Fantasy: I, Who Can View The Script Of My Life, Can Be Arbitrary Forever

These days, Zhang Fan has been solidifying his foundation.

Previously, he broke through too quickly and was afraid of leaving hidden dangers. However, unexpectedly, even if he suppressed his cultivation, he still broke through to the fifth level of the Cave Mansion Realm in these few days.

This is no wonder for Zhang Fan.

His body is filled with treasures of all sizes. Originally, he had astonishing talent, and now he is wearing countless treasures that accelerate cultivation. The speed of his progress is unimaginable.

But there is no big problem. His comprehension is not inferior to ordinary people, and his physique is even more extraordinary. Even if he breaks through a little faster, it has no impact.

If there is any impact, the one most concerned would be the Holy Lord.

Zhang Fan has long stopped cultivating.

After waving the Chaos Sword Sutra, Zhang Fan let out a breath.

The Chaos Sword Sutra is indeed an Immortal Grade sword technique. Even if he cultivates for a moment, he becomes exhausted and completely drained.

What's even more terrifying is that although he has just started, he has not yet comprehended any of the moves and techniques. He only vaguely grasps the dominance of the sword technique.

Even with casual attacks, he is blessed with the Chaos Sword Intent.

His Ancient Azure Sword Intent is completely inadequate in the Chaos Sword Art, transforming into the breath of chaos.

It is both desolate and ancient, as well as extremely chaotic, like the aura of ancient gods and demons.

On this day, Zhang Fan finished his morning practice early and prepared to go to the Yan family.

Settling accounts is one thing, and another is to obtain the opportunity of the Ancient Furnace.

Zhang Fan has never heard of the Ancient Furnace, but since it can be considered an opportunity and he has discovered it himself, there is no reason to miss it.

Moreover, since Qiu Hei is against him, why should he give the good things to the other party?

A hint of cunning flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes.

He hasn't forgotten what Han Mo, the protagonist, will do in the future.

Now that he has joined the Holy Land and enjoys a supreme status, he has found a place to settle down. How can he let them, the evil destroyers, continue their actions?

"Since we will eventually become enemies, why not start now?"

In the script of life, it is only when Heavenly Evolution Holy Land encounters a change that Han Mo seizes the opportunity to make a move.

If he can use the power of the Holy Land to deal with them before the change occurs, they will no longer be a threat.

Zhang Fan thought as he walked out of his residence.

The air outside the hall was clear, filled with spiritual energy. The scenery was beautiful, like a fairyland.

Just as Zhang Fan was about to leave Heavenly Fortune Peak, he suddenly had a feeling.

The Holy Peak is made up of countless treasures and has long had spirituality, reminding Zhang Fan of something.

Zhang Fan walked towards a place where the earth veins were relatively low, and countless rocks and soil made way for him, opening a hidden path leading to the bottom of the mountain peak.

Zhang Fan walked inside and unexpectedly discovered a secret room, or rather an alchemy room.

The items arranged on top, even if Zhang Fan knows nothing about alchemy, he recognized it as an alchemy room.

Zhang Fan picked up a very ancient-looking notebook from the table.

Brushing off the dust, there were several golden characters on it.

However, due to its age, Zhang Fan couldn't immediately recognize what it was.

But soon he recognized the characters on it.

"Hundred Pill Scripture?"

Zhang Fan opened the scripture and looked inside.

Sure enough, it recorded the methods of refining more than a hundred types of pills, in line with the title, it should be the Hundred Pill Scripture.

However, Zhang Fan has never heard of any of the pills mentioned.

According to the Holy Lord, this mountain peak used to be an alchemy peak tens of thousands of years ago, so are these ancient formula pills left behind from that time?

"If this book were to be spread, countless people would fight over it, but in my hands, it doesn't have much use."

"Perhaps I can give it to Xiao Huo, or let Elder Yao teach me alchemy."

Zhang Fan thought to himself.

He looked around again and found that there weren't many useful things, even the alchemy furnace was in a destroyed state.

There were originally some high-level herbs, but in the moment Zhang Fan opened the pill room, they had turned to ashes.

After all, they were things from ten thousand years ago.

When Zhang Fan was about to leave, he unexpectedly found a note next to the pill furnace.

To be precise, it was a page torn from somewhere.

Although it was covered in dust, the material of the paper was extremely durable, one could say it was immortal for ten thousand years.

"Saint Entering Pill?"

When Zhang Fan saw the name, he was shocked.

It wasn't because he knew what it was, but anything with the word "saint" in it definitely wouldn't be trash. Moreover, Zhang Fan had learned in the past few days that there were other realms above the Immortal Realm.

Could it be Saint Grade?

Could it be that the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land had a Saint Grade existence ten thousand years ago?

Or was it just a flashy name?

Zhang Fan didn't want to think too much about it and put this page of pill formula along with the Hundred Pill Scripture into his storage ring to study later.

"I didn't pick the wrong mountain peak, I made a small profit."

Zhang Fan was secretly delighted. These things from ten thousand years ago must be good things.

After returning from this trip, he wanted to try alchemy.

Otherwise, it would be a waste of his Heavenly Lotus Sword Fire.

Speaking of which, after his strength increased, the Heavenly Lotus Sword Fire had also reached a new level.

Especially after he finished cultivating the Chaos Economy, the sword fire grew at a terrifying speed.

"No wonder Elder Yao said that the Heavenly Lotus Sword Fire can grow. The stronger the comprehension of the sword path, the more terrifying its strength."

Even when Zhang Fan summoned the Strange Fire, there was a hint of chaos aura on it, like an ancient ghostly fire.

After leaving the pill room, Zhang Fan controlled the mountain peak and slowly closed it.

Since there were things from ancient times, Zhang Fan didn't want too many people to know.

Not only would it disturb the peace, but it would also easily attract covetousness.

It was enough to digest it himself, at most he would teach it to close friends.

Zhang Fan walked out of the mountain peak and arrived at the Milky Way.

At this moment, the Milky Way was calm and peaceful, with a white mist rising from it. Occasionally, small fish would playfully suck on the surface of the river, causing ripples.

Dao Guiding Elder was waiting respectfully on the other side of the river.

Zhang Fan boarded the boat.

"Saint Child."

Dao Guiding Elder bowed.

Zhang Fan nodded slightly, "Dao Guiding Elder, what is your surname?"

Zhang Fan only knew that Dao Guiding Elder was responsible for guiding new disciples, and everyone called him Dao Guiding Elder.

But from now on, the other party would be his guardian elder, so naturally he wanted to know his name.

"I am He Qing. Saint Child can call me whatever you like."

He Qing's attitude was very low. He understood that now that he had broken through to the Mahayana stage and become the guardian of the Saint Child, all these supreme honors were bestowed by Zhang Fan. He treated Zhang Fan with utmost respect and dared not show any disrespect.

"Then I will call you Elder He, I can't keep calling you Dao Guiding Elder."

Zhang Fan said.

He Qing quickly thanked him and accepted this title.

This title could be said to show Zhang Fan's great respect for him.

"Everything is ready, let's set off, or we won't make it in time." Zhang Fan didn't know how many days had passed.

But Qiu Hei had also received the invitation from the Yan family to set off around this time. As long as he walked faster, it didn't matter.

He Qing didn't understand what Zhang Fan meant by not making it in time, but he had been ready for a long time.

"Saint Child, follow me, we can set off at any time."