The emperor died and died, the monk died and the Tao went to ascend to immortality.

But no matter how beautiful the name is or how extraordinary it is, the meaning is the same.

The leader ascended the immortal?

Hearing this sentence, Chu Fan was stunned at first, then his pupils shrank, and he suddenly stood up. His Taoist robe moved without wind, and he was extremely surprised:

"What did you say?"

Chu Fan almost didn't believe his ears.

Everyone dies, and no one can be spared.

But the contemporary kingly Taoist Yuan Tingguang was very prosperous and powerful, and he was only a hundred years old. Not to mention that he had already been a master who had already entered the ninth level of heaven and man.

Even if it is still in the divine vein, it is far from the end of life.

"The head of the sect, he has ascended to the immortal..."

The boy's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse. He obviously had cried more than a few times.

"How could it be?"

Chu Fan was a little incredible: "How could the head sect suddenly ascend to the immortal world?"

"This is the news from the mountain gate..." The boy shook his head and cried in tears.

"You stay in the Taoist temple, I want to go back to the mountain."

After Chu Fan hesitated slightly, he decided to go back to the mountain.

Wang Quandao supervises all countries, countries, and cities. The information from Wang Quanshan is also gathered in Wang Quanshan. Even if he is not the leader, he must return to Wang Quanshan.

After thinking about it, he had already left the house and let out a long roar. A naruto shot into the sky in the backyard, causing a long roar, like a dragon's roar.

But it was a dragon horse that was as red as fire.

This dragon horse was exchanged for Chu Fan's efforts to guard the mountain gate for thirty years. It is said that it was the descendant of the mount of the former ancestor of the royal family.

The bloodline is pure and spiritual, and its speed is as fast as that of the heavenly beings, and even the great masters of Yin and Yang Wuji cannot catch up with them.

"Walk!"

Chu Fan turned over the door, and the man used the horse's power to disappear in a flash and left the city in a flash.

The territory of the long floating world is vast and far beyond the Xuanxing. Only after three days can you illuminate it.

It is difficult for heaven and man to travel all over the world.

"Fengping City" is not far from Wang Quan Mountain, but Chu Fan kept traveling all the way, rushing through the stars and the moon, and it took him a full month to arrive at the Dafeng Dynasty in three days in the real world.

"call!"

Seven hundred miles outside Nanliang City, on the banks of the "Yinxian River", one of the twelve major rivers flowing around the city, Chu Fan stopped his horse and let out a breath of turbid air, blowing away the water mist that was undispersed in front of him.

After running all the way for more than a month, it was almost equivalent to running around the Xuanxing Equator for more than a circle. Even though Chu Fan's martial arts had become a divine vein, he was still a little tired.

More importantly, this dragon horse was also a little overwhelmed.

The dragon horse is good at running, but it also eats a lot of grass. There is no way to carry the dragon horse's grass in the hurry. Therefore, when Chu Fan stopped, the dragon horse also caused a long hissing.

The sweat was rolling around my body, as if I was flying in the clouds and the heat was rising all around me.

"Fire Dragon Horse!"

"It's Wang Quandao's Dao again? What happened to Wang Quanshan? So many Dao's dao are in a hurry to rush back?"

"Could it be that the Wheel-Turning King has never died and has made a comeback again? It shouldn't be so. Taibai's ancestor is not as ruthless as the ancestor of Wang Quan..."

......

On the banks of the "Yinxian River", many pedestrians and merchants were alarmed on the Dadu Bridge. The look of looking at Chu Fan was awe, envy and surprise.

"Xilulu~"

Almost no matter how one did it, another sound of a dragon horse's long hissing sounded in the distance.

Then, a loud sound like a bell rang across the river:

"Chu Fan?!"

The long neighing dragon horse was pressed down by a wide palm, and a big man from Angzang turned over and got off the horse. Looking at Chu Fan, his face was a little bad.

"Brother Feng."

Chu Fan also turned over and got off the horse, but it was Feng Mingtao.

"unlucky."

Compared to Chu Fan who was smiling, Feng Mingtao's face was very bad, and it could even be said to be a bit unlucky.

There are many people he doesn't like in his life, but Chu Fan is the only one who doesn't want to meet him.

Recalling the several meetings with him, he was involved in the Zombie King incident twice, and once died at the foot of the King Quan Mountain. If the dreamer had not had the power to die three times in his dream, he would have died completely.

This is simply outrageous.

"Brother Feng, what do you think about this?"

Chu Fan smiled bitterly, not caring about Feng Mingtao's bad attitude, and held the horse and waited for him to approach.

"Stand and watch!"

Feng Mingtao glanced at him and said unhappily: "This matter is strange. Let's not stand up. I've been dead once for you."

There is no need to say how important the identity of the dreamer is. If he dies three times and is deprived of his ability to dream, he will not be able to bear it.

Just like in reality, there are even people who have lost their identity as a dreamer who try to commit suicide and re-enter the dream.

Chu Fan was a little embarrassed and thought to himself that it had nothing to do with him.

"Let's go."

Feng Mingtao took his horse onto the bridge, casually glanced at the pedestrians coming and going, frowned slightly: "Why are the fellow disciples I have seen along the way all dreamers?"

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional.

Chu Fan recalled what he saw along the way, and his heart skipped a beat: "Brother Feng, what did you say?"

"Um?"

Seeing Chu Fan's reaction so much, Feng Mingtao was stunned at first, then came to his senses and widened his eyes: "Can you be the same?"

The two looked at each other and saw the surprise and a hint of horror in each other's eyes.

The master of the divine lineage has excellent memory. Even if he has seen him, he will remember it in his heart even if he doesn’t pay attention to it.

At this moment, the two of them recalled what they saw along the way and found something wrong!

The ascension of the Daoist of the King of Quan is a top priority for all the Daoist of the King of Quan. Even if a few people have something to do, they should not have never met a "native disciple"!

"This is really weird..."

The two murmured to themselves, slowing down at the same time.

"Don't hurry back to the mountain, go to Nanliang City, and go to Yangxiaotang to inquire about the news."

Feng Mingtao glanced at the Dadu Bridge again and sent a message to Chu Fan: "If something is wrong, let's retreat immediately. This matter is not right!"

Chu Fan nodded.

If the king's throne changes, then they will only seek death if they act without authorization.

After the country was floating for a long time, Dafeng was the leader, and the cities in the world were crowned by Nanliang.

Outside the towering Nanliang City, which is as majestic as a mountain, there are endless pedestrians coming and going. Chu Fan and his two men changed their clothes and placed dragon horses, and walked inconspicuously among the crowd.

After walking through several long streets, I came to Yangxiao Hall.

Yangxiaotang is undoubtedly the most famous restaurant in the world. None of them, even the "Hanlong Inn" with many masters' footprints cannot be compared.

Almost every day, it is full, and today is naturally no exception.

Chu Fan and the others were not in a hurry, waiting in the restaurant outside Yangxiao Hall, looking at it, and listening to the many voices coming from Yangxiao Hall.

The masters of the divine vein are not only smart in their ears and eyes, but also concentrated in their senses. There is no sound within ten miles to escape their capture.

To inquire about the news, naturally, you don’t have to go to Yangxiaotang.

Although Yangxiao Hall is large in scale, it is not large in size. It still looks like it was three thousand years ago. No one dared to change its style after dozens or hundreds of repairs.

Unfortunately, the two of them could hear no useful information. It seemed that there was nothing unusual about Wang Quanshan, which was not far apart.

But, the more everything goes as usual, the more unusual it becomes.

What a great thing is it for the Taoist Wang Quan to ascend to immortality?

They received rumors from afar, but no one found the problem in Nanliang City, which was so close to him. How terrifying is this?

“It’s getting weirder…”

The disagreement between the two became increasingly serious.

"I heard a few years ago that a group of dreamers wanted to overthrow the hegemony of the royal family. Could it be that they did something, right?"
To be continued...