Chapter 1962 Promised
"I went to the main star realm, tried it, and didn't realize anything." Zhou Fan said to Bronze Book.
"This is normal." Bronze Book snorted coldly: "It took me three years to comprehend the law of indestructibility and enter the Tongxuan Realm. Do you think you can do it in one day? Some monks spend countless It may not be possible to comprehend the law in a hundred years, and it may even be impossible to achieve it forever, so it will stop in the celestial phenomenon realm."
"No, it should be said that it is impossible for you to comprehend the law of indestructibility. I advise you to give up. Another law may have greater hope."
"You should know that I won't give up." Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows and said: "And I started to hurt myself today through self-mutilation, let my physical body come and go, in order to realize the law of immortality, Do you find it useful?"
Before he came in, he didn't know how many times he abused his left palm, but he still didn't realize anything useful.
"How do I know this?" Silver Pen drew a smiling expression on the bronze book, "Every monk has a different way of comprehending the law. Some monks didn't even do anything, but they just woke up and suddenly realized."
"Your method may or may not work. I can't guarantee whether it will work or not. Whether you can realize it or not depends on yourself."
Zhou Fan was slightly silent. This kind of mysterious and mysterious thing is the most troublesome, and there is not much experience to learn from.
If you are chasing a woman, and the woman says she has no feelings for you, then it must be that you are not handsome enough, tall enough, or rich enough. This so-called lack of feeling can be traced, but the law of comprehension is almost invisible. It's just too difficult.
The Bronze Book could not be counted on. Zhou Fan thought for a while, and then turned to practice. He could only continue to try this method of self-harm.
Three days passed quickly. During these three days, Zhou Fan used self-mutilation methods. He not only cut off his left palm, but also chopped off his right palm, arm, left leg, and right leg in different ways. , piercing one's own viscera and other body parts.
He also cut off his own head, but it was too troublesome to cut off his head. He just cut it off once or twice and didn't need to try again. Except for his life. over again.
Xiao Bian turned pale with fright and trembled. She felt that the master was really crazy, otherwise who would abuse herself like this?
She carefully asked the master why she did this, and the master said impatiently that it was for cultivation. This answer made her feel even worse. This is because cultivation has gone mad.
She was so scared that she ate nine more duck legs a day.
The reason why she eats more is because she feels that the matter has come to an end, maybe one day the master will practice and explode and die, and she will also finish playing, so of course she has to eat more, even if she dies, she will be a A dead ghost.
Zhou Fan looked at Xiao Bian with unkind eyes, but thinking that it was Xiao Bian's money, he ignored it and concentrated on practicing, thinking that he would teach her a lesson when he finds an opportunity later.
As soon as the agreed time came, Zhou Fan shuttled from the Jianyu back to the vicinity of Qianzong City, and soon appeared in front of the city gate.
The members of the Thousand Ancestry League had already sent monks to wait in front of the door. Zhou Fan's bald image was so easy to recognize. As soon as he appeared, the monks hurried forward and asked, "But Zhou Fan, Senior Zhou?"
Zhou Fan nodded in agreement, and the monk said politely again: "Senior Zhou, please come in, the leader and the others have already set up a banquet and are waiting for Senior Zhou."
Zhou Fan didn't say much, and walked through the city gate with the monk, got on the flying treasure ship beside the gate, and arrived at the Baiyu Tower in Qianzong City within a short time.
After Zhou Fan entered, he saw that there was indeed a banquet set up in the hall. There were not many people in the hall, only nine people were there, among them Qiu Yingwei was also there.
When the nine people saw Zhou Fan coming in, they all stood up. Qiu Yingwei was in charge of introducing to both parties. Except for Chen Jiudian, these eight people were all high-ranking members of the Qianzong League, and they were not the master of a sect, but the deputy leader or elder.
There are fewer people than he imagined, but for Qian Zongmeng,
It's still not suitable to publicize things that you're not sure about. It's no good if you lose.
Zhou Fan had no expression on his face. After Qiu Yingwei finished his introduction, he looked at Chen Jiudian pretending to be impatient and said, "Mr. Chen, let's start the contest."
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, is this too urgent?" Chen Jiudian said with a gentle smile, "There is always time to compete, why don't we drink first?"
"You can drink after beating." Zhou Fan insisted with a straight face.
Qiu Yingwei and the others just watched Zhou Fan chatting with Chen Jiudian. Their cultivation base was much worse, so it was not their turn to say too much about such things.
Chen Jiudian laughed and said, "Since Fellow Daoist Zhou is in such a hurry, I agree, please follow me to the prepared competition arena."
"What competition arena?" Zhou Fan asked with a frown.
Chen Jiudian explained: "It's the arena that I prepared for the competition. It's in the city, not far from here, and you can get there in a while."
Zhou Fan's face was slightly condensed, and he said in a cold voice: "Leader Chen, are you kidding me? What kind of arena can accommodate the two of us fighting with all our strength? Don't destroy the whole city and the people in the city. It's better to go out into the wild."
Chen Jiudian smiled and said, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Zhou, that arena has been reinforced with special formations, and there are also our Qianzong City's large formations defending from the outermost periphery. I believe that as long as Fellow Daoist Zhou didn't intentionally attack the formations of the arena, it wouldn't be like this." easily damaged."
"Why so much trouble? Wouldn't it be better for us to go outside, there is more space outside." Zhou Fan pretended to be puzzled.
"This Fellow Daoist Zhou was not requested by our leader, but by the few of us." A monk in the room said slowly, "We cannot allow the leader to fight outside with someone we just met."
"Zhou Daoyou." Chen Jiudian answered at the right time: "I'm really sorry, as the leader of the Thousand Sects, sometimes I can't help myself. If you feel uncomfortable in the ring, you might as well forget it."
Zhou Fan quickly glanced at everyone in the room, he said with a smile: "It's definitely going to be hit, and it doesn't matter where you hit me. If any damage is really caused, it's your Qian Zongmeng who will lose anyway."
Chen Jiudian's heart sank a little. He didn't expect that Zhou Fan would agree to such harsh conditions so quickly. Isn't he afraid that if he loses, he won't be able to leave Qianzong City alive?
Or is he really so confident that he is not afraid of their Qianzongmeng, so he dared to compete with their leader in Qianzongmeng.
If this is the case, then this matter will be even more difficult, but the matter has come to this point, Chen Jiudian can't say anything more, he had prepared a series of countermeasures that Zhou Fan refused to agree to, but now they are useless.