"I don't know about that. You have to wait until the Green Lotus of Creation is unsealed to ask it yourself." Ni Zhu said with a rippling laugh: "Maybe I was too bored to go out for a walk, or I recognized the wrong person."
"..."
Zhao Fan looked at it and was speechless for the first time in just a short while.
If everything the other person says is true.
Then the origin of my life experience has to be pushed forward again.
Ancestral Holy City?
Qinglian Sword Demon?
A life and death brother of an ancestor?
Leaving Zhao Fan in a state of confusion.
After a while, he came back to his senses and said: "How to open that cyan door shadow? I can't make it reappear now, and it's so fleeting that I can't catch it at all."
"Hmm..." Ni Zhu pondered for a moment and reminded: "The Creation Qinglian is sealed in your origin. I think the prerequisite for unsealing is to restore consciousness to its original state and return to its peak. However, you burned a lot of consciousness during the breakthrough process, so this is extremely difficult to achieve. Otherwise, ask the protector, he may have some ideas."
"No need." Zhao Fan shook his head and said with a smile, "I have my own way to regain consciousness."
After the words fell, he turned his palms.
A large jade box manifested.
"What's here?" Ni Zhu asked confused, "I've seen it in your cave before, but it looked inconspicuous, so I didn't bother to investigate."
"Paper of fate."
Zhao Fan smiled with complicated eyes and said: "I didn't recover before because I felt that there was no hope in the face of the catastrophe, so there was no need to do anything extra. Anyway, it wouldn't affect my daily life. But now that there is hope again, it's time to Use this thing."
"Destiny paper?" Ni Zhu was extremely confused.
It is in the Ancestral Holy City, but I have never heard of this treasure of consciousness.
Creatures at the level of the Ultimate Saint Ancestor have extremely powerful consciousness. Once they are irreversibly damaged, a small amount may be okay and can be restored with precious foreign objects, but a large amount is basically hopeless unless a huge price is paid.
The damage to the other party's consciousness is definitely severe.
How confident are you that you can get back to your original state by relying on some piece of fate?
"Open it quickly and let me see." Ni Zhu said expectantly.
"Yes." Zhao Fan nodded slightly, and with a thought, he unlocked the seal of the jade box.
A pile of shredded paper caught his sight.
Nearly a cube in size, but less than a cube.
"What kind of crap is this? Did it break after a long time?" Ni Zhu looked at Zhao Fan doubtfully.
"That's what the Fate Finger itself is." As Zhao Fan said this, he raised his palm, grabbed a handful, and put it directly on his head. ..
next moment.
A magical scene happened.
Those scraps of paper seemed to sense something, and they seemed to melt and penetrate into Zhao Fan's ultimate holy body.
At the same time, Zhao Fan's severely damaged consciousness began to be nourished!
"What I just took is far from enough." Zhao Fan immediately grabbed a large handful again and put it on his head.
After a while, another one!
Gradually.
There are fewer and fewer scraps of paper in the jade box.
And Zhao Fan's consciousness became more and more full!
finally!
After using up half a cube of fate paper.
The scraps of paper on Zhao Fan's head no longer melted.
"Recover as before and return to the top!" Zhao Fan closed his eyes and then opened them. His eyes were bright, like the most dazzling stars in the night sky!
He lowered his head and glanced at the small half cube of destiny paper left in the box, then took off the remaining paper on his head and put it back, sealing it carefully and putting it away in his portable cave!
"Damn!!!" Ni Zhu sensed Zhao Fan's state of consciousness in disbelief, "It's only half a cubic meter.
Right, you have recovered from such a serious injury that made you conscious? "
Zhao Fan nodded and said, "How is it? Isn't it great?"
"Where did you get such a cool treasure?" Ni Zhu said imaginatively: "There are no resources to treat irreversible damage to the consciousness in the Ancestral Saint City. Even if there are, they are under the pressure of a few Ancestral Saints. Baby lump at the bottom of the box, get some more of these fate papers quickly, and you will be very prosperous when you go to the Ancestral Holy City!"
Zhao Fan rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Do you think this fate paper is just like the cabbage on the street? In our Epoch Era, I can't find even one. These are from the time when we were exploring the ruins of Yinming Kingdom. , it was given to me by the Lord Yinming. I thought I wouldn’t use it, but unexpectedly, it actually came in handy.”
He got a total of three things from the Lord of Yinming Kingdom.
The first is the Yin Ming Yi Formation, a divine object that assists in the study of rules and techniques!
However, there are only those corresponding to the first to tenth grades, and there are no ones beyond the tenth grade.
The second is the Moyue Spear.
The quality is comparable to that of the Nine Realm Tower, and since Zhao Fan is a swordsman, the Black Moon Spear cannot be used.
Three will be the fateful paper in front of you!
It was only after the Lord of Yinming Kingdom explored all corners of his Epoch era that he collected this amount.
The stronger the consciousness itself, the greater the amount consumed during recovery.
I remember that the Lord of Yinming Kingdom said that if his consciousness at the level of the Ancestral Saint was damaged, a cube would probably be used.
And Zhao Fan is now the Ultimate Saint Ancestor and has not yet become the Ancestor Saint. Although his consciousness has been greatly damaged, it has not been damaged to the point of being exhausted, so he only consumed about half a cubic meter.
"Hahaha, is the Lord of Yinming Kingdom going to regret it to death after going to the Ancestral Holy City?" Ni Zhu said with schadenfreude: "He actually left such a treasure in the ruins of the original land."
"If resources in this area are really as scarce as you said, I guess so." Zhao Fan shrugged.
Then, he couldn't wait to ask: "Consciousness has returned to its original state, what's next?"
"Don't worry, let me escape into your origin to study." After Ni Zhu finished speaking, he escaped into Zhao Fan's ultimate holy body in a single thought.
Zhao Fan breathed a long sigh of relief. He knew where his wives were hiding with a little induction.
But he still pretended not to know and searched randomly.
Zhao Fan knew that he would be very busy again, so this was the last time to spend with his wives in a short period of time, so he should cherish it.
He found nine, missing one peach, and "I don't know" where he hid them.
"I give up, I really can't find it." Zhao Fan sat on the ground, pretending to be depressed.
"Brother Fan, I'm on top of you!"
Taozi's voice sounded, and she, who had entered the level of the Saint Ancestor, turned into particles. At this moment, she turned into a peach and fell into Zhao Fan's palm.
When Zhao Fan saw this scene, he couldn't laugh or cry and said, "This reminds me of when I ate you when I lost my memory. Come on, let me try it again."
With that said, he was about to open his mouth and bite it in one bite.
Scared, Taozi quickly broke away from the opponent's hand and manifested her true body. She said angrily: "Brother Fan, you are so bad!"
"Sisters, beat him!" Seventeen took the lead in cheering.
The girls rushed forward, but when faced with the ultimate holy body, they were the ones who hurt Zhao Fan when they attacked him...
