Head Fan was in the mood for a season, but he still didn't show any signs of panic. He said in a deep voice:

"May I ask which senior came to visit my Jiusha Temple. The ancestor is currently meditating in the valley. If the senior wants to find the ancestor, can the junior serve him? Just go and tell."

"If you don't want to die, then be quiet." Zhang Shiping said calmly.

He didn't intend to kill this person, nor did he have the idea of ​​soul searching. After all, as the head of the sect, and a descendant of the Fan family who had a chance to advance to Yuanying, it was impossible for Fan Shu not to leave behind some soul incarnations.

"I don't know what's wrong with senior?" Fan head said helplessly.

"It's not easy for me to have a son with spiritual roots born, but I don't want to disappear, and the last breath of this child is in Jiusha Valley. Why do you think this behavior came from?" Zhang Shiping said sharply.

Hearing this, Master Fan was taken aback for a moment, and then said with a normal expression:

"Senior, I don't know the name of your beloved son. When did he disappear in my Hall of Nine Demons? Dragons and snakes are mixed in the Liyun Mountain Range, and it may be the work of that casual cultivator who deliberately planted us. I hope you will find out. The younger generation is also allowed to gather all the monks of the sect together, if it is really someone who did it, the ancestor and the younger generation will definitely give the senior a satisfactory answer, but it will take some time."

"No need, I will take you to Jiusha Valley and confront Fan Lao Er face to face. If he can't give me a satisfactory answer, then I will have to use your head as a sacrifice." Zhang Shiping grabbed this person, with a flash of blue light all over his body, the person turned into a startled rainbow, flew out from the hall, and went straight to the Nine Shades Valley hundreds of miles away.

On the way, Fan Zhen groaned inwardly, thinking that among the more than ten thousand children he had collected over the years, there were actually the heirs of this old monster.

Right now, the ancestor has left for another appointment, but he is not in the sect.

If the other party came to the door with great fanfare, then he could still use the mountain protection array to resist for a while, but unexpectedly, this old monster sneaked in secretly first, presumably he had searched everywhere in the sect, but found nothing, so he came directly to the door .

"Why, have you ever thought of something?" Zhang Shiping said calmly in the trance.

"Senior, everything in the sect is complicated, and it's impossible for this junior to cover everything." Fan Zhen's face was full of innocence.

"Then there is no need to think about it. Before the memorial ceremony, I will search for the soul first. I will help you recall the things you can't remember." Zhang Shiping said coldly.

Then he remained silent, and the breath on his body became extremely cold.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Duanguang reached the sky above Jiusha Valley.

I saw a layer of gray spiritual light in the valley, and I couldn't see the scenery inside clearly.

After gathering away the light, the two of them appeared, standing against the wind.

"Fan Laoer, come out and see you." Zhang Shiping said loudly.

Then he waved his sleeve, and a fist-sized stone flew out, floating in mid-air, followed by a surge of majestic spiritual energy.

Years ago, Fan Shu was only the second in the family, so he got this nickname.

As for this stone, which is good at facing the wind, it turned into a huge boulder more than ten feet tall in an instant, surrounded by yellow auras and flickering, and the aura was extremely vast.

"Go." Zhang Shiping pointed down without hesitation.

I saw that this giant spirit stone fell suddenly like a meteorite, and with a howling sound, it hit **** the aura of the protective formation outside the valley.

For a moment, the yellow and gray auras intertwined together, making a violent explosion sound, followed by dazzling auras.

The sound of the two colliding, like the rolling thunder, spread all over the place.

In order to hide his identity, Zhang Shiping did not use the natal magic weapon known to other Nascent Soul cultivators, or other supernatural powers, but very simply sacrificed this giant spirit talisman made of spirit treasures.

The reason why it is so powerful is because the cave of a Nascent Soul cultivator is no longer something that he can enter quietly, it needs to be attacked by force.

Now that Fan Shu was in Yuanxiao City, even if he received the notification from the other Golden Core cultivators in the Nine Demonic Hall, it would be too late to rush back.

After all, Yuanxiao City is still 40,000 to 50,000 miles away from this place, and it would take at least half a month at his escape speed.

And this period of time was enough for Zhang Shiping to toss about. After all, half a month is more than enough time to break through a large formation that is not presided over by a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Many monks in the vicinity raised their heads in amazement when they heard the loud bang. Only then did they see two figures in mid-air, and recognized one of them as the head of the sect, and they were terrified.

It's just that none of the Foundation Establishment monks controlled the magic weapon and flew forward.

"Get up." Zhang Shiping lifted it lightly, and the giant spirit stone flew up more than a thousand feet high.

And Yanaka didn't respond at all.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiping's expression remained unchanged, and he deliberately said again: "Fan Laoer hasn't shown up yet, then don't blame me for not giving you face."

At this time, an old man in gray came flying from a distance, and the man quickly said via voice transmission:

"Senior, please calm down. My ancestor was invited by Master Du Yu and is visiting Yuanxiao City. Senior, please wait for a while. I will send a message after this. Please return to the clan. Everything can be discussed."

"Who are you?" Zhang Shiping said coldly with his hands behind his back~lightnovelpub.net~. He naturally knew the identity of this person.

"Little old Chen Zhu is the master of the Bingsha Peak in the Hall of Nine Evils." Upon hearing this, the old man stopped a few kilometers away, bowed his hands and saluted.

"Come and talk, if I have murderous intentions, you won't be able to run away no matter how far you are." Zhang Shiping said unhurriedly.

Chen Zhu smiled wryly when he heard that, if he wasn't nearby, he wouldn't want to get involved in this muddy water.

"I don't know why senior is so angry?" Chen Zhufei asked respectfully after approaching.

"I lost track of my beloved son in the Nine Shades Valley. I don't know if he is alive or dead. Although Fan Shu is not here, I can't wait. I don't have the patience to wait for him to come back." Zhang Shiping said with a cold expression on his face.

"Senior, calm down." Chen Zhu said repeatedly.

"Do you know?" Zhang Shiping asked.

Chen Zhu shook his head. Although he knew something about the ancestor, how dare he admit it at this moment!

In this way, wouldn't he have to bear the wrath of this unknown True Monarch.

"And wait here, if you dare to act presumptuously, you will be responsible for the consequences." After Zhang Shiping finished speaking, he took out several talisman treasures, which turned into several giant mountains in an instant, and flew all over the Jiusha Valley , above a thousand feet above the sky, crashing down.

For a moment, bursts of spiritual light emanated from the formation, which flickered indefinitely.

After spending half an hour in this way, the protective formation of Jiu Sha Valley finally shattered, and the aura dissipated.

"Let's go in together. If my beloved son's life is safe this time, then forget it. If something happens, then both of you will pay for his life." Zhang Shiping looked at Chen Zhu who was next to him and who was under restraint. Fan Zhen said without changing his expression.

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ps: Asking for tickets, asking for tickets, an author passing by with a broken bowl!