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

In the following days, Zhao Fan ignored the vicissitudes of the outside world, but stayed in the demon lock tower to practice.

With the continuous acceleration of the recovery of heaven and earth spiritual energy, more and more immortal cultivators will emerge in the future.

And the most important thing is that Zhao Fan has not forgotten what the demon who rushed out of the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave said before he died, that there are still many terrifying forces in this world that are as dusty as the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave.

Once the top powerhouses of those forces wake up and regain their strength, it will have a terrible impact on the entire world of cultivating immortals, and Shushan will also be greatly affected.

Therefore, in order to cope with the major changes that may occur in the future, Zhao Fan needs to seize the time and continuously improve his own strength.

He continued to practice Yujianshu and Wanjianjue, because these two kendo martial arts are his important foundation.

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed.

Zhao Fanbao sits majestically cross-legged in the void, his body is strong and powerful, and his skin glows with golden luster, as if poured from fairy gold, exuding a powerful and daunting aura of detachment.

And at the same time, a series of sword intents spread out, seemingly small but extremely dangerous, even more terrifying than thunder and lightning, causing the surrounding void to continuously distort and collapse.

This is just Zhao Fan's unintentional display of power.

The silence in the Suoyao Pagoda was extremely quiet. With a gust of breeze, a piece of thin withered grass was blown up by the wind. Before it fell, Yang Fan suddenly grabbed it in his hand.

boom!

Yang Fan's eyes were like lightning, and he used the withered grass in his hand as a sword, and slashed towards the sky at will.

In an instant, the sky was dark, the wind and cloud changed color, and a dazzling sword light easily shattered the mountain-like thick clouds and mist, with the momentum of opening up the sky, almost cutting the entire sky.

Above the Demon Locking Tower, at a height of tens of miles, a huge crack in the void appeared, ferocious and frightening.

"what is that?"

"The sky... actually cracked!"

In the Shu Mountain, several elders had a feeling in their hearts, and they noticed the scene of the sky at the first time, and they were all dumbfounded with fright.

"Is it a special celestial phenomenon? It indicates that our Shushan is in danger?"

An elderly elder said worriedly.

"It is very possible that the suzerain appointed the illegitimate son as the young suzerain, which violated the will of the ancestors of Shushan, so there is a vision warning."

"No, we have to continue to persuade the suzerain."

Although these elders were not weak, they didn't realize that the void crack in the sky was just the result of Zhao Fan's casual sword practice.

Not only that, they also mistakenly believed that this was a special sign before the danger of Shushan came, and all the reasons were attributed to the fact that Zhao Cheng made Zhao Xiaotian the young suzerain.

"I have finally fully mastered the fifth level of Yujianshu, all plants and trees are swords!" Inside the demon lock tower, Zhao Fan smiled.He didn't know that the trace left after he drew the sword had already caused panic in Shushan.

"Even if I don't have a flying sword in my hand, ordinary plants and trees can become sharp weapons in my hands. I can cut through the dead with one sword. Looking at the current world of cultivating immortals, there should be few people who can stop it."

Zhao Fan is very confident, because he has not only improved his swordsmanship, Wan Jianjue has also advanced to the third level of perfection, which is only half a step away from the fourth level. The two martial arts complement each other, allowing his comprehensive strength to be obtained Significant improvement.

"Do you want to start signing in?"

At this moment, the system's familiar prompt sounded in Zhao Fan's mind.

"Sign in."

Zhao Fan replied subconsciously.

"Successful signing in, reward Xuantian Yangling Coffin."

As the system's voice fell, a white crystal coffin appeared in front of Zhao Fan out of thin air, carved like jade, with dense runes engraved on it, exuding a biting cold air.

"Xuantian Spirit Raising Coffin?"

Zhao Fan was a little confused, and asked the system: "System, what is the use of this thing?"

"The Xuantian Yangling Coffin is forged from Wannian Xuantian Ice, which can seal the vitality and longevity of immortal cultivators." The system's answer was concise and to the point.

Hearing this, Zhao Fan's eyes flashed brightly, and he asked: "If a seriously injured and dying cultivator lies in a coffin, can the remaining vitality be sealed to delay death?"

"of course can."

"Great." Hearing the system's response, Zhao Fan smiled. If so, his brother Zhao Cheng might not have to die.

It is worthy of being produced by the system, and it must be a high-quality product.

Before Zhao Fan could continue to be happy, he noticed a rush of footsteps coming from outside the Demon Locking Tower.

"Uncle."

As the gate of the Demon Locking Tower was pushed open, Zhao Xiaotian, who became the young suzerain, came here suddenly.

Zhao Fan noticed that Zhao Xiaotian's face was full of sadness, his heart tightened subconsciously, and he frowned and asked: "You are not in Shushan to take care of important matters, why are you here?"

"Uncle... my father... is dying soon." Zhao Xiaotian said in great pain.

"It's only been more than two months now, doesn't he still have half a month?"

"In the past few days, my father has been arguing endlessly with the elders and high-ranking elders of the sect in order to support me, and he has taught me how to deal with the affairs of the sect day and night, and he has hardly had a good rest until he suddenly fainted this morning. Gossamer."

"Several elders who are proficient in medical skills said that he might die easily."

"That's why I'm here to invite uncle to see my father for the last time."

Zhao Xiaotian was about to cry, and said in pain.

"Walk."

With a heavy heart, Zhao Fan headed towards the main hall of Mount Shu, Zhao Xiaotian followed closely behind.

Shushan Great Hall.

Suzerain Zhao Cheng was unconscious, lying peacefully, his originally black hair had turned all gray at this moment, like an old man on the verge of rotten wood, his whole body exuded the breath of death that life was about to wither.

Until he fell into a coma, regardless of his own injuries, he insisted on teaching Zhao Xiaotian to deal with important matters in Shushan.

Because Zhao Cheng always has a regret in his heart, regretting that he has not achieved the goal of revitalizing Shushan, so he hopes to give his son as much as possible, so that he can fulfill his unfulfilled wish for him.

In the main hall, the mother and son of Princess Pingyang and the elders of Shushan knelt down on the ground, and the sound of sad weeping continued to echo.

Although Zhao Cheng made the mistake of attacking the Tianpeng monster clan, no one can deny his achievements. Shushan can be where it is today, all because of his efforts to reform and reform.

Therefore, Zhao Cheng is still deeply loved by the elders and disciples.

"Let's all go out."

Just when everyone was sad, a calm voice suddenly came to mind. Before they could react, they were shaken out of the hall by a gentle force.

When Zhao Fan arrived, he didn't want to be disturbed by other people on the last possible meeting between the two brothers.

Including Zhao Xiaotian, everyone else was blocked from the hall by mysterious forces.

As if aware of Zhao Fan's arrival, his younger brother Zhao Cheng regained his light and slowly woke up from the coma. He asked in an extremely weak voice, "Is the eldest brother here?"

"It's me, here I come."

Zhao Fan stepped forward slowly, and gently held Zhao Cheng's withered and weak palm, and the pure spiritual power slowly sank into his body.

"Brother, it's good that you come."

Zhao Cheng grinned like an innocent child.

He vaguely remembered that when he was young, his eldest brother grabbed his palm and took him to play around in various parts of Shushan.

That was Zhao Cheng's happiest time, because no matter how many disasters he caused, his elder brother would stand by him.

"Brother, I succeeded you as the young suzerain back then, and later became the suzerain of Shushan, but I did not lead Shushan to revitalize."

"Will you be a little disappointed in me?"

When he was about to rot, Zhao Cheng suddenly opened his mouth and asked slowly.

Over the years, Zhao Cheng has always felt that he has snatched away the position of the eldest brother's young suzerain, and he has always been a little brooding in his heart, so he wants to make some achievements and live up to the expectations of his elder brother and his dead father.

However, when there were many crises, it was his elder brother who solved the mess for him.

So Zhao Cheng was very concerned about whether his elder brother would be disappointed with him.

"You've done a great job."

"Besides, no one can do better than you." Zhao Fan said comfortingly with a smile on his face.

"That's good."

"It's time for me to go too. Xiaotian will beg your elder brother more in the future." Zhao Cheng felt relieved, smiled with satisfaction, and slowly closed his eyes.

"You can't go yet." Suddenly, Zhao Fan shook his head, took out the Xuantian Yangling Coffin from the system space, and said calmly: "You have to live well to witness the revival and strength of Shushan."

As the words fell, Zhao Fan put Zhao Cheng into the Xuantian Yangling Coffin, and instantly a powerful sealing force sealed the dying Zhao Cheng in ice.

With Xuantian Yangling Coffin in place, Zhao Cheng can barely hang on to life, and when Zhao Fan becomes stronger in the future, he can find a way to revive him.

"However, I took Zhao Cheng away like this, but I didn't explain it like people outside the hall."

Hesitating for a moment, Zhao Fan raised his hand to grab it, and the aura of heaven and earth gathered together, and finally condensed into a puppet similar in appearance to his younger brother Zhao Cheng.

The puppet was completely silent, lying on the spot like a real dead person.

This is a powerful means of the fusion stage. Although it is just a puppet formed by spiritual energy, unless there is a stronger existence than Zhao Fan, ordinary people will not be able to see the clue.

"The suzerain passed away, you can come in."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Fan disappeared out of thin air, and the mysterious force that prevented everyone from entering the hall also slowly receded.