Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

Zhang Qian's tone was very firm. Apart from her reasonable guess, she also had a woman's natural sixth sense.

She was absolutely convinced that Zhao Fan was the mysterious and powerful senior swordsman in Shushan.

Although separated by the thick gate of the Demon Locking Tower, Zhao Fan could still feel the sense of anticipation she was looking forward to.

"Since you have already guessed it, it seems that I can't admit it." Zhao Fan thought for a while, and then admitted generously.

"Brother, is this true?"

Hearing Zhao Fan's own confession, Zhang Qian almost jumped up excitedly, and asked again and again: "You are really a senior Shushan Sword Cultivator! That's great, I know my guess is correct."

She was extremely happy, even more happy than when she broke through a big realm in cultivation.

After she was happy, Zhang Qian seemed to think of something, pouted her round red lips, and asked, "Brother, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Didn't I tell you?" Zhao Fan pretended to be confused with a smile, and reminded: "If I remember correctly, I told you before that I am the senior Shushan Sword Cultivator."

"It's just that you didn't believe it at the time."

"This……"

Zhang Qian had a look of shame on her face, and she clearly remembered that after the incident of the Six Great Sword Gates, Zhao Fan had indeed joked that he was a senior Shushan Sword Cultivator, but at the beginning she thought it was just a joke and didn't take it seriously.

Thinking about it now, Zhao Fan really didn't deceive himself.

"Brother, can I still call you that in the future? Can I still bring you meals like before?" Zhang Qian asked weakly, blinking her big eyes.

Knowing that Zhao Fan is the unfathomable senior Shushan Sword Cultivator made Zhang Qian feel very stressed while being happy.

"of course."

"Why, don't you want to bring me food?" Zhao Fan asked jokingly.

"No, no, no, I can't wait to deliver meals to senior brother every day. It's the dream of many people to be able to deliver meals to Senior Sword Cultivator." Zhang Qian giggled and said hastily.

"Junior Sister, you can still call me Senior Brother as before."

"Remember, the matter about me is a secret between us and cannot be disclosed to others." Zhao Fan thought for a while and reminded softly.

"Brother, don't worry."

"I will definitely not tell others, lest other brothers and sisters come to disturb your peace." Zhang Qian nodded and said seriously.

"Then it's settled."

Zhao Fan smiled slightly, and then asked again: "By the way, I killed the bloodthirsty old man and the others. Has the problem of worshiping the moon been solved?"

"Brother, now the Moon Worship Sect has been completely destroyed."

"Because of this incident, many demons, clans and sects have become very jealous of our Shu Mountain, and even the high-level leaders of many forces have personally ordered that their disciples are not allowed to set foot in our Shu Mountain."

"The most gratifying thing is that during this period of time, more than a dozen cultivating families have taken the initiative to join us in Shushan as a vassal force. I heard that the suzerain and all the elders are very busy."

Zhang Qian briefly explained what happened after the fall of the Moon Worship Sect.

"All of this is due to the senior brother. As long as the senior brother is here, our Shushan will definitely become stronger and stronger." After Zhang Qian finished speaking, she did not forget to add something flattering.

"If Shushan wants to revive, it cannot rely on just one person."

"It requires the joint efforts of many people." Zhao Fan said calmly with a slight smile.

Zhang Qian blinked her big bright eyes and nodded thoughtfully.

Afterwards, the two chatted again, and when dusk approached, Zhang Qian reluctantly left.

After Zhang Qian left, the Demon Locking Tower returned to its usual tranquility.

In the following days, Zhao Fan did not take another step out of the Demon Locking Tower. Apart from signing in every day, he practiced. Occasionally, when he had free time, he would take the time to teach his nephew Zhao Xiaotian's practice.

For a strong immortal cultivator at Zhao Fan's level, even if it is just a casual call, it will be of great help to ordinary immortal cultivators.

Zhao Xiaotian has good aptitude for cultivating immortals, and under Zhao Fan's repeated guidance, he grew very fast.

Time passed little by little.

……

In the blink of an eye, another 22 years have passed.

This is the 120th year since Zhao Fan came to Suoyao Tower.

For ordinary people, a hundred years is a long life, but for immortal cultivators, it is just a moment of flickering.

In the past 22 years, Zhao Fan's cultivation has not made a significant breakthrough, and he still stays in the perfect state of distraction.

Above the stage of distraction is the stage of integration. For cultivators, it is an unfathomable, watershed-like realm.

Even in the most glorious period of the world of cultivating immortals tens of thousands of years ago, immortal cultivators in the combined state were called powerful, because the strong in this realm had the power to move mountains and fill seas with every move.

The realm of the fusion period is right in front of you.

Zhao Fan could pierce it with his hand, but he was not in a hurry.

"In the stage of integration, beyond all the previous realms of cultivating immortals, it is the level of primordial spirit, spiritual power, and physical body that can only be entered when the balance of the three is raised to the limit."

"Looking at the past ten thousand years, even if there are rare and outstanding cultivators who have come to this point, they have only practiced one or two of the three until they have successfully broken through the realm, and they are not truly powerful at all."

"My primordial spirit and spiritual power have been polished for so many years, and the two have almost reached the extreme. Now there is only a slight difference in the physical body. When the three are combined into one and break through the realm at the same time, the overall strength will be at least several times that of the same level of immortal cultivators."

Zhao Fan's eyes flickered, and he muttered to himself.

Over the years, he has been polishing himself and constantly accumulating precipitation. After 22 years, the spiritual power in Zhao Fan's body is as deep as the ocean, and the soul is even more solid and strong, as bright as a scorching sun.

On the open space in the demon lock tower, Zhao Fan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the endless black clouds stretching above, he pointed like a sword, and slashed out at will.

Boom!

The thick black cloud covering more than a dozen kilometers split into two in an instant. From a distance, it seemed as if the entire sky had been split in half!

This scene was seen by Zhao Xiaotian not far away, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

And it's not over yet, Zhao Fan didn't use any spiritual power, and with a thought, the water vapor in the void condensed and became a pair of unstoppable flying swords, densely covering the sky and covering the ground, rushing into the depths of the clouds and mists, and turning the original The dark cloud that was divided into two was smashed apart.

The black clouds dissipated, and the golden sunlight fell on Zhao Fan's body, making his figure look even taller and taller!

"Uncle has become stronger."

"When will I become so powerful?"

Looking at Zhao Fan's figure, Zhao Xiaotian murmured, with adoration and awe in his eyes.

After so many years of Zhao Fan's teaching, he has grown from an eight-year-old child to a Nascent Soul Stage Immortal Cultivator, but he still can't see through the depth of his uncle. He only knows that the former is very strong, just like The vast ocean, bottomless.

"The aura between heaven and earth has become more and more intense."

"I still have to pay close attention to the practice of the physical body, try to break through as soon as possible."

After the clouds and mist in the sky were shaken away, Zhao Fan could clearly feel that the spiritual energy above the sky became more and more intense. Over the years, the recovery speed of the spiritual energy became faster and faster.

The days are as usual, except for occasionally giving pointers to his nephew Zhao Xiaotian, Zhao Fan focuses on the cultivation of the physical body. With his efforts, the Zhang Liujin body has already reached the second level of perfection, and it is only half a step away from the third level. remote.