"Blood Prison Record" did not speak immediately, but fell into deep thought, and it stared at the boy for a long time. Coke has been updated, and although the finale has been sleeping for all these years, it is still clear about the outside world.

To be honest, the boy's growth from the rest of his life www.biquge.info the catastrophe shook it quite a bit.

It looked at the boy, pondered for a moment, and finally spoke, "I am the embodiment of order. ”

"What order?" Zhuo Yifan's eyes widened, and his first reaction was surprise. I didn't expect this pit book to really open his mouth and fulfill the promise of the year.

"Order of the Holy Family. "Blood Hell Record" continued, it didn't intend to say too much, only added at the end: "The Holy Clan created me for the sake of future resurrection." ”

"What?" Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan was shocked, the future resurrection of the Holy Clan? Could it be that the hidden trace of the Holy Clan was waiting for something, so he withdrew from the long-term competition?

"Don't guess. "Blood Hell Record" glanced at him and said, "Among the great powers of the Holy Clan, every one of them is an amazing figure, and it is impossible for their thoughts to be seen through. After all, I am the product of being used, but I don't know who or when. ”

For some reason, Zhuo Yifan felt a faint sorrow in his heart, and felt that this pit book was a little pitiful. He didn't know what to say, but comforted him, saying, "You will find the meaning of life." ”

"I'm too lazy to mess with you, I have to leave quickly. "Blood Prison Record" was obviously impatient and urged. It has no time to think about where it came from or where it belongs, only that it is still dangerous, and that it does not know what else will happen.

Zhuo Yifan activated his divine energy, and the divine light under his feet was everywhere, but it took half a day of strength to move a full three inches away. He stumbled and fell to the ground, much to his surprise.

"The order of the Heavenly Realm is too strong, and the suppression is so powerful that it seems that it is difficult for ordinary gods to shake it. His heart was shocked, if it was an ordinary human god, he could only walk with his feet in the heavenly realm. And the Holy Spirit Peak level and this kind can only barely fly.

After a little composure, he hit the road again. This time, I held back enough strength to successfully lift off into the air. It's not too slow, it's far less than the extreme speed of mortal dust, let alone traveling the world.

"Blood Prison Record" incarnated into the form of a child, lying on his shoulder. The two groped for the aura of the Qingqiu Saint, and finally flew in one direction, intending to make peace with the Qingqiu Saint first.

However, it has not been long ahead, less than a thousand miles away. He felt tired and landed on a fairy peak.

"It's useless, you're still far from it. "Blood Prison Record" was stupid and shook his head beside him.

This made Zhuo Yifan smile bitterly, it was not because he had a strong foundation and an immortal spirit field to protect his body, otherwise he would not be able to maintain even a distance of 100 meters.

"There seems to be a Taoist temple in front of us. Maybe I'll hear something. After resting for a while, he turned his magic pupil into action, and then discovered a Taoist temple of ancient wood Sangsang.

I don't know what kind of material the whole Taoist temple is made of, and it looks very sturdy. Flowing in the sun. It was held up from the bottom by several stout sacred trees. Suspended in mid-air. It's very peculiar.

"Go check it out. ”

He was unconsciously attracted and felt that everything was too novel. When they walked to the Taoist temple only ten zhang away, the door in front of them suddenly opened, and out of it came a boy, as if anticipating their visit, staring at them strangely.

"Master, there are guests. It looks like he's hurt. After looking at it again and again, the boy turned around and shouted.

In the view, a group of people came out to watch. At this time, Zhuo Yifan was not clothed. It was covered in blood, very hideous, and looked miserable. In fact, most of his injuries had already recovered, and the blood stains were just stains.

"It seems that the father and son have suffered a catastrophe. Bring them in. A middle-aged Taoist picked up the child beside Zhuo Yifan and felt very pity. actually misunderstood the humanoid "Blood Prison Record" as Zhuo Yifan's son.

Zhuo Yifan's heart suddenly moved, and he immediately communicated with "Blood Prison Record", saying that he would plan it. He had a limited understanding of the Heavenly Realm, and now it would be nice to have this opportunity to stay in the Taoist temple and learn a little about it.

Afterward. Only then did he know that although the Taoist temple looked glamorous in appearance, it had actually declined. Three Taoists, five Taoists, plus an elderly viewer. The total number of people in the whole is less than ten.

Naturally, these people are all gods, even Xiaodao Tong, according to the old master, they are all children of the big clan, because of the clan strife, or perhaps congenital insufficiency, they were abandoned, and then he picked them up and adopted here.

The heavenly realm is not quiet, but the location of the Taoist temple is very remote, and it is rarely involved in the struggle of the great gods, so it can be regarded as a peaceful life.

The old Guan Master is at least a thousand years old, and from Zhuo Yifan's visual inspection, he is about the same as Lan Ye's generation, and he is almost the same character. He deliberately whitewashed his age, and usually the gods couldn't see it, but he couldn't escape his magic pupils.

This shocked Zhuo Yifan's heart, the people who survived from that era must have a story.

"You come from an extraordinary background, but I hope you don't disturb the peace here. The old man stepped forward, took the pulse, and then spoke hoarsely.

Zhuo Yifan bowed and saluted, he secretly transmitted the sound, begging the old master to stay for a few days, let him find a quiet place to breathe, and then he would leave.

The old master nodded, swept the dust, and casually ordered a room, facing a middle-aged Taoist priest, and said, "Ah San, go boil some trauma medicine, and bring two sets of Taoist clothes." ”

"Yes. ”

When the Taoist named Ah San heard this, he retreated.

The old watcher's face was full of peace, staring at the bare hairy child at Zhuo Yifan's feet, and sighed bitterly: "It's really pitiful for this child, to suffer such a sin with his father." ”

It's just an ordinary sentence, but it makes "Blood Prison Record" feel tense. It was embarrassed, and then secretly transmitted a voice, telling Zhuo Yifan to be careful. I feel that this old viewer is not an ordinary person.

After recuperating in the view for a few days, Zhuo Yifan also became acquainted with several little Taoist children.

"So, we are now on the edge of the Eastern Holy Continent?" he was surprised, he didn't expect that there were actually five continents in the Heavenly Realm. In addition to the Middle Earth Shenzhou, which is interconnected with the four states, there are also East Shengzhou, Xihe Prefecture, North Luzhou, and Southern Chanzhou.

Each state, spanning a region of trillions of miles, is vast. If you don't have access to the guò teleportation array, you may not be able to cross states in your lifetime with the degree of flying alone.

"The Celestial Realm is really too big. He sighed, feeling like a country man going into the city.

......

The next day, he stood on the top of the Immortal Peak, and was about to leave with the "Blood Hell Record", but unexpectedly, the divine light suddenly overflowed in front of him, and a pillar of heaven crossed the distant space and fell there, as if a divine bridge had been built.

"What's going on?" Zhuo Yifan saw this scene from afar, pulled a little Taoist boy, and asked.

"That's right! Grandpa Tang said that the fighting festival has begun!" the little Taoist boy said excitedly, his face flushed. He is a little fat man, without a name, the youngest of the five Xiaodao children, and everyone calls him Xiaowu on weekdays.

What is this? Zhuo Yifan was muttering in his heart, but he didn't know when the old Taoist master walked out of the Taoist temple, and explained to himself: "Three thousand Taoist viewing and fighting the Dharma meeting, once every ten years. ”

He stared at Zhuo Yifan and smiled: "Although my view has declined, I also have a name in the end." If you are interested, you can go with me. (To be continued.) )xh118