Although there are patrol disciples, Fang Fang is not very at ease during this time, so he asked Xiaohu to go outside to pay attention to the situation, once someone sneaks in, it is a little more likely to find out, and Xiaohu Their ability is naturally much stronger than those disciples who are responsible for patrolling.

And Li Dan and the core figures in the door all knew that Fang Fang had such a few spirit pets, and Fang Fang didn't hide anything from them, so he told everyone the origin of the little tigers one by one. And when everyone knew that Xiaolong was willing to follow him, they all felt quite incredible, that Xiaolong was a cultivator in the immortal realm at that time, and he could still be subdued by Fang Fang.

Originally, Fang Fang wanted to tell everyone that he came from the mortal realm, but after thinking about it, forget it. After all, now is not the time. Therefore, when Fang Fang introduced the little tigers, he didn't say that he had adopted them in the mortal world.

Although the basic situation was similar, Fang Fang still felt a little guilty. After all, he still has something to hide. However, Fang Fang thinks about it, there is nothing, in this world, who doesn't have some privacy, just say what should be said, and what shouldn't be said is naturally not what can't be said.

And Fang Fang is naturally happy to share with everyone about Xiaohu, even if Fang Fang doesn't tell them, everyone can understand, because it is someone else's business, people like to say it, and if they don't say it, they won't say it.

As the realm became higher and higher, Fang Fang became more and more aware that when he wanted to go to the next level and constantly break through himself, there was an invisible pressure, and the pressure was very great, so that he seemed to be out of breath. And as long as you don't think about the improvement and breakthrough, that kind of pressure will not appear so obviously.

That's it, Fang Fang is not cultivating, but resting. As long as you wake up after a break, it seems to filter out some bad things that you haven't found, and that state is very, very good, and this kind of self is the best version of yourself.

Time comes and goes, as if nothing can keep it. If there is, it is also its own ability to retain itself, that is, time to retain time. When I woke up, more than three hours had passed, and it was already night, almost eight o'clock in the evening.

Fang Fang didn't get up, but his eyes opened, and at this time, he was looking at the top of the room. At this time, he unconsciously thought of his parents, he sometimes always felt that his parents had not left him, they must be with him, but he didn't know.

And Fang Fang was thinking about whether it would be possible to save his parents if he realized the Tao and became a god in the future. This kind of thing seems easy to God, but it seems unlikely. After all, in this chaos, the real dead cannot be saved, what is the real death? That is the death of the body and the death of the soul, as long as these two kinds of death appear, it is impossible to be saved, and even the gods will not be able to return to heaven at that time.

Thinking of this, Fang Fang unconsciously shed two tears. He also told him to let the sadness of the past pass, stop thinking about it, look away, but for some reason sometimes I just think about it unconsciously.

Fang Fang knew that he could see the fate of the past clearly, but the fate of the future was unknown. Although Fang Fang can more or less calculate some things now, the cost is too great, some can't afford it, the so-called heavenly machine can't be leaked, once it is leaked, it will inevitably plant some cause and effect invisibly, and it will be punished by God at that time. Therefore, Fang Fang has never dared to calculate, and he also doesn't want to calculate, the so-called soldiers will block the water and cover the earth. Of course, Fang Fang also thought about calculating his fate, if something happens in the future, then it will be, but what can this be, knowing that it is a fire pit, and if you jump down, you will die, so why jump?

The top of the room remained the same, but Fang Fang knew that he had changed, and he had comprehended a lot of things. At this time, Fang Fang realized more and more that rest seemed to be the best cultivation.