The void on the ninth floor of Guanjiang Tower suddenly collapsed and shrank at the moment when the sound waves reverberated.
"Father, stop..."
Before Fang Silong could refute, he could not help but follow the collapse of the void, and was caught in the palm of his hand by his father, causing all his magic power to dissipate.
Within one palm, there seemed to be another world. Fang Silong felt that he was infinitely small. As far as he could see, his five fingers were like pillars of heaven, and his father's face was as huge as the sky.
The titles of the princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty are mostly related to the spiritual aspects they practice. The Dharma of the Four Directions Lords Fang Qingxiong is called "Four Directions", and the four directions of heaven and earth can be covered by one palm.
"All species are born with their own destiny and destiny. You take away my child's body, but you can't take away his life or destiny!"
The Sifang Hou looked down at Fang Silong, who was as small as dust in his palm, with an indifferent expression:
"No matter you come from the Paradise of Cave Heaven, Sumeru or Heaven, a fairy or a Buddha or a demon, if you don't get out, I will destroy your soul!"
Rumble!
The sky and earth in the palm of his hand were covered with dark clouds, and thunder snakes and electric dragons were running across the sky, with terrifying momentum rolling down. Fang Silong struggled hard, but was still pressed to the ground, unable to move.
"Father, I, I am really thinking long!"
Feeling the fury of his father's thunder, Fang Silong almost vomited blood. He originally didn't want to tell the secret, but at this moment he no longer dared to hide it at all:
"Father, I am still me! Four hundred and seventy-three years later, I used 'returning light' and 'returning light' to the past and came here!"
"Um?"
While Fang Silong spoke, the Sifang Hou was also shocked. He closed his palms almost without thinking and pinched all the sounds between his five fingers.
Buzz!
The next moment, his mind had descended into the spiritual form.
Watching his father fall from the sky, Fang Silong breathed a sigh of relief, but his chest was still heaving violently, and he was extremely shocked.
Four hundred and seventy years later, although he had not yet achieved the third tribulation spiritual phase, he was promoted to the Lord of the Eight Extremes by chance. Otherwise, he would not have been able to activate this great magical power of 'returning to light'.
He originally thought that even if he was not as good as his father, who had the same spirit form of the Three Tribulations and the eighth level, he would not be too far behind.
At this moment, I felt terrified.
I know that the gap between myself and my father is much wider than I imagined!
"Returning to the light, returning to the light..."
Appearing in the world in the palm of his hand, Marquis Sifang's expression was still indifferent, but it was a bit more relaxed than before:
"Four hundred and seventy years later, you just mastered this great magical power?"
"Father, do you know?"
Fang Silong was shocked.
"Three years ago, the old master went on an expedition to the Niehai Sea. Although I did not follow the order, I secretly followed him. During this period, I obtained this magical power..."
The Sifang Hou's expression was a bit subtle. With a casual move, he took out a rare treasure that looked like a target, but it lost its color:
"About five months ago, this catalog of great supernatural powers suddenly lost its luster, but it turned out that it was related to you..."
"Five months ago..."
Fang Silong was shocked:
"My child came back exactly five months ago!"
"The future is uncertain, it can be seen, and it can be changed or changed. However, you may not come back from the future, you may also be affected by someone's spiritual appearance, magical power, or spiritual treasure..."
Marquis Sifang snapped his fingers, and tables and chairs were created out of thin air. He sat down casually and frowned slightly:
"There are many spiritual phenomena and supernatural powers related to time, space and time, and the future, but they can also change fate and luck..."
Just as there are countless supernatural powers, each of which has its own power and has been passed down for 180,000 years, there are also many types of spiritual phenomena.
But those related to time, space and time, and destiny are extremely rare.
"Father, there is no need to doubt that the child must not have fallen into anyone's scheme. All the big and small events in the next four hundred and seventy-three years are still fresh in the child's memory, and it has been confirmed many times that it is indeed true!"
Fang Silong hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, never believing that he was being plotted against:
"Father, on the surface, in the past few months, the Dukes of Gungun have been discussing the choice of the emperor's younger brother in the big sun ship.
But I know for sure that you are in the Xuanmen of Heaven and Earth, discussing how to rebuild the ‘Great Sun Warship’, how to conquer ‘Dafeng’, and quell the rebellion in the Chixin State!”
"Um?"
Marquis Sifang's eyes narrowed slightly:
"Did you really know about this five months ago?"
"good!"
Fang Silong nodded.
"Although the Xuanmen of Heaven and Earth cannot be compared with Tianding, it is still one of the most powerful thirteen mouths and four tribulation spirits in the world..."
Marquis Sifang felt his heart tremble.
The Mysterious Gate of Heaven and Earth has the ability to isolate Yin and Yang from reality and reality, and even the spirits of the Four Tribulations cannot peer into it silently.
What's more, in the past few months, more than half of the masters of the Great Zhou Dynasty have gathered in Tiandi Xuanmen, and the old master is among them.
Who can spy on it?
Or……
'Is Silong really coming back from four hundred and seventy years later? But how could he have such a good fortune with such talent and luck?'
"My child not only knows that you have been arguing for months but have not yet set a date for the Western Expedition. You also know that in three years, the old master will send you to work with the 'Pingluanhou' and 'Xuanleihou' to assist the 'Shenwei Gong'
Western Expedition..."
Of course Fang Silong didn't know what his father was thinking. After the secret was revealed, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He was worried about how to say these words to his father:
"During the Western Expedition to Dafeng, Duke Shenwei will be killed by the 'Tongtian Sword' of Prince Qin Shi of Dafeng, and you and the princes will all be lost in the sea of evil. Four hundred and seventy years later, no one will be able to find you.
…”
"Among the Gonggun princes, Duke Shenwei's cultivation is second only to the three great princes and the old master, and is even more important than being a father. It is not impossible to be the commander-in-chief of the Western Expedition, but you said that Duke Shenwei died in the Qin Dynasty."
Under the Babel Sword..."
The Marquis of Sifang's state of mind was as unshakable as a rock. Even when hearing the news of his death from his own son, he did not blink an eye:
"During the Qin Dynasty, the nineteenth prince of Dafeng seemed to be no more than a hundred years old. Moreover, it is said that his qualifications were mediocre and nothing outstanding..."
After saying this, Marquis Sifang glanced at his son, and the meaning was self-evident.
"It's not my fault that my father doesn't believe it. If the child hadn't personally experienced this, he would definitely not believe it. However, it is indeed true!"
Fang Silong looked a little bitter:
"Qin Shijiu was well versed in the art of keeping a low profile and keeping a low profile. If he doesn't move for a hundred years, he will be shocked!
Six years later, he took action for the first time and killed Duke Shenwei, which made him famous all over the world. At that time, he had just been in three tribulations..."
"Um……"
Marquis Sifang frowned:
"A hundred-year-old body, if you want to defeat us, you still need a body of three tribulations..."
"This man is truly an extraordinary talent! Some people in later generations even praised him as having the appearance of the Great Grand Ancestor!"
Fang Silong's expression became increasingly bitter:
"A hundred years later, he achieved four catastrophes, swept away the Red Heart, destroyed our ancestral temple of the Great Zhou Dynasty in one fell swoop, ascended the throne in the city of gods and proclaimed himself emperor, hoping to unify the world..."