Chapter 68 Who Planted the Plum Blossoms on the Mountain
Just like the sea of fire before, the picture in Su Fan's mind was also a sea of fire.
A red light body in the sea of fire fell to the bottom of the sea of fire, following the waves of the flames.
The red ball of light also swayed slightly, and gradually the flames around him became less intense.
The red ball of light cracked like an eggshell, and as the flames around it decreased, there were more and more cracks.
This scene was not unfamiliar to Su Fan, he had seen it in his earlier memories.
Gradually, Su Fan felt like he was the immortal demon destroying the immortal, and his mind was filled with the memories of the immortal destroyer.
But his memory kept disappearing. Su Fan looked ferocious and shouted: "Memory is everything to me, I can't lose it even if I die."
Su Fan now understood Chen Luan's intention. When the memories of Mie Xian filled Su Fan's mind, it was the day when Immortal Mie Xian was resurrected.
That's because the immortals and demons are so powerful that they will definitely become stronger next time. The intention of this is not to be underestimated.
However, Su Fan was not willing to wait for death. He tried hard to retain the trace of memory.
Then he gradually left the memory of Mie Xian and turned it into his own memory. In this way, Su Fan has indeed tried his best.
Su Fan's eyes were red, the skin on his body also turned red, and his whole body exuded a strong murderous aura and devilish aura.
Su Fan raised his hand and put it between his eyebrows, trying to calm himself, but a flame fell in front of Su Fan.
Chen Luan smiled and said: "My little friend, you are indeed outstanding. It is rare to find such outstanding talents among monks."
Su Fan suppressed that powerful force, looked at Chen Luan and said, "No one has ever praised me for my excellence."
Chen Luan smiled lightly and said, "That's because they didn't discover your advantages."
Su Fan gave a bitter smile and sighed: "If I were really outstanding, how could I be plotted and exploited by you?"
Chenluan's smile froze, and he said: "Since you can see it, then accept this supreme gift."
Su Fan roared: "Impossible."
Chen Luan said: "Now it has become a fact, you will definitely become the prince of our immortal and demon clan."
Su Fan's head sank, and he tried his best to resist the erosion of his memory.
Chen Luan said again: "If you have hatred in your heart, you must have a blood feud. With the strength of the immortal demon, as long as you practice here for a thousand years, you will definitely wipe out all enemies when you get out."
Su Fan glared at Chen Luan and said, "I will complete it myself."
Chen Luan said angrily: "You are so blind. When the Immortal-Destroying Prince has taken over all your memories, he won't do anything for you."
Su Fan suddenly laughed: "Prince? Destroy the Immortal? I am Su Fan, and I want him to become my slave."
Chen Luan was already crazy. The flames in his hands gathered and almost rushed towards Su Fan, but Su Fan had disappeared from the spot.
After absorbing part of the memory, Su Fan was extremely familiar with this immortal and demonic body, even though it had been here for thousands of years.
Chen Luan looked at the spot with slight surprise and remained silent.
Su Fan has fallen into the sea of fire, holding a heart in his hand.
Su Fan used one hand to pinch. His method was extremely strange. It was not used by monks, but rather resembled that of an immortal or demon.
As Su Fan moved his finger to the heart, the heart immediately collapsed, leaving only a drop of crimson liquid.
Su Fan pointed his finger at the center of his eyebrows again, and a purple liquid floated out. Su Fan raised his hand and called it, and the purple liquid fell into his hand.
Su Fan released a spiritual thought that fell on the blood, and then waved his hand, and the crimson blood fell on the purple blood.
The crimson blood quickly covered the purple blood and turned into a red light body, just like the larvae of a fairy or demon.
This is a technique for condensing clones that Su Fan obtained based on Mie Xian's memory. The immortal demon can use a drop of his own soul blood and a drop of inherited blood to create the only clone in his life.
Immortals and demons are different from monks. Immortals and demons only have one clone in their life, and they need to have inherited blood.
Except for the inheritance blood, only the immortals and demons of the royal family have it at the beginning of their birth. All other immortals and demons need to practice for eternity.
Su Fan left a spiritual thought behind because he was worried that something would go wrong. The power of the immortal demon made Su Fan outrageous.
This is also the fastest way to become stronger, and it is also a hope to save one's parents.
Su Fan gently threw the red ball of light into the sea of fire, and suddenly a flame flashed through.
Su Fan shouted: "If you take even one step forward, I will seal you."
Chen Luan really stopped, and he didn't expect that this little monk would ruin his plan.
Moreover, the immortal demon really has the ability to seal, and Chen Luan is originally a slave. If he is sealed again, it will be more terrifying than killing him.
Chen Luan paused on the spot and looked at Su Fan with gloomy eyes and said: "If you want to have the strength of an immortal and a demon, you must have my help."
Su Fan said: "If you leave here within three breaths, I will leave here safely and I will not embarrass you."
Chen Luan said: "Are you making things difficult for me?..."
Su Fan interrupted him: "Three,..."
The words were firm and heavy, not like a joke, and even Chen Luan was chilled by it.
Chen Luan glared at Su Fan, but showed no intention of leaving. He said, "You can't integrate the prince's memory so quickly."
Su Fan sarcastically said: "Really?"
After saying that, Su Fan pinched Jue in his hand. Chen Luan was already familiar with Jue Jue, and he unconsciously took two steps back.
Su Fan shouted loudly: "With the order of my royal clan's immortal demon, I will seal the body of the slave clan's dusty flames."
As soon as he spoke the words, the flames covering Chen Luan's body suddenly disappeared, revealing his almost transparent soul.
Chen Luan's eyes had turned pale, and he looked at Su Fan with a complex expression. Su Fan was the one who caused this, but now he was being plotted against.
Su Fan said coldly: "Two breaths."
Chen Luan Zai once glanced at Su Fan and dodged out of the sea of fire.
Su Fan immediately threw out a Snow Wolf inner elixir and sat cross-legged. That seal almost consumed all the spiritual energy in his body, and Chen Luan's cultivation level was too high.
Su Fan's use of the seal would inevitably have backlash on him. If Su Fan hadn't suppressed the surge of blood, a mouthful of blood would have spurted out.
Also, if Chen Luan stayed here for a while, or attacked Su Fan, Su Fan would not be able to resist at all.
At this moment, Su Fan sat cross-legged on the ground, slowly fighting, and a red ball of light floated in front of Su Fan.
Chen Luan landed on the platform again. With his cultivation experience, he was actually plotted against by a young monk like Su Fan. Even though he had a firm mind, he didn't realize how angry he was.
Chen Luan shouted angrily: "Su Fan, you ant slaves dare to steal inheritance from me. I must take back what I lost."
Su Fan was still sitting cross-legged on the ground. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes. His spiritual thoughts could now almost cover the entire body of the immortal and demon.
So he found a person, Liu Shaoyu. Su Fan chuckled unconsciously and flashed past.
Liu Shaoyu was floating in one of the meridians of the Immortal Demon. His eyes were closed tightly and he seemed to be unconscious.
Su Fan stood in front of Liu Shaoyu and smiled lightly, then put it into his storage bag.
Immediately, Su Fan left a spiritual thought and disappeared into the body of the immortal demon.
Chen Luan seemed to have noticed that Su Fan had left, and quickly dodged toward the sea of fire.
Suddenly a powerful force rushed towards him, and a spiritual thought was transmitted into his mind.
"With the power of the immortals and demons of my royal clan, I will seal the sea of blood, and the slave clan will protect this place for thousands of years."
Chen Luan suddenly felt a strong coercion sweep through his body, and a sense of obedience rushed into his mind.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting like a guard at the edge of the sea of fire.
Su Fan originally wanted to seal Chen Luan forever, but with his unformed immortal demonic body, a thousand years was already the limit.
Therefore, Su Fan set up a curse seal that sealed it for thousands of years. If the immortal and demon clones left by Su Fan did not mature within a thousand years, they would not be able to fully absorb the inheritance of the Immortal Destroyer.
Then Chen Luan can only break through the seal, take away the inheritance, and become the royal fairy demon Chen Luan.
Su Fan naturally knew the terrifying aspects of it, so he already had a special mission in his heart for cultivation.
The ice lake is still an ice lake, the plum blossoms are still plum blossoms, but the people are still the same people.
Hong Ling sat under the plum blossom tree on the shore of the ice lake and looked at the lake quietly. She held a handful of plum blossom petals and gently tossed them.
Pieces of petals fell into the water, stirring up real microwaves in the originally calm water surface.
After a while, all the petals sank to the bottom of the lake, and the water surface became calm again.
Hong Ling was still staring at the water. Suddenly, there were ripples in the water. Hong Ling stood up suddenly and stared at the water.
The water waves became more and more violent, and suddenly a purple shadow emerged from the water.
Hong Ling whispered: "Su Fan?"
The doubts had subsided, and he immediately shouted: "Su Fan,..."
Su Fan landed on the shore and smiled softly at Hong Ling, and said lightly: "This plum blossom is still so beautiful, but I don't know who planted it."
This was a strange statement, but Hong Ling understood it. She said: "It doesn't matter who planted it. What matters is that this plum blossom belongs to this snow mountain."
Su Fan smiled and said, "Let's go."
Hong Ling hurriedly asked: "What about our mission?"
Su Fan said casually: "The leader doesn't seem to care about our mission."
Hong Ling showed a questioning expression.
Su Fan said: "I saw a Tianyuanmen shop in a small town many years ago. A large number of Shangfeng Snow Wolf Skins were sold there, but I observed that they were not easy to sell, so there may be many more of them in the sect.
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Hong Ling put away her smile, looked at Su Fan closely, and was silent for a long time.
Su Fan added: "No matter why the owner of the plum blossom planted this beautiful plum blossom, flower appreciators are always willing to appreciate it."
Hong Ling understood a little, smiled faintly, and followed Su Fan towards the distance.