Chapter 200 The World of Chaos!

Lin Fan is unable to extricate himself in an extremely mysterious state. This state has lasted for a long time, until he has forgotten the flow of time and his existence.

He seems to have spent several lifetimes in this state, and then forgot what happened during that time.

Soon, a light appeared in front of his dark eyes. Lin Fan was at a loss and looked around, but found that he was in a strange environment. He gradually couldn't remember who he was and what he was going to do.

He wanted to open his mouth, but it was a loud baby cry. He raised his hand in shock, but it was a white and tender little hand in his eyes.

"My husband is a young master!"

The midwife picked him up and shouted with great excitement.

With that, a young but majestic man came in, with an uncontrollable joy on his face. He took Lin Fan, and his hands trembled a little.

"God will live up to me, Lind!" The man laughed, and then looked gently at the woman who was lying on the ** with a slightly pale face but full of joy: "Run'er, look, our son!"

The woman raised her hands with effort, took Lin Fan from his hand, stroked his face lovingly, and muttered, "My child..."

Lin Fan's heart was flimped, and then he was immersed in this warmth and couldn't extricate himself. He gradually lost consciousness and fell asleep.

He forgot who he was, but he still remembered that he did not belong to this place.

Time flies. In a blink of an eye, it has been more than ten years of cold and summer. Under the careful care of his "parents", it can be said that he has not suffered any grievances for more than ten years. Moreover, the Lin family is also a famous hope family within a hundred miles, and its influence is not small. As the legitimate son of the Lin family, it is naturally impossible to make any bumps.

Lin Fan sat on the ground, holding a 'History of the Six Kingdoms' in his hand and reading it with relish.

In this world, it is not dominated by martial arts. Scholars also have a world, and even some great power to understand the truth from the works of former sages is not rare. Most of such existences are the luck of the country, and even a force to check and balance practitioners.

The Lin family had a scholarly saint thousands of years ago and became a hopeful family. Although there have been no rare characters so far, it is quite remarkable to rely on the means of governance of the patriarchs of all dynasties.

"Fan'er, you skipped your class again today. Mr. Xu is very dissatisfied with you."

Just as Lin Fan was fascinated when he was reading, Lin De came with his hands on his back, in a faint tone, with a little reproach.

Lin Fan stood up with a blank expression on his face: "My father wants me to get a name. I can do it. Why do I care if I learn the pedantic truth of those gentlemen?"

"Gentlemen's doctrine is pedantic, so these former sage works such as the history of the Six Kingdoms are not pedantic?" Linde smiled slightly. Although his son was a little talented, he was still too impatient.

When Lin Fan heard the words, he did not refute it. He just said, "From my heart, whether it is a sage or a saint, he can't get rid of a word. No matter how big the reason is, it can't escape the facts told to others. Whether it is pedantic or not, it all depends on personal understanding."

"This..."

Lin De was stunned for a moment, looked at Lin Fan, and vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Lin Fan didn't realize it and continued to say, "It's like the ancestor of the Lin family, the master of the book, even if he has realized the truth of the sages, in the end, he can only say to the king that he is so depressed."

"Haha, my son has some opinions." Lin De smiled, looked at Lin Fan with encouraging eyes, and said, "Go on. Dad hasn't talked to you like this for a long time."

Lin Fan nodded, closed the history of the Six Kingdoms, and said lightly, "The six kingdoms rose together. When the heroes were in war, it was the most prosperous era of practitioners. The martial arts style prevailed, and people reasoned with their fists. When the countries calmed down, the emperor cooked wine and talked about Taoism, claiming that the world still needed to be reasonable after all, so people began to reason with their mouths. Whether it was the ancestor of the ancestor Lin Jinghong a thousand years ago, or the Confucianism, the white lotus Xiaolongxiang, in the final analysis, they are talking about some pedantic truths. Of course, martial arts, literature and science are all reasonable, and the road is different. The road is finally the same. If you only talk to people, it will be a little boring.

"It's boring to talk to people, so who do you want to talk to?" Linde's smile is still the same, but a little solemnity appeared in his eyes.

Lin Fan slowly stood up, and countless memories emerged like a tide in his mind. He was stunned and said, "I used to think that it was the reason to convince people, but later when those people moved their fists with me, they felt that the fists were big and invisible. If you talk to people, that person would think you were a fool."

"But if you say that the invisible is tangible, he will think you are crazy."

"There are many things, and each has its own obsession. It's just futile to talk to others, fighting people. Try your best, but you can't get ambition."

"So, my truth should be said to heaven, to say to this invisible and tangible, I want them to value my existence until one day they agree or even follow my truth."

Lin De's eyes were stagnant, and suddenly he felt that the airflow between heaven and earth was running across, and countless vitality seemed to turn from invisible to tangible, violent. Move, a spiral nest is formed in this small courtyard.

The center of the spiral nest is the Lin Fan, who holds the history of the Six Kingdoms and looks indifferent.

A strong spirit that has never been seen before is everywhere, the sky is dark, and the wind is silent.

Lin De was shocked for a long time, and his whole body came to his senses again, but he saw a man in a black robe in front of him, with an ancient sword hanging around his waist, long hair fluttering, and a dusty posture standing in the courtyard.

His eyes were deep, as if he had gone through the vicissitudes of life. He was stunned and looked at the blue sky. After a long time, he sighed and muttered, "A thousand years of spring and autumn in the dream, the truth is only in a flash. The white horse passes through the gap, and time flows. No one in the world can be spared."

"It's time to break this illusion." He pulled out the ancient sword at his waist, and the edge of the sword was soaring. It sounded like a dragon singing through the nine days. The sky was surging. There was an immortal power to prevent this man from coming out of the sword. The spirit of heaven and earth was forced on him, and he actually wanted to lock him in a square inch and trapped him in the cage.

The man was not in a hurry. He took a step and said softly, "One step is a lifetime, and there is no progress or retreat, but if I want me to retreat, it is impossible."

The next moment, the wind and clouds surging in the air turned into a scene of gods and demons, and the thoughts of many saints were mixed in it. The pressure was extremely powerful and powerful.

When he was about to be overwhelmed by gods and demons, the man lightly waved a sword, and the air came eastward. Tens of thousands of glows rose to the sky. In the shock of the sword spirit, it was a rare scene in his life.

The gods and demons in the Xiaguang sword spirit were strangled to pieces, and then the sword spirit was not exhausted, and the momentum was like a rainbow, which poked a hole in the sky.

"Only when you fight with heaven can you have fun."

The sword was restrained, and the man in black hair and black robe smiled peacefully and looked at Linde softly. Although all this is illusory, the warmth of father and son has been vivid for many years. He didn't say much. He just worshipped deeply and whispered, "The child is gone."

After saying that, his body was like a wandering dragon, his robe shook, and the hole in the sky was stricken by the sword.

Many things happened on this day. The god of yin and yang intersects the battle between heaven and demons. With the supreme art of bloodification, the world of yin and yang is sacrificed in one stroke to achieve the perfection of his own blood. At the same time, the momentum of the three powers has been completely formed. The history of the heavens and the worlds will also be rewritten on this day.

Countless heroes in the human world rose together and poured into the heaven to fight against the demon clan. Among them, the most powerful ancient clan in the human world was the leader, killing tens of thousands of demon clans.

Another woman in white was shocked by her slender hands, which made countless demon generals feel scared.

However, everything was completely changed when the inconspicuous grottoes shook.

The blood concubine and other people waiting beside her stared and felt the strong pressure on her chest. She looked up at the sky and saw Lin Fan standing quietly. After a moment, she smiled: "It turns out that everything you think is just a half-step. It's not complicated."

With that, he also pointed to make a sword and gently scratched the void. Unexpectedly, he smashed the yin and yang blood world with one finger at a distance of hundreds of millions of miles.

In the cliff, the god of yin and yang spit out blood, and his eyes were full of incredible colors.

Even Tiandao people and Bai Mochou showed a shocked expression of panic and confusion.

What a terrible strength to smash a world with one finger in the air?

"He's back." After a short period of confusion, Tiandao's human body first returned to normal. After all, she is the most powerful existence below Xuan. Naturally, she also knows how terrible Xuan's strength is. Now this one finger smashing the yin and yang blood world can only be regarded as one ten thousandth of his strength, not really the strongest.

It can only be said that Lin Fan's strength is much stronger than half-step strength, but it is not as strong as the real strength.

Tiandao smiled charmingly and said lightly, "After many years, I don't know what kind of surprise you can bring me."

At the words, she moved slightly and went straight to the place where she had just pointed.

Seeing this, Bai Mochou hesitated for a long time, resisted the impulse of the god of yin and yang to fall into the well, and chased the heavenly Taoist person.

They all understand that the real enemy now is not the other party in front of them, but Lin Fan, whose growth rate has seriously threatened them.

"Puff!"

The god of yin and yang spit out a mouthful of dark blood, and the depressed qi in his body was very deep. Obviously, the broken blood world of yin and yang caused him great damage.

His eyes were gloomy, looking at the direction of the sword, and then looked at Li Ningru not far away. He snorted coldly, and his body shook and disappeared into the sight of the crowd.

This seemingly unreasonable battle was ended by Lin Fan. However, everyone knows that more terrible things are yet to come.

Since the momentum of the three powers has been formed, they will not allow anyone to break the situation easily. As the reincarnation of Xuanzhi, Lin Fan's cultivation progress is extremely fast and his realm is also extremely high, but he is afraid he is not strong enough to resist these three half-step strong terrorists.

If he loses, no one can stop the troubled situation!