Chapter One Two Seven Two
The eyes of the crowd were all looking at the depths of the Chu family's forbidden area. The white strears were like falling stars, shining brightly, illuminating the entire Chu family's forbidden area as bright as day.
The countless monks in the ancient city of the Chu family looked in this direction, but unfortunately they were too far apart, and there was a barrier from the forbidden land soul world, they couldn't see clearly.
Xiao Fan guarded Chu Lingwei's surroundings, and his eyes looked at the Hall of Saints dicine from ti to ti. Although All Saints Cannian rushed to the depths of the Sealed Land, the Hall of Saints dicine remained.
He knew very well that when all the saints of the Wansheng dicine Pavilion disappeared, it was when the Wansheng dicine Pavilion was truly realized, and Xiao Fan must not allow others to obtain the Wansheng dicine Pavilion.
In other words, the Ten Thousand Saint dicine Pavilion can only fall into his own hands. This is the agreent between Xiao Fan and Lu Bohou.
But at this mont, there is still a gaze staring at the sky, with a scorching heat and excitent in that eye, and he can't wait to rush up to get the Ten Thousand Saint dicine Pavilion.
All the eyes and minds of everyone present were imrsed in the sealed land, and naturally they didn't notice it.
After a few breaths, those remnant thoughts were already rapidly diminishing, and, to everyone's surprise, the blood-colored mist in the soul world in front of them quickly diminished, receding into the distance like a tide.
"Successful!" All the elders of the Chu family cheered, and finally put down the big stone in their hearts.
Just now their hearts were extrely nervous, once the last soul world of the Sealed Land was broken, the entire ancient city of the Chu family would be finished.
Even if they saw the appearance of the Ten Thousand Saint dicine Pavilion just now, they felt a little drumming in their hearts, but now, they were completely relieved.
"Unexpectedly, the Wansheng dicine Pavilion was actually used to suppress the Sealed Land. Fortunately for the Chu Family." Old Xi also sighed, seeing that the Chu Family was unhard, and his worries disappeared a lot.
"Lao Xi, are you okay?" Xiao Fan turned his head to look at Lao Xi. He felt that Lao Xi was in a very bad state at the mont, which was obviously related to the super strength he had just exploded.
"It's okay." Xi Lao smiled.
Xiao Fan didn't say much, he could clearly see that Xi Lao's blood was thinning a lot. Just now, Xi Lao used a certain thod to maximize his strength, which obviously paid a great price.
Moreover, Xiao Fan could guess that the price was related to Shouyuan. Xiao Fan could only hide this gratitude in his heart. If he hadn't been ridiculed, Chu Lingxiao would be really hard to kill.
Thinking of Shouyuan, Xiao Fan rembered sothing, and couldn't help asking: "Lao Xi, does fate really exist?"
"Existence!" Xi Lao looked at Xiao Fan puzzled, but still said with confidence: "When you touch the threshold of the God of War, you will feel your own fate, but you still can't feel it now.
The fate is a very mysterious thing. The stronger the fate, the better the luck of the cultivator, and it can suppress people with weak fate. "
"So that's it." Xiao Fan showed a suddenly open expression, "How do you improve your fate?"
If Lu Bohou and Zhang Wenjin heard Xiao Fan's words, they would probably vomit blood in anger and would like to slap this kid to death. They explained for a long ti, Xiao Fan just didn't believe it.
And Xiao Fan just explained one or two sentences, and Xiao Fan believed it. This is the gap.
"There are two ways to improve life style. The first is to improve one's own cultivation base. With the increase of cultivation base, life style will beco stronger and stronger. The second thod is to absorb the masterless life style.
Wuzhu Mingyuan is the power scattered by All Saints Cannian in the Wansheng dicine Pavilion just now. I don't know where this power cos from, but it is especially valuable. "Lao Xi explained carefully.
Xiao Fan could feel the aura on Xi Lao's body getting weaker and weaker, Xi Lao took out a pill and ate it and simply sat down, a breath of Ruo Ruo Wu perating him.
Xiao Fan knew that Xi was always running his exercises to restore his blood, but he had reached the realm of Xi Lao, and the general exercises could already be operated without being disturbed by the outside world.
"Lao Xi, do people with extrely powerful fate at birth exist?" Xiao Fan asked again, and he was obviously interested in this fate.
"I have heard a legend that there is a kind of person whose fate is extrely powerful when he is born. This kind of person has a very hard life, and it would be unlucky to be an enemy of him. In the slightest, it will beco a devil, and the worst will die on the spot.
This kind of person seems to be blessed by the heavens, so it is also called the blessed person, but this kind of person may not be able to appear in tens of thousands of years. "When it cos to the words "blessed man, Xi Lao's expression is full of envy."
"Blessed person?" Xiao Fan whispered, rembering these words deeply.
Later, Xiao Fan asked Lao Xi for a few more questions. He also had a rough understanding of fate. He didn't believe in the existence of fate before, but now he does.
Because I learned from Lao Xi that after breaking through the God of War realm, he could truly sense the existence of fate, and so monks could mobilize the power of fate.
As for how to asure the strength of fate, Xi Lao didn't know, but Xiao Fan regretted not believing Lu Bohou and the others, otherwise, you can ask them about fate.
Xiao Fan took a deep breath and groaned in his heart: "There is no point in regretting it now. I will find a chance to find out again later."
Thinking of this, Xiao Fan raised his head and looked at the sky again, only to find that the remnant thoughts above the Wansheng dicine Pavilion had almost completely disappeared. The Wansheng dicine Pavilion trembled slightly. It was originally just a phantom, but now it is solidified.
The white light emitted by the Wansheng dicine Pavilion also quickly faded, and from a distance, it was as if all those lights were included in the Wansheng dicine Pavilion.
Xiao Fan shook his head helplessly. Although he knew that the Wansheng dicine Pavilion was not simple, he still didn't want to bring the Wansheng dicine Pavilion with him, just like the Wansheng dicine Pavilion.
"Nevertheless, what the man said, spitting and nailing, can't say nothing." Xiao Fan sighed, and then flew towards the Wansheng dicine Pavilion.
The mont Xiao Fan stepped into the air, a figure suddenly flashed past his afterimages, and went straight to Xiao Ling'er. The speed was incredible.
"Elder?" Xiao Fan saw the figure clearly, his pupils were slightly cold, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Careful!" Xi Lao imdiately yelled when he felt the danger for the first ti.
It's a pity that he just consud too much and couldn't make a move at all, even if he called out these two words, he couldn't bear to spout a mouthful of blood.
"Master, what are you doing?" Chu Linger yelled, how could she have thought that her Master would actually do sothing to her.
The great elder's originally loving face suddenly beca extrely cold. He reached out his palm and grabbed Xiao Ling'er.
"Sure enough, I was not at ease!"
At this ti, another icy voice sounded, and suddenly another Xiao Fan appeared in front of Xiao Ling'er, holding the Shura sword, and slashing with all his strength.
"Xiao Fan?" The Great Elder exclaid, and subconsciously raised his head to look up into the sky, but saw that there was also Xiao Fan there, flying towards the Ten Thousand Saint dicine Pavilion.
The Great Elder squinted his eyes, then turned around, gave up catching Xiao Ling'er, and rushed towards the Hall of Holy dicine in the sky.
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