"Blood Prison Record" did not speak immediately, but fell into deep thought. It stared at the boy for a long time. Although it had been sleeping for these years, it was still aware of things in the outside world.
To be honest, the young man's growth from the beginning of his post-catastrophic life is quite shocking.
It looked at the young man, thought for a moment, and finally said: "I am transformed by order."
"What order?" Zhuo Yifan opened his eyes wide, and his first reaction was surprise. Unexpectedly, this trickster actually spoke and fulfilled his promise back then.
"The order of the saints." "Blood Prison Record" continued. It did not intend to say too much, but only added one sentence at the end: "The saints created me for the purpose of resurrecting myself in the future."
"What?" Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan was shocked. What will happen to the saint clan in the future? Could it be that the saint clan is waiting for something and therefore withdraws from the long-term competition?
"Stop guessing." "Blood Prison Record" rolled his eyes at him and said: "Every one of the great powers in the Saint Clan is a shocking figure. Their thoughts cannot be seen through. I will be used after all.
It is a product, but it is really unknown who will use it and when."
For some reason, Zhuo Yifan felt a faint sadness in his heart, feeling that this cheating book was a bit pitiful. He didn't know what to say, so he only comforted him by saying, "You will find the meaning of life."
"I'm too lazy to argue with you, so I have to leave quickly." Blood Prison Record was obviously impatient and urged. It had no time to think about where it came from and where it belonged. It only knew that it was still very dangerous at the moment, and it didn't know what would happen next.
of accidents.
Zhuo Yifan activated his divine power, and divine light emanated from his step. It took him a long time to move a full three inches away. He stumbled and fell to the ground. This surprised him.
"The order in the heaven is too strong. It is very suppressed. It seems difficult for ordinary gods to shake it." He was shocked in his heart. If he were an ordinary human god, he could only walk on his feet in the heaven. And at the peak level of the Holy God, it is also difficult to shake it.
I can only barely fly.
After regaining his composure for a while, he hit the road again. This time he exerted enough strength to successfully lift off into the air. It was very slow, far less than the speed of mortals, let alone traveling around the world.
"Blood Prison Record" transformed into a child. Lying on his shoulder, the two of them searched for the breath of Qingqiu Saint, and finally flew in one direction, intending to make peace with Qingqiu Saint first.
However, not long after he had gone forward, less than a thousand miles away, he felt tired and landed on a fairy peak.
"It's really useless, you're still far behind." "Blood Prison Record" sighed and shook his head.
This made Zhuo Yifan smile bitterly. It was because of his strong physical strength and the protection of the Immortal Spiritual Field. Otherwise, he would not be able to maintain a distance of a hundred meters.
"There seems to be a Taoist temple ahead. Maybe we can get some news." After taking a rest, he used his magic eyes and then discovered a Taoist temple with ancient trees.
The entire Taoist temple is made of unknown sacred materials. It looks very solid. It is flowing with colors in the sun. It is held up from the bottom by several thick sacred trees and suspended in mid-air. It is very strange.
"Go and have a look."
He was unconsciously attracted and felt that everything was too novel. When he was only ten feet away from the Taoist temple, the Taoist door in front suddenly opened and a boy walked out. As if he expected that they were coming, he stared at him strangely.
Hold them.
"Master, we have a guest. He seems to be injured." After looking over and over again, the boy turned around and shouted.
During the viewing, a group of people came out to watch. At this time, Zhuo Yifan was naked and covered in bloodstains. He was very hideous and looked miserable. In fact, most of his injuries had recovered, and these bloodstains were just stains.
"It seems that this father and son have suffered a disaster, please bring them in quickly." A middle-aged Taoist priest picked up the child next to Zhuo Yifan and showed great pity. He actually mistook the human-shaped "Blood Prison Record" as Zhuo Yifan's son.
Zhuo Yifan's heart suddenly moved, and he immediately communicated with "Blood Prison Record", saying that he would use his plan. He had limited knowledge of the heaven, and now he had this opportunity to stay in the Taoist temple to learn more about the situation, which was the best.
Later, he learned that although the Taoist temple looked bright on the outside, it was actually in decline. There were three Taoists, five Taoist boys, and the elderly temple owner. The total number of people in the temple was less than ten.
Naturally, these people are all gods, even the little Taoist boys. According to the old temple master, they were all children of a large clan. Due to conflicts within the clan or various reasons of innate deficiencies, they were abandoned and then picked up by him.
Adopt here.
The heaven is not peaceful, but the location of the Taoist temple is very remote, and it is rarely involved in the battles between the great gods, so it can be considered a peaceful life.
The old viewer is at least a thousand years old. Judging from Zhuo Yifan's visual inspection, he is similar to Lan Ye's generation, almost from the same generation. He deliberately disguised his age, and ordinary people would not be able to tell it, but he escaped.
Can't see his magic eyes.
This shocked Zhuo Yifan. People who survived from that era must have stories.
"You have an extraordinary origin. I hope you won't disturb the tranquility here." The old temple leader stepped forward, took his pulse, and then spoke hoarsely.
Zhuo Yifan bowed and saluted, and he secretly sent a message, begging the old temple master to take him in for a few days and allow him to find a quiet place to adjust his breathing, and then he would leave on his own.
The old temple leader nodded, waved a whisk, and casually cleaned up a room. He said to a middle-aged Taoist priest, "Ah San, go and boil some trauma medicine and bring two sets of Taoist robes."
"yes."
After hearing this, the Taoist named Asan withdrew.
With a peaceful face on his face, the old patron stared at the bare-chested furry child at Zhuo Yifan's feet and sighed bitterly: "It's so pitiful for this child to have to suffer such a sin like his father."
It was just an ordinary sentence, but it made "Blood Prison Record" feel tense all over. It was ashamed, and then secretly sent a message to Zhuo Yifan to be careful. It felt that this old temple master was not an ordinary person.
After resting in the temple for several days, Zhuo Yifan became familiar with several Taoist boys.
"So, we are now on the edge of the East Saint Continent?" He was surprised. He didn't expect that the heaven was actually divided into five continents. In addition to the Middle-earth China that communicated with the four states, there were also the East Saint Continent, West Hezhou, and North Luzhou.
, Nanchanzhou.
Each state spans trillions of miles across the territory, and is vast and boundless. If you don't pass through the teleportation array, you may not be able to cross states in your lifetime just by flying at this speed.
"Heaven is really too big." He sighed, feeling like a countryman entering the city.
…
The next day, he stood on the top of the Immortal Peak and was about to leave with "Blood Prison Record", but unexpectedly, divine light suddenly overflowed in front of him, and a pillar of heaven crossed the distant space and fell there, as if a divine pillar had been built.
bridge.
"What happened?" Zhuo Yifan saw this scene from a distance, pulled a little Taoist boy and asked.
"That's right! Grandpa Tang said that the Dharma Fighting Meeting has begun!" the little Taoist boy said excitedly, his face flushed. He was a fat little boy with no name. He was the youngest among the five little Taoist boys. On weekdays, everyone called him
He is Xiaowu.
Dharma fighting meeting? What is this? Zhuo Yifan was muttering in his heart, but he didn't know that the old temple master Tang walked out of the Taoist temple at some time and explained to himself: "Three thousand Taoist temples fighting Dharma meeting, once every ten years."
He stared at Zhuo Yifan and smiled: "Although my view has declined, it still has a status. If fellow Taoists are interested, you can go with me." (To be continued...)