Chapter 3908 Become immortal
Zhuo Bufan quietly looked at the attendant sword lying in his arms, turning into wisps of black and purple smoke, disappearing between heaven and earth.
"Don't I know?" Zhuo Bufan murmured in a low voice.
Over the years, the reason why he gradually alienated Shi Jian was sensitive to discover Shi Jian's feelings for him. Just as he was Emperor Shang back then, the Bing Emperor also loved him so much that he had just suffered a disaster.
Any cause and effect cannot be avoided.
"Zhuo Bufan, I didn't expect you to let my clones crush you to pieces and be willing to die!" At this time, a charming voice came into Zhuo Bufan's divine sea.
"Black Lotus!"
Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists and his eyes showed fierce light.
"Although Shi Jian is my clone, she isolates my senses in the Taiyi universe and is not affected by me. It is still a bit troublesome to take back this clone, but unfortunately, she moved my strength for you and was slowly being brought to me. If it were to occupy, she wouldn't have died so quickly." Hei Lian's laughter slowly echoed in Zhuo Bufan's mind.
Zhuo Bufan knew that everything was for his sword was for himself. Hei Lian threatened her, so she came to Tianlinghai, but she never knew what she had experienced in Tianlinghai, so she became the master of Yanyu Temple and was independent Facing the pressure from Xi Leng, Long Tsai and others.
It was for myself again, and he did not hesitate to use the power of the black lotus to penetrate into the Demon God Ruins, breaking the seal of the Scorpion Stone Monument, and helping himself obtain the immortal inheritance of the Divine Seal.
I recalled scenes in my mind, the innocent and cute girl with two ponytails, following me.
The heroic and sassy girl holding a sharp sword stood quietly behind her and watched herself, practicing sword skills hard.
"Shi Jian, today I will demonstrate the Snowy Sword of Smoky Rain for you..." Zhuo Bufan held the Ice Emperor Rain Sword in his hand, held a yellow wine gourd in one hand, raised his head to drink wine, and performed the sword technique.
In the sky, a hazy drizzle fell like smoke and fog. Raindrops fell in the pond, falling on the lotus leaves, condensed into crystal clear water droplets, rolling down.
Zhuo Bufan did not use his divine power and qi and blood power, as if he was an ordinary warrior, using his swordsmanship.
The sword light is extremely mysterious, full of a sad mood. Even if Zhuo Bufan’s heart is as stable as a rock, after thousands of years of practice, he cannot remain calm in the face of the death of an old friend. It seems that there is a kind of sadness in the world. The breath.
The sword light drifted between the sky and the earth without any divine power fluctuations. The rain seemed to be entangled together, just like rain flowers blooming in the sky.
Zhuo Bufan used his sword skills to his heart and was completely immersed in it.
"Young Master, I have practiced the Smoky Rain Sword Technique seriously. I will use it to show you."
"Well, there are some shortcomings in these places, but you have mastered the sword intent."
"There are small pink flowers in the mountains with six petals. I made a wreath. Young Master, is it good?"
"Good it."
His voice, appearance, and his crisp and crisp laughter returned to Zhuo Bufan's mind.
"ah!"
Zhuo Bufan roared to the sky, and his breath suddenly burst out. Scarlet dragon scales grew on his skin. Qi and blood hit the sky, spreading the entire Smoky Rain Temple, rushing thousands of miles, like a blood column, making countless practitioners in the Smoky Rain Temple dumbfounded and frightened. .
Deputy Master Fierce Red looked at the main temple in surprise, and his body trembled subconsciously, "What a terrifying power of qi and blood, has something big happened?"
"It seems to be the breath of the Haixin Protector!" Fairy Lianfeng was also surprised and suspicious.
Every strong man flew out of his house and looked at the terrifying scene from afar. The main temple was covered by qi and blood, and the rich qi and blood condensed into mist, rolling and rushing, stunned.
The terrifying power of qi and blood made them unable to get close to them at all.
Zhuo Bufan burst out all his forces, threw away the yellow wine gourd, used his sword technique with all his strength, and integrated the law of time into it. The surrounding scenes became blurred and time went back.
He seemed to be in another time and space. The rain stopped. In the pavilion, he was sitting with Shi Jian, and the breath on Shi Jian's body was constantly weakening and dissipating.
"Break it for me!"
Zhuo Bufan slashed over with one piece, but there seemed to be an intouchable film in the time and space, which easily blocked Zhuo Bufan's angry sword, and the film only rippled out a shallow ripples.
The Lord of God can travel through time and space to resurrect the dead, but Shi Jian is one of the billions of clones of Black Lotus. Even if he is in time, he cannot stop Shi Jian from his death.
"ah!"
Zhuo Bufan rushed to the crown with anger, the seeds of divine power burned, the sea of qi and blood boiled, and the nine immortal divine seals flowing in his body, one of which emitted a dazzling golden light, completely merged into the bloodline and disappeared.
This also indicates that Zhuo Bufan has entered the "Immortal Realm", the body, the sea of blood, the law of time, and the law of space, and the fusion of one furnace.
"cut!"
He slashed down with one sword again, and encountered the obstruction of the film. This time the ripples caused by the film were a little more intense, but it still could not break the obstruction.
In an instant, Zhuo Bufan's energy was exhausted and he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood.
The surrounding time and space are still constantly returning. He and Shi Jian go shopping and eat delicious food together, and discuss the laws of time and space together.
Soon, the picture returned to one night. Shi Jian was wearing a purple long dress, with delicate hair, and beautiful makeup. He stood on the steps of the main temple, quietly watching him, then raised his jade finger, a wisp of purple
The light ingers into his sea of gods.
Zhuo Bufan knew that at this time, Hei Lian was already controlling Shi Jian's thinking and actions.
Standing in another time and space, Zhuo Bufan looked at himself after being hit by the secret surgery of Black Lotus, fell to the ground in great pain and lost consciousness.
Suddenly, I, who had fallen down, actually stood up, my eyes turned red, and I slowly walked towards the dark corridor deep in the middle...
"What?"
Zhuo Bufan, who was standing outside the long river of time and space, saw this scene, his arms trembled slightly, immediately withdrew from the long river of time and stood outside the pavilion again.
He never expected that he would walk into Shijian's bedroom that night, but when he woke up the next day, he was still sleeping on the steps. There was only one possibility that Shijian put him on the stairs of the temple.
I don't want him to blame himself.
Above the temple, the blood and blood that looked like a rainbow pillar retracted and returned to Zhuo Bufan's body.
Zhuo Bufan could sense it in the dark that some kind of restriction in the Tianling Sea seemed to have been broken. He could easily leave the Tianling Sea. In the future, practitioners in the Tianling Sea will no longer be suppressed. They can practice to the immortal realm, and they can also
Leave the Tianling Sea.
"Returning to the Three Realms, the Daozu may have a way to save Shijian." Zhuo Bufan was ashamed to return.
But before leaving, we still need to deal with the matter of the Smoky Rain Temple, which is the hard work of Shi Jian.
The Lords of the Guardian Realm of the Smoky Temple were notified and rushed to the main temple immediately. They also wanted to know what had happened just now.
Zhuo Bufan stood above the hall. After everyone arrived, he announced the news of "Xiao Jing's death". There was an uproar below. I didn't know what happened, and Zhuo Bufan did not reveal the matter of Black Lotus.
Chapter completed!