Deacon Chen hesitated for a moment when he heard this. He did not immediately announce the order from the Deacon Hall as Zhang Fan expected. Instead, he sighed and said:

"I saw that you were going to build the foundation that day, but my superiors sent you out, so I didn't agree."

Zhang Fan smiled and expressed his affection. He saw that the other party's performance that day. Such honest and loyal people are rare among immortal cultivators.

"The same is true now!" Deacon Chen continued, and then handed over a jade slip.

Well? The worst thing is that I was sent to the battlefield of the Three Prefectures. As a disciple of the sect, I have fulfilled my obligations. What are you not interested in?

Zhang Fan was puzzled and took the jade slip and saw it, and was immediately stunned.

He was not allowed to go to the battlefield, nor was there any dangerous task, it turned out to be "

"Let me enter the Binhaifang Market?" Zhang Fan was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses and asked.

"That's right." Deacon Chen nodded helplessly, "I wanted to send you there last time. At that time, I opposed it because you were about to build a foundation and should not go out for danger."

"I still object to you today. I have heard of your reputation. Now it is time to show your strengths and contribute to the sect. Why did you send you there to rest? Isn't this a nonsense?

Zhang Fan was speechless and finally understood the kind-hearted man's idea. He was the last time he was for his own good. This time, he finished his position. As for his life or death, he probably didn't consider it.

There was nothing to say to such an honest person. Zhang Fan weighed the jade slip in his hand and thought about the intention of the arranger.

If I said that the last time I was as unclear as a fog, I would be very clear this time. This person has no malicious intentions towards him, but instead has the intention to be safe.

He didn't know that he had built a foundation, and he thought he was still a disciple of the Qi Refining Stage. If he went to the battlefield, he would be cannon fodder. Not to mention that if someone was doing anything wrong, even if there weren't, he would have some hope of survival in the face of so many foundation-building enemies.

It’s different to enter the market. This is a waste of time. In the past, there was no benefit, but now it just happens to avoid the war openly.

This person must have known that the war was about to happen before, so he arranged himself in advance, but he did not think that he did not follow his arrangements. Today, he went through a lot of trouble and went back again.

Today is different from the past. Such idleness was naturally ignored more than a hundred days ago, but now I am afraid that I can steal it. The other party’s energy is really quite large.

Since the other party is really kind, there is no need to cause trouble

Although I have long been used to fighting and it doesn't matter, I still don't want to get involved in the battlefield so early. Now I have built a foundation. For the sake of future cultivation, it is time to settle down for a period of time.

The war between states and states is absolutely no reason to end early. Just like the battle between Qinzhou and the overseas immortal cultivation world just ended two hundred years ago, one fight will take eight hundred years.

It’s not too late to participate again after a while. Two hundred years ago, Nangong Wuwang and others made their mark in the war and led the way. Today, two hundred years later, who can be the best?

Accumulating strength and making progress is also a good way.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, put away his ambition and suppressed his excitement, calmly putting the jade slip into his bag, indicating that he had received this order.

Deacon Chen sighed when he saw this and said, "Forget it, the days are still long. You just built a foundation and consolidated it, so it would be good to have some knowledge."

Then he reminded him: "The overseas world of immortal cultivation is different from my Jiuzhou. Each method has its own cleverness. If there is a struggle, be careful. Don't be careless."

It turns out that he is a loyal elder. Even if he goes against his will, he doesn't mind it. When he turns around, he is kind-hearted.

Zhang Fan nodded gratefully and said, "Don't worry, senior brother, I will care carefully.

Han Xiao listened to the other party's nagging again before saying goodbye and leaving.

Leaving the slightly obscure and dark room, and being exposed to the sun again, Zhang Fan's heart was suddenly filled with excitement, and his blood was boiling for a moment, and he was about to be taller than the sky.

As I walked, words echoed in my heart.

"How many amazing talents are there for tens of thousands of years of cultivation? Heroes and heroes are once prominent."

"Today, it's finally my turn to step on this stage."

"You guys are waiting for me, soon, soon."

Xiruo, Bai Yiyi, Ji Zhiyun, Han Zon" one by one, they had already taken the lead and embarked on this path, but so what?

"Those who walk early may not necessarily go far."

The figure was gone, and outside the Deacon Hall, there was only a red light shining in the sky.

In the market, a loud laugh sounded in the Banxian Hall, shocking countless birds and staring at everyone.

"Okay, okay, hahaha, the old man was so happy that he seemed like a child who had candy, almost half-hanged on Zhang Fan. He laughed and said, "Our old Zhang family finally has another foundation-building monk. Haha, let's see who dares to look down on us! Who dares?"

As he spoke, he looked around, regardless of whether the other party came to check on him, so he glared at him one by one.

"Don't dare!"

"How dare you?"

"You are joking, old man."

What a joke? A foundation-building senior stood next to the old man. Who dared to...dumbs up nonsense? Didn't he find it bad? Amid the accusation of everyone, the old man with satisfaction retracted his gaze and turned to his smiling grandson.

After wiping his red eyes, the old man patted Zhang Fan's shoulder hard, and except for the word "good" and laughter, he couldn't say anything else.

After a while, the old man became more and more happy as he looked at him. He couldn't help but turn his head and shouted, "I'm happy today, old man, all for free,"

"Ahem!"

Before he finished speaking, a continuous cough came in. Some came from the newly-established foundation monks, some were from Ergouzi, all of whom were coughing like itchy throats.

The old man immediately woke up. It was over, he was so happy that he was confused.

Facing everyone's anticipated gaze, the old man slapped his mouth and said with a sneer: "All free, tea is available."

"This time, I don't care about the foundation-building monks fighting, and a crowd of extremely disappointed customers are everywhere.

"Yes" is spiritual tea."

The old man just added that he was half-dragged by Zhang Fan to the second floor and asked him to continue talking. He didn't know what other moths would be made, and it was impossible to tell if he went bankrupt.

On the second floor, there was nothing to hide from my grandfather. Zhang Fan said the process of foundation building without reservation, and then he was about to enter the Binhai Market and his thoughts.

The old man slowly calmed down at this time. He was less excited, but he just gently stroked his frosty beard and started to think.

After a while, he said, "Baby, your idea is right. Why do you do this morning? Wait a little longer and it's better to slow down."

"What can I do if I go up now, a war is too common?"

"When the fight is almost done, the strong players are emerging and attracting attention. You can go up and kill him a few more times, and the reputation will suddenly rise. The sect will pay attention, which is much better than now."

Zhang Fan smiled and said nothing, listening to the old man’s thoughts.

Many times the older generation's views are indeed more experienced and choose to avoid the battle now. What they think is to settle down and stabilize, so as to make the best appearance.

His old man's opinion is that he will go up now and who will kill him will know whether he will be a shrimp or a big shark? Of course, he will wait until he is almost done. He will be able to get on with all his strength and strength, saving time and effort, and benefit without any expenses.

Well, let Xiruo and the others try the depth of the water, so why not do someone else’s way?

He stood up and went to the entrance, looking at the setting sun, Zhang Fan did not feel any near dusk in his heart, but instead he suddenly realized when he saw the sun.

From today on, I, Zhang Fan, will no longer be controlled by others.

After eight hundred years of melee, countless deaths and injuries were ultimately not as important as actual interests.

The Interconnection of Neihai Fang Market is not only the place where Qinzhou extracts additional resources for cultivating immortals, but also the best place for overseas cultivators to obtain spirit stones and magic weapons, so they are extremely prosperous.

At this time, the market that appeared in front of Zhang Fan was at least five times smaller than the store in front of the mountain gate of the Faxiang Sect. Among them, people came and went, all of them were immortal cultivators. Looking around, there were many stalls selling various immortal cultivators.

Now Zhang Fan is walking on this avenue full of stalls. He rushed for a few days, but he arrived at the place without any haste, slowly experiencing this rare excitement.

At this moment, a noise came into his ears.

"I said I wouldn't sell it, so don't sell it anymore!"

The person who spoke was a young man wearing green cloth clothes was inconspicuous. He was squatting beside his stall, slowly gathering the things on it, and speaking in a slow manner.

"What, you dare not sell what I like. Believe it or not, I will kill you!"

This is a middle-aged monk with a fiery red face. Not only is his beard like fire, but his clothes are also as red as fire. At the corner of his clothes, there is a flame pattern the size of a palm-sized.

Just looking at his tone, you can tell that this is a person who is used to being arrogant. When looking at his clothes and logo, he is obviously a person of some origin. It is not surprising that he is arrogant in front of the casual cultivator.

Seeing that the man with a bearded hand was about to grab his collar, the man in blue still didn't care. He just leaned back slightly to avoid it, then curled his lips behind him and said with disdain:

"You don't even look at where this is. Can you be wild? If you know the tact, leave quickly so that you won't be able to leave later."

The bearded man looked along his gaze. Then he showed fear, he hesitated for a moment but retreated.

There, a building that was obviously higher than the surrounding area stood, looking simple and natural. It did not mean luxury or ostentatious, but people around could not help but show respect and fear and dared not look at it.

At the moment of stalemate, a rich middle-aged man walked out of it. He looked around and frowned at first, then his eyes lit up, and everyone walked out.

In front, a man in a mysterious golden dress was standing with a smile.

The third update is over.
Chapter completed!