Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Fan Zhizun was stunned for a moment, and immediately laughed and said: "It seems that you have a lot of secrets, the old ancestor must see it!"

Fan Tianluo laughed wretchedly, and the ancestor turned into silver light and entered the silver cup, and he stood directly on the green grass.

"Is that a treasure?" Fan Zhizun recognized it immediately when he saw the Holy Heaven House not far in front of him.

"That's right, that's called the Holy Heaven House, and the other ones are independent yards for everyone to rest here, oh, that big house is for occasionally helping friends avoid danger, and I can't see other places." Fan Tianluo pointed to various places to introduce road.

"Hehe, you are really careful." Fan Zhizun praised, "There seems to be someone inside?" His perception is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"Well, it's my god-brother, Zhuo Ye, does my ancestor know?" Fan Tianluo believed that the Zhuo family was already a big family in Quanguo.

"Oh, the genius boy of the Zhuo family's generation, I have seen that boy before, he is a bit lonely, but he has a good character, and he will be successful if he practices a lot." Fan Zhizun nodded, and then looked at that Densely trimmed green trees like a wall.

"Old ancestor, go and have a look." Fan Tianluo led the way, Fan Zhizun followed up with a smile and said, "It's so rich in spiritual energy, the cultivation in this place is no worse than the outside world."

Suddenly, a fat, white child ran over cutely, and jumped into Fan Tianluo's embrace, looking curiously at Fan Zhizun with a pair of big green eyes.

"Hey, who is this little guy?" Fan Zhizun was stimulated again, thinking that he had experienced thousands of years and hadn't seen anything, but he was frightened by Fan Tianluo several times and lost his calm.

Fan Tianluo giggled, holding the fleshy little Bodhi and said: "Old ancestor, this is the transformation of the Bodhi tree of ten thousand years. He is not a little guy, he is older than you!"

"Ah!" Fan Zhizun couldn't help exclaiming, he knew that everything has an animism, and he also knew that it would transform into a certain form after a certain amount of accumulation, but he had never seen it in his life, but he didn't expect that his disciples and grandchildren would find it. This kind of treasure in the world.

"Old man Fan, how about helping my sister set up a sea illusion, and I let you soak in my Bodhi pool for a month?" Little Bodhi said old-fashionedly.

After being stunned for a moment, Fan Zhizun immediately clasped his fists at Little Bodhi with a serious and respectful face, and said in a salute, "God Bodhi, I really didn't expect that I would meet you in my lifetime. It's really my blessing." Ah, thank you very much."

"Hahaha, I laughed to death, old ancestor, don't say that, little Bodhi is my younger brother, this generation is messed up, and he has only been incarnate for a few years, he is still a child, you call him little Bodhi It'll be fine." After speaking, pinching Little Bodhi's face, Little Bodhi flattened his mouth and tilted his head on her shoulder, he just liked the smell of his sister.

"Yeah, old ancestor, just treat him as a poor boy." Mo Xingchen's phantom floated over from nowhere and smiled.

"You're a poor kid! People are neither human nor ghost, and you still talk about others! Hmph!" Little Bodhi immediately articulated back to Mo Xingchen.

The corners of Fan Zhizun's eyes and mouth were twitching, a little stimulated, Fan Tianluo smiled and pulled the arm of the twisted-faced old ancestor and walked towards the gate of the medicine garden.

As soon as he entered, Fan Zhizun could see forests of high-grade medicinal herbs, with a strong medicinal fragrance, which made people feel refreshed and happy.