"Teacher, please say!" Qiu Tian bowed respectfully.
Xiao Fan looked up at the sky, pondering for a while before solemnly said: "Chou Tian, I don't expect you to be able to help the weak, but the warrior cannot rely on the strong to bully the weak."
"Follow the teacher's teachings." Qiu Tian smiled and said: "From now on, I will no longer be called Qiu Tian, or Dou Tian. Martial artist, I am fighting against people and heaven!"
Xiao Fan gave Qiu Tian a slightly unexpected look. He really didn't expect that a thirteen-year-old boy would have such a consciousness.
He knew that even if he didn't teach him to practice martial arts, he would hate Tian, no, Doutian would shine with dazzling light in the future.
Because he had seen it a long ti ago, Doutian's talent was extrely enchanting, and his bloodline contained infinite power.
"From today, I will teach you to practice." Xiao Fan smiled.
In the next period of ti, Xiao Fan patiently taught Doutian to practice martial arts, and Doutian did not disappoint him.
After two years of martial arts training, Doutian, who was only fifteen years old, broke through the warlord realm.
Eighteen years old, breaking through the emperor of war.
Twenty-one years old, stepped past the shackles of the war saint and broke through the war god.
On this day, Xiao Fan ca to Doutian, and Doutian stood behind Xiao Fan respectfully.
He originally thought Xiao Fan was just an ordinary person, but as he broke through to a higher level, he realized that Xiao Fan was unfathomable.
Even if he reached the God of War Realm now, he couldn't see through Xiao Fan at all, Doutian was more respectful to Xiao Fan.
"Doutian, what do you think is the purpose of Xiuwu?" Xiao Fan asked the sa question several years ago.
Dou Tian looked puzzled, he wondered why Xiao Fan asked such a question again.
After thinking about it, Doutian said, "Protect the teacher, and those who need to protect in the future."
Xiao Fan smiled softly. With the power of his soul, he could naturally tell that Doutian had not lied.
"Teacher does not need your protection now." Xiao Fan smiled aningfully and said: "Doutian, I hope you will not forget your original intentions in the future."
When Doutian heard this, his face changed wildly: "Teacher, are you going to leave?"
"Child, there is no permanent banquet in the world." Xiao Fan touched Doutian's head, then flicked a little, and said: "This is a technique created for you by the teacher. It is not perfect yet. The future road requires you. go."
"Rember the teacher's lesson!" Dou Tian's eyes were steaming, and he knelt in front of Xiao Fan with a thud, and gave Xiao Fan a heavy knock.
However, when he looked up, Xiao Fan was already gone.
"Teacher, you can rest assured that Doutian will continue to grow stronger, and will have enough strength to protect the teacher in the future." Doutian dried the tears in his eyes and said with a firm face.
Xiao Fan left, not because he didn't want to teach Doutian, but because he knew that if he continued to stay with Doutian, his mory would completely disappear.
He found a rare and uninhabited place to live in seclusion, and never asked about the world again.
Several tis, Xiao Fan wanted to see the **** endless and the old man tomb guard, but eventually gave up.
As ti passed, Xiao Fan no longer knew how long it had passed.
Maybe tens of thousands of years, maybe hundreds of thousands of years.
He sealed himself, but the power of the soul continued to break through, reaching the realm of the ancestor.
Saint Ancestor, the top existence between heaven and earth.
But for so reason, Xiao Fan was not only unhappy, but rather worried.
On this day, the sky and the earth exploded, and Xiao Fan was awakened. He opened his eyes, as if seeing through the sky and the earth, his eyes instantly fell on a battlefield.
There, a giant thousands of feet high was shot out with a slap, and countless monks were photographed into mud.
"Did the demons invade again?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes.
At a glance, he recognized the identity of the thousands of feet tall giant who was the son of Jiuyou Demon Lord, Huang Mo.
He vaguely rembered that the wild demon fought against the demon clan, and his head was cut off by the demon clan in the end.
"Is the ancient catastrophe coming again?" Xiao Fan whispered in his heart.
Another catastrophe is coming?
Unfortunately, he still can only be a bystander.
Even if he participates now, nothing can be changed, even if his soul power reaches the realm of the ancestor.
Xiao Fan took a deep breath and disappeared in place. After a short while, when he reappeared, he was already in a vast cetery.
"You are here." A whisper ca from the thatched house in the cetery, but the old grave guard appeared next to Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan nodded slightly. This ti, he looked at the old man guarding the tomb, and he was not as frightened as before. After millions of years, his heart has stopped.
"The ancient catastrophe, don't you help ?" The old tomb guard looked at Xiao Fan with a smile.
He could tell at a glance that Xiao Fan's cultivation base was still only a middle-grade Yuanzun.
But precisely because of this, he knew that Xiao Fan was not simple, how could a person who can live from the ancient tis to the present, stop at the Zhongpin Yuanzun realm?
"Our enemy shouldn't be the Demon Race, right?" Xiao Fan said lightly.
Over the years, Xiao Fan had also faintly guessed sothing, but there was no real answer in his heart.
The old man who kept the tomb was silent, and he pondered for a long ti before saying: "We should not be enemies, are we?"
"No." Xiao Fan gave an affirmative answer.
"That's good." The old grave guard bared a big yellow tooth.
"Why, am I scary?" Xiao Fan smiled, this old immortal, isn't he looking for death all the ti, why is he a little afraid of himself?
"Big Brother God endless, this na is terrible enough." The old grave guard smiled, "but why doesn't God endless know that you are still alive? You haven't looked for him?"
"How about looking for him?" Xiao Fan smiled bitterly. After all, he was just a bystander of history and could not intervene.
He didn't know what he would be like if he completely forgot about himself.
What if you beco the one who personally destroyed the Primordial God Realm?
In the past, he may not have the confidence to say this, but now, once he completely forgets himself, he may beco that kind of person.
"Why don't you take action? Haven't you always wanted to die? Now that the demons are invading, isn't it just an opportunity?" Xiao Fan looked at the old grave guard jokingly.
"I want to die." The old grave guard sighed a long, "but so people won't let die. If I die, who else can collect their bodies?"
"That's right, you guard the tomb." Xiao Fan nodded.
The two stopped talking, and at the sa ti looked at the sky above, where a secluded passage led to another piece of ti and space.
There were corpses everywhere, blood stained the sky.
Above the earth, it was devastated, and it was obvious that he had experienced a peerless battle.
The wild demon turned into a giant, slaughtered the Quartet, blood stained the universe.
With his own power, he slayed wildly for seven days and seven nights, and the strange demon that died in his hands was unknown.
When the wild demon was about to enter the channel of the demon race and expelled all the demon races from the Primordial God Realm, the mutation happened in vain.
I saw a violent aura bursting out of the Demon Race channel, and there were several violent auras, which were not weaker than the Wild Demon.
Xiao Fan knew that the end of the wild demon was coming. But instead of worrying, he asked: "By the way, what about God endless?"
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