At night, there was a crashing and rumbling sound, and the sound of rushing rain and roaring thunder and lightning came from outside the window. It was another thunderstorm night.
"Why has it been raining so much during this period? Does this damn place have a rainy season just like the earth? But I've been here for thousands of years and I've never heard of it."
Fang Xiaotian sat in front of his desk, holding a golden pen in his hand, writing non-stop in his diary. There were thick drafts piled in front of him. He stopped what he was doing for a while and put his chin on his head to think.
; Soon I heard rustling from my notes again.
This is a place called the Yuan Universe. It has been thousands of years since Fang Xiaotian traveled here, and he can no longer remember the exact time. But time flies by like a fleeting moment, as if everything that happened happened just yesterday.
I've been having strange dreams lately, and I feel like something is going to happen in the near future.
This is Fang Xiaotian’s experience over thousands of years.
Closing the note, he stretched deeply, revealing his charming and handsome face, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Fang Xiaotian's mouth.
The research on extraordinary potions has finally come to an end. For this day, Fang Xiaotian has done countless experiments for thousands of years. From version 1.0 of the human race, to version 2.0 of the monster race, and finally the final version of the ghost race, I don’t know
How many times have you failed.
Even if Edison on Earth originally discovered tungsten wire and invented the electric light, he only experienced thousands of failures before finally succeeding in the experiment.
Fang Xiaotian's research on extraordinary potions has probably failed trillions of times. There are thousands of failures every year, and thousands of years have passed. Fang Xiaotian has become accustomed to this. Because this is a brand new field, and there is no predecessor.
Using experience as a reference is like a blind man crossing a river by feeling for stones, he must walk slower.
But the final result still made Fang Xiaotian very satisfied. It was exactly the same as what he had expected. Today's extraordinary medicine has greatly enhanced its stability and lack of side effects.
The 1.0 version of the life-changing agent first developed by the human race has been regarded as a huge research achievement in this world, and has even been recorded in the annals of history by the human race. However, its side effects are also very obvious. The human race regards it as a rare treasure.
As far as Fang Xiaotian is concerned, it is a failure.
Now with this final version of the extraordinary potion plan, Fang Xiaotian is very pleased. Even these potions have been developed by himself to look like different fruits that he likes.
At the beginning, for the purpose of experiment, even many demons in the demon realm and ghosts in the ghost world in the Yuan Universe were created by Fang Xiaotian's experiments. But now, Fang Xiaotian has finally completed all his research results in the ghost world.
Putting down the pen in his hand, a bright red apple suddenly appeared in Fang Xiaotian's left hand. Fang Xiaotian took a bite. The fresh and sweet juice, like bursting juice, spread quickly in his mouth. On his lips, the tip of his tongue and
The gums are covered with this fresh and sweet taste, filled with the taste of happiness.
Then came the most magical scene. Fang Xiaotian's whole body meridians seemed to have become a spirit. Each meridian glowed with red light and was faintly visible through Fang Xiaotian's body. It was separated from the original meridians and quickly gathered into a small person the size of a palm.
Jump to Fang Xiaotian's right palm.
Then a black hole the size of a palm suddenly appeared on the desk in front of Fang Xiaotian, and the little man the size of the palm jumped directly into it.
"Well, this potion actually made me advance a step further. Only then did I have the ability to create another clone. Now the human race also has a clone of me. Think about it, there are clones of me in the three realms. Don't be too happy. I'm better
I like the human race! I’m really looking forward to how my avatar will behave in the human race world.”
After the villain jumped into the black hole, the black hole closed quickly, as if nothing happened just now.
Feeling the changes brought about by the latest extraordinary potion on his body, Fang Xiaotian couldn't help but show a hint of joy on his face, but soon Fang Xiaotian frowned slightly.
"The storm is coming. It seems that some people can no longer bear their temper. Come out!"
In the huge cylindrical space, Fang Xiaotian was sitting in the middle, and the tall bookshelves around him were filled with various books and periodicals.
The huge desk was also filled with various manuscripts, and manuscript papers were scattered on the floor.
At this moment, three figures suddenly appeared on the spiraling stairs in front of Fang Xiaotian.
"Don't waste delicious food!" Fang Xiaotian moved his body slightly, adjusted his body to the most relaxed state, and then gnawed all the remaining apples in his hands. He was surprised to find that there was no core in this apple.
"It seems like I have been raising eagles all day long, but I was blinded by the eagle pecks!"
Fang Xiaotian spoke calmly, stood up slowly, and gently pressed a button on the desk. The desk in front of him and the surrounding bookshelves disappeared out of thin air, leaving only manuscript papers on the floor. The space here suddenly became empty.
Incomparable.
"Who are you? Wang, are you okay?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and mighty man suddenly appeared in front of Fang Xiaotian. He was Fang Xiaotian who came to Guixiao and was able to control the ghosts, generals and demons.
Does this name sound familiar?
That's right, as a time traveler from the earth, of course he has to bring some of the good cultures on the earth with him. Therefore, the name of this Demonic Chonglou is also the name given by Fang Xiaotian to the man in front of him.
At this time, this place is the forbidden place of ghosts - the office of the God of Hundreds of Clans, and the God of Hundreds of Clans is naturally the name that the world gives to Fang Xiaotian.
As for why he is called the God of Hundreds of Clans, we will explain it later.
"Chonglou, your figure seems much taller and majestic. You blocked my sight. Even if your realm has reached the realm of the original sin ghost king, you can't forget to lose weight. Look at your size. If you continue like this,
It will be hard to find a female friend in the future. By the way, Chonglou, how about I introduce you to one? I know a lot of sexy and cute little girls, whether they are from the human race, the demon race, or our ghost race.
, By the way, do you prefer Yunu Yin or Lolita Yin? If Shota Yin likes it, I can also help you..."
Fang Xiaotian leaned down and picked up the manuscripts on the ground one by one, as if there was no one else around and talking to himself.
"Bang"
"Wang, you are still such a rude person. I've had enough."
Before Fang Xiaotian could finish his thoughts, he heard a loud noise. The Demonic Tower in front of him was already facing him, holding a revolver in his hand. The bullet quickly tore a large hole in Fang Xiaotian's body.
.
If it were an ordinary revolver, it would not have any effect on Fang Xiaotian, but this is the 'Moon Red Revolver' that Fang Xiaotian carries with him on weekdays, specifically used to clean up uncontrolled test objects.
No wonder Fang Xiaotian didn't find it during this period. It turned out that he didn't know when he got the Chonglou. In the end, the Chonglou was used on himself, which Fang Xiaotian didn't expect.
"Pa"
Fang Xiaotian smiled softly, his eyes were distracted, and his body was like a stiff brick slapped on the ground. The body on the ground had completely lost its life.
Mo Dao Chonglou stepped forward to check Fang Xiaotian's body, and found that it was indeed dead. What disappeared immediately were the 'Moon Red Revolver' in his hand and the manuscript paper lying on the ground.
It seemed as if everything related to Fang Xiaotian disappeared at this moment, silently.
Chonglou didn't pay too much attention to everything that suddenly disappeared. After all, Chonglou was not very familiar with himself as a king. He only knew that Fang Xiaotian locked himself in the office all day long and only cared about his mess, making people incomprehensible.
research and the strength of his Original Sin Ghost King.
As for the usual Fang Xiaotian, Chonglou of the Demonic Way has long been fed up with him. Not only is he verbose, but he is also 'incompetent', and he has long wanted to replace him. Now that he sees Fang Xiaotian's body has lost its vitality, the big stone hanging in Zhonglou's heart has also disappeared.