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Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Fang Xiaofan closed and began to meditate hard, and if he could experience the fun of cultivation, he would not feel bored.

"Father-in-law, who is this person, and why does his father-in-law ..... him?" Ji Du, who had already become the Ancient Emperor, said to Wang Lin on the side, looking at Wang Lin's respectful attitude towards that person, which made Ji Du very puzzled in his heart, even if he treated Luo Xuan, Wang Lin would not have such an attitude.

"He is my master, and my cultivation today has a lot to do with him." Wang Lin said, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he remembered all the past.

Ji Du nodded, relieved in his heart, with his understanding of Wang Lin, Wang Lin attaches great importance to affection and righteousness, and the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by a spring, and it is Wang Lin who is talking about it.

Wang Lin crossed his knees and above the sky, during Fang Xiaofan's time in the ancestral temple, he was ready to protect the Dharma for him.

Fang Xiaofan sat cross-legged in the ancient temple, and the time in the outside world seemed to him to be completely forgotten. Time flies, the years are long, and I don't know how many years have passed, Fang Xiaofan is still motionless and cross-legged in the depths of the ancestral temple.

The three tribulations of the ancient clan, the first calamity he has already passed safely, the second calamity is the ancient road three gods, and the third tribulation is the gift of the ancient ancestors.

Fang Xiaofan was now in the second tribulation, and that ancient voice appeared in his mind many times during this time.

"Nine drops of soul blood, send me three sons, you and others will lead all the people of my ancient clan, and on the day when the nine songs and three phases come out together, wait for my reincarnation and wait for my inheritor to appear."

Every time that ancient voice appeared, Fang Xiaofan's body withered a little. After many years, Fang Xiaofan now looks like a dry corpse, and there is a dead silence on his body.

This sound made Fang Xiaofan's whole body boil with blood and burn, and it was precisely because his body could not withstand the power of this burning that it was slowly being refined and becoming withered.

But at this moment, the vitality on Fang Xiaofan's body was not like his body, on the contrary, it was surprisingly strong. It was as if the withering was not withering, but condensing.

Decades have passed in a hurry, and Fang Xiaofan's body seems to have withered to the extreme. The sound that often whispered in my ears at that time was like a roar at this moment. The blood in Fang Xiaofan's body was burning and boiling more and more fiercely, and a thick sense of fullness seemed to burst out of his body, filling his limbs and bones. And the next thing is to carry out the second tribulation, the beginning of the ancient path of three gods.

The three gods of the ancient road are the fusion of the original gods after three splits. Every time there is a split, there is inhuman suffering, which is very human to endure. After splitting, slowly merge it, then do a second distraction, and so on, until the third one is completely merged.

Every time he splits and merges, Fang Xiaofan's primordial spirit and physical body will advance by leaps and bounds and become stronger.

The longer it takes, the greater the benefits, but the greater the pain. Many people often don't wait until the primordial spirit is completely divided, but they choose to merge, and in this way, the creation and ascension obtained will be much worse.

Fang Xiaofan took a deep breath, and when the burning power reached its limit, he clearly felt that his Yuan Shen slowly showed traces of shattering.

With the shattering of the primordial spirit, bursts of unbearable pain suddenly appeared. And as the Yuan Shen shattered, the pain also intensified.

"Have you started?"

Looking at the circular ripples that appeared around the ancient ancestor statue below, Wang Lin's eyes lit up and he muttered to himself. His first doppelganger took three years, and he wanted to see how long it would take for his master's first distraction.

Fang Xiaofan closed on his knees, and seemed to have entered a state of emptiness, only in this way would the pain of the broken spirit not be so difficult.

One day, two days, three days.....

January, February, March.....

One-year, two-year, three-year .....

Wang Lin, who originally wanted to compare himself secretly, was shocked in his heart, three years have passed, and the other party has not shown any signs of fusion.

At this time, Fang Xiaofan, like a real corpse, had no vitality, and all that was left was that trace of will.

Those powerhouses of the ancient clan were already shocked, the previous Wang Lin, and now Fang Xiaofan, made them completely shocked, and many people suspected that the person in the ancestral temple had died of divine annihilation.

However, Wang Lin didn't believe it, because in Fang Xiaofan, it was not the first time he had seen a big miracle, and this time, it would not be an exception.

Three years and three months later, the nine auras outside the statue of the Ancient Ancestor suddenly burst into an extremely bright light, and the entire heaven and earth of the Ancient Ancestor Imperial City were illuminated by him.

The light swept across the entire imperial city layer by layer, and all the clansmen of the ancient lineage all looked in the direction of the ancient ancestor statue, revealing an unbelievable look. This time the light was even brighter than the one more than three years ago.

Luo Xuan and Song Tian got up and watched, and the ancient royal family also looked at it deadly, wondering in their hearts, when there were so many talented people.

On the statue of the ancient clan, the nine rays of light were slowly merging, and when they were synthesized into a single light, there was finally a bang. That light, which was already extremely bright, finally turned into eighteen auras.

"The first doppelganger, finally succeeded." Fang Xiaofan muttered to himself, secretly a little shocked in his heart, the first distraction took three years and three months, which was three months longer than Wang Lin.

After the first distraction was successful, there was no pause, and Fang Xiaofan directly entered the second distraction. The second time was even more difficult than the first. After the first fragmentation and fusion, the Yuan Shen is already much stronger, and the time taken by the second fragmentation and fusion will be even longer.

"The first time was three months longer than me, I wonder what will happen the second time?" Wang Lin, who was cross-legged in the sky, whispered to himself, Fang Xiaofan's second distraction, he also decided to protect the Fa for him.

The second distraction, Fang Xiaofan spent fourteen years, and the eighteen auras on the statue of the ancient clan had already become twenty-seven at this moment, so the second major distraction ended.

"The second distraction has been fourteen years, one year less than mine, but Shizun has not entered that dangerous state of madness like me."

It took fourteen years, and it still shocked many.

After the third distraction, Fang Xiaofan still chose to continue without hesitation. The third distraction can be said to be the most dangerous one, but also the most critical one. (To be continued.) )