Rebirth – City Cultivation

Five hundred years is very long. It is the eternal life of five generations. Chen Fan’s life in the last life was only five hundred years old. He was built into a robbery and swayed the heavens and bounds and became the ‘North Xuan Xianzun’.

But five hundred years is also very short.

The road is really a few million years old, and a powerful ancient retreat, maybe five hundred years passed. In particular, the number of fairies is extremely rare. The entire universe is basically thousands or tens of thousands of years, and a true fairy will be born. From the time of cultivation to the summit, Chen Fan’s past five hundred years did have other births, but it was not a human race.

The entire universe.

Among the people who cultivated the immortals, they became fellows in five hundred years.

Also, he is Chen Beixuan!

"Is a fairy?"

Chen Fan himself was stunned.

Think back to his past experiences. At the age of one hundred, he became a god, and he returned to the virtual two hundred years. He was robbed in three hundred years and was hailed as the most promising ascendant since the ages. It is really barely like a ‘fairy’. It’s just that this pre-cultivation time is a bit long. As a sacred fetus, once you really start to awaken and cultivate, you will be able to turn the gods up to ten years.

People's "Bright Son" is a step by step!

Of course, this is related to the potential of the Sunshine Son. The Light Son is the bloodline of the founding ancestors of the Guangming people. When they are born, they will be in the Yuan Ying class. It is easy to be a good person. If he does not die, he even hopes to attack the true immortals, but unfortunately he was finally killed by Chen Fan in the Guangmingzu.

"But it's not right. If the fairy is my, how can the world of Cangqing immortals let me go, I must bring me back to Zhenwu Xianzong. For this reason, I will not hesitate to fight with other real people. How can I let? I am left behind?"

Chen Fan shook his head.

From the logical roots, this is unclear.

Moreover, Chen Fan's previous practice was not as fast as the 'fairy'. However, in the later period, he was robbed in three hundred years. In the last two hundred years, he walked extremely deep during the robbery period. He even went on several occasions and played against Wanxian on several occasions, and cross-pressed Wanjie to obtain the title of 'North Xuan Xianzun'. This is far from being explained by a ‘fairy’.

The so-called 'fairy fetus.'

It is the birth of the immortal, the son of the immortal!

Born to be a fairy, after the adulthood, he automatically promoted to the real fairy, and even hoped to rob the immortal, so he was sought after by the nine great sects. Do not hesitate to lay down the fairy tales, use a magical spirit of the ancient taboos to nourish and nurture. But it is only hope, not 100% ‘robbery’. The robbery period and the joint period are two concepts. Otherwise, in the universe for thousands of years, there will not be only Chen Fan who will become a robbery.

"Well, I was in the last life, but how can I describe the words of the robbery? Even if the real immortal on the nine days, I have killed more than one. Even if the demon **** under the suppression of the resurrection, I will kill it no more than killing the chicken. Is it a 'fairy' cultivated by a magical area?"

Chen Fan is cold.

Can ‘仙胎’ be not him, who is it?

In the past 500 years, the Terran has become a true immortal, but Chen Fan alone.

"Unless...the fairy is not born, or she died in advance." Chen Fan bowed his head and said softly. At this moment, he had a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Chen Fan has vaguely guessed the answer, but he does not want to believe or believe it.

If the truth is this.

That means that Chen Fan owes her a lot, too much, and Chen Fan can't return it in this life.

"In the last life, the teacher took me away, but my talent is too dull, there is no cultivation talent. In my thirties, I barely practiced to the Tong Xuan period, even the side of the Shenhai period did not touch." Lightly open, the eyes are full of memories:

"When I met in the same year, Xiaoqiong was already in the Golden Age. In three years, she was a golden dragon in three years. It is the top of the goddess Jindan. Her whole person seems to be born for cultivation. Among the generation of Zhenwu disciples, they are considered top ones."

"After meeting, Xiaoqiong did not disappoint me. Instead, he always helped me and encouraged me. We even made vows to each other, and became husband and wife, never separated. But my talent is too bad, and the progress is far from catching up with her."

"One year innate, three years of Jin Dan, five years of baby!"

"The teachers of Zhenwu Emperor Xianzong believe that Xiaoqiong can be cultivated into a **** for up to 30 years. The future is the seed of returning to the virtual, and I was at that time? I was forced to protect the Shenhai period. If she is not to protect me, finally Fall in the hands of the 'big enemy'. It is her, not me, that will surprise the whole universe in the future!"

Chen Fan slowly closed his eyes.

Recalling the ‘previous enemy,’ an unforgettable memory and hatred, it suddenly appeared in Chen Fan’s mind. A pair of sub-pictures reappeared that year. He thought he had forgotten it, but in fact, the memory became more vivid and clearer, so that Chen Fan clenched his fist. A distant and distant atmosphere was deeply imprinted on Chen Fan, and his whole body was smashed, as if he had surpassed this universe.

Last life.

Many things that can't be understood and can't be understood are suddenly clear.

Last life.

Many did not pay attention, the details that were ignored, and then came to the fore.

Last life.

All kinds of missed, remorseful, lost, forgotten, hateful, have to think at this time, can not forget!

"In the last world, the teacher took me and Xiaoqiong away from the earth. He took Xiaoqiong to Zhenwu Xianzong, and just threw me into a corner and waited slowly. If Xiaoqiong found me, maybe I have already In an unknown corner, under the minion of a monster, a certain monk's flying sword died silently." Chen Fan's eyes blurred.

"In this world, the teacher also passed by the earth, but he took Xiaoqiong and did not take me away."

"The fairy is not me... it is you."

"Fang Qiong!!"

Chen Fan whispered, his face showing a slight smile.

He was wrong from the beginning. He thought that he was the pride of the sky and was destined to be on the top of the nine days. But in fact, the biggest opportunity of the earth, the 'fairy fetus' cultivated in hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation is Fang Qiong, not him. Therefore, in the early period, he bumped into it, and for many years he could not be innate, and Fang Qiong was on the verge of Yuan Ying in five years.

"I was wondering at the time, why did my talent suddenly increase sharply after Xiaoqiong's death, and it would be a thousand miles away. Any skill will be repaired, and any magical power will be refined. Now I want to come, and Xiaoqiong must die before death. , transfer her 'Xianyuan' to me." Chen Fan's face is more and more bitter. In the end, regrets in the eyelids are regrettable.

"You are awkward."

at this time.

Chen Fan has already understood everything.

The earth is a cultivated land, and the ‘fairy’ that is raised is Fang Qiong. Therefore, Fang Qiong’s talent is so strong. His Chen’s past life is nothing more than an ordinary person who is obscured and has no cultivation talent. Before Fang Qiong’s death, he must transfer the fairy martial movement in the body to Chen Fan through some secret method or special opportunity.

Although this transfer must be compromised, it may even be only one tenth.

However, this still makes Chen Fanxiu a surge, talents soar, and the practice is leaps and bounds. In just a hundred years, he has proved the Tao, and he has returned to the two hundred years.

Even in the last world, it was Fang Qiong who came to the earth to take away the earth. Chen Fan was just smeared. Or maybe Fang Qiong personally asked for the Cangqing Immortal, and finally took away the 30-year-old middle-aged uncle Chen Fan who was drunk and jumped.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan had only a bitter smile on his face, but his heart was faintly painful.

"You are so stupid, how stupid? You gave me so much, how can I keep it clear in this world?" Chen Fan sighed.

Although the achievements of Chen Fan's last life far exceeded the category of 'one-tenth of the fairy,' it was the complete 'fairy', and it was far from the height of Chen Fan. The ‘North Xuan Xianzun’ that traverses the heavens and the thousands of circles, even if it is the most culmination in Wanxian, what about the ‘fairy’?

But this still can't change Fang Qiong's help to him.

He is like a arrogant hidden in the crowd, trapped in the real dragon in the shoal. Fang Qiong gave him the first money, the first capital. Then he can make a difference, with the help of this shareholder style, flying over nine days, becoming the North Xuan Xianzun of the arrogant world.

There is no Fang Qiong.

Maybe Chen Fan has to wait a long time. Difficult breakthroughs innate, breakthrough Jindan, breakthrough Yuan Ying. I don’t know how many years it will take, and after tens of thousands of years, he may barely open his own path, and eventually will reach the height of ‘North Xuan Xianzun’. But when I look back, it is estimated that 100 million years have passed. At the same time, it is possible that Chen Fan has not yet advanced to the congenital level, and may even fall into a stinking fish pond in a stinking ditch, silently dying under the mouth of an unknown monster.

The journey of life varies.

Even Chen Fan is not sure that he will not be helped by Fang Qiong in the last world. What will it eventually become?

But it will not be as short as five hundred years. It will be on the top of the universe, overlooking the Wanjie, and returning to the Tianmen and returning. It will take no more than nine days for the immortals to be peaceful.

"Hey."

Chen Fan waved his sleeves and dissipated his eyes and golden eyes. All the various invisible disappeared in front of him, and he resumed the chaotic space storm outside the northern part of the Kunming market.

He sat cross-legged in the north, did not practice, just looked up lazily and looked at the stars.

Through the sky canopy, you can see the night sky, a galactic river across the sky. There, there is the Central Star River, and Fang Qiong is there. He does not know how many miles he has, and hundreds of millions of light years.

Chen Fan was watching.

When the battle moves to the stars, the years go by, and the time goes by, it seems that they have never cared.

After three days.

He just patted the dust on his body and slowly got up. At the moment, Chen Fan, when he looked at him, felt that he was like the most ordinary and ordinary, without a trace of mortal. All the sharpness and the radiance of the gods are all introverted, without traces of traces.

The past life is a mortal, and this world will eventually return to the mortal.

But at this time, Chen Fan’s eyes are more confident than ever before, shining with a firm radiance, as if he could push everything.

"On the last world, I relied on Xiao Qiong's 'fairy' to build a harmonious road. But in this world, I am born again. With this kind of hands, I will re-enter the road and cross the robbery. Nine days is not difficult!" Chen Fan said softly, the whole body shines more and more, turning into a smashing **** rainbow:

"In this world, I have to make up for all the regrets and mistakes of the year. I want Xiaoqiong to be peaceful and happy. I want all those who respect me to love me to be happy. I want all the enemies to pay the price. I I want to hear my name again in these nine days! My Wan Xian heard my name and trembled. I want to re-enter the sacred world of the heavens, and let the name of 'North Xuan Xianzun' become the only one in Wanjie!"

His voice is getting louder and louder.

In the end, almost half of the Kunming world was resounding, and countless people were shocked by the earthquake.

I have been in the mortal world for twenty years, and today I will prove nine days!