Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1131: 　Drinking Uncle Tong, creating a foundation

"Do you understand now?"

"How can I not understand!"

Zhang Fan nodded bitterly. I don't know where to start.

According to the situation just now, Zhuanghuangshutong has failed many times in the past countless years. Similar to the previous situation, it must be repeated many times before him.

From the initial disappointment, to unwillingness, to continuous experimentation, as for the numbness at this time, the kind of journey Zhang Fan can be imagined.

"What is the reason?"

Zhang Fan Shen Sheng asked, at this moment, he couldn't help persuading Shutong, inquiring about hibiscus, and so on.

The miracle of mankind, how great this is. Even if he didn’t do it himself, but it’s not an extremely glorious thing to be able to witness all this with my own eyes.

Is it possible to ask, in the ancient times of the Great Desolation, when Nuwa, the Great Sage, made interpersonal relationships, who could witness it?

"I don't know..."

Uncle Tong laid down what was on his hand, his eyes blank.

Countless attempts, countless failures. I can imagine the countless times of contemplation, but in the end it is just the word "don't know".

"You don’t know, you just don’t dare to admit it."

Zhang Fan paused, a sneering expression appeared on his face, and said ironically.

"You..."

"I..."

Uncle Tong was stunned and furious, and then he lost his own way until silence.

Seeing his attitude, Zhang Fan is let out a long breath instead, what he said is just a fight.

The reason why Shutong failed to create people is definitely not only one, but also the combination of multiple forces.

In the first place, his primordial spirit is not complete, but it is just a part of it.

With the incomplete Yuanshen, divine soul, to shape the darling of the world, the protagonist of heaven and earth, can it succeed?

This is exactly what the Zhang Fan said and what Shutong lost.

However, this may not be the whole truth.

Is the protagonist of heaven and earth, the clock of luck, so easy to create?

At that time, heaven and earth will create a barrier that hinders all those who try to disobey.

In the view of Zhang Fan, the real problem should lie here. If you don’t want to break through the barrier of the world, everything will be in vain.

But because of his own reasons, he exports. It is the reason of Yuanshen.

When he spoke, Zhang Fan never let Shutong’s expression change, and the result was a relief to him.

If Shutong really resists the fusion with the other half of the Yuanshen from the bottom of his heart, then he can have all kinds of excuses to explain, but now the situation does not need to find an excuse, then it is originally a fact.

The real situation is that he did not, but he naturally accepted the reason Zhang Fan found.

It is not difficult to know from this that he is struggling in his heart, looking for reasons for difficult choices, and even subconsciously ignoring some obvious things.

"This is easy to handle."

There was a smile on Zhang Fan's face.

If Shutong insisted on his own opinion and there was no room for accommodation, he had no choice but to use his hands, forcibly imprison this part of the Yuanshen, and then bring it back to the cloud of Tianyin Island to fuse together.

At that time, let’s see which aspect of Shutong Yuanshen who replied all day dominates.

If it is this war-fighting uncle who dominates, then everything is going to end, and it is completely impossible to try my best to help, adding countless troubles.

The result right now can't be better.

looks at and Emperor Uncle Tong's bewildered and painful look, Zhang Fan frowned and added a fire:

"Are you really the Warlord?"

In the voice, there is unspeakable doubt. Contemptuously, as if questioning something.

"What are you talking about?"

Uncle Zhan suddenly raised his head and glared.

His body burst into a sudden violent breath, and he rushed to his face, as if the lion was furious, and his mane was puffed up.

In the face of monstrous warfare and strong coercion, Zhang Fan paused, never stepped back, with a more contemptuous tone:

"What are you afraid of?"

"What are you afraid of?"

Uncle Zhan Tong was stunned for a moment, and a daze flashed in his eyes.

He is afraid of losing the power of his current warfare, he is afraid of the influence of his natural nature into a flowing water, and he is afraid of falling into the cloud and becoming the object of trampling and insults by people...

Fearless, after becoming one, Shutong is still Shutong, but the Emperor is missing.

This is the eternal fear—the fear of disappearance after all avatars and distractions have their own consciousness.

All creatures between heaven and earth, the most feared thing is to disappear, disappear between heaven and earth, otherwise, how can eternity become the ultimate desire of souls.

Zhang Fan is going to do this now.

"Are you still the Warlord? What are you afraid of?"

Zhang Fan repeated again, by immersing himself in the wartime awakened by the tumultuous years, he collided with the warpower on Shutong’s body, as if the wind from the tiger to the dragon, the dragon and the tiger were fighting and confronting.

"You are afraid, you may not be able to dominate, you may not be able to fight another uncle, and you may disappear!"

"You are afraid of yourself!"

The Zhang Fan words and sentences are like a sharp blade directly piercing the heart of Warlord Huang Tong, he opened his mouth. It was actually trying to discern.

"What else do you like to be called the emperor? What is the difference from the previous Nascent Soul humiliation, the uncle of the Zhongzhou Rat?"

Suddenly, the voice of Zhang Fan questioning echoed across the **** hill. The warlike beasts on the mountainside seemed to have sensed the situation at the top of the mountain through their invisible way. In the same situation, the sound of roaring upwards intensified.

If there were any restrictions that Uncle Zhantong had made, I am afraid that they could not bear to go up the mountain long ago, and tore Zhang Fan, the guy who dared to provoke their "Father" to pieces.

Silent, there was no other voice on the hill except for a wave of beast roars.

After Zhang Fan took the fierce medicine, he was silent again. The overwhelming beast roar could not affect him at all, and his gaze stayed with Shutong's side for a moment.

In this short period of time, Shutong’s expression changed from anger, consternation, daze, contemplation... to a relief.

"Yes!"

"You are right!"

Uncle Tong nodded slowly, and his tone was gentle and smooth, as if it really calmed down completely.

At the same time, the wild beasts under the mountain also stopped roaring, and only his voice echoed between heaven and earth.

"If I run away again, how is it different from the previous Shutong?"

"What I am afraid of. It is what I am doing."

"It’s ridiculous that I and Huang Shutong are undefeated in this cage, but they have fallen into their prisons and are imprisoned by their own barriers..."

"Ridiculous and ridiculous, sad and sad~"

"hahaha～～"

After complaining of self-satisfaction, he turned into a loud laugh, and unconsciously Huang Zutong stood up, and would act like Ling Jue's demeanor, sending the laughter far away.

The wind from all directions rises, the clouds from all directions gather, and it seems like the world is congratulating him. Only then really had the demeanor of Spirit Transformation Daojun, the mighty warlord.

"Okay!"

"Congratulations to the seniors for breaking away from the barriers. If things go well, he will go one step further, and it is not difficult to reach the unpredictable realm."

Zhang Fan is also standing upright, laughing and laughing, what he said was exactly what he thought.

Zhanhuang Shutong is not so much persuaded by him, but rather his own enlightenment. What he lacks is that someone has to poke through that layer of paper from beginning to end.

Uncle at this time, Shutong who no longer evades, as Zhang Fan said, as long as he can fully integrate the Yuanshen and occupy the dominant position, it will be soaring in the future.

Uncle Tong’s laughter continued, as if he wanted to vent out the accumulation of countless years. As for the inside and outside, he looked straight at his original realm.

At this time, Zhang Fan is caught in another problem.

"Prison cage?!"

"What do you mean by the prison cage mentioned by Shutong? Is this the world?"

Zhang Fan is pondering, all kinds of thoughts in his heart.

What is the reason why Zhanhuang Shutong has not left this place for so many years? He can be different from another cowardly cousin who sealed himself in the Zhenfu stone monument. With his power and fighting spirit, he is not so good as the expert in the Spirit Transformation Daojun. sleepy.

At least at least, take a ten thousand step back and say that the man who guards this place is determined not to be the opponent of the war emperor in front of him, and he can be killed with one finger.

"Boom~~Boom~~~"

Just when Zhang Fan pondered, suddenly, the roaring sound resounded throughout the world, covering from far and near, as if lightning struck the sky, and then the sound of thunder filled the world.

"This is..."

Zhang Fan was horrified, but he opened his mouth, and before asking for a word, he could see that Zhanhuangshutong stopped laughing. However, the roar of heaven shocking was unheard of, and he looked at him calmly.

"Little brother, forgiveness and rudeness, never consulted?"

The calm attitude of Shutong really has a kind of Grandmaster condensed mountain-like demeanor.

The real expert is never the kind of mania, but this calm, unmeasurable depth.

Zhang Fan secretly admired, only felt that he really awakened a tiger, the real war emperor, but did not pause in his mouth, said with a smile: "Under Dharma Idol Sect, Donghua real person, Zhang Fan!"

"Seen Senior Shutong!"

With the status of Uncle Tong, cultivation base's strength~IndoMTL.com~ This predecessor really called it unfairly.

"Zhang Xiaoyou, do you know what the old decay shaped the soul?"

Uncle Tong smiled faintly, except for the slight movement when Zhang Fan mentioned the word Dharma Idol Sect, the rest of the time was calm.

"What is the shape of life?"

Zhang Fan was amazed. He thought that what Shutong wanted to say was the ever-increasing roar, and the pressure that was gradually oppressed like a world shrinking. He never thought that Shutong wanted to say this.

Looking at Shutong’s attitude, Zhang Fan is much lazy to ask, he is not afraid, and what is Zhang Fan afraid of?

Thoughts follow Shutong’s question, and the **** vortex that suddenly emerged from Shutong’s palm across the surface of Zhang Fan in a trance.

While waiting for him to answer, Shutong then continued: "The root of creating souls, the source of warfare, are all the same thing, I guess you have guessed it?"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and said, "I would like to hear more!"