Demon Eye Shura

"Blood Prison Record" did not speak immediately, but fell into deep thought, staring at the boy for a long time.Although it has been sleeping all these years, it is still clear about the outside world.

To be honest, the young man's growth from the rest of his life after the catastrophe shocked him.

It looked at the boy, thought for a moment, and finally said: "I am made of order."

"What order?" Zhuo Yifan opened his eyes wide, his first reaction was surprise.Unexpectedly, this cheating book actually opened its mouth and fulfilled the promise of the year.

"The order of the saint clan." "Blood Prison Record" continued, it didn't intend to say too much, but added a sentence at the end: "The saint clan created me for the sake of Su Sheng in the future."

"What?" Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan was shocked, the future Su Sheng of the Saint Clan?Could it be that the saint clan's disappearance was waiting for something, so they withdrew from the long-term struggle?

"Don't guess." "Blood Prison Record" gave him a blank look, and said: "Every one of the saints is a shocking figure, and their thoughts cannot be seen through. I will be used after all. product, but who will use it and when it will be used is really unknown.”

For some reason, Zhuo Yifan felt a faint sadness in his heart, and felt that this book was a bit pitiful.He didn't know what to say, so he only spoke comforting words, saying, "You will find the meaning of life."

"I'm too lazy to break up with you, so I have to leave quickly." Blood Prison Record, obviously impatient, urged.It has no time to think about where it came from and where it belongs. It only knows that it is still very dangerous now, and it doesn't know what kind of changes will happen.

Zhuo Yifan activated his divine power, and his feet radiated divine light, but it took him a long time to move a full three inches away.It made him stagger and fall to the ground.This surprised him.

"The order of the heavens is too strong. It's very suppressed. Ordinary gods seem hard to shake." His heart was shocked. If they were ordinary gods, they could only walk with their feet in the heavens.As for those at the peak level of the Holy Spirit, they can only barely fly.

Gathering his mind a bit, he went on the road again, and this time he took all his strength to lift off slowly.But the speed is very slow, far less than the extreme speed of the mortal world, let alone roaming around the world.

"Blood Prison Record" turned into a child.Lying on his shoulders, the two of them felt Qingqiu Sheng's aura, and finally flew in one direction, intending to reunite with Qingqiu Sheng first.

However, he hadn't traveled long, less than a thousand miles away, and he felt tired and landed on a fairy peak.

"It's really useless, you are still far away." "Blood Prison Record" resentfully shook his head beside him.

This made Zhuo Yifan smile wryly.The fault is that he himself has a strong foundation, and he has the eternal life spirit field to protect his body.Otherwise, even a distance of [-] meters would not be maintained.

"There seems to be a Taoist temple in front. Maybe we can get some information." After a short rest, he turned his magic pupil, and then found a Taoist temple with an ancient tree Sangsang.

I don't know what magical material the whole Taoist temple is made of, but it looks very strong.Flowing in the sun.It is supported from the bottom by several thick sacred trees and hangs in mid-air.Very strange.

"Go and see."

He was unconsciously attracted, and felt that everything was too novel.When we were only ten feet away from the Taoist temple, the Taoist door in front of us suddenly opened, and a boy walked out of it, as if anticipating their coming, he stared at them strangely.

"Master, there's a guest. It looks like he's injured." After looking at him again and again, the boy turned around and shouted.

During the viewing, a group of people came out to watch.At this time, Zhuo Yifan was naked and bloodstained all over his body. He was very ferocious and looked miserable.In fact, most of his injuries have already recovered, and these bloodstains are just stains.

"It seems that the father and son have suffered a catastrophe, bring them in quickly." A middle-aged Taoist hugged the child beside Zhuo Yifan, feeling very sorry for him.He misunderstood the "Blood Prison Record" in human form as Zhuo Yifan's son.

Zhuo Yifan's heart suddenly moved, and he immediately communicated with "Blood Prison Record", saying that he will plan.He has limited knowledge of the heavens, and now he has this opportunity to stay in the Taoist temple to learn more about the situation, which is great.

Later, he realized that although the Taoist temple looked glamorous, it had actually declined.Three Taoists, five little Taoists, and an elderly temple master.The total number of people in the whole view is less than ten people.

Naturally, these people are all gods, even Xiaodaotong. According to the old temple master, they were all children of the big clan. Because of the rivalry within the clan, or because of their congenital inadequacies, they were abandoned and picked up by him. Adopt here.

The heavens are not peaceful, but the location of the Taoist temple is very remote, and it is rarely involved in the struggle of the great gods, so it can be regarded as a safe life.

The old viewer was at least a thousand years old, and according to Zhuo Yifan's visual inspection, he was about the same generation as Master Lan, almost from the same generation.He deliberately whitewashed his age, ordinary gods can't see it at all, but they can't escape his magic pupil.

This shocked Zhuo Yifan. People who survived from that era must have stories.

"You have an extraordinary background, I hope you don't disturb the tranquility here." The old temple master stepped forward, felt his pulse, and then spoke hoarsely.

Zhuo Yifan bowed and saluted, he secretly sent a voice transmission, begging the old temple master to take him in for a few days, let him find a quiet place to adjust his breathing, and then he will leave.

The old temple master nodded, waved his whisk, ordered a room, and said to a middle-aged Taoist priest, "Ah San, go and boil some wound medicine, and bring me two sets of Taoist clothes."

"Yes."

The Taoist named Ah San withdrew after hearing the words.

The old temple master had a peaceful face, staring at the hairy child with bare buttocks at Zhuo Yifan's feet, and sighed bitterly: "It's really pitiful for this child, who has to suffer such a crime with his father."

It was just an ordinary sentence, but it made "Blood Prison Record" feel tense all over.It was ashamed, and then secretly transmitted a voice, telling Zhuo Yifan to be careful.I feel that this old viewer is not an ordinary person.

After recuperating in the temple for several days, Zhuo Yifan also became acquainted with several little Taoist boys.

"So, we are now at the edge of the East Holy Continent?" He was surprised, he did not expect that there are five continents in the heaven.In addition to the Middle-earth Shenzhou where the four states communicate, there are also Dongshengzhou, Xihezhou, Beiluzhou, and Nanchanzhou.

Each state spans trillions of miles and is boundless.If you don't go through the teleportation array, you may not be able to cross the state for the rest of your life just by flying at this speed.

"The heaven is really too big." He sighed, feeling like a countryman entering the city.

……

The next day, he stood on the top of the fairy peak, and was about to leave with "Blood Prison Record", but unexpectedly, a divine light flooded in front of him, and a pillar of heaven fell there across a distant space, as if he had built a magical plane. bridge.

"What happened?" Zhuo Yifan saw this scene from a distance, pulled a little Taoist boy, and asked.

"That's right! Grandpa Tang said that it's the start of the fight!" the little boy said excitedly, his face flushed.He is a fat man without a name, and he is the youngest among the five Xiaodao boys. Everyone calls him Xiao Wu on weekdays.

Fighting will?What's this?Zhuo Yifan was muttering in his heart, who would have known that the old Taoist master Tang walked out of the Taoist temple at some point, and explained to himself: "Three thousand Taoist temples will fight each other once every ten years."

He stared at Zhuo Yifan and smiled: "Although my view has fallen, I still have a status. If you are interested, you can go with me." (To be continued...)