"Lu Feng, don't you think about it?"

Zhang Fan's expression was solemn and a little regretful.

"I've thought about it, from the day I became conscious, all the way to the present. ”

"It's useless. ”

Lu Feng shook his head, there was not too much gloom, too much loss, he was always smiling gently, the wind was as light and graceful as the wind, and vaguely, he could even see a little decomposition in his eyes.

"My mission has been accomplished. ”

"There is no need to exist, and there is no way he can let me exist. ”

As if talking about something that has nothing to do with him, Lu Feng said lightly.

So Zhang Fan was silent.

As a little consciousness, he could only say those three words mechanically and hand over the nine-colored light ball to him, this is all Lu Feng's mission.

When the mission is accomplished, there is no need to exist.

This is not surprising, if it is not, it makes Zhang Fan feel surprised.

He can think of this, in fact, it is normal, no one will detach a little of his consciousness and become a reading existence.

In that case, when this consciousness grows and has a complete self, it is natural that it will be qualified to compete with the ontology for the body, luck, and so on.

In the eyes of the Supreme Princess, the two are completely fair existences, not to mention the rest, just two points of luck are things that no one can accept.

No need to ask, Zhang Fan also knows in his heart, when Lu Feng opens the door of the last ventricle, it is when he disappears.

If you want to change this, unless Lu Feng's cultivation exceeds that of his main body, Lu Yu, the True Immortal, it is possible to resist.

If Zhang Fan wants to intervene, he will only be a little sure when his cultivation is better than that of the land true immortal.

In the current situation, neither is possible.

Zhang Fan sighed secretly, unable to do anything.

If he had come tens of thousands of years earlier, he would have faced only a mechanical humanoid, and if he had come tens of thousands of years late, he might have encountered a land breeze that could resist the ontology and break free from the barriers and enjoy the life of the wind.

On the contrary, he lived in it neither early nor late, so he could only look at Lu Feng and smile gently, with nostalgia in his eyes, sweeping over the place where he had lived for countless years.

"It's good to know you~"

When Lu Feng said such a sentence with a smile on his face, Zhang Fan sighed secretly and turned around and walked towards the location of the four treasures.

"Farewell, Lu Feng!"

With his back to the landing wind, his voice fluttered and seemed to change with the wind.

It has only been a moment since I met Lu Feng, but I don't know whether it is sympathy for his fate or appreciation for his dream of bearing, for a while, I can't bear to see him dissipate.

As if he had insight into Zhang Fan's thoughts, the smile on Lu Feng's face became more and more gentle, and he waved his hand slightly in the direction he was heading.

This action seems to be opening the last portal, and it seems to be making a final farewell, and the true meaning of each can never be known.

With a sound of "boom~", the ventricles opened widely, and there was no barrier between the four treasures and Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan didn't step into it immediately, but his footsteps stagnated slightly, paused for a moment, and then slowly turned around.

Behind him, there was nothing, and the prosperity was gone, and it fell silent.

The windy man, with his gentle expression and clean smile, seemed to have only existed in a dream, and there was only emptiness in front of him.

In the end, Zhang Fan still didn't see the scene of him dissipating, but in his ears, it seemed that the last words that Lu Feng said in this world still echoed:

"It's good to know you......"

After a short silence, Zhang Fan slowly spoke: "Me too!"

It seemed to be a belated answer, and it seemed to be talking to the wind, and the voice fell, turned around, stepped forward, and did not hesitate again.

One step out, Zhang Fan's footsteps became condensed again;

One step out, a red light, the scene in the heart room, officially came into view, no longer illusory;

With one step, the void space behind him collapsed and dissipated.

......

Stepping into the ventricle, all the distracting thoughts in Zhang Fan's mind were immediately pressed into the depths of his heart by him, and his eyes swept through this small space, and everything was in full view.

A small blood-red room, as soon as you enter, you can easily feel that both the walls on all sides and the top of your head are alive.

It's like being in your heart and feeling a powerful beat all the time.

In the sky above Zhang Fan's eyes, a white jade bottle containing the qi of the immortals, a trace of the power of the immortal calamity, and a cloud of treasure-devouring spiritual energy, the three floated in the air, ups and downs, both close to each other, but also kept a distance, like children who had just met each other, playing in the temptation.

Among the three, the Treasure Devouring Spiritual Qi occupied most of the space in the air, like the king coming in, oppressing the immortal qi and the power of the immortal calamity to the point of aggrieved and aggrieved shrinking in a corner, poking out and nodding from time to time, and quickly retracting again.

Different from the spiritual surname of the Three Treasures, the bronze tripod is suppressed on the ground, standing still, condensed like a mountain.

The three treasures in the air, each one of which appeared outside, was enough to set off a bloody storm, which could be said to be extraordinary, but at this time, Zhang Fan just swept away, and then his eager gaze was no longer suppressed, and he suddenly stared at the bronze tripod tightly, and every inscription on it was like a magnet that firmly attracted his gaze.

"Hiss~"

At first glance, Zhang Fan gasped fiercely.

"It's this supernatural power!"

If someone was present and saw this scene, they would definitely not dare to believe that the person they saw was Zhang Fan from the past.

At this time, even if he forcibly suppressed it, the ecstasy on his face still appeared, and the hanging palms were trembling more frequently, and he himself couldn't even notice it.

This joy is not trivial, and at the same time, some questions about the land true immortal have also resurfaced from the memory.

Land True Immortal, even if it is really invincible in the universe, how can he calculate everything, even if countless years have passed, even if Zhang Fan intervenes, everything has still never been completely off the track, and until now, there is still a glimmer of hope for life.

All of this was done under the condition that his luck was cut off and he could not tolerate heaven and earth.

Although he didn't say anything in his mouth, Zhang Fan's doubts about this, and Gao Shan's admiration for it, all hung over his head like a high mountain, no matter what he did, he felt as if he had a pair of invisible eyes, staring at it constantly, which made people breathless.

He is not the only person who feels this way, but everyone else must be the same.

Anyone who walks step by step, seeing that the calculations of countless years ago are like carrying the habitual surname of the whole world, and they can't get out of the orbit, they can't help but tremble in their hearts.

It wasn't until I saw the fourth bronze tripod and understood the great supernatural powers above that everything had an answer.

"Dayan days!"

"It turned out to be Dayan days!"

Unconsciously, Zhang Fan's words blurted out, and the surprise was beyond words.

The previous three great magic skills are all between attack and defense, but this is the only one, which has nothing to do with attack and defense, and seems to be useless, but it is about the surname and the ** of strategizing.

Prior to this, Zhang Fan had been speculating about what kind of supernatural power there was on this fourth bronze tripod, and if there was no illusion, it would be completely deceptive.

Now the result is even better than all the fantasies.

The number of days in Dayan is calculated and the fate is grasped!

What is fluttering, the sky and the earth are a sand gull.

Even if he is amazing and talented, he can't grasp his own destiny, after all, he is just a chess piece, just a doll, with the peerless talent and invincible posture of the land true immortals, he also ended up today, which can be seen.

There is no doubt about the importance of Dayan days and the significance of grasping fate!

Under the agitation of the mood, Zhang Fan couldn't wait to glance at it, although it was impossible to learn it immediately, but he also had a general understanding of the number of days in Dayan.

Dayan Days, specializing in the way of calculating heavenly machines, is divided into three realms.

The first layer is "I".

Based on me, we can reach the other, and with me, there is heaven and earth.

In the realm of Yuanying, you can cultivate the first layer of Dayan days "My Way", and when you reach the realm of Dacheng, you can pinch your fingers and count, and you can know the number of days and personnel related to yourself, which is the supreme way to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

The second layer is "he".

Every breath and every action can affect the people around you, and in the same way, the people around you can also affect you.

After turning into a god, borrowing the power of the primordial god, you can cultivate the second layer of the Great Yan Heaven "His Dao", and anyone who is related to the spell caster is within the scope of the calculation.

The clearest and most accurate calculation is a blood relative, such as the old man, Youyou, the second is a close person, such as a teacher, a Taoist couple, etc., and the third is a passerby.

The third layer is the "sky".

People are not as good as heaven, even if they count all the things in the world, they have no supreme ** door, and if they don't count tomorrow, how can they be obedient and disobedient?

The third level of the realm of Dayan days is the "way of heaven", which is the general trend of the world, the changes of heaven, and no longer confined to "me and him", not limited to "relevant and irlevant", as long as it is the world's affairs, they are all in the palm of their hands, and they are all in the calculation.

No matter what level of realm, no matter what is calculated, whether you can see clearly, how much you can see, the root of it, or in the level of cultivation, the mastery of supernatural powers, and the taste of each, you still have to try it yourself before you can know.

The land true immortals of that year were also interlocking at this moment after studying the days of Dayan, and they always maintained a glimmer of vitality.

He was indeed amazingly talented, although he couldn't fully understand its contents, and he didn't give him much time to cultivate, but he also got some skin of the Great Yan Days.

If it weren't for the fact that when he got the bronze tripod, his luck had been cut off, and he was not allowed to be in heaven and earth, and if the time came, he would have broken the mystery of the inscription on the bronze tripod and truly cultivated into the days of Dayan, it might not be impossible.

Amazing talent!

At this time, Zhang Fan, who had seen the whole picture of Dayan Days, naturally understood that in the case of a blind man touching an elephant, the Land True Immortal was actually mixing the three layers of realms together to cultivate, and they all had to be furious, which would lead to their supreme cultivation, and there would be flaws similar to the Heavenly Fire Fan in the calculation of time.

At this point, his advantage was far beyond that of the Land True Immortals.

In an instant, all kinds of thoughts flashed, and Zhang Fan forcibly suppressed his excitement almost with great perseverance, and slowly withdrew the palm stretched out to the bronze tripod.

"It's not time yet!"

(To be continued)