"Damn, what are you doing? You're not going wrong!" In the Hanjing City, Xia Fan returned to the Zhenwang Mansion and looked at the courtyard where he lived. Except for this courtyard, it still looked familiar and unchanged. In addition, the small courtyard next to Yuan Yunlong lived, everything around changed.

However, looking at the style next to him, Xia Fan knew who did the good thing without guessing.

"Young Master, you're back..." Dudu, who was just dealing with the matter, knew the news that Xia Fan was back, and ran back panting. Because he was running quickly and excited, his face was blushing, but he ran to the front but didn't know what to do.

"I'm back, do you miss me?" Seeing Dudu, Xia Fan felt warm in his heart. Looking at her excited and red face, Xia Fan went forward and hugged her.

Although Dudu followed Xia Fan since he was a child, he was held in Xia Fan's arms, and there were guards in the distance and people were walking around. More importantly, he happened to see the old butler Uncle Qi walking out of the door tremblingly, and immediately made Dudu's little face look like charcoal.

Her mouth was dry, and she didn't know how to answer Xia Fan's question, but her head couldn't help but lit it hard.

But his body was a little stiff and he stood there at a loss, but then Dudu found that the young master seemed to have no other meaning, and it felt like a hug when he met the little fat man Liu Yulinglong and the others.

"Cough..." At this moment, Uncle Qi walked out of the inside, and his body was still a little trembling, but it was no longer like the wind blew like before, and he might die at any time. But when he heard Xia Fan coming back, he waited for Uncle Qi in the yard to see this scene as soon as he came out. Uncle Qi, who was anxious to talk to Xia Fan, quickly coughed first and reminded them that there were still people present.

"Uncle Qi, you're up, it's great. I have a lot to say to you and ask you many questions?" Xia Fan had no other distractions, so naturally he wouldn't feel anything was wrong. Seeing Uncle Qi, Xia Fan hurriedly stepped forward to support him and asked him to return to the yard quickly. Although Uncle Qi has recovered a little now, he can't be careless. His body is still extremely weak now.

"Little... Young Master, how are you now? I heard from Dudu that you have entered the Qiankun Sect, how are you okay in the sect? By the way, have you really built a foundation? And, how did you know that before? Did you really go in? What's the medicine you configured for Uncle Qi..." Although Xia Fan had many questions and doubts, it was obvious that for Uncle Qi, the shock that Xia Fan brought to him was even more than imagined.

Xia Fan helped Uncle Qi walk towards the yard. Uncle Qi couldn't wait to understand what was going on. He had too many doubts and too many puzzles.

Uncle Seven knew his body better than anyone else. It was originally beyond help, so when he saw Xia Fan when he was awake, he handed the thing to Xia Fan at first sight, but he didn't expect that he didn't die. What he didn't expect was that Xia Fan actually opened the ban and opened the door at that time, which was incredible.

And these days, he knew something about Xia Fan during the Qiankun Sect entrance exam, and he was even more incredible. Now that he finally saw Xia Fan, he couldn't wait to figure out what was going on.

"Don't worry, will I come here? Let me tell you slowly. Dudu will help me prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I want to write something first." Xia Fan had long thought that he would have many questions to ask when he met Uncle Qi, and he was prepared in his heart. Xia Fan was not in a hurry and helped Uncle Qi to go to the hospital before talking.

"Well...oh..." Dudu, who was still stunned, then reacted and agreed to rush into the hospital and prepare something for Xia Fan first.

"Don't worry, I'll just write something... Brush..." Xia Fan first helped Uncle Qi sit down, then took the pen brought by Dudu Trot, spread a piece of paper and brushed it down to write a few lines of words.

"No, how about not hurry? Do you know...uh...this word?" Uncle Qi sat down by Xia Fan, and couldn't help but sigh and said, but as he was talking, he saw Xia Fan had already started writing.

When Xia Fan finished writing, Uncle Qi was stunned. Looking at the word, his brows became tighter and tighter, because the word was vigorous and powerful, with an indescribable atmosphere and spiritual energy.

You should know that the character is like the other person. Uncle Qi knew what the character Xia Fan wrote. The foundation of this character has not been learned in decades or hundreds of years.

Uncle Qi has seen countless big scenes with the lady, but he has only seen the person who can write such words once in his life, the enlightenment man who was the one who rebuilt Qiankun Sect back then.

At that time, the lady saw the word "Mr." and entered into meditation for three days and three nights. Although he did not know the mystery, he could guess one or two.

"Impossible..." As soon as I thought of this, Uncle Qi couldn't help but shake his head. How could the young master's handwriting be compared with that gentleman?

But he then looked carefully and found that these words were completely different from those of Mr., but there was another elegance and freedom, as if he was beyond this world, doing whatever he wanted, without restraint.

If Uncle Qi had not seen the word "Mr.", if Uncle Qi had not realized the mystery of the middle finger of this word at his original state, I would have seen only two lines of beautiful fonts. But at this time, he saw something completely different, which made him look at Xia Fan with a little more worry and fear...

Could it be that an old demon or a person from some camp who secretly killed the young master and took over the young master's body...

"Kill the demon and get the weapon, protect yourself and use it properly. The proton is humiliated and your life is threatened, and the prince will help you!!" A large piece of paper, two lines of big words, was achieved overnight.

He shook it gently and let Mo Ji kill it in an instant, then handed a piece of memory jade to Dudu and said, "Let me send these most urgent information to the Prince of the State Council directly to the Prince of the Supervisor, go."

Xia Fan was so angry with Song Wu before because he had long thought that using magic weapons again would definitely not pass the level as easily as last time. Although the Demon Kingdom was destroyed back then, there were many people with magic weapons. But like him, there were very few people who used it publicly. Last time he gave an explanation in front of millions of people, and this time he had to deal with it early this time.

"Uncle Qi..." However, when Xia Fan handed these over to Dudu, he turned to look at Uncle Qi. When he saw Uncle Qi's eyes, Xia Fan suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Damn, something happened!" Xia Fan's heart sank suddenly and instantly realized what was going on.

In the fairy world for a hundred years, in addition to making friends, studying and solving problems that one cannot practice, and studying and learning alchemy, formations, and runes in his spare time. Another thing Xia Fan likes most is practicing calligraphy.

Because that is a way to reflect one's emotions and state without using power.

He can watch the best words in the fairy world in billions of years at will in the Immortal Sutra Pavilion, and comprehend, integrate, and connect with others without the power. After a hundred years of hard work, he has become a family of only ones. The characters he has trained for a hundred years have reached the level of a master and become a family of only ones.

Obviously, Uncle Qi found some problems in his words, and even became suspicious. Through the door and the power of the seal in Uncle Qi's body, Xia Fan was 100% sure that Uncle Qi was a demon cultivator. The demon cultivator himself was proficient in various soul-taking and body-taking techniques. With his sudden changes, it would be strange if Uncle Qi didn't doubt it...

Xia Fan also wrote characters before. Although he knew that his characters were unique, most people only felt good after reading them. Those who could find that they were either great accomplished in calligraphy or those who had reached a certain level of strength.

Xia Fan had never cared about it before. Even if others found out about his handwriting, it was no big deal. But Uncle Qi grew up seeing him grow up...

Although Uncle Qi's body is trembling now, it can be said that as long as Xia Fan does not continue to provide him with pills to treat him, he will die soon. If Xia Fan had bad intentions, he would just raise his hand to kill him.

But Xia Fan would never be like this. After all, he was reborn with this body and merged with his little memories, which was hard to distinguish from each other.

"Uncle Seven..." Xia Fan's heart sank, then raised his hand to activate the formations in the surrounding yard. These formations were improved a few days ago and instantly completely enveloped the yard. Then Xia Fan said carefully: "Did you hide anything from me, including the matter of this gate, and my life experience?"

"Huh?" Xia Fan suddenly asked back, which made Uncle Qi stunned, because it was well known to everyone that Xia Fan was the son of Xia Zhen, the king of the town. But if you want to hide your life, it means that he has never told him about his mother.

"Actually, this time it was a blessing in disguise. On the way back from worshiping ancestors, Zhang Hao was bribed and joined forces with outsiders to kill me. In fact, he was already successful. According to Dudu, I was like I was dead in those two days. I thought I was dead. I felt like I was in a vast world, as if I was about to fly. Later, I didn't know why..."

"What's wrong?" Xia Fan's words successfully attracted Uncle Qi's attention. Because Uncle Qi knew that it was a state where people who had never practiced entered a state of death and their souls disappeared from heaven and earth.

It is impossible for a state that does not reach a certain state, nor does it mean that a demon cultivator has a profound understanding of life and death.

"I originally felt like flying lightly, as if I was no longer self, suddenly a ray of light. I felt like I was shrouded in a ball of light, and then many sounds and memories appeared in my mind. It seemed like a man was looking at me in the sky above. He... It seemed like a pair of huge horns and a black dragon rolling on his chest. At that time, not only did I have a lot of things in my mind, but I actually heard him talking to some people about things..."

"Supreme... Demon... Oh my God... You can actually sense it, say, tell me, what happened later..." Uncle Qi was shocked when he heard Xia Fan describe the situation of sensing, because that supreme realm was only found in ancient legends.

"Damn it, fortunately, this world is strong enough, and it is indeed related to the Demon God. He has really passed the test." Seeing Uncle Qi's performance, Xia Fan finally let go of his heart, knowing that he described some Demon God's situation bit by bit, and connecting his own changes with this, which is indeed effective.

However, looking at Uncle Qi's subtle reaction, Xia Fan suddenly realized something.

According to the reaction of Uncle Qi, Xia Fan began to make some adjustments. The Demon God described in detail later was the previous Demon God tens of years ago. It was because of Xia Fan and Xiaotutu, and he saw the secret that only the Immortal Emperor and the Demon God knew.

It was an incomplete heavenly book, and it was also the highest-level and most sealed thing in the Immortal Sutra Pavilion. When Xiaotutu had wisdom, Xia Fan became curious and read some of the most secret things, including such a heavenly book...

It is precisely because of this that he knows the contemporary demon gods, and he knows that even the contemporary demon gods don’t know this secret, and he knows that this matter seems very special...

The above recorded a great war. At that time, Xia Fan was very surprised why that chaotic war occurred. What’s even more strange is that the picture that appeared in Xia Fan’s mind on the last page of the incomplete Heavenly Book still shocked him when he thinks about it.

The vast fairy world, the infinite stars, from large to small, are constantly arranged into orderly stairs. The demon god step by step, gradually disappears into the vast stars...

And the Immortal Emperor, who had survived for millions of years and had lived with the heaven and earth, gradually disappeared from the sky of the fairy world in a supreme immortal boat, and there was no news again. It is precisely because of this that a new generation of Immortal Emperor and Demon Emperor...

Thinking of the history of this world, the supreme heavenly demon god they mentioned should not be the new generation of demon gods, so Xia Fan mainly described the image of the back of the supreme heavenly demon god who left the stars.

"That feeling is very wonderful. Dudu said it was only two days and one night in total, but I felt like it had been a few years or even decades. After remembering a lot of things, I suddenly woke up. Later, I used the method mentioned in my memory to bribe Zhang Hao's mysterious pill, and used the method taught by the big guy with a black dragon on his chest and a horn on his head to build the foundation..."
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