Chapter 1472: The Tragedy of the Container

But why are the evil saints and ancient gods... able to avoid the laws of nature and appear on the earth, and even take action... but are not sanctioned by that law?

"When I tried to break through the 10,000th level of the Qi Refining Stage, I was struck twice by lightning. The last time I tried to pass through the magic circle to the outside world, I was thrown a few meteorites..." Fang Yu frowned and muttered to himself, " Daqing, this will is only aimed at me, is this bullying that I only have the Qi refining period? "

"How do you know that the will that struck you with lightning is the same will that prevented you from going outside the realm?" At this time, Li Huoyu's voice sounded.

"You mean, they are not the same will? Then who struck me with lightning, and who stopped me from leaving the earth?" Fang Yu asked with narrowed eyes.

"I can't answer your question." Li Huoyu replied.

"Then let's go back to the original question, why can existences like evil saints and ancient gods come to earth?" Fang Yu asked again.

"...It's just like what you said, bully the weak and fear the strong." Li Huoyu said lightly.

"Bullying the weak and fearing the strong..." Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly.

He vaguely felt that there was an extremely profound meaning in Li Huoyu's understatement.

However, this meaning is relatively vague, and he cannot taste the specific situation from it for the time being.

"Forget it, tell me what's going on with Tiandao Sword." Fang Yu said.

"That's what you saw with your own eyes... the Tiandao Sword revived through the container and became... a sacred sword, that's it." Li Huoyu said.

"Why did the Tiandao Sword become a sacred sword? It was originally given to me by the master..." Fang Yu said, his face changing slightly.

He suddenly remembered a series of things that happened during this period.

The originally broken Tiandao Sword was repaired by the master's will, and then fused with the Ruyi Qinglian, leaving a trace of will.

Then, today, it passed through Zhao Zinan's body and turned into the so-called sacred sword.

It all feels like it was arranged somewhere...

But when we really investigate, every single thing is full of chance.

"It feels like this again..." Fang Yu knocked on his forehead.

"Don't think too much. All your doubts will be answered sooner or later." Li Huoyu said.

Fang Yu said nothing, looked at the unconscious Zhao Zinan in his arms, and then looked around.

By this time the sky had returned to normal.

After the ancient god's body dissipated, the moonlight shone on the earth.

The violent thunder, the violent storm... have all disappeared.

The area where Fang Yu was located was eerily quiet.

"Woof!"

At some point, the space-devouring beast had returned to the size of a palm, running from a distance and jumping onto Fang Yu's shoulders.

Then, it lay down and stared directly at Zhao Zinan in Fang Yu's arms with a pair of blue eyes.

"Do you also care about others?" Fang Yu glanced at the Sky-Eating Beast and said.

"Woof."

The Sky Eater barked softly and wagged its tail.

"Indeed, you are quite familiar with her. Anyway, go back first."

Zhao Zinan's situation is still unclear and will have to be figured out after returning.

Fang Yu ran the teleportation technique and opened the teleportation gate.

"Whoosh!"

Immediately, he hugged Zhao Zinan, took the Sky Devouring Beast into the teleportation gate, and returned to Beidu Mansion.

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After returning to the mansion, Fang Yu took Zhao Zinan directly back to her house and asked her to lie down on the bed in the room.

Zhao Zinan's eyes were still closed, but some color returned to his face.

Her breathing was gentle and she seemed to be fine.

But this superficial situation doesn't mean much.

After awakening and becoming a so-called container, whether her consciousness still exists is a key question.

Recalling Zhao Zinan's emotionless voice just now... Fang Yu's eyes became serious.

If Zhao Zinan really became a being with no independent consciousness, similar to a newborn weapon spirit... then the original Zhao Zinan would have disappeared from the world forever.

This situation was something Fang Yu didn't want to see.

Fang Yu looked at Zhao Zinan, stretched out his right hand, and touched her forehead lightly.

At this moment, her smooth forehead suddenly glowed with light.

"bass……"

Light filled the field of vision, making it dazzling.

After a few seconds, the light gradually dimmed.

The scene in front of Fang Yu also changed.

He was originally standing in Zhao Zinan's room.

But now, a small courtyard appeared in front of him.

In the yard, there were several children chasing and playing.

Three of the children looked older, at least eight or nine years old.

The other boy and the girl are smaller. The boy may be only seven years old, and the girl may be only five years old.

The little girl lowered her head and followed behind the little boy.

"Zhao Xuan, why did you bring your annoying little sister out to play again... If someone touches her later, she will start crying again, which is so annoying." The tallest boy said impatiently.

"It's just that your sister is really annoying. She always cries... I don't want to play with her."

"Let her go home quickly, it's enough for the four of us to play..."

The other two boys also frowned and said disgustedly.

The little girl kept her head lowered and stood behind Zhao Xuan, her body trembling.

"My sister is still young, and I didn't let her play with me. She just likes to follow me, don't say that to her." Zhao Xuan frowned with displeasure on his childish face.

"She is just very annoying, as if she has not been weaned. If you want to take her with you, then we won't play with you." The tall boy said carelessly.

"You can choose not to play with me, but don't say that about my sister!" Zhao Xuan said angrily.

"She's just a little girl who hasn't been weaned, what's wrong with her?" The tall boy was obviously very angry and said.

Zhao Xuan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

The little girl standing behind him lowered her head and trembled.

She didn't say anything, but her little hands grabbed Zhao Xuan's clothes, as if she wanted Zhao Xuan to leave.

"Slug, a crybaby who hasn't been weaned..." The tall boy laughed even more.

The other two boys also laughed.

"Shut up!"

Zhao Xuan couldn't bear it anymore, rushed forward, and pushed the tall boy.

Then, the two sides started fighting.

Zhao Xuan was younger than the other three boys, and there was only one person, so he was naturally no match.

After a while, he was pressed to the ground and beaten, and his nose was bleeding.

The three boys beat Zhao Xuan for a long time until the little girl cried loudly, and they ran away.

"Brother..."

After the three boys walked away, the little girl dared to run forward and cried loudly.

Zhao Xuan sat up, wiped the blood from his nose, and comforted her: "Sister, I'm fine... When you go home later, you can say that I accidentally fell... It's okay, no one will blame you."

The little girl still cried loudly.

Fang Yu stood there, watching what happened in the courtyard.

He knew that the little girl was Zhao Zinan.

The scene just now was probably a deep memory of Zhao Zinan's childhood.

Fang Yu was about to look elsewhere, but heard a suppressed cry.

At this moment, the surrounding scene changed again.

In front of Fang Yu...a coffin appeared.

And the person lying in the coffin...was Zhao Xuan.

However, Zhao Xuan's face at this moment was peaceful, which was completely different from his actual death.

A figure was leaning on the edge of the coffin and crying.

It was Zhao Zinan.

"Brother..."

Zhao Zinan's tears had dried up, his face was full of tear marks, and his eyes were red and swollen.

Except for the coffin, the surroundings were pitch black.

The temperature was extremely low, even lower than in the far north.

Fang Yu looked at Zhao Zinan, who was crying, and found that her body... was actually in a state of emptiness.

It was as if it would completely dissipate at any time.

"Is this... Zhao Zinan's true will?" Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately stepped forward.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Zhao Zinan's body trembled violently, and she stretched out her hand to touch Zhao Xuan's face.

However, her hand was also shaking violently, almost out of control.

Fang Yu squatted down beside Zhao Zinan.

Zhao Zinan felt Fang Yu's arrival and turned his head.

At this time, Fang Yu could see Zhao Zinan's eyes.

The originally bright eyes had become dim and even full of death.

"Brother Fang Yu..." Zhao Zinan spoke in a trembling voice.

"I'm not good at comforting people, especially in matters of life and death." Fang Yu said, "But I still have to tell you that your brother's death... is not your responsibility."