Chapter 4147: The origin of the white stone

What appeared in front of Xiao Fan's eyes was a fragmented picture, and the ancestor Shura held the corpse of his wife and children, silent for a long time.
Xiao Fan knew that this was an image of the Shura Zumo before his death, it was just some branding, not what happened now.
After all, the current Asura Ancestral Demon has fallen.
Thinking of the former Asura ancestor demon suddenly going crazy, Xiao Fan had already guessed that someone assassinated his wife and children not long ago, that made the Asura ancestor demon completely crazy.
He couldn't hear what the ancestor demon of road repair had said to his wife and children, but Xiao Fan could also guess a little bit by looking at his mouth.
After a long time, Shura Zumo reluctantly buried his wife in nothingness.
"The Zhenshi copper coffin is defective? Can't block time and space?" Xiao Fan read some important information from the mouth of the Shura Zumo.
Although the bronze coffin of Zhenshi was the third most precious treasure in the top ten calendars, it was unable to block the power of time and space, causing the demons to assassinate his wife and children through the power of time and space.
Zumo Xiuluo regretted it, but he thought of something again, took out a blood coffin that deceives the sky, and put his child in it.
Immediately afterwards, the picture changed again, turning into a frantic battle between the Asura Zumo and several great ancestors, the galaxy collapsed, the universe turned upside down, and the demon ancestors fell one after another.
With the power of one person, he killed twenty or thirty demon saint ancestors alone, scared that the other party had to take care of them.
In the end, the Asura ancestor demon blew himself up, killing several demon ancestors again.
"Zhen Shi!"
At the same time, a voice rang from the sky, strange things happened, and the flesh body of the Shura Ancestral Demon exploded like time and space, regrouping again.
At the same time, white light spots gathered in the four directions of heaven and earth, which penetrated into the bronze coffin of Zhenshi.
After almost a dozen breaths, everything stopped.
The body of the Ancestral Demon Shura disintegrated again, and all the blood was lost, leaving only the broken body to kill the demon. This was the scene Xiao Fan had seen earlier.
However, there was another body of soul, but it appeared again in another piece of nothingness. He probed his hand, and countless white light spots all around flew in and finally merged.
The white light is shining brightly, eye-catching.
However, Xiao Fan trembled all over, clasped his hands tightly, and said tremblingly, "White stone?"
For a long time, Xiao Fan didn't know what the white stone was, but now he finally understood that the white stone came from like this.
Thinking of the energy lost in his body before, Xiao Fan faintly guessed what.
"Zhen Shi, the town is Tai Gu I!" Xiao Fan muttered to himself, and his heart could not be calm for a long time: "He is right. The white stone is indeed equivalent to the life stone, because he is one of the hundreds of thousands of creatures from the ancient gods. Condensed from life energy!"
Xiao Fan's heart was extremely shocked. He had thought about the many origins of white stones, but he had never thought of this one.
The white stone condensed by the life energy of hundreds of millions of creatures is equivalent to being connected to the hundreds of millions of creatures in the Primordial God Realm. This cause and effect is too big.
Xiao Fan watched the Asura Zumo hit the white stone into the Qitian Blood Coffin, then tore the void and threw the Qitian Blood Coffin into the crack of nothingness.
"call!"
The picture stopped abruptly, Xiao Fan didn't know what happened afterwards, or even if the Asura Zumo was dead.
However, he had been to the bronze coffin of Zhenshi, had seen the scene just now, and had a conversation with the Asura Zumo.
Now it seems that Shura Zumo may know that he will go in, so that's why he left that image.
"What is the significance of the Asura Ancestral Demon condensing the white stone?" Xiao Fan whispered.
It's a pity that no one answered his question, he could only find it slowly by himself.
After a long time, everything returned to peace.
The broken continent under Xiao Fan's feet was still fast moving through nothingness, and there was no tendency to stop.
I don't know how long the broken continent has slowed down, but it still hasn't stopped completely. Xiao Fan is not worried, because he knows that it will stop one day after all.
However, what he was curious about was whether it belonged to the Primordial God Realm of later generations.
Although his memory is still losing, but fortunately the loss is getting slower and slower. Xiao Fan copied some memories for himself, for fear that he would forget everything.
Every time, he became familiar with the memories he had forgotten over and over again.
Time passed quickly, maybe a hundred years, maybe thousands of years, Xiao Fan was in a coma for a while, and after waking up, he walked the mountains and the land to learn information about this continent.
The World War that year devastated this continent, some strong men did not dare to rise up, and they were silent for countless years.
The destruction of the great world and the advent of a new era often have a transitional period.
Xiao Fan was the one who witnessed the transition during this transitional period. However, he is only a spectator now, no longer intervening in anything.
On this day, rustling chants came from Xiao Fan's ears.
"Reincarnation is forever, heaven and earth are hard to bury..."
"Through the world, I am at ease..."
...
The voice was very small, but it sounded like it was in Xiao Fan's ears. Xiao Fan searched for the voice. After a while, he saw a gray-robed old man, dragging a hip flask to his mouth.
There was no alcohol in the flask, but he just wanted to squeeze a few drops.
Xiao Fan stood there quietly, staring at the gray-robed old man.
It took a long time for the gray-robed old man to notice Xiao Fan, and gave Xiao Fan a fierce look: "Boy, what do you look at, be careful, I dug out your eyeballs for a drink."
"Xi Wanli?" Xiao Fan frowned and asked tentatively.
When these words came out, the gray-robed old man stepped back abruptly, looking around with his eyes, and finally looked at Xiao Fan with a solemn expression: "Boy, who are you, how can you know Lao Fu?"
Xiao Fan did not explain, but his heart was shocked to the extreme.
Xi Wanli!
I haven't heard of this familiar and unfamiliar name for many years. If I hadn't copied my memory all these years, I would have forgotten it.
Xiao Fan never dreamed that he turned out to be a post-primordial person.
Xi Wanli was no one else. It was Xi Lao, the president of the War Soul Continent Emperor Capital Alchemist Guild, who had instructed his grandfather to practice cultivation, and he was also a friend of Bei Lao.
Later, the Battle Spirit Continent was destroyed, and Lao Xi was nowhere to be found. Xiao Fan always thought that Lao Xi died in the chaos of the war, so how could he expect to see him here?
What surprised Xiao Fan the most was that he couldn't see through the cultivation base of Xi Lao, you know, his eyesight is not weaker than the realm of Fa Zun.
"I heard a friend talk about it." Xiao Fan casually found an excuse to perfuse, "What do you always do here?" "It's nothing, pick up some bones for some wine money." Xi Wanli said disapprovingly, then followed. Staring at Xiao Fan with a smile: "Little friend, I think you are very qualified to do my business, I wonder if you are interested?"