After staying in the Hunyuan World of Butterfly for three years, Zhao Fan gathered many relatives and friends who wanted to go to the inner chaos. His thoughts urged the Chaos Heart Talisman and brought them all into the Hunyuan Virtual Realm.
Zhao Fan first felt the speed of his mental energy consumption. In terms of life thickness, hundreds of people were very small compared to him, so he left without any pressure.
After crossing the road to Tongyuan, Zhao Fan directly lifted the chaotic virtual world, opened up a space channel, wrapped many relatives and friends with his magic power, and arrived at the Eternal Gate.
"It's been more than 60,000 years, you're back." Emperor Taotao rushed into Zhao Fan's arms.
"Hey? How do I remember you came back from the celebration banquet and slept until the beginning of this year?" Emperor Hunyuan asked, "You're so good at playing."
After Emperor Taotao hugged Zhao Fan, he hugged six more sisters.
"Brother Fan, where is my parents? And grandparents, grandma, uncle and others didn't come?" she asked in confusion.
"Everyone says you're contented when you stay in your hometown."
Zhao Fan spread his hands and said with a smile.
"We will go back and see it from now on." Emperor Taotao nodded.
Baby Dragon and Yingying were jumping around happily. After so many years, their personality was still as good as before.
Everyone gathered together and had a big meal.
Zhao Fan arranged a task for Datou Quasi-Emperor, Zhu Sheng and Hongxue, which was to arrange his many relatives and friends brought by the external chaos to various places in the internal chaos to start a new practice.
Otherwise, I would have been in the Eternal Gate, worry-free and without any twists and turns, so I might as well stay in the Hunyuan Void.
The big head quasi-emperor was so busy that he was overwhelmed. After seven days, he finally sorted out various designs.
After Zhao Fan read it, he felt that there was no problem and passed it.
Then.
Many relatives and friends were taken away from the Gengqiu Sect by Bai Lu and sent to various places, and basically became casual cultivators in major source countries.
However, without knowing that everyone was integrated into a protective mark by Zhao Fan, which could be triggered when they were hit by a fatal crisis. It can withstand the power of the seventh level of heaven and ten breaths. If it is really impossible to face it, it can be used to resist the power of the seventh level of heaven.
Zhao Fan could feel the crisis at the first time that ten breaths were enough for him to come.
Zhao Fan walked into the seclusion room and used all the methods he mastered since the beginning of ordinary people, whether it was martial arts, secret techniques, or even Taoist techniques, from weak to strong.
This is a necessary part of pursuing the imperial road, called "Looking Back".
Zhao Fan sat cross-legged on the ground, exercising slowly.
The weakest method is the flying leaves and bush wood taught by his uncle when he was three years old.
That was his extraordinary starting point!
A variety of means are performed in the seclusion room.
The further you go, the stronger the power fluctuates and the deeper the nature.
Five days passed in a row.
Zhao Fan put down his hands, stood up, his eyes staring at the traces of means left by the quiet room time and space. He gently tapped his fingers and turned into flowing light, blending into a flash of white light.
Imprint.
"Looking back to the pill." Zhao Fan held it in his hand, glanced at it, and swallowed it into his body in one mouthful.
After eating the pill, he felt a wonderful feeling, that is, the center of the entire chaos is himself!
And most of the peaks of the seventh level of heaven are stopping here on the way to pursue the imperial road!
"My imperial road..."
While feeling, Zhao Fan fell into confusion. He stood quietly for half a month, then left the Ancient Gate and wandered around in chaos. In a blink of an eye, three hundred years passed, but he still had no idea.
I have heard a saying that the difficulty of the imperial road is not about climbing, but about not knowing where the direction is!
Now, Zhao Fan has had a personal experience.
"It's not a matter of one day or one night, so why should I be anxious?" Zhao Fan smiled self-deprecatingly, feeling that he was too whimsical. Which other emperor, who did not explore the endless years at the peak of the seventh level?