Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 1267: Farewell

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To subdue the Purple Frost Palace, the strength of the War God Temple skyrocketed, especially with the addition of Yuqi, the War God Temple is unprecedentedly strong.

There are more than one thousand two hundred people in the Hedao Stage, and the number of people in the Hedao Stage exceeded 30 in the later stage. How many sects can Huangmang have such strong power?

Shanhaizong and Tianyimen are both stronger than Zishuang Temple, and they are not too strong. It will not take long before Yun Huang will return to the Temple of War.

The strong people in the Purple Frost Palace were not lightly injured, and Fang Bai was not eager to continue the attack. He gave them time to recover and took this opportunity to learn about Shanhaizong and Tianyimen.

Fang Bai feels more relieved after a detailed discussion, and clearing away the cloud shortage is just around the corner!

The only thing that made Fang Bai feel that it was a pity that the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce did not even get involved. This made him a little confused. He had planned to take the opportunity to wipe out the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce before, so he had to give up.

The Zi Frost Palace was rested on the spot, Fang Bai just took the time to settle, and his cultivation level was improved too fast, which may not be a good thing.

Ten days later, Xiang Qi came over with a calm face, "Fan Lao wants to see you."

Fang Bai couldn't help but hesitated, could it be?

Thinking about this, I didn't dare to think about it, got up and flew away.

After a few ups and downs, I came to Fan Lao's side. There was no vitality in his gray face, his pale long hair was scattered, and his dim eyes flashed from time to time.

"Fan Lao!"

Fang Bai whispered, and couldn't speak anymore. Over the years, he tried everything he could, and he didn't know how many elixir he had consumed. After all, he couldn't resist birth, old age, sickness and death, and the reincarnation of heaven and earth.

"Sit down."

Fan Lao patted the ground lightly, seeming to have used a lot of strength, and after taking a few breaths, Fang Bai hurriedly came to sit down next to him and looked up.

"The old man is very happy to meet you." Fan Lao sighed, his eyes gradually dimmed, and he fell into deep memories. "The best hope of the old man in his lifetime is to develop a proud work. It is you who let the old man finish it. With this thought, die without regrets!"

"People will die in the end. There is nothing worth sorrowing. The last thing the old man has to worry about is that he can't watch it become a sacred instrument."

"Promise the old man, we must make it a sacred instrument."

"Good!"

Fang Bai nodded his head, knowing that the hope is slim, and the dragon soul is not enough to change it, what can he do?

"Good, good!"

Fan Lao said three words in a row, he coughed quickly, his face gradually became ruddy, "The old man, don't worry."

Fang Bai gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Fan, as long as you want, I can help you..."

"No!"

Fan raised his hand, "Life and death are determined by heaven, and the old man doesn't want to do that kind of destiny. Besides, he can practice martial arts in the next life, so why bother in this life?"

"I..."

Fan stopped Fang Bai and said lightly: "Okay, I'm done with everything that should be said, help me find a place, I don't want to be here."

"Hmm!"

Fang Bai lowered his head, what else could be said at this time, he appeared out of the Liantian Cauldron, and rose into the sky, his divine consciousness suddenly spreading in all directions.

Wu Xing Guang looked up, not knowing what was going on, after seeing Fang Bai, he looked back.

A stream of light flashed across the sky, and Fang Bai galloped to the west. After a thousand miles, Fang Bai stopped.

Mountains are stacked on top of each other, a river passes through the mountains, green grass and trees, birds and flowers, it is a quiet place.

The void fell, walking along the river bank, and a wide area appeared in front of him, just like a paradise.

The divine sense swept, Fan Lao appeared, his eyes swept, and he nodded in satisfaction, "Good, good, thank you very much."

"Old Fan, I..."

"Go!"

Fan Lao waved his hand and said, "Let the old man spend the last time quietly, don't want anyone to see the old man's appearance, you don't have to come again, and don't let others come."

"Yes!"

Fang Bai turned and left. Since Fan Lao wanted to leave quietly, he wouldn't bother him again.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, everyone has their own choice, choose their own way of leaving.

Returning to the Purple Frost Palace, Fang Bai felt very uneasy, and his heart was extremely complicated. He had seen too many lives and deaths, and it was the first time he saw a lifespan depleted and died.

It turns out that this method of death is not easier to accept than death in battle. Instead, there is a sense of powerlessness and powerlessness to fight against fate.

I always think that saints can transcend life and death, but now it doesn't work, so can the gods above the saints?

Fang Bai doesn't know!

Returning to Lian Tianding with a look of disappointment, closing his eyes and starting to practice, my mind always remembered the face of Fan Lao, and I couldn't help but want to go back several times, but in the end I endured it.

For more than half a month, unable to calm down, he simply left the Lian Tianding and walked aimlessly in the Purple Frost Palace.

Looking at the mountains in the distance, several ups and downs came to the top of the mountain, found an old tree to sit down, leaned back, and looked into the distance.

The distant world is connected, Fang Bai thought secretly again, what is outside the world?

Looking at all of this, I calmed down without knowing it, and just leaned on like this, day after day.

It's been a month since Xiang Yu found him, he came to Fang Bai to sit down, turned his head and glanced, and said with a smile: "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing." Fang Bai shook his head.

"Huh?"

Xiang Yu looked surprised, "This is not like your style. I thought you were thinking about how to deal with Shanhaizong and Tianyimen."

Fang Bai smiled bitterly: "Then you still need to think about it?"

Xiang Yu smiled lightly and said: "That's true, but after taking Yunhuang, what are you going to do next?"

Fang Bai took a breath and remembered that Fang Pengyuan and Duan Yu had been apart for more than a hundred years. They didn't know what was going on in the Southern Territory. After Yunhuang had understood things, it was time to go to them.

"Southern Territory!"

"Southern Region?"

Xiang Yu's eyes were solemn, and he said solemnly: "Have you ever thought that the Southern Territory is no more than a wasteland. Almost all the wild monsters gather in the Southern Territory."

"So what?"

Fang Bai smiled faintly. The Western Regions have seen the strength of the monster clan, but that's all. They all say how powerful the monster clan is, but it doesn't seem very good.

"You underestimated the Yaozu."

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Xiang Yu said solemnly: "The monsters are different from the humans. Since the ancient wars, the blood of the strong monsters has withered and almost lost. Since then, there have been many strong people, but no absolute strong will come out to order the monsters." /

"The monster race we see is probably the tip of the iceberg. The real strength is far stronger than imagined."

"Oh?"

Fang Bai was surprised: "Does the seniors also know something about the monster race."

Xiang Yu shook his head and said: "The old man doesn't understand the Yaozu, but Zhan Tianzong understands that during the First World War in the Western Regions, Zhan Wentian was very dissatisfied with the number of strong men who fought against the Yaozu."

Hearing this, Fang Bai bowed his head and pondered. What Xiang Yu said must be true. It is reasonable to think about it carefully. In the Battle of the Western Regions, the demon clan will not be so stupid as to come out. If something happens, will it be completely destroyed ?

That is only part of the Yaozu, or even a lesser part.

If this were the case, it would not be enough to concentrate the power of Yunhuang to the Southern Territory. Once you start with the Yaozu, the Yaozu will definitely resist with all your strength, and there will be no room for change.

"Senior, do you think there will be a quasi-sage in the monster race?" It is Quasi-sage that really worries Fang Bai.

Xiang Yu frowned and said: "I haven't heard of it. You should understand that the demon race is different from the human race. The bloodline is not enough to break through the demon saint, and the quasi saint is not good either."

"As long as there is no absoluteness in everything, it is inevitable that there will be blood from some powerful races, or there will be changes, and it is still possible to break through the quasi-sage."

"I get it!"

Fang Bai nodded and said: "Anyway, take a look."

"You..."

Xiang Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Since you have decided, the old man will not say anything."

"That's it!"

Fang Bai stood up, looked into the distance, a long whistle echoed the sky and the earth, swept away the haze of separation, and continued on the journey ahead!