National Luck: Playing the Sword of Heaven and Earth at the beginning

Chen Fan did not expect to meet Wang Quan Molu under such circumstances.

Moreover, looking at the appearance, it is obviously the old version of the masked sword fairy.

The Forbidden Land System is still shameless, stealing people's image, and even changing people's names?

Fortunately, this image is not the senile image before death.

From his face, one can still vaguely see the demeanor of the Sword Immortal when he was young.

Wang Quan Molu held a jug of wine, took a sip, and looked up at the moon.

The moon is not round, Wang Quan Molu sighed.

Chen Fan looked at Wang Quan Molu with serious eyes.

King Quan is stranger, very strong.

So strong that even if he breaks the seal, he might not be the opponent of Wang Quan Molu.

According to Chen Fan's information, Wang Quan Molu has reached rank six and has a combat power of over [-].

This is the strongest NPC Chen Fan has ever seen.

"Couldn't he be the incarnation of some god?"

Chen Fan looked at Wang Quan Molu and guessed in his heart.

But the next moment, he shook his head again.

It doesn't feel like it.

Whether it's the former Demon Respect Building or the Magister Green, the battle strength is more than [-].

They gave Chen Fan a very strong feeling.

Not only the strength in combat power, but also the strength of mind.

You can see it in their eyes and eyes.

If one only guesses the incarnation of the gods based on the evaluation of combat power, then there are too many suspicious people.

Whether it's Wang Quanjing or Wang Quanyi, their combat strength is over ten thousand.

But in them, there is no such godly temperament.

And the King Quan Molu in front of him has even higher combat power, already exceeding [-].

Although Chen Fan immediately thought of the incarnation of the gods, he immediately denied it.

Not like.

Wang Quan Molu at this moment is more like an ordinary person.

Well, it's different from ordinary people.

Judging by his lonely appearance, he should still be a sad person.

Perhaps, the rule system arranged for him an unpleasant story background.

After all, his prototype, the ending feels a bit miserable.

Wang Quan Molu was still holding the jug, looking at the moon and drinking wine.

Chen Fan didn't know how to talk to her, so he just looked at him.

After a while, the pot of wine was exhausted.

Chen Fan's heart moved, he took out a jug of wine from the system backpack, and threw it towards Wang Quan Molu.

Wang Quan Molu took the jug, took a sip, and finally turned his attention to Chen Fan.

"Give your secret technique to King Quan Villa, do you feel it's a loss?"

Chen Fan was taken aback, and said, "It shouldn't be a loss, right?"

It turned out that Wang Quan Molu had noticed the conversation between Wang Quanyi and Chen Fan.

Wang Quan Molu said: "Although the secret books on the third floor of the inheritance building are all high-quality goods, they are only for relatively common secret methods."

"Compared to your secret method, even if it is the sum of the three parts, it can't compare."

Chen Fan was stunned, Wang Quan Molu was trying to tear down his family?

Did Wang Quanyi play a trick on himself?

After a moment of silence, Chen Fan asked, "Then what do you think?"

Wang Quan Molu didn't answer, but asked instead: "Young man, what is your ultimate goal of cultivation?"

Chen Fan thought for a while and said, "Longevity?"

Wang Quan Molu took a big sip and said, "Longevity, hehe."

Chen Fan frowned and said, "I feel like you don't respect my ideals."

Wang Quan Molu looked at the moon and said, "Where can there be real longevity."

Chen Fan thought about the prototype Tiandi Yijian, so he asked, "Do you know the realm of cultivating immortals?"

Wang Quan Molu said: "I am already practicing Xu, but one day, sooner or later, I will also disappear."

Chen Fan asked: "Isn't it possible to live forever with spiritual power by practicing the virtual realm?"

Wang Quan Molu said: "There is always a calamity that cannot be overcome."

Chen Fan was very concerned about this issue, so he asked, "What catastrophe?"

Thunder robbery?Fire disaster?Yinfengjie?
Wang Quan Molu said: "The Red Dust Tribulation."

Chen Fan:? ? ?
"what does it mean?"

Wang Quan Molu didn't speak, but just looked up at the sky.

Chen Fan was speechless, and said, "If you think I've lost money, you can compensate me a little bit."

Swish!
A ray of light flew out from Wang Quan Molu's hand and shot at Chen Fan, who quickly connected.

It is a piece of jade.

The spiritual consciousness went deep into it, and Chen Fan discovered the contents inside.

It's a map, a huge map.

Chen Fan didn't know if this was a map of the entire God's Chosen Land, but the map depicted was at least dozens or even a hundred times larger than the area where Shushan was located.

"This is what I drew during my early travels. It should be helpful to you in the future."

Chen Fan put away the jade piece and said thank you.

This thing really works for him.

Because of this forbidden land system, it really does not give a map.

This compensates well.

Wang Quan Molu was still holding the flagon, looking at the moon.

Seeing the loneliness in his eyes, Chen Fan always felt that he was a person with a story.

Well, a person whose stories are arranged by the rule system.

"Is there any overlap?"

"Let me try it."

With a thought, Chen Fan took out the smiling face mask from the system backpack.

Wang Quan Molu seemed to have sensed something, and his eyes finally moved away from the moon and turned to the mask.

"This mask..."

Looking at Wang Quan Molu's eyes gradually filled with tears, Chen Fan's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, there is a story.

Chen Fan asked, "Do you still recognize this mask?"

After Chen Fan asked this, he looked at Chen Fan in a daze: "Your surname is Chen...your surname is Chen..."

Chen Fan: ...

Don't tell me this background story has something to do with me, hey!
In the mask group, there is no one surnamed Chen!

Looking at the tears in Wang Quan Molu's eyes, Chen Fan's goosebumps rose.

"Can...can you tell me your story?"

Wang Quan Molu looked into the distance: "There is no story, it's just absurd."

Chen Fan:? ? ?
"Where did you get this mask?"

Chen Fan thought for a while and said, "Heirloom."

"The ancestral... surname is Chen... your surname is Chen..."

Chen Fan: ...

So what's up with the masked balls in the Chosen Land?

Chen Fan said: "My parents asked me to find the truth behind this mask. Is it related to you?"

Wang Quan Molu glanced at Chen Fan, then continued to look at the moon:
"You just said that your ideal is longevity."

"In this world, there is really immortality."

Chen Fan asked, "What is it?"

Wang Quan Molu said, "It's a god."

Chen Fan: ...

So, does this get back to the topic of gods?

This should be a different story from the masked group's pursuit of the truth, right?
He looked at the mask in his hand and asked, "What does this god have to do with this mask?"

Wang Quan Molu said: "Practitioners live in the realm of practicing emptiness, but I know that is not the case."

"After practicing emptiness, there will be calamity, first thunder, then fire, then dark wind."

"I once cut through the thunder clouds with a single sword, extinguished the heart fire with my heart sword, and stood firm in the dark wind with my kingly sword."

"But behind the thundercloud, I once saw the stars and the sky eyes. The heart sword traced the source of the heart fire, and I saw the fire seed ghost fairy at a glance."

"I walked in the dark wind with the sword of kingship, and at the end, I saw the old woman who released the wind."

"It turns out that the source of this catastrophe is people."

"Or, it's God."

Chen Fan scratched his head, feeling that the plot was slightly familiar.

Wang Quan Molu continued: "Later, I learned about the Heaven Realm, which is the abode of the gods."

"Heaven, outside of this world, it is said that without God's permission, other people cannot enter at all."

"But I don't believe it."

"In those years, I formed a mask group with some of my best friends and wanted to find the location of the heavenly realm."

"I believe that if you find the heaven, you will find the source of the calamity and the essence of longevity."

"Kung fu pays off, we found it."