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A huge wave rose in Xintian's heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As long as he has killing intent, even if it is an immeasurable space, he can instantly sense and find you, and then, kill you.

This is God.

"Xiao Tian, I know that you sympathize with the plight of your teacher," Zhuo Qingfan looked at Xintian with soft eyes, "However, you have to promise me that when you are not absolutely sure, you will not seek revenge, and even don't touch the image in your heart." ”

"I don't have a precise definition of God's perception myself, and perhaps, just thinking of Him, he will have an instinctive perception. ”

Faith in the sky is silent.

Zhuo Qingfan had already transmitted the images of "Senior Brother" and "Senior Niang" to Xintian's mind, and added a series of formations that Xintian was difficult to understand, in order to prevent the perception of the unknown god.

"Now give me a drop of your essence blood," Zhuo Qingfan said to Xintian, "Immediately recognize the Lord of the Colorful Exquisite Pagoda, so that I can rest assured of your safety." ”

Looking at Zhuo Qingfan's incomparably firm eyes, Xintian was moved in his heart.

Forcing out a drop of blood, Xintian watched as this drop of blood floated towards Zhuo Qingfan.

A satisfied smile appeared on Zhuo Qingfan's face, and he grabbed it with one hand, and the blood droplet like a ruby obediently hung over Zhuo Qingfan's head, and then disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, a deep drowsiness hits, and Xintian soon falls into a deep sleep.

Xintian had a strange and long dream.

In the dream, Xintian grew great long wings and soared rapidly in the sky.

Suddenly, space shifts, and Xintian finds himself in a world of ice and snow.

"What a familiar place!" Xintian looked at the ice and snow world in front of him, towering trees, low shrubs, and dense grass......

Birds, animals, flowers, grasses, fish and shrimp......

Everything is made of ice sculptures, vivid and vivid, and all ice sculptures are full of life.

"I really look like I've seen it somewhere!" Every grass, tree, scene, and color in front of me is so familiar, as if I had experienced it not long ago, but no matter what Xintian thought, he just couldn't think of what this place was.

"It's so cold!" At this time, Xintian had already flown over this familiar world and entered a wider world.

The temperature in the air suddenly dropped so much that Xintian's wings were almost frozen.

Flying forward as hard as he could, Xintian felt the clatter of ice breaking on his wings.

I don't know how long he flew, but Xintian was so cold that he lost consciousness, and even his wings became stiff.

Looking at the endless ice and snow in the distance, Xintian was unwilling, and there was always a desire to exhaust this ice and snow world, but the heavy chill finally conquered Xintian completely.

Finally, Xintian's eyes went dark and he fell from the sky.

However, it is not the hard and cold earth that awaits Xintian, but a world of fire.

Xintian instantly recovered from his frozen state, and immediately felt the unbearable heat.

Is this the heart of the stars?

How can it be so hot?

Xintian folded his wings, looked at the various flames that were burning savagely everywhere around him, and struggled to his feet, and walked forward with difficulty.

There seemed to be a blazing sun in front of him, and Xintian felt that with every step he took forward, the temperature would increase by a minute.

However, that invisible summoning was ahead, and Xintian still walked forward with persistence.

I don't know how long he walked, and Xintian felt that the ground under his feet seemed to turn into hot magma, as if he would swallow his body at any moment, and then burn to ashes.

Finally, in the higher and higher temperatures, Xintian gradually felt that he was being scorched and deformed, and then his whole body slowly became empty.

Finally, Xintian disappeared into this world of flames.

When Xintian woke up, he found that he had appeared in a completely dark world again, so dark that he couldn't even find himself, as if in this dark world, nothing existed except darkness, and even his body disappeared.

......

A world of lush greenery, full of exotic plants......

The world of gold, the world of metal everywhere......

A world where the wind is blowing so fiercely that even the mountains can be blown away at will......

The loess is long, and gravity is always changing......

The world of thunder and lightning seems to be a world where even the heavens are about to be torn apart......

......

As if on a long cosmic journey, Xintian experienced the worlds of ice, snow, fire, darkness, plants, metal, wind, loess, and thunder and lightning.

And each world is so big that Xintian feels as if he has gone through countless years, as if he is about to grow old in this journey with no end.

However, the next experience completely overturned Xintian's previous worldview.

It's a world so weird that you don't even know what it's like.

Even in a completely dark world, Xintian knew that it was a dark world, but in the current world, Xintian completely lost the concept of space, and even his body was changing all the time.

Sometimes, I seem to have become a piece of paper, floating in this unknown world;

Sometimes, I seem to have become a line, crawling slowly through the world like a caterpillar;

Sometimes I am simply a point, an insignificant point, which is difficult to move an inch in this world.

......

The next world is even more difficult for Xintian to accept, as if as soon as he enters this world, Xintian is in a kind of absolutely static world, and he can't even move his mind at all.

However, the next moment, Xintian strangely felt that a long time had passed, and it seemed that he had come to the end of his life, and the state of mind of the twilight made Xintian sigh with emotion.

......

Finally, Xintian has come to the next wonderful world.

In this world, Xintian finally felt a little comfortable after a long journey.

As soon as he stepped into this world, Xintian felt as if he had walked back from the twilight in an instant, and his body was filled with infinite vitality.

The exuberant vitality makes Xintian feel that life has never been so beautiful.

......

I don't know how long it took, Xintian finally returned to the world he was familiar with, although this world was full of wonderful arrays and various materials, but it was not much different from the world he lived in every day.

......

"Whew-" The trip that seemed to be about to forget about itself finally came to an end, and Xintian finally opened his eyes after exhaling a long breath of turbidity.

Xintian found that he was still in the Hidden Treasure Hall, and his master Zhuo Qingfan had disappeared.

Xintian couldn't help but reminisce about the magical experience just now.

What a magical multicolored tower!

In fact, after experiencing the Ice and Snow World and the Flame World, Xintian had already understood that the worlds he had experienced were actually every layer of the Colorful Exquisite Tower.

Each floor of the Colorful Pagoda has its own world.

And every world is so real, and in the feeling of Xintian, there is no difference from the real main world.

The most important thing is that in these worlds, Xintian feels that his comprehension of the various hair laws is more profound and closer to the source.

Xintian keenly felt that these laws were very different from the laws of the living world, and if he followed his understanding of the laws of the living world, it would be difficult to move an inch in these worlds, and even kill everywhere.

It's two completely different understandings of the world.

"Huh", Xintian seemed to feel something at this time, his figure flashed, and he disappeared in the treasure hall in an instant.

When he reappeared, Xintian was already in the Soul Gathering Hall.

It's just a dream, and although it feels like it's gone through endless years in Xintian, it's actually just a nap.

After waking up, Xintian was already the owner of this anti-heaven artifact Colorful Exquisite Pagoda, and if he wanted to go there, he was just moved.

Zhuo Qingfan was lying on the cold ice bed at this time, and his already withered face looked even older.

As if sensing Xintian coming in, Zhuo Qingfan opened his somewhat cloudy eyes and grinned at Xintian.

"How does it feel? It's not like anyone can have an artifact. Zhuo Qingfan said a little weakly.

"Master ......"

Xintian felt his throat a little dry.

No matter what the purpose, this cheap master of his own is really good to himself.

There is very little life left, and it is estimated that there will not be a moment and a half left after such a toss.

"Haha," Zhuo Qingfan suddenly laughed, looking very happy, "I am ......content to accept such an outstanding and sensible disciple before I die."

"You also know the role of the Linglong Tower, and in the future, it can pass on my mantle to you in my place. It's a pity that the spirit of the Colorful Exquisite Pagoda was destroyed by that rebel in the war, alas......"

Although he could cultivate on each layer of the Colorful Linglong Pagoda and feel the power of the origin of various laws up close, greatly improving his cultivation efficiency, without Zhuo Qingfan's guidance, Xintian was destined to take many detours.

Besides, there isn't even a machine spirit, alas......

Xintian knew very well that with Xinping, the power of the Wanhua Origin Treasure Bottle was indeed much stronger than before.

"Xiao Tian......" Zhuo Qingfan's eyes were a little wandering, "Revenge, you do what you can, if you really can't do it, don't give your life in vain." Remember, being alive is more important than anything else. ”

"Also, in addition to the cultivation of this body, in fact, the most proud thing for the teacher is the achievements in the formation path and refining weapons, and you must not let the hard work of the teacher go to waste......"

Zhuo Qingfan babbled, his voice getting smaller and smaller, and in the end, it was almost like a whisper.

Xintian was saddened. The master-apprentice relationship for just one day made Xintian deeply recognize Zhuo Qingfan.

A teacher for one day, a father for life.

Zhuo Qingfan looked up with empty eyes, as if he was replaying the long experience of his life, and finally closed his eyes after a long time.

Just when Xintian was grieving in his heart, Zhuo Qingfan, who was "dead", suddenly opened his eyes, there was a trace of shock and surprise in his eyes, and his voice was a little louder, "Your body...... How could there be a strong breath of death? This is not the breath of the gray world, nor is it the breath of the living soul, what is it? Maybe...... Maybe this breath can help me for a while......"