Seeing that Qimao was about to cry again, Fan Jian couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly made a request, which made Qimao unhappy and angry.

In the days that followed, Fan Jian regretted saying this, because Qimao, a teenager with a smart expression, had become an iceberg face with no expression.

"Immortal, what's that?"

Qimao asked with a stiff face, there are no immortals in this world, and he has never heard the word immortal.

"Immortal arts, see for yourself."

Stuffing a book into Qimao's arms, Fan Jian dragged him up from the ground, and the two left the mass grave.

In the following time, Qimao has been by Fan Jian's side, Fan Jian helped him steal his father's body, and after the burial, the two traveled almost all over the Xuanwu Continent.

After a long time, Qi Mao knew that Fan Jian was not from the Xuanwu Continent, he was from another world, and he came here to find something.

What exactly it was, Fan Jian didn't say, he didn't ask.

In the book called the Nine Heavens Immortal Recipe that Fan Jian gave him, the cultivation methods recorded were completely different from those in the Xuanwu Continent, and Qimao made rapid progress according to his cultivation every day.

But after a long time, he found that Fan Jian, the master, didn't know anything about the cultivation methods in the book, and couldn't give any explanation, so he had to figure it out on his own.

However, he still called Master Fan Jian, and although Fan Jian did not admit that they were a master-apprentice relationship, he always insisted.

Because Fan Jian is one of his sustenance, in the darkest time of his life, it is Fan Jian's bright lamp that brings him light and illuminates the world.

The two of them traveled like this for six years, and Qimao also grew into a young man, and he finished cultivating all the contents of the book, Fan Jian said that his current cultivation is already an invincible existence in the Xuanwu Continent.

So the two of them killed Xuantianmen, killed Cheng Dai, destroyed the Ghost King Sect, and helped Qimao avenge the blood sea.

In the seventh year, Xuantianmen unified the Xuanwu Continent, but Fan Jian said to Qi Mao that his time was up, and he was leaving, and before leaving, he wanted to ask Qimao to do him a favor.

Qimao was very reluctant to let Fan Jian leave, and over the years, he had become accustomed to Fan Jian by his side.

Although he is now cultivating to Tongtian, and even Fan Jian is not his opponent, as long as Fan Jian is by his side, he is very relieved.

Fan Jian told him that the time of this world and the world he was in was not the same, which is why he could stay so long.

He's here to find a bronze shard, and it's important, but now it's time for him to stay.

There are still many things to deal with in his world, and they can't stay any longer.

He begged Qimao for something, that is, if he found that fragment in the Xuanwu Continent, he would send it to him, and then they would be able to meet again.

After finishing speaking, he took out a bronze fragment and showed it to Qimao, saying that it was similar to this.

Then he left a one-time coordinate, saying that he had found the fragment, and he could go to the world he was in by inputting mana into it, and then it would disappear.

In order to meet Fan Jian again, Qimao almost turned the Xuanwu Continent upside down, two years later

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, and finally found the bronze shard.

He arranged the affairs of Xuantianmen, took the bronze fragments, activated the coordinates, and came to find Fan Jian.

As a result, he found out sadly, he didn't know what was wrong, and he didn't find Fan Jian.

In the past few years in the Xuanwu Continent, Fan Jian had nothing to do, so he told him some of his brilliant experiences.

Qimao calculated according to the time in those experiences, and finally understood that he came early, and now Fan Jian was not born.

It was a full hundred years earlier, and this world was thousands of times larger than the Xuanwu Continent and had a large population.

Even if you don't come early, it's not easy to find someone.

Among the experiences Fan Jian recounted, there was one thing he remembered most clearly, that is, Fan Jian once participated in a competition of the Ability Association, and he was said to be amazing, so he was deeply impressed.

So he searched all over the world for the Psychic Association, but he was disappointed again, there was no Anomaly Association in this world at all

Yes.

So he found another way, no, he set up one, and then waited for the rabbit, and finally he would definitely wait for Fan Jian.

So he didn't care about the Ability Association, just focused on the game, just waiting for Fan Jian, and finally ushered in this day after a hundred years of waiting.

When we met him on the boat yesterday, he was so excited that he wanted to recognize him immediately.

But he knew that the speed of time in the two worlds was different, and the current Fan Jian didn't know anything.

So he waited until the end of the game before he left Fan Jian, called him here, and told him about it.

"That's, isn't it? Are you sure you're not making up a story? No matter how good a screenwriter is, he doesn't dare to write a script like this,

According to what you said, the future me went to the Xuanwu Continent, met you, and then gave you a cheats book to help you take revenge.

And then you helped me find a fragment and came to the current world, it was too early, so you formed the Paranormal Association, just waiting for me to come?

Then you found out that you came early, why don't you go back, start again, and go directly to my future me? He'll recognize you, and you don't have to go to such trouble?"

For Qimao's words, Fan Jian didn't believe it at all, and he would be dizzy in the future.

"It's not you, what broke the coordinates for me, it's a one-off, I want to go back, where can I go back?

I've been waiting here for a hundred years, and Xuantianmen doesn't know what happened, and if you still say that about me, if I didn't play games to pass the time, I would have suffocated to death!"

Qimao looked aggrieved, came to see him kindly, sent him something, and didn't appreciate it, and suspected him of making up stories.

"No, according to you, without you, the Paranormal Association would not have been formed, and I would not have participated in the competition.

You weren't there in the original game, and now you're there, don't you change history?

Doesn't everyone talk about the butterfly effect, will your appearance leave a disadvantage, change the course of history, and will it have an impact on my future?"

When Fan Jian is fine, he will also read a few books on the Internet, which mentions that even if he can travel through time and space, he can't change history, otherwise it will come out

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Big mess.

"Don't worry, it's the big nodes that determine the direction of history, and I haven't changed the result, the original you are leading the Department of Mysteries to victory, just like now.

I haven't changed anything, haven't I seen that I'm not interfering in the game at all? Besides, master, you are too self-righteous.

In the long river of history, you are not even a wave, and dying is a drop of water, what history can you change?"

Qimao is from the future, and he has cultivated the Nine Heavens Immortal Recipe to the extreme, and there is an elaboration on the passage through the space, and he said it to Fan Jian with a straight face.

That serious appearance, as well as that mean words, made Fan Jian feel that this child might really be taught by himself.

"Okay, show me what you sent me? Perhaps I will believe in you."

Seeing that Qimao didn't seem to be making up nonsense, Fan Jian believed it, and wanted to know what his future self was looking for in another world for several years through space and time.

It must be very valuable, maybe it is very valuable, it is not a rare treasure, or a powerful magic weapon.

"That's it? Are you mistaken, am I addicted to collecting rags?"

Looking at what Qimao took out, Fan Jian twitched, this thing was in tatters, the top and back were green and rusty, and there was a fight with the fragments of the Chaos Bell that the Demon King gave him.

Chaos Bell, Fan Jian suddenly had a burst of spirit and took out the Chaos Clock from the space.

Seeing a gap above, it is similar to the shape of the bronze fragment on Qimao's hand, but it is much smaller.

The fragment on Qimao's hand was several times larger than the Chaos Bell, and it could not be the missing part. Who knew that the Chaos Bell suddenly glowed and sucked the bronze fragments on Qimao's hand.

The shard shrank in size until it stopped at the breach, closing in the missing part of the Chaos Clock.

"Still silent, and I don't know where the rest of the parts are,

Okay, I've received the stuff too, what are your plans, go back with me, or go home?"

Picked up the Chaos Clock and shook it, but there was no change, Fan Jian put it into the space again, and asked Qimao where to go.

"Master, I'm tired of staying here, it's been too long, I'm thinking about Xuantianmen, you can send me back to Xuanwu Continent!"

Qimao is tired of this world, and in a hundred years, he has also seen through the joys and sorrows, and he has already seen Fan Jian, and he is also content, so he wants to go back.

"I'll send you? How can I send you, there is really a way, you wait."

As soon as he heard that Qimao wanted him to send it, Fan Jian exploded, he was not the future Fan Jian, how could he have the ability to cross, but he thought of Shu Qu.

took out the token given to him by the demon king, knocked it three times, and Shu Qu appeared in the room.

Watching Shu Qu pull Qimao, the figures of the two disappeared in the room, Fan Jian praised himself in his heart, his brain is fast, he can solve anything.

"Damn, Qimao, you come back for me, you leave, how do we leave this island?"

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