Extraordinary Prehistoric

After tossing about the treasure of the eighth-level false saint, Luo Fan stopped and took out the cylinder again.

At this time, that magic weapon has truly become honest. Luo Fan put it on the table, and it stood on it obediently, not daring to move at all.

"When did you come to this universe?" Luo Fan asked lightly.

"About thirty thousand billion years ago."

"How did you come here?" Luo Fan frowned and continued to ask.

"I don't know about this. At the beginning, I lived a good life in Xuanyang World, but one day, I was caught by an irresistible force, and in a blink of an eye, I had already left Xuanyang World, and came to this place, which is completely strange. It's a weird world." The voice of the eighth-level false holy treasure was mixed with inexplicable doubts.

"Irresistible power? Are you already the treasure of the eighth-level false saint?" Luo Fan frowned. He thought he could get more information, but now it seems that he is thinking too much?

"No. I was only a seventh-level pseudo-saint series back then. Compared with now, I am still far behind."

"For three thousand billion years, you have no one to sacrifice, and you have raised a level, from the seventh-level false saint to the eighth-level false saint?" Luo Fan was surprised and asked.

"After all, I am a congenital treasure, and this speed is considered slow. If it weren't for the fact that the world would be completely unfamiliar, and the avenue would be completely different, this period of time would be enough for me to grow into a ninth-level false saint series." The eighth-level false saint There was a hint of complacency in Zhibao's voice.

However, soon, it thought of its current situation, and that trace of complacency disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

"The person who brought you to this universe must have something for you to do. What is that?"

"It seems to be asking me to help it cultivate its descendants. But it's only a few trillion years. After a few trillion years, one day all the descendants I know will disappear without a trace, and then no one will care about me. "

"Cultivate descendants?" Luo Fan's hatred lit up when he heard it.

I didn't expect that I just wanted to hear some news about Xuanyang Tiandi, but I didn't expect to have such an accident.

He didn't ask any more questions, and said directly: "Open up your memory, let me see for myself!"

Such a request is quite disrespectful, and it is extremely disrespectful to any eighth-level pseudo-sage series, even a magic weapon! However, after being tossed about by Luo Fan for so long, the treasure of the eighth-level false saint no longer dared to refute Luo Fan. Although he was extremely dissatisfied and unwilling, he did not dare to say a word of no.

Aggrieved, he opened up his memory in front of Luo Fan.

Naturally, Luo Fan would not be polite, and his will directly cut into the memory of the eighth-level false saint. The endless lights and shadows flashed in front of him in an instant, and they were automatically classified into categories under his thoughts, and arranged into a chronological order from ancient times to the present. The long river of memory that continues.

The number of 30 trillion years of memory can be roughly calculated from the number of memories in a person's lifetime. You know, normally speaking, the lifespan of an ordinary person is only seventy or eighty years, but even in this case, the memories accumulated by an ordinary person in a lifetime are enough to make other people unprepared to receive this memory The person directly produced schizophrenia. It is conceivable how terrifying the memory of these 30 trillion years should be.

However, to Luo Fan, this was nothing at all.

"...

There are so many memories, no matter how many, how can they compare with all the information projected by that era that he experienced on the road to transcendence?

In a trance, Luo Fan seemed to feel that he had become a magic weapon in the shape of a cylinder, and he was constantly searching for some qualified ordinary creatures to cultivate for 30 billion years, watching these ordinary creatures grow up one by one, one by one. One by one grows, and finally one by one dies.

In such a repeated process, the destiny that was destined since the birth of oneself is continuously continued.

Between these cycles one after another, Luo Fan went back to the source, gradually tracing back the memory of when he came to this universe at the very beginning, and tracing the appearance of those creatures that brought him to this universe. What kind of wonder is there.

There are just too many of these memories.

Even for Luo Fan, it took several days before he skipped 30 billion years of memory, and really traced back to the source, back to the first batch of creatures it cultivated after entering the universe!

These creatures are exactly what Luo Fan's pet tortoise looks like after being transformed.

When they first entered the small world created by this magic weapon, they were not much different from ordinary creatures. There is no ability to ignore the various dangers created by this magic weapon. Under the arrangement of this magic weapon, they are constantly tempered by danger, absorb all kinds of energy they need, and get what they need. With exercise, the realm of Taoism will continue to improve.

It was not until they broke through the cultivation of the innate Daluo and achieved the quasi-sage series that an irresistible force acted on this magic weapon, oppressing the magic weapon, spitting out those creatures, and being taken by that force. Lead away.

After those creatures left, soon another group of creatures would arrive.

In this way, the previous process continued again, continued to cultivate creatures, continued to create various convenient conditions for these creatures to grow, and then waited for these creatures to grow to a sufficient strength, they were oppressed again, and led away.

This process continued for trillions of years, and at a certain moment, after the last batch of creatures had grown enough to be taken away, everything fell silent. This magic weapon can no longer feel that there is a living being thrown into its body. It can no longer continue its vocation that was destined since its birth, and it can no longer cultivate batch after batch of creatures as it did at the beginning.

It seems to have been completely forgotten.

After waiting for trillions of years, when in the end, this magic weapon was almost downgraded because no one was cultivating it and did not cultivate creatures to continue their vocation, this magic weapon finally reacted and began to actively search for some creatures to cultivate.

However, because these are the ones I searched for, it has never shown its true face. It is just to create all kinds of adventures for them, so that many creatures can continuously improve and grow because of these adventures. In this way, the growth and departure of one name, one by one, batches of creatures allowed his vocation to play a role, and he himself also obtained rare tempering in the process, not only did his level stop the downward trend , but gradually improved, after hundreds of trillions of years, finally broke through the limitations and entered the eighth-level pseudo-sage series.

With such progress, it is naturally more actively looking for creatures that can enable his vocation to be cultivated, and it is constantly expanding the scope of its search for creatures, and its location is constantly changing. I want to use this ability to advance my level to the level of breaking through the eighth-level false saint and achieving the ninth-level false saint.

However, it is a pity that the gap between the eighth-level false saint and the ninth-level false saint is really too big.

Compared with the gap between the seventh-level false saint and the eighth-level false saint, it is more than a thousand times larger? ! With its speed of improvement, it would take at least a thousand times longer than hundreds of billions of years to truly upgrade to a ninth-level false holy treasure...,

After Luo Fan scanned all the memories of this eighth-level pseudo-sacred treasure over the past 30 billion years, he focused his attention on its experience before coming to the earth and the universe and just after coming here.

After careful observation and searching, Luo Fan couldn't help feeling helpless: "You are so innocent, you don't care about everything except your vocation, you don't look at it at all..."

In the memory of that magic weapon, apart from cultivating people, that is, cultivating people, there is no other memory at all!

He even suspected that the entire process of the irresistible force that captured this magic weapon and made it leave the Xuanyang world and come to the earth and universe was not because the owner of that force hid it well, but because the owner of that force hid it well. A magic weapon doesn't even bother to pay attention to the owner of that power, and doesn't even bother to observe what the owner of that power looks like, to ask why the owner of that power wants to catch it...,

"At the beginning, I was always sacrificed by others, so I didn't need to use my mind at all. The lack of training in my mind is indeed relatively simple..." The eighth-level false saint said a little aggrieved, "However, it has been a long time in these years. I’ve been doing a lot of self-exercise, and I’m so much better now!”

"Compared to before...," Luo Fan sighed.

"When you asked me to refine you in that Infernal Realm, did you mean to create some kind of world to cultivate me?" Luo Fan asked suddenly with a twitch in his heart.

At the beginning, the magic weapon was directly opened for him to refine. Although he felt that the situation was wrong, he refused to directly refine it, but all this time, he did not know what bad consequences would be caused by refining it, and did not Understand why this magic weapon is doing this. After watching his memory now, he had some guesses just now.

"Of course! As an innate treasure, in addition to being tempered by others as a way to improve my level, cultivating people is also a wonderful way for me to improve my level! Moreover, the stronger the creatures I cultivate, the more I can improve.

If I can train you to be stronger, I will definitely be able to shorten the time for a lot of leveling up! "The eighth-level false holy treasure said proudly.

"How?! Why don't you come and let me train for hundreds of millions of years! In this way, you can get many of my resources, get the best growth, and I can also take advantage of the trend to improve the level. This is definitely the best of the two sessions!" The eighth level Treasure of the False Saint shouted like this.

When Luo Fan heard this, he frowned and said, "What ability do you have to train me?"

"..., how can I say it is also the magic weapon of the eighth-level false saint series..., it should..., I can find a way to train you..." The eighth-level false saint treasure said this.

"For example?" Luo Fan asked lightly.

"For example..., I can create a great world, seal all your strength, and then put you into it, create all the conditions for you to succeed, let you grow along the path I left for you, count After hundreds of millions of years, becoming an eighth-level false saint is almost a sure thing!" After speaking, the eighth-level false saint's treasure became proud, and his voice became extremely fanatical.

"Seal my strength? I think you still want to seal my memory." Luo Fan said lightly.

"Seal memory? Of course it is necessary! Your memory is also your strength! How can you retain your memory when you seal your strength?! The seal that retains memory is definitely an incomplete seal!" The eighth-level false saint The treasure is a matter of course.

Hearing this, Luo Fan didn't have any intention to listen any more. He directly picked it up and stuffed it into his sleeve, then stuffed it directly into the universe in his sleeve, and put it directly into the Divine Court Heaven Cauldron, and was beaten by the Divine Court. The power of Tianding took a bath called isolation from the inside out.

In an instant, the screams of the eighth-level false holy treasure continued to come out from his sleeve. The sound really hurt, and the listener shed tears.

After a while, he just took out this magic weapon again and put it on the table.

"..., did I say something wrong?" the eighth-level false holy treasure murmured at this time.

"Are you an idiot?! How could he agree to be sealed by you to seal his strength and memory?! What if you have evil intentions? It can be seen from this proposal that you have malicious intentions to deceive him! Or eight The magic weapon of the super false saint series, IQ is lower than mine!" At this time, the practice wisdom in Luo Fan's hands sneered.

"Why do I have evil intentions?! This is an inevitable process of training! He is now a fourth-level false saint, and his way is unbreakable. If he doesn't seal his strength and scratch his memory, how can he walk on the way I stipulated? ! How can I let him grow the most smoothly?!" The eighth-level false holy treasure screamed loudly.

"...It's really stupid. I'm so bored arguing with an idiot like you." The practice wisdom said regretfully.

"Hey! Make it clear! Why am I stupid?!" The eighth-level false holy treasure said angrily.

Whether or not the cultivation wisdom is said, naturally he will not say anything, even though the eighth-level false saint treasure made a lot of noise, he didn't say a word.

In the end, it was Luo Fan's pet tortoise who interjected: "Senior, since the master's own way is already unbreakable, how could he be willing to abolish his own way and follow the way you left behind?"

"..." The eighth-level hypocrite finally fell silent when he heard this.

After a while, he said in a dull manner: "No wonder, every time they reached the quasi-sage state, they never came back... It turns out that they have all found their own way, and they never want to leave me again." It's the prescribed way..."

There was a suddenness in his voice, but it was more of an unspeakable sadness, a kind of sadness that seemed to be felt only when he finally knew why his children left their parents.

During this process, Luo Fan didn't care about the conversation between the eighth-level false saint treasure, the practice wisdom, and his pet turtle, but seemed to be carefully observing the memory of the eighth-level false saint treasure, observing what he had said at the beginning. Those who have been trained are those creatures in the Xuanyang world.

As an innate magic weapon with the vocation of cultivating living beings, the ability of this magic weapon to cultivate living beings can really be called superb. If you regard it as a teacher, it is definitely the most perfect teacher Luo Fan has ever seen in countless worlds!

Looking at the many adventures and guidance it arranged for those creatures, Luo Fan often secretly admired it. That kind of absolute pertinence, that kind of many adjustments made completely according to the personality of the creature, is enough to perfectly guide the creature in the direction it wants, and finally let the creature exert its strongest potential and obtain Biggest growth! Among them, there are even countless methods that Luo Fan can't think of...,

After studying it carefully, he suddenly felt that his grasp of the mind of the living beings had strengthened a little.

This rare progress was beyond his expectation.

Through such research, Luo Fan's understanding of the creatures in the Xuanyang world has gradually deepened.

The treasure of the eighth-level false saint can't analyze other things from the process of cultivating souls, but it is not a problem at all for Luo Fan.

The changes in the batches of creatures he cultivated after entering the Earth's universe through this magic weapon, he speculated that those creatures must be experiencing extremely tragic wars when they first entered the Earth's universe! And the brutality of the war even made those monks in Xuanyang Heaven and Earth have to increase the training of their descendants, and had to train enough fighters as quickly as possible.

These, apart from the number of creatures thrown into this magic weapon, can be guessed. This point can be further proved from the side from the types of creatures thrown into the magic weapon.

"Who are they fighting with? And why are they fighting? The existence that can subdue the treasure of the seventh-level false saint so easily and bring it to another perfect world should at least be the existence of the eighth-level false saint. Looking at the types of these beings, the number of beings entering the earth's universe from Xuanyang Heaven and Earth must be at least a thousand. This is definitely considered a large-scale invasion. What purpose do they have?" Luo Fan thought.

After getting some answers, he found that he encountered more doubts.

From Luo Fan's point of view, as a perfect world that is about to become a great world, suddenly sending a large number of strong men to invade another perfect world, no matter how you look at it, it can only be to meet the catastrophe of the world, to survive the catastrophe of the world as much as possible, and to save the world. The world has been promoted to the level of the big world!

But, in doing so, how can this effect be achieved? How could it be possible to help that perfect world by invading a perfect world that is beyond the unknown, or even completely unconnected, and how could it be possible to gain the power to resist the catastrophe of that perfect world?

Thinking about this completely unsolvable question, Luo Fan almost felt his brain ache. (To be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )