Since ancient times, people with great luck have determined the rise and fall of a sect.

He wanted to closely link Fan Li's fortune with Jianmen Sect. In this way, Jianmen Sect's fortune would be invisibly affected by this person with great fortune.

But this will not affect Fan Li's luck.

On the contrary, if Jianmen Sect's fortune improves, it will also help Fan Li. In short, Jianmen Sect and Fan Li have a mutually beneficial relationship!

"Okay, okay, hahahahahahaha!"

After getting rid of his worry, Master Qinglan suddenly felt enlightened and laughed out loud.

He even felt that as long as he was given some time, he would be able to break through to the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm!

Since Lu Xingran was born, she has never seen her father laugh so happily.

She was a little skeptical.

Could it be that Fan Li is this old Deng’s illegitimate daughter who is wandering around?

Fan Li was also a little skeptical.

She didn't know that she had been "tricked" by the upright Qinglan Zhenren, but she could vaguely feel that something was wrong.

Fan Li hesitated and said, "Isn't this... too hasty?"

True Man Qinglan said with a serious expression: "How can it be careless? With this Sect Master as a witness and so many people present as witnesses, it is quite formal! It is not careless at all!"

He said seriously, "My friend, you must not deny it."

How could Fan Li dare that?

She said seriously: "Master, rest assured, I will not deny it. It is my honor to be able to become sworn sisters with Sister Lu... Sister Lu."

Lu Xingran has dispelled the doubts in her heart.

First of all, the two drops of blood do not mix. Secondly, there is a tigress in the family, and the dad would never dare to show mercy.

Thinking of this, Lu Xingran smiled and pulled Fan Li closer to her affectionately, showing her white teeth and said domineeringly, "Good sister. I will protect you from now on."

To be honest, she quite likes Fan Li.

Look, how well behaved he is. He blushes easily. How interesting.

Fan Li pursed her lips tightly, feeling a little stiff and uncomfortable.

Seeing the happy scene of the "two sisters", Master Qinglan was completely relieved. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile:

"This sect master is Xiao Ran's biological father. Since you and Xiao Ran are sisters, isn't it time to change your words?"

Master Yunmeng frowned slightly.

Master Qinglan didn't notice his abnormality and patiently guided Fan Li.

"Xiao Ran calls me daddy, so what should you call me?"

Just as Master Yunmeng was about to say something, Fan Li spoke first and called out cautiously.

"Father?"

Master Yunmeng was slightly startled.

He turned his gaze to Fan Li, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

How could Fan Li call someone else dad? !

Master Yunmeng was a little dazed, and suddenly the image of little Fan Li pulling his sleeve flashed through his mind.

Little Fan Li raised his head and said softly, "If I call you daddy, will you give me candy?"

What did he say at that time?

He said, "If you call me daddy once, I will give you one candy. If you call me daddy twice, I will give you two candies. But after you call me daddy, you can't call anyone else daddy anymore. Remember?"

Little Fan Li nodded in ignorance and said obediently: "I call you daddy, you give me candy, I only call you daddy!"

Later, after becoming his disciple, Fan Li would still occasionally act like before, calling him "Daddy" when he was acting coquettishly and asking him for things, but more often he would call him "Master".

Later, he found his daughter and he forbade Fan Li to shout anymore.

He used the excuse of "it's rude" to brush her off, and watched the light in her eyes fade away little by little.

Fan Li hasn't called him dad for a long time.

Master Yunmeng almost forgot how he felt when she called him "Dad". It should have been sweet, right?

Now, Fan Li can actually call others "Dad" with peace of mind.

How could she...how could she forget what she had said?

A trace of pain flashed across Master Yunmeng's eyes. He turned his head away pretending to be calm, and clenched his hands into fists behind his back.

Master Qinglan laughed loudly: "If you call me that, Xiaoran will get jealous. Just call me foster father."

Lu Xingran rolled her eyes. Who was jealous? She was not such a petty person.

Fan Li smiled and stopped being shy, calling out in a polite manner, "Adoptive Father."

Of course Fan Li did not miss the astonishment in Yunmeng Zhenren's eyes. She was just trying to make him angry.

She didn't know how he felt at the moment, but she guessed he must be feeling uncomfortable.

Fan Li knew him too well.

He didn't allow her to call him daddy, but he didn't allow her to call anyone else daddy even more.

It's not for emotional reasons.

It's because he is a conceited and arrogant person with a strong desire for control. If the person opposite him was not the leader of the Jianmen Sect who was stronger than him, I'm afraid he would have lost control of his temper long ago.

Fan Li was secretly happy. She just liked to make things difficult for him.

Suddenly, Fan Li felt a resentful gaze falling on him.

She looked up and found Song Xixi standing in the crowd, looking at her grimly.

Song Xixi noticed that she was looking at her, and quickly turned her head away, pretending to talk to her fellow brothers.

Fan Li raised his eyebrows but didn't care.

The two leaders of Wanyin Sect and Yaowang Sect looked at the girl in blue not far away with complicated eyes.

I thought I really couldn't offend him this time.

......

At this time, the Beast Taming Sect was unaware that their conspiracy had been exposed, and they were feeling regretful for losing the Phoenix Bird.

The sect leader sat high on the platform and comforted the saint with a few words.

The saint was sitting in an armchair, while the elders below were standing.

The saint recalled the divine power she had seen in the secret realm and told everyone about it.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone immediately forgot the regret of not being able to obtain the top-grade spiritual beast, and looked at each other in surprise.

These old guys have lived for so long but have never seen the power of the ancient beasts. The saint is worthy of being a saint. She is blessed by heaven and earth, and even the power of the ancient beasts is approaching her!

The monks in the secret realm are so lucky, they can see the divine power thanks to the help of the saint.

The elders looked at the saint with relief, respect, and envy in their eyes.

"The power of an ancient mythical beast?" The clan leader stroked his chin and muttered, "Or is it a white tiger?"

The saint couldn't help but reveal a fanatical light in her eyes: "Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."

Then, she said disappointedly: "Unfortunately, the secret realm has been destroyed and the source of power cannot be traced."

Upon hearing this, the sect leader also sighed with regret.

The Saint Lady seemed to have thought of something and casually mentioned, "When the divine power appeared, there was still a cultivator who was going through the thunder tribulation. That person was also pitiful. He was dispersed by the divine power before he could finish the thirty-seven thunder tribulations of his golden elixir."

"What did you say?!" The sect leader tightly grasped the armrest and leaned forward slightly. "Tell me the details of what happened at that time. Forget it, come forward and I will take a look myself!"

The saint didn't understand why, but she did as she was told.

She came before the sect leader, who stretched out a hand and pointed at her forehead.

A ray of spiritual consciousness penetrated into the saint's brow like a bright ribbon.

The leader closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to search the memories in the saint's mind to find the scene of the divine power descending to the world.

After a while, he withdrew his spiritual sense, took a deep breath, leaned back, and looked solemn.

The Saint asked, "What's wrong, Master? Is there anything wrong?"

The amount of information was too huge, and the sect leader took a long time to digest it before saying, "It is the ancient divine power, yes, but it is not the remaining power of the divine beast, but the divine beast is there."

"It's no coincidence that the divine might appeared near the thunder tribulation. Someone has activated the power of the divine might!"

After all, the saint was still young, and not as knowledgeable as the old fox, the sect master. He could tell at a glance that it was the person who was undergoing the tribulation who had invoked the power of divine might.

The Saint said blankly: "But, didn't the ancient beast already..."

The sect master patiently explained, "Child, the ancient beast is dead, but the ancient bloodline is still alive. You didn't look carefully at the time. There were two lightning tribulations. There was also golden light in the purple lightning tribulation. The cultivator and the spirit beast were going through the tribulation at the same time."

"If my guess is correct, that spirit beast must have the blood of the divine beast white tiger in its body. When two thunder tribulations overlap, it is possible that the Dharma image of heaven and earth will appear."

The saint girl said in disbelief: "Is it really like this?"

Who on earth would be so lucky as to be able to contract a spirit beast with the bloodline of an ancient mythical beast?

The sect master fell into distress. While thinking, he said: "However, logically speaking, how could a mere Jindan cultivator who doesn't even have Lingxu do it?"

It’s unreasonable, so unreasonable!

Unless... that Jindan cultivator has a master helping him behind the scenes!

The saint was stunned by the news and didn't understand what the sect leader meant.

The elders didn't understand either. Perhaps only the sect leader himself knew what he was talking about.

At this moment, the sect master seemed to have noticed something, his mind was shaken, and spiritual power was poured into his dantian. He growled, "How dare you, a villain, break into my Beast Taming Sect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, four Divine Transformation cultivators appeared in the sect's main hall.

Upon closer inspection, it was the leaders of the four major sects.

The leader of the Jianmen Sect smiled and said, "Sect Master Xue, how are you?"

"Ah, it turns out to be the four brothers." Xue Daoren put away his intimidating attitude, put on a smile on his face, and quickly stood up to greet them.

"Brother was coming, why didn't you tell me in advance?" Xue Daoren observed the expressions of the people and found that except for Master Qinglan, the expressions of the other three were very cold.

My heart skipped a beat. I was afraid that the person coming here might have bad intentions.

"We don't have a brother like you." Master Yunmeng snorted coldly, raised his hand and summoned a trumpet-shaped magical weapon, his face as cold as frosty.

"Look what you've done!"