Chapter 4150 Blink of an Eye

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"Demon Grave!" The grave guard looked at Xiao Fan thoughtfully, and said after thinking about it.

He didn't know why Xiao Fan was so eager, but he could feel that Xiao Fan had a sincere heart.

"Boy, you won't get their ideas, right? I advise you not to, even if they are dead, no one can violate them." The old grave guard persuaded meaningfully.

Xiao Fan didn't care much, even if he wanted to, he wouldn't dare.

Those who are old and immortal are obviously not dead. If you go in by yourself, wouldn't you be courting death?

"Shouldn't they be buried in the Eternal Ominous Tomb?" Xiao Fan asked curiously.

This is the first time he has heard of the demon grave, and there is no such thing as a demon grave in later generations.

The old grave guard looked at Xiao Fan strangely, what do you mean they should be buried in the eternal tomb, they are all dead, can they still choose their own burial place?

Xiao Fan remained silent, he couldn't tell the old man who guarded the tomb that he was from the future, could he?

Moreover, even if he wanted to say it, he couldn't say it.

"You said, will they be resurrected in the future?" After pondering for a while, Xiao Fan continued to ask.

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the old man who guarded the tomb, but he calmed down very quickly, and said with a nonchalant smile: "How can I be resurrected after death? You think I am an old man, and I can't die even if I want to."

The corner of Xiao Fan's mouth twitched, why does this old grave guard like bragging so much?

However, Xiao Fan was sure that not only the demon master was not dead, but also the ghost master Jiuyou and the ancestor demon Shura were not dead, and even the old man of time and space was still alive.

Only the sword master and the old man of reincarnation, Xiao Fan has not heard much about them in later generations.

Xiao Fan didn't continue to ask, he vaguely guessed that the old man who guarded the tomb knew many secrets, but he didn't want to tell them.

This old guy is obviously in the realm of the holy ancestor, but he didn't participate in the last battle. He obviously stayed here on purpose.

What Xiao Fan didn't understand was, what exactly was the grave guard guarding?

"Senior, now that the Immemorial God Realm is being rebuilt, do you, the dignified ancestor, stay here?" Xiao Fan took a deep look at the old man guarding the tomb.

"The old man has no other abilities, so he can only sit and wait to die." The old grave guard sighed, "The world now belongs to you young people."

Xiao Fan really wanted to beat up the old man guarding the tomb, but after thinking about it, the other party might kill him with a single breath, so he had no choice but to let it go.

After chatting for a few more words, Xiao Fan left.

The old man guarding the tomb didn't want to stay, until Xiao Fan left, he kept staring at the direction of Xiao Fan's departure, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's interesting, there are people I can't see through. This person is not simple." The old grave guard sighed, and lay down on his grand teacher's chair again, looking like he was waiting to die.

Then he complained again: "You guys died happily, but I feel sorry for the old man."

If Xiao Fan heard this, he would be very surprised. This old man is actually thinking about how to die.

Xiao Fan left the cemetery with a confused look on his face.

Shen Wuwu became the patriarch of the Shura clan, and he didn't even think about looking for him.

He returned to the ancient times, only to find more truths.

However, as time went by, Xiao Fan found that he became more and more confused.

Although the memory loss is very slow now, it has not completely stopped, and he does not know how long it will take before he will completely forget himself.

The only thing I can do now is to learn more information before I completely forget it.

In the blink of an eye, 10,000 years have passed, and Xiao Fan has traveled to almost every corner of the Immemorial God Realm. The current Immemorial God Realm is still much larger than the later generations.

He has experienced different lives in various identities, and has never made any waves in the river of time and space.

In the longest place, he stayed for fifty years, but was quickly forgotten.

Xiao Fan feels that the time is extremely long, ten thousand years is really too long, he doesn't know how to return to the afterlife, and he doesn't know how long it will be like this.

During this period, he attempted to break through several times in his cultivation, but was forcibly suppressed by him.

But the power of the soul can't be suppressed no matter what.

Now, Xiao Fan's soul power has broken through to the Heavenly Venerable Realm, and he is only one step away from the half-step holy ancestor. This is the result of his suppression.

Otherwise, he estimated that at least half of the soul power of the Holy Ancestor Realm is now.

During this period, many monsters appeared in the ancient god world, and Xiao Fan witnessed their growth with his own eyes.

In the blink of an eye for thousands of years, Xiao Fan has seen all the vicissitudes of life. He no longer walks in the wild land, but chooses a place to live in seclusion.

He is waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to return to the afterlife.

"It's been ten thousand years, I don't know what will happen to future generations." Xiao Fan sat under an old tree, his eyes were slightly closed, he looked old, and he let out a long sigh.

When he went back to the past, he didn't know whether the time of the next life was still passing. If it was one to one, he probably missed a lot.

Has the strange demon invaded?

Does the Primordial God Realm still exist?

"Teacher, what are you thinking about?" At this moment, a ten-year-old boy came over and rubbed Xiao Fan's shoulder.

The young man was dressed in coarse cloth, with a pair of jet-black jewel-like mouths that were piercing, and a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows showing a bit of sharpness. At the same time, he had expectations for the outside world.

The boy's name was Qiu Tian, ​​and he was rescued from a pool of blood by Xiao Fan when he passed by.

Xiao Fan originally thought that he had seen through everything in the world and that he was cold-blooded enough, but in the end he found that he was still not ruthless enough.

It was agreed that history would not be changed, and finally looking at the helpless young man, he still extended a helping hand.

He still clearly remembered that five years ago, the eight-year-old boy buried his dead parents with his own hands, with a determined face, but never shed a single tear.

When the young man rushed into the horse thieves alone with a broken blade to avenge his dead parents, Xiao Fan's calm heart was finally touched.

He rescued the boy, taught him how to read, and taught him to be a man, but he never planned to teach him to step into martial arts.

Xiao Fan didn't want that pure heart to be blinded by hatred.

But he knew that teenagers often secretly went to the martial arts hall next door to learn secretly.

Qiu Tian has never given up on martial arts.

"Chou Tian, ​​do you want to learn martial arts?" Xiao Fan patted Qiu Tian's head and smiled dotingly.

Qiu Tian's eyes lit up, he knelt down in front of Xiao Fan with a plop, and said resolutely, "Teacher, I want to learn martial arts."

"What do you want to learn martial arts?" Xiao Fan smiled.

"Become stronger and protect the people I need to protect." Qiu Tian took a deep breath and said.

Xiao Fan took a deep look at Qiu Tian, ​​if Qiu Tian said he wanted revenge, he was ready to give up the idea of ​​teaching him martial arts.

But what he didn't expect was that Qiu Tian would say such an answer. "Chou Tian, ​​you are still young, you should not be blinded by hatred." Xiao Fan sighed, "From today onwards, I will teach you martial arts, but you must promise me one condition."