Chapter 1627 Remaining Miko

After hearing the old turtle's words, Han Fei was stunned for a long time, and then immediately became happy.

Co-author Lao Yuan is still afraid in his heart! Now is a good time for him to hug his thigh. Lao Yuan is such a shrewd tortoise, he finally knows to hurry up.

From the old turtle's point of view, signing a master-servant contract with Han Fei was an extremely uncomfortable thing. However, experiencing Xuefan's catastrophe once again proved Han Fei's luck.

If the Blood Sea Godwood didn't know Han Fei, if Han Fei didn't install someone to enter the Blood Sea Godwood City, if Han Fei didn't get the Spring of the Earth Vein by coincidence, if the Son of God didn't sacrifice himself in the end, he would have to save Han Fei, if Han Fei didn't have nine deaths Chapter of Cracking the Soul... All these ifs are the root cause of Han Fei's ability to survive this catastrophe!

Poor that Xue Fan, he can definitely be called a legend of an era. Regardless of talent, with that level of ingenuity, looking at the sea and all races, they are all resounding. In the end, he was killed by Han Fei.

I'm afraid Xue Fan himself thought about the backlash of the Blood Sea Shenmu, but he didn't expect Han Fei's influence on his tribulation...

Even if the Blood Sea Shenmu will backlash, he thinks he can bear it. In fact, the moment when the Blood Sea Divine Tree revealed his soul was also the best moment for him to devour the Blood Sea Divine Tree.

Unfortunately, Han Fei has mastered the apocalypse magic, and he will help the Son of God to purify it at the expense of ten thousand years of life. This directly led to Xuefan's parasitic failure, he could only avoid the apocalypse magic.

In fact, from this one incident, it can also be seen that the apocalypse avenue is stronger than the parasitic avenue. At least, it is stronger than the Parasitic Avenue that Xuefan can grasp now.

At this moment, Han Fei smiled slightly: "Old Yuan, you should have done this long ago. The master-servant contract is not shameful, and I will not really treat you as an old servant. Later, maybe I can find your body back for you .If one day I become an emperor and a god, you simply don't want to make too much money."

The old turtle was speechless: "Don't dream for now... Now that the emperor has made a decision, then sign the contract... Now, you have used up all the things that can be used to temper your body. In this territory, your refining Your body has reached its limit. It will be very difficult for you to improve, and now you need a truly powerful body training technique."

Han Fei looked at his body that was cracked like cracks in tempered glass, took a breath and said, "My body training technique is not enough, is it?"

The old tortoise snorted: "Two catastrophes have tempered your bones to the limit that the Venerable Realm can almost bear. But you can still become stronger... This shows that your immortal golden body, in a sense Say, it’s still far from your limit. Although your bones can continue to grow stronger, your body can’t handle it anymore. As you go through the tribulation by yourself, this problem will only become more and more serious... Do you want to become a king yourself? At the time, the flesh and blood disappeared completely, leaving only the skeleton?"

Han Fei: "My physique is so strong that after the catastrophe, there are only bones left. What about others?"

Old tortoise: "He is not physically strong, but he has a high degree of coordination! Although you are physically strong, you are not coordinated. Besides, are you going to take the non-extreme path like most ordinary kings?"

Han Fei shook his head again and again, squinted his eyes and said, "Then how can I get a good body training technique?"

Old Turtle: "It's time for you to leave this place. Shuimutian and Yinyangtian are a bigger cage. Except for the three kings, there is basically nothing that can improve you. Although this emperor has great body training skills, But that is my turtle clan's great art, you can't use it. You need to go to the Thirty-Six Xuantian to find a stronger body training art. And, from now on, you need to use all your strength to Tempered the flesh."

Han Fei was shocked, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "I still have something to do before I leave."

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All contracts are a binding force based on the rules of the avenue.

It is said that in ancient times, many things could be bound by contracts... It was like borrowing money from someone and asking God to guarantee it. If the person borrowed the money and did not repay it, a thunderbolt would come down from the sky and strike the person to death.

This is the contractual constraint.

There is no difference in the way the master-servant contract is signed, except that it is more binding on the servant.

That is to say, the old tortoise completely has its own independent thoughts and behaviors, but it cannot bite back on the master, attack the master, hold grudges or secretly push the master into crisis.

When the master dies, the servant dies. The servant is dead, the master is fine...

That's all there is to it in a contract.

In fact, if Han Fei and the old tortoise only regard the contract as a bond of cooperation, like a contract, the old tortoise has nothing to accept.

From the very beginning, what the old tortoise couldn't accept the most was that he, an imposing person, turned into someone else's servant.

If at the beginning, the old tortoise met a character like Di Que, I am afraid that as long as Di Que asked, the old tortoise would immediately agree with a smile.

But now, Han Fei's strength and luck have proved his extraordinary.

As Han Fei said, if he really made him king, his effect on Han Fei would actually be insignificant. Once Han Fei entered the world as big as Thirty-Six Xuantian, what he saw would be different again.

A moment later, when Han Fei felt that the contract had been fulfilled, and he could even control the life and death of the old turtle...

At that moment, the Demon Refining Pot suddenly disappeared into the depths of Han Fei's sea of ​​consciousness. After leaving Han Fei's Sea of ​​Consciousness, the Demon Refining Pot returned to Han Fei's soul, which seemed to be able to stick out between his eyebrows.

Han Fei was surprised and said, "Old Yuan, why don't you come out for a stroll?"

Old turtle: "No. I'm just a soul body. When you leave this place, or return to Yinyang Heaven, release Gui Sanqing, I can parasitize them all."

after one day.

It was about three and a half months since the war that day. Within a month, Han Fei was resurrected, and spent the rest of the time refining his body in the refining world.

At this moment, Han Fei no longer had that not-so-handsome face, and his face was full of cracks. It seems that it is properly unsightly.

All I saw was that Han Fei grabbed a piece of Blood Sea Shenmu casually, and the spirit fire in his hand kept going. It took only 50 breaths before a bright red mask appeared in his hand.

This red mask only has two holes for the eyes, and the nose is slightly raised. Han Fei casually put the mask on his face.

To be honest, it wasn't that Han Fei couldn't change, but that he happened to see the Blood Sea Godwood and wanted to take it and use it. After all, wearing a mask is still a cool feeling.

Moreover, it is better not to be recognized by others when going out this time.

At this time, Han Fei sighed slightly: "It's a pity, the son of God gave his life to save me, and I can't pay back the love!"

But the old tortoise said: "Actually, it may not have fallen."

"Um?"

Han Fei's complexion changed slightly: "What do you mean?"

The old tortoise said: "The demon plant creatures are just like your other teacher... the water fairy. Every demon plant creature, after falling, will leave seeds. Even if the seeds re-grow, they will no longer be him. They also want to inherit themselves. This is Yaozhi's instinct...you can use the navigator to find it."

Han Fei raised his brows immediately: What else is there to say? Is this monster plant creature so against the sky?

Just now, halfway through the old turtle's words, Han Fei's eyes lit up. At this time, the navigation omnidirectional instrument has appeared in the hand and started to rotate.

As long as it turns, it means there is a show.

The old turtle said: "That Xuefan, you can also look for it."

After the final baptism of the horrible explosion, Xuefan's remains of the big red cane were completely lost. The torso and branches of Shenzi's Blood Sea Shenmu were all crushed, and some of them may have become opportunities for others to hunt for treasure.

Of the whole tree, only the section from the seabed to the sea surface remained, and it was much damaged. But even so, it was still impossible for Han Fei to let go of his refining world.

You must know that the body of the Blood Sea Divine Wood can theoretically be compared with the Cloud Sea Divine Wood. It's just that the Son of God didn't develop in that way. Finally, Han Fei got into a tree about 800 meters away from the bottom of the sea and came to a strange dark space.

"Hey! This is..."

Han Fei couldn't help but wonder: a strange space collapsed inside Shenzi's body... There was no power at all, but he couldn't detect it?

The old turtle said: "His original sea."

With a thought in his heart, Han Fei stretched out his hand and disappeared directly into the tree.

When Han Fei returned to the land of one hundred thousand mountains, Han Fei couldn't help but sigh: So, the entrance of Benyuanhai looked like this, and they all collapsed like this.

With a sweep of Han Fei's perception, he saw a red twig growing on the top of the mountain where he came out last time, that is, where he used to practice.

"call!"

Han Fei let out a sigh of relief, and said lightly: "It seems that the son of God is still holding back. But, he is not afraid that I will not find it..."

Old turtle: "At least, it's better to stay in his original sea than to stay outside. If he is not careful, he will be parasitized again, and he will be completely wiped out."

Han Fei suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain, carefully dug out the small tree, and put it in the Dinghai map.

The reason why it was put into Dinghaitu instead of Refining World was because this small tree couldn't get in at all, and Han Fei felt great resistance. Unlike the Narcissus with him back then, Han Fei wasn't sure if the divinity of the son of God...was it completely burnt out? Anyway, the price of putting it into the refining world was too high for Han Fei to bear.

After finding the Son of God, Han Fei took another look at the large land of 100,000 mountains, which is also the original sea of ​​the Son of God: "Old Yuan, such a large space was buried like this?"

The old turtle said: "Do you want to take it away?"

Han Fei: "Can I take it away?"

The old tortoise pondered for a moment and said, "No."

Han Fei was speechless: "That doesn't mean you didn't say anything?"

The old tortoise said: "Now the son of God has just fallen, and his soul has fallen, but the main body is not completely dead. This sea of ​​origin will slowly absorb the remaining power of the main body. In the end, when there is no more power available, he will will reappear in the world by itself."

Han Fei frowned: "How long?"

Old Turtle: "I'm not sure, look at the time when Yuanyuan Sea collapsed. But no matter how fast it is, if it doesn't take hundreds of years, it's impossible."

Han Fei said: "After the fall of the strong man, the source sea is useless at all?"

Old tortoise: "The power of the original sea will return to the heaven and the earth. The heaven and the earth will feed back to the sea and the sea. How can it be useless?"

Han Fei curled his lips: "It's not about continuing to conserve energy..."

After finding the remains of the Son of God, Han Fei searched again in his original sea, and after confirming that there was no blood mortal remains, he cut through the void and went to the outside world.

The third time he used the Navigator, Han Fei still found the remnants of Xuefan. This guy is more than 50 miles away from the ground, in the broken sandy soil, there is a small vine about an inch long, with a red seed underneath.

Han Fei crushed the product without hesitation, and there was no residue left.

Perhaps, the regenerated red seed is a different big red tree. However, cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots, I can't be merciful at this time. Otherwise, after a few years, if this Xuefan is given another chance, maybe he will be able to turn the world upside down.

To be honest, for Xue Fan, Han Fei didn't think his talent was so bad, at least not as good as his own... But does talent represent everything? When it comes to strategy, even if the talent is a few grades higher than Xue Fan's, I'm afraid he will be abused by him.

Isn’t the Son of God the heir of God? In terms of talent, would Shenzi be worse than Xuefan? Han Fei didn't believe it. But even the Son of God has followed this blood-mortal way.

It can be seen that the path of cultivation does not depend solely on talent.

At this moment, after confirming Xuefan's fall, Han Fei felt a lot more at ease.

Looking around, Han Fei smiled and said, "Old Yuan, it's time for us to go out."

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