Chapter 2609: Reunion

Wang Xuan, he used to be just a small Tianyuan realm cultivator.
Even if Meng Fan, who has become the God King of the Four Tribulations and became the Creator, dare not say that he can see through the primordial universe, but only dare to say that he has spied some secrets, then this Wang Xuan is even ignorant of the entire universe.
So what he said, there is no constitution or order at all. If you don't understand, you don't need to care too much.
Meng Fan sat on the wooden boat, wandering slowly, following the father and daughter Wang Xuan and Wang Miaomiao.
Listen to Wang Miaomiao telling some stories.
Some stories about this "outside the world".
But these stories sound the same.
It’s just that occasionally some people appear here, and these people know nothing about why they got here. Some people are very angry, some people are very confused, some people are very irritable, There are very few things that go with the flow.
Among these people, the most powerful one I have ever seen is a half-step king.
It was the "Grandpa Luo".
However, it is said that there are also figures in the realm of God Kings. They are just that kind of characters. They are very rare. When Wang Miaomiao mentioned them, he was worshiped and awed.
In the hearts of both of them, the king is the same as the in the hearts of mortals.
High above, it is simply unimaginable.
During the journey, because Meng Fan was tired of listening to Wang Miaomiao's stories, he couldn't get any useful information from Wang Xuan, so he simply sat by the wooden boat and kept observing the flow of laws. Although he has no cultivation base now, his vitality has regressed, and he has become a mortal, after all, he was once a powerful creator, the Four Tribulations God King, and has a deep understanding of the laws of heaven and earth.
The laws of this river, which is so wide that you can't see the edges, are fundamentally different from the laws of the primordial universe.
The laws of the universe are all contaminated with some power.
Some are the power of space, some are the power of time, some are the power of heaven, and some are the power of meditation.
That is, the law of space and the law of time.
The prehistoric laws of the universe are all out of the true meaning of the Great Dao.
Therefore, Meng Fan, who has mastered the meaning of space, can ignore the laws of space, and can span several great worlds in one out of sixty.
The law here is completely different. It is the purest and most primitive law without any power that contaminates the true meaning of the Dao.
The law of space is like bleached blue cloth.
Other laws are the same, colorful.
The law here is the most primitive cloth.
Without any bleaching and dyeing.
After traveling the wooden boat for a few days, Meng Fan sat on the wooden boat for a few days. He found that, first of all, this is definitely not the underworld or the world after death, because he has the flesh, not only the spirit, but Wang Xuanhe Wang Miaomiao, too, even... he would feel hungry.
Here, there is no vitality at all, so even a monk, it is impossible to "eat the spirit and immortal" and need to eat. The interesting thing is that there is really food, which is some rough grains. Wang Xuan and Wang Miaomiao three days a day. Meal, just eat these.
That is because there is no vitality here, and you can only live by eating and drinking like a mortal. Therefore, the monks here, no matter what the realm, are not much different. Without vitality, the difference between a monk and a mortal is not much.
It's just that the physical body is stronger, and the knowledge is far-reaching.
Just like God's Domain, because of the five decays of heaven and man, the vitality is almost exhausted, and once stepped into the dark era of the end of the law, the number of monks has dropped sharply, and the evil sect of cannibalism has appeared.
Unless you reach the realm of the king, you have already controlled the law, and you will not only rely on your vitality, will be fundamentally different from mortals.
It's the fourth day.
Wang Miaomiao took a portion of dry food, went to Meng Fan, and said solemnly: "It's been four days, why don't you eat anything? How can you persuade you not to eat, you want to starve yourself?"
"Isn't it dead? Can I die again?" Meng Fan asked casually: "I'm just curious, what kind of field is this place? If I can really starve to death, where will I go."
Wang Miaomiao grabbed Meng Fan's arm a little bit angrily, pulled him up, and handed the rough yellow dry grain into his hand: "It is said that the herbivore is good at walking but foolish, and the carnivorous is fierce and fierce. Those who are wise and clever, the breath-eater, the gods live long. You are just a child, a mortal, and regard yourself as a breath-eater monk? Even if you are a monk, there is no vitality here, you can't live, eat fast Up!"
Holding the dry food, Meng Fan was distracted.
"Where did this dry food come from?"
"Of course there are towns, fields, and shops." Wang Miaomiao said.
Meng Fan picked up the dry food in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and stuffed it into his mouth.
It is rough and tasteless.
But it is indeed millet.
Meng Fan was in a trance.
Chewing in my mouth, I haven't swallowed it for a long time.
This smell is his childhood memory.
He suddenly felt sad.
Somewhat soft.
Thinking back to the past, the beginning of martial arts in a lifetime.
Severely fell half of the dry food in his hand, raised his hand violently, pointed at the non-existent sky and roared: "I have already said that I will crush you. Heaven is ruthless, and I am even more ruthless. I am now, You have become a mortal, why don't you take action and play around with the common people, is it your pleasure!"
The roar shocked Wang Xuan and Wang Miaomiao, and both looked at Meng Fan in surprise.
However, do not wait for them to react.
Meng Fan jumped up and plunged into the long river of laws.
Wang Xuan exclaimed and immediately followed.
Meng Fan sinks in the law, then sinks again.
Warm and cosy.
Very safe.
At this moment, a lot of hatred and anger in Meng Fan's heart suddenly faded. There was a kind of transcendence in the whole person.
"why……"
Meng Fan relaxed his hands and feet, letting himself fall slowly: "I have seen too many weird things, so no matter what happens now, I will not be surprised. Remember, as long as I am still alive, there will be endless opportunities. , Rise again..."
He closed his eyes.
Fall, fall...
Suddenly, a hand grabbed his arm and quickly dragged him towards the river.
Meng Fan thought it was Wang Xuan.
But when he left the river, opened his eyes.
What I saw was a middle-aged man with a kind face.
With a large and heavy body, a red and white blouse, sitting on an earth-yellow quaint boat, behind him is a child with red lips and white teeth, burning incense for him.
Meng Fan was taken aback first.
Then, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Wang Xuan drilled out from the depths of the river, sliding his hands on the surface of the water, looking over strangely.
Middle-aged humanity: "Meng Fan, long time no see, or should I say, finally see? The last time we met, you and I were separated by many obstacles, and you have not seen my face, it shouldn’t be regarded as an official meeting. Once, it counts."
Meng Fan laughed.
The smile was rather cold.
"The ancestor of humanity."