Chapter Seventy-Two: No Fate
"Fan ......" Chen Ling is a gentle woman, holding the corners of her clothes tightly, her eyes are dazzling, and she is softly calling Yuan Fan's name.
This name is ordinary, very ordinary, but it is deeply imprinted in her heart, no matter how the years change, Chen Ling will never forget that there was once a man who liked her very much.
The two have known each other for several years, met and knew each other, and came to this source star of life from the other side of the starry sky.
Chen Ling looked at Yuan Fan in the distance, waved the sword in her hand and fought with those people, she wanted to step forward to help, but she couldn't help herself, and she inevitably remembered a lot of past events.
In the campus era, in front of the seat, behind the seat, the two met, and many interesting things happened, in the spring, innocent laughter, and in the middle of summer, heartless crying.
Chen Ling knew that Yuan Fan liked her from beginning to end, but in that ignorant youth, it was more about learning first, and more about being confused about love, she politely refused, and the two did not see each other for five years.
After that, they met Qingcheng Mountain, left two figures in the holy land of preaching, and finally crossed the boundless galaxy and came to the other side of the starry sky.
Now, the two are about to be separated and will never see each other again, which makes Chen Ling reluctant and unwilling to leave easily.
At this time, a cold and beautiful woman came over and said softly: "Let's go, you can't be with him, you can go further by cutting off the relationship." ”
This woman was the woman who appeared on the Dwarf Rock Mountain not long ago, an extraordinary peerless powerhouse from the Xuanbing Holy Land.
Chen Lingli took the rain, looked at the woman, and asked in a choked voice, "Miss Su, is it really impossible for us?" ”
The woman named "Miss Su" nodded slightly, looked in the direction of Yuan Fan, and explained: "Legend has it that there are three thousand avenues in the world, and as far as I know, no one can carry their children's private affairs to the top. The avenue is ruthless, in the future you will embark on the road of seeking immortals, if you can't forget him, this love is your enemy of life and death. ”
Chen Ling was silent, and after a while, she pointed to Yuan Fan, who was still fighting in the distance, and asked, "Then does he have a chance to embark on the road of seeking immortals?" ”
When the woman named "Miss Su" heard this, she thought for a moment, two white lotus flowers appeared in her eyes, and then she glanced at Yuan Fan, shook her head and said: "That person's physique is ordinary, and there is nothing special about the dantian in the entrance, so there is no chance to set foot on the road of seeking immortals." ”
Chen Ling fell silent again, his eyes looked in the direction of Yuan Fan, he was reluctant and worried, for fear that Yuan Fan would encounter an accident and would not have a chance to meet again in the future.
The woman named "Miss Su" is very knowledgeable about human feelings, guessed what Chen Ling was thinking, and comforted: "Actually, you don't have to worry, although that man is ordinary and ordinary, if he enters the Tao with a sword, he may also break through his own imprisonment and achieve extraordinary." ”
Chen Ling nodded, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and didn't say much, thinking that Yuan Fan still had a copy of the Immortal Sutra on his body, so he was relieved.
The woman named "Miss Su" had a kind smile on her face and said softly: "Let's go, if you start to cultivate the Mysterious Secret Realm in the future, I promise you that you will meet each other." ”
Chen Ling looked at the woman named "Miss Su", was silent for a long time, and then turned around decisively, stepping on the snowflakes on the clouds and walking away.
On the clouds, the snowflakes were sprinkled, and more than a dozen women were beautiful, glancing at each other, and following Chen Ling's footsteps, all of them had irrepressible excitement and joy on their faces.
The woman named "Miss Su" did not leave immediately, but stood there and pondered.
Just now, she unleashed the Xuanbing Holy Land's Immortal Technique to explore Yuan Fan and found an abnormality.
Yuan Fan's physique and dantian are not as ordinary and ordinary as she said, but she can't see clearly and can't detect everything about Yuan Fan.
"It's really strange, this immortal art can gain insight into the origin of life in the world, how can it not see through that man."
The woman named "Miss Su" frowned, muttered softly, and after thinking for a while, she once again launched her immortal technique to explore Yuan Fan in the distance.
"Heaven and earth are my eyes, and I see the heavens with my eyes!"
She recited the supreme scriptures softly, her whole body glowing, her eyes clear as water, and two bright snow lotus flowers appeared.
However, after a while, until the snow lotus in her eyes disappeared, she didn't see any difference in Yuan Fan, she only felt that it was hazy in front of her, and she couldn't see it really.
At this moment, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman appeared out of nowhere and said with a playful smile: "Aunt Su, I won't go back to Beihan with you, I want to go around and see for a long time." ”
This woman is dressed in white, holy as snow, although she is young, but her petite body is plump and fiery, incomparably wonderful, like a hollow valley orchid, with a sweet smile on her face, like getting candy, she is secretly happy in her heart, very cute.
The woman named "Miss Su" pinched her smiling face, shook her head and said, "No, the misty forest is not peaceful during this time, letting you run around alone, there is danger, how can I explain to your father." ”
The seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman pursed her lips and muttered nonchalantly: "No, I'm not a three- or four-year-old child, how can there be danger, besides, my cultivation is not low, even if there is danger, I can escape if I can't beat me." ”
The woman named "Miss Su" still shook her head, thinking a lot in her heart, constantly recalling things about Yuan Fan in her mind, and when she came back to her senses, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman had disappeared into the field.
"Hey, this stinky girl, I'm really uneasy, I hope you can still be so naughty when you are in the tribulation!"
The woman named "Miss Su" sighed lightly, took one last look at the direction where Yuan Fan was, waved her big hand, and the clouds and snowflakes fluttered, and slowly left towards the sky.
In the forest not far away, Yuan Fan had already ended the battle, and all six disciples of the Xuanqing Sect were killed.
In the end, although the four people reached the middle stage of the Inner Dan Realm, they were no longer enough in front of Yuan Fan, and they were all beheaded and fell into the forest.
The autumn wind was blowing, Yuan Fan's clothes were all stained red with blood, and the monks who were watching the battle around him were also leaving one after another.
Fang Cai's battle, although not amazing, is destined to cause quite a stir.
The existence of the little white tiger, some people also noticed, knowing that this is a spirit tiger that has the opportunity to grow into a divine beast, for them, it is never a big deal to watch the excitement, and soon spread the news of what happened here.
"Boy, let's go, I'm afraid this little cat has aroused the covetousness of many people, if you don't leave, I am afraid it will attract a lot of strong people to fight."
The big yellow dog looked at the departing monks in the distance, and whispered, and the little white tiger climbed onto its back, and was also pretending to look around.
Yuan Fan didn't look back, and stood in place without saying a word.
Beside him, the small golden sword and the broken sword trembled slightly, emitting a subtle and pleasant sword sound, as if they were alive, talking to each other.
Yuan Fan's gaze looked at the end of the distant sky, and in the distant sky, a white cloud was scattered all over the sky, and it was far away from the misty forest.
"Ling'er, you don't say goodbye, is there any difficulty?"
Yuan Fan muttered softly, a little lonely in his back.
Just now, the black dragon in the entrance spoke again, reminding Yuan Fan that there was a strong man probing him, which made him aware of the white clouds, saw those snowflakes, and saw the familiar figure.
Chen Ling did not quit, Yuan Fan did not catch up and ask the reason, he felt that if the two were really fateful, they would meet each other.
Although the word "fate" represents little hope, he is willing to look for it, and if there is no hope in this life, then go to meet in the next life.
However, the encounter in this life is destined to be separated, full of misery and desolation, and it is also destined to be sad, sad, and destined to lose oneself for a while.
It is understandable that this is the fate of infatuated men in the world.