yuze shook his head and didn't speak.

Jiang Ting can also understand... The stronger the strength of a person who practices, the less likely it is to have future generations.

Let's go back to the refining realm.

Under normal circumstances, unless they are obsessed with the affairs in the house for a long time, most of them have only one son... It is normal that there is only one son in the realm of golden elixir.

There are few children who have the talent of cultivation and can inherit their family property.

After all, the combination of immortals and immortals does not mean that future generations must be able to practice.