Chapter 140: Even a God Is an Ant

"I have something important to discuss!"

Zhang Haobo's voice echoed between heaven and earth.

The faces of the monks on Wanxian Island were different when they heard the words, and their reactions were different.

"What a big mouth, he is just a Jindan monk, what important thing can he do?"

"Yes, he actually borrowed the power of the wind and disaster of heaven and earth to force Wanxian Island. It's simply bullying my Wanxian Island because there is no one!"

"Why doesn't the Immortal Lord Huashen slap this kid to death! I'm so anxious!"

"It's more uncomfortable to see him in the limelight than losing a technique!"

"But Jindan cultivation has such a demeanor. This boy will become a great man in the future."

"He has been practicing Taoism for less than ten years, and he has controlled the wind and surpassed the immortals with Jindan cultivation. This feat reminds me of the rumored Master Jinglun."

...

Ignoring the noise coming from Wanxian Island in the distance, Zhang Haobo looked calm and waited patiently.

A moment later, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Dressed in white, holding a feather fan, he was very elegant.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Haobo: "Golden elixir? Important matter?"

"I haven't met such an interesting young man for a long time!"

Zhang Haobo looked at him directly, his expression unchanged, and said calmly: "Golden elixir, transformation of gods, are all ants."

The hand of the white-clothed transformation of gods stroking the fan paused, and he looked at Zhang Haobo again.

But this time, there was a little more seriousness in his eyes.

After a while, he pointed with the feather fan: "In this case, you come with me!"

Then, the white-clothed transformation of gods and Zhang Haobo disappeared from the sight of the people on Wanxian Island.

Only the giant green tornado was left, still spinning.

In the sky, a hole suddenly appeared in the clouds.

The bright starlight shone down, and the green wind of the tornado gradually disappeared.

Only the discussion of the monks on Wanxian Island remained for a long time.

Zhang Haobo's eyes blurred, and he felt that he suddenly appeared on the top of a mountain.

The clouds were shrouded, and only the tip of the mountains in the distance was visible.

The white-clothed god stood on the cliff at the top of the mountain, with his back to him.

"This place is a self-contained area, which can be isolated from the detection of the Heavenly Dao. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Zhang Haobo first looked around again and observed for a moment.

With his current cultivation, he could not see anything special here.

So he just said: "Senior, do you know that there is a soul of heaven and earth hidden in this sea of ​​clouds?"

The white-clothed god turned around and looked at Zhang Haobo with interest, saying: "You mean, Qingfeng who is in a stalemate with the hilt?"

"Although I don't know where you learned this, if you think this is an opportunity, you are thinking about it."

"The gods in the sea of ​​clouds and even in the surrounding states all know the existence of Qingfeng."

"But no one dares to come to sacrifice, do you know why?"

Zhang Haobo's face remained unchanged and replied: "Is it because of the hilt?"

The god nodded: "The spirit of heaven and earth, every time it appears, it must have a mission. According to our observation, Qingfeng's mission is to destroy the hilt."

"A hundred years ago, a foreign god passed by and noticed Qingfeng's existence and wanted to sacrifice him."

"As a result, Qingfeng used a cage to imprison him and the hilt together."

"The evil spirit of the hilt suddenly erupted, and the target was not Qingfeng's cage, but this god."

"Qingfeng also launched an attack at the right time."

"It is equivalent to two Hedao immortals attacking at the same time, and this god died on the spot."

Zhang Haobo heard this and thought about it.

"The two of you are fighting and deadlocked. But if someone interferes, especially a weak one, they will see it as a provocation."

"You will attack in groups, right?"

The White-clothed God of Transformation fanned his feather fan: "You are a teachable kid."

Zhang Haobo suddenly changed the subject and said: "But the Soul of Heaven and Earth I'm talking about is not Qingfeng."

"The hilt of the sword escaped and flew to an unknown place. And Qingfeng followed it."

The White-clothed God of Transformation suddenly froze.

"What I'm talking about is a Soul of Heaven and Earth that has not yet appeared, but is about to appear in the sea of ​​clouds."

Zhang Haobo's eyes were a little scattered, as if he was recalling something.

The White-clothed God of Transformation put down his feather fan and stared at Zhang Haobo.

His expression was serious.

Above the mountains, patches of dark clouds gathered and covered the sky.

...

Li Fan still knew nothing about what was happening in the outside world.

He has been immersed in the study of formations.

The person who studied with him finally couldn't stand this extremely perverted hard training after three months and gave up on his own initiative.

He chose to leave.

Zhang Zhiliang said nothing, but soon after, he brought back another person to teach the formation.

Li Fan didn't notice these things happening around him at all.

Concentrate on studying the formation.

Feeling tired, the silver spices are lit.

Unexpectedly, there is no rest.

Zhang Zhiliang looked at Li Fan with more and more satisfaction.

Such days continued until two years later.

The reminder time set before arrived, and Li Fan woke up from his study.

Looking at the detailed diagram of the formation in front of him, which was split into countless subtle pictures, with some reluctance, Li Fan moved his eyes and looked at Zhang Zhiliang.

"Master Zhang, I have something to do and need to go out." Li Fan explained.

Zhang Zhiliang nodded: "You have been studying for so long, it's time to go out and relax."

After thinking for a moment, he handed Li Fan a white glowing cube.

"I'll borrow this for your protection to prevent any unexpected situations."

Li Fan observed the block in his hand and saw traces of dozens of formations superimposed on it.

Zhang Zhiliang said: "This is the formation crown, which is made up of hundreds of different formations superimposed on each other."

"The most precious formation is a teleportation formation."

"When you encounter an opponent that you cannot defeat, you can use this teleportation formation to teleport to a random location 100,000 miles away."

"You have been studying with me for so long, you should know how to use this thing, so I won't go into details."

Li Fan knew the preciousness of this thing, because the formations in this formation crown are not disposable.

After each activation, you can wait for it to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy and charge.

After the charging is completed, it can be used again.

Compared with those formation diagrams that are often damaged after a few uses, it is much stronger.

Zhang Zhiliang's ability to hand this thing over to Li Fan also shows his attitude towards Li Fan to a certain extent.

Li Fan immediately thanked Zhang Zhiliang and then left the Strategy Formation Hall.

The reason for going out this time was naturally because the time for the Canghai Pearl to be born was very close.

Canghai Pearl was the foundation-building item he had set for this life, and it could not be lost.

So he came out of retreat in advance and went to Liuyun Island to wait.

Without rushing to leave, Li Fan asked about the major events that had happened in the past two years as usual.

Only then did he know about the turmoil Zhang Haobo had caused.

"It's really a big move. Extraordinary, extraordinary!" Li Fan exclaimed.

"So, now that it's said, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance should have known that the Red Flame Burning Sea will happen next."

"But I don't know how they will deal with it."