Zhao Fan, who was immersed in sadness and sorrow, didn't say anything when he heard Shenxiu's words coming from his ears.
What Shenxiu didn't know was that to Zhao Fan, his worry wine was no different from boiled water.
How could the emotions of the Ultimate Saint Ancestor be affected by low-level food?
Zhao Fan just used the guise of worrying about wine to release the true emotions hidden in his heart!
"Come on, brother Zhao, I'll pour it for you again." Shenxiu said with a playful smile, "Cry again and let me see."
He poured a bowl.
Zhao Fan just drank a bowl.
In the end, I simply picked up the barrel and poured it into my mouth, drinking it all in one gulp.
"This is too cruel." Shenxiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The tears on Zhao Fan's face slowly faded away, and his expression returned to its original state. He turned his head to look at Shenxiu and said, "Your sorrowful wine is so strong, it makes people cry."
"Hahaha." Shenxiu laughed so loudly that his big ears trembled. He stood up and said, "I have a date with Lao Liu, so we should leave first."
"Um."
Zhao Fan nodded slightly and watched the other party go away, leaving him alone in the house again.
"It will be like this when the catastrophe is over." Zhao Fan couldn't imagine what a boring daily life he would face at that time.
There is a time to gather and disperse.
After nine days.
Lin Qianqian and the others bid farewell to their friends in a companionable way.
They all returned to the house.
Zhao Nuo, who knew the truth, stood outside the courtyard gate, neither leaving nor coming in.
He knew that he couldn't stop what was going to happen next, so he could only watch helplessly.
Zhao Fan saw Zhao Nuo and ignored him. Instead, he looked across the faces of his wives one by one and said, "You are back."
"Fanfan." Lin Qianqian came up and hugged him.
Seventeen followed.
They hugged Zhao Fan one by one, and the look in his eyes and theirs was so reluctant to leave.
Half an hour passed in silence.
"I was afraid of forgetting you, so I condensed all my memories into words in chronological order."
Zhao Fan had a thought.
A golden book appeared in front of him.
The first word...
The ten thousandth word.
Lines of text jump quickly on the scroll!
More and more, page after page!
This went on for a whole day.
More than 10 million words of text form a thick book.
However, there is no ending, as of this moment before the sacrifice of karma.
"It's a really thick book." Zhao Fan looked at it blankly, "I will read it often in the future."
"They are all books, so they must have names."
Lin Qianqian suggested: "What should I choose?"
"How about the Ultimate Saint Ancestor and his ten little wives?" Shi Qi asked with a smile.
"No, no, no." Chen Chun'er shook her head, "It's better to call it luck!"
"For those who don't know, they think it's a secret skill." Duo'er complained, "It might as well be a memoir of creation!"
"Then our names should all be connected with one word?" Yun Mengkui asked.
Jing Xuan snickered, "In this case, I'm afraid the name will be a piece of shit."
Zhen Ran and Long Li were thinking hard.
"Yes!"
Xiyan said thoughtfully: "The title of the book should be called Heavenly Master after Ninety Years!"
"I agree!" Taozi nodded repeatedly.
Regarding the proposal of the book title, the ten women unanimously approved it.
One person took a pen and wrote the title of the book on the cover.
Ten book titles with different handwriting and fonts are fixed here.
at this time.
The green lotus of good fortune appears.
"Let's begin." Lin Qianqian said without hesitation, and they closed their eyes.
Zhao Fan is also closed
It's on, I can't bear to look at it.
"Mistresses, please enter my Qinglian time and space."
Creation Qinglian said with a trembling voice.
"good."
They responded.
They all escaped into Qinglian time and space.
The current time and space of Qinglian is different from the past. All the lotus petals have turned transparent. Through the petals, only ten blurry figures can be vaguely seen.
"Lord, I will enter your origin." Creation Qinglian said.
Zhao Fan did not stop him and allowed the other party to escape into his own origin.
"Karma Sacrifice, begin!"
Creation Qinglian was shocked.
Zhao Fan's origin is like turning the river upside down.
Memory is like a flowing tide!
And every moment with my wives, it seems as if there is a hand constantly grabbing, depriving, and crushing them!
not only that.
Zhao Fan's consciousness at this moment is extremely clear!
I feel so clearly that the people I love disappear one by one from the entanglement of my own cause and effect!
"Stop! Stop it!"
Once the causal sacrifice begins, it is irreversible!
No matter how Zhao Fan struggled with his consciousness and tried to stop it, it was to no avail!
one day.
Just one day.
Within the transparent petals, ten vague figures once existed no longer exist.
At this time, Zhao Fan's consciousness returned to the point where the breakthrough process was blocked...
He didn't feel the slightest bit sad anymore, because he no longer had any memory of his wives!
The sacrifice of karma will erase all traces of their existence in Zhao Fan's fate.
Therefore, Zhao Fan focused on breakthrough without any distractions, making the connection seamless!
"A rule-based technique beyond the tenth level..."
"The desire is so close!"
"If you master it, you can protect the intersection of cause and effect and survive the catastrophe!"
"You can only succeed, you can't fail!"
Zhao Fan was like a broken bamboo, attacking the seemingly insurmountable barrier step by step!
And the green lotus was created to seal off Zhao Fan's house and fill it with green light to prevent Zhao Fan from being disturbed again!
over time.
The original place, except for the inner circle struggling to support itself, has become a violent paradise in the new realm!
The leaderless subspecies of the beasts control each other and collide with each other in the new realms opened up.
destroy!
Just for destruction!
Inner circle.
All the realm masters and holy bodies of the realms were trembling uncontrollably.
Holy courtyard.
The Dean of the Holy Court and the Saint Ancestor of the Four Rules sat opposite each other.
"I can only protect one of you." The dean of the Holy Academy said in a helpless tone.
"Life," said the Holy Ancestor of Death.
"I don't." The Ancestor of Life shook his head and said, "Take your destiny away."
"I think destruction is more suitable." The Destiny Saint Ancestor said, "Because Creation is the ultimate Saint Ancestor and the direct disciple of Destruction."
"I will not abandon you to live alone."
The Saint Ancestor of Destruction refused directly.
Just at this time.
A figure came.
It was none other than Saint Master Zhao Nuo.
"Dean."
Zhao Nuo's eyes were filled with tears.
"Um?"
Everyone noticed his mood swings, which came from the source of sadness.
"What's wrong with you?" The Saint Ancestor of Destruction didn't know why.
"My father can protect you and survive the catastrophe." Zhao Nuo took a deep breath and said, "I will come according to his wishes and inform you all."
"What?!" The dean of the Holy Academy said in disbelief: "Can you break through the rules of creation again?"
Leading to the ultimate in rules and techniques!
last time
It was blocked by the beast!
According to the dean of the Holy Academy, it may take endless years to find hope for another breakthrough.
Unexpectedly, in such a short period of time, there is hope again...
This is not common sense!
However, genius is never common sense.
The Four Saint Ancestors of Rules looked at each other and smiled, and then, the Saint Ancestor of Destruction suddenly frowned.
