Peak Ancestor

Because it is still in a weak period, if there is an external attack now, it will be much more vulnerable.

Hearing this, Qin Fan said in a weak voice: "Don't worry, teacher, as soon as I recover, I will divide part of my spiritual power into this Xianlian Mingzhi,"

"Besides, it is estimated that no one will attack this Xianlian Mingzhi without incident..."

After all, Qin Fan worked so hard to kill Xianlian Mingzhi's wisdom.

Although dividing the soul is more dangerous, Qin Fan will not give up so easily.

Moreover, as long as it succeeds, this Xianlian Mingzhi is equivalent to becoming Qin Fan's clone.

Time flies.

It has been eight years and eight months since Qin Fan entered the space of Xianlian Mingzhi.

However, in these eight years and eight months, Qin Fan broke through from the half-step refinement to the realm of a martial artist.

Therefore, it has been nearly nine years since Qin Fan entered the space of Xianlian Mingzhi.

Qin Fan's next step is to restore his spiritual will and soul to their peak state.

This rest, Qin Fan rested for another three months.

......

This day was the morning of the eighth year, eleven months and eleven days after Qin Fan entered Xianlian Mingzhi's space.

"Phew, it's time to start,"

Qin Fan still sat cross-legged on the center of Xianlian Mingzhi, and took a deep breath.

Slowly, Qin Fan expelled all distracting thoughts from his body.

At this moment, Qin Fan's state of mind is very important, so he must not allow himself to be affected by anything.

At this time, the old man said solemnly: "Fan'er, remember to 'concentrate your mind and divide your soul, remember that you must not be distracted when dividing your soul, and you must stick to your own heart',"

"Otherwise, when separating the soul, the spiritual power that you separated may no longer be under your control, and that would be a failure,"

Hearing this, Qin Fan nodded his head to show that he understood, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"Keng,"

Qin Fan's spiritual will instantly transformed into a sharp spear in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Then, he cut a part of his sea of ​​consciousness extremely quickly, tearing his soul apart.

"ah,......"

Qin Fan was in extreme pain at the moment, as if his brain had been split in two.

This division of the soul is like cutting off a part of one's own body, which is equivalent to self-mutilation.

Moreover, that kind of spiritual pain is a hundred times, a thousand times more intense than the physical pain.

Even, ten thousand times, only those who have experienced it will understand the pain.

All in all, Qin Fan was suffering a lot at this time.

Moreover, under this kind of pain, Qin Fan felt insignificant compared with the pain he felt when he refined and performed the holy crystal.

After all, this feeling at the moment is too unbearable.

If possible, Qin Fan would rather fall asleep at this time.

This time, it is not a question of persistence or not, the problem is that the spiritual will is strongly stimulated.

It is impossible for Qin Fan to fall asleep.

Leisurely, Qin Fan's whole body was covered in cold sweat, and blood oozed from the seven orifices.

Time passed slowly, I don't know how long it has passed.

However, in fact, during this period of time, Qin Fan couldn't sense the changes in time and space at all.

Finally, Qin Fan finally separated a tenth of his original soul consciousness from his sea of ​​consciousness.

Then, Qin Fan sent it to the place where the Xianlian Mingzhi Lingzhi was originally located under his body.

"Om,"

In an instant, a life resonance from the soul resounded in Qin Fan's body.

At this time, Qin Fan felt strangely that the Xianlian Mingzhi seemed to have become a part of his body.

Qin Fan felt that he could completely control the entire Xianlian Mingzhi.

Even, this is blooming or gathering petals.

"Hey, it's almost nine years, and those people are still waiting outside,"

At this moment, Qin Fan completely controlled Xianlian Mingzhi, and through the space of Xianlian Mingzhi, he saw the middle-aged Lianzun in white clothes outside and his party still waiting on the shore of the lake.

"Hehe, it's been almost nine years, why don't they give up?"

Qin Fan fell into weakness again at this time, but he still couldn't help passing a relaxed smile on his face.

Now, this Xianlian Mingzhi has been completely controlled by Qin Fan.

What's more, Qin Fan has also broken through to the realm of reverence refining, coupled with his incomparably strong physique, it is no problem for him to deal with these people outside.

Immediately, Qin Fan thought playfully: "However, since you like to wait, then wait until I recover from my injury."

Today's Qin Fan's spiritual consciousness is separated, as if a hand has been cut off, and he is in a state of injury.

However, it is difficult to grow back after cutting off the hand, and this spiritual power can grow again after recuperation.

Immediately, Qin Fan opened his eyes.

The emperor saw Qin Fan open his eyes and asked, "Fan'er, it seems that you have succeeded."

Hearing this, Qin Fan smiled slightly and said, "Hey, even though I was almost dying, the people below definitely didn't dare to kill me, so I came back to life."

"Teacher, now this Xianlian Mingzhi is completely under my control, I can go out whenever I want, but right now my spiritual will and mental will are very weak, I should take a good rest,"

After finishing speaking, Qin Fan continued: "There is still a good show waiting for me outside."

The lakeside outside the space of Xianlian Mingzhi.

"Well, today is already the ninth day, why hasn't Xianlian Mingzhi responded yet?"

At this time, all the warriors on the shore of the lake kept staring at the Xianlian Mingzhi, but the latter still showed no signs of blooming.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Ze was also a little worried that the information he collected was wrong, but he still said: "It's still morning, wait a little longer,"

Time passed slowly, and it was evening in the blink of an eye.

The setting sun is like blood, falling on the surface of the lake, there is a kind of indescribable magnificence.

"Tmd, I've waited for nothing,"

At this time, the martial artist named Lu Jun was trembling with scars all over his face, but he didn't have the heart to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

Lu Jun picked up a stone on the shore of the lake irritably, and threw it viciously at Xianlian Mingzhi in the lake.

"Boom,"

However, just when he just threw this stone into the sky above Xianlian Mingzhi.

Suddenly, white rays of light flourished, illuminating the entire lake as if it were daytime.

Immediately, the brilliance of the setting sun was swept away.

This means that Xianlian Mingzhi is in full bloom again.

The radiant lake surface, the gorgeous blooming Xianlian Mingzhi.

At this time, Lu Jun saw the Xianlian Mingzhi suddenly blooming, stood up and shouted excitedly: "Haha, tmd, after nine days, this Xianlian Mingzhi finally bloomed again,"

At this time, Zhang Ze also showed a smile, and murmured: "Hey, it seems that the record about that lunatic is true,"

This time, since the Xianlian Mingzhi really bloomed again, according to the white clothed middle-aged Lianzun warrior, Zhang Ze could get two Xianlian Mingzhi seeds.

Moreover, thinking that after obtaining two seeds of Xianlian Mingzhi, he could exchange for many good things, Zhang Ze seemed extremely excited.

At this time, the middle-aged martial artist in white looked at the dazzling center of the lake, nodded and said, "Brother Zhang, this time the Xianlian Mingzhi is really in full bloom as you said."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged martial artist in white clothes continued to say: "Brother Zhang, Brother Biao, I mean what I say. You can take two of the seeds of Xianlian Mingzhi. In addition, I will escort you out of the core area of ​​the Liansheng Tomb Mansion and This Qilin sect, "

Hearing this, Zhang Ze thanked, "Thank you Brother Biao,"

Although Zhang Ze had always been worried that other people would be dissatisfied, he felt relieved when he heard the middle-aged martial artist in white clothes say that he would be able to protect himself from the Qilin sect.

At this time, the other warriors did have the intention to rob, but after hearing what the middle-aged Lianzun warrior in white said, they all looked at Zhang Ze meaningfully, and didn't make a sound, as if they understood it in their hearts .

After all, Zhang Ze has the lowest strength here and now, and he doesn't have any big background.

The possibility of him getting these two seeds of Xianlian Mingzhi is actually very low.

However, they naturally wouldn't tell this idiot Zhang Ze about these things.

This time, the middle-aged martial artist in white clothes carefully looked around.

Then, the middle-aged martial artist in white continued to speak: "Everyone is on guard, I will distribute the seeds of Xianlian Mingzhi in a while, and I will distribute them. Everyone has no objections."

Hearing the sound, other warriors quickly echoed: "We all listen to you, Brother Biao,"

Then, all the warriors stepped into the center of the lake and guarded all around.

At this time, all warriors slowly approached the space of Xianlian Mingzhi.

After all, with the lesson from last time, they seemed to be much more careful this time.

And, they just finished talking.

At this time, the fairy lotus sage in the center of the lake is also in full bloom, and the dazzling white light that people can't look directly at finally dissipates.

Slowly, the whole picture of Xianlian Mingzhi was also revealed, the emerald green petals, the thin white mist floating, and the white space...

"Well, there seems to be someone in the center,"

"Haha, it should be the kid who was imprisoned nine days ago,"

However, when the eyes of all warriors fell on the center position.

But they found that above the central position, there was a young man in black sitting cross-legged at this time. He closed his eyes and his face was quiet. It seemed that he was still motionless despite such a big commotion outside.

At this time, Lu Jun stared at Qin Fan for a long time, and found that he did not respond at all.

Then he opened his mouth and curled his lips, saying: "tmbd, that kid should be dead, right?"

"Huh," Yan Ba ​​snorted coldly at this time, and said in a dark voice, "I hope that kid didn't waste our Xianlian Mingzhi seeds."

"Well, we'll find out if we go over and have a look,"

Immediately, the middle-aged martial artist in white waved his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, be careful. From nine days ago, this kid is not simple."

Qin Fan sensed that those warriors were getting closer, and finally opened his eyes slowly,