My Master Keeps on Breaking Through on the Verge of Death

Muyuan Immortal Realm, outside the giant lake of Yinlingmen.

"Brother, you really want to keep your sect closed and preach for a thousand years, can you stand it?" The white-haired old man said with some distress.

There is a wooden building boat on the huge lake. Xu Fan and his big brother are enjoying the scenery and drinking by the lake.

"Don't worry, bro, you should know that there is no problem seeing my body can come out to greet me. It's just a trifle to preach for a thousand years." Xu Fan said with a smile.

"This time my brother is here to tell you about a major event in the Muyuan Immortal Realm." The white-haired old man said mysteriously.

"What's the big deal? Could it be the return of the other two giants of our Muyuan Immortal Human Race?" Xu Fan asked curiously.

"That's not true. The news of one death and one injury is true. This can be seen from the attitudes of the major races in the Muyuan Immortal Realm." The white-haired old man shook his head and said.

"What's that?" Xu Fan became more curious.

"My brother's talent must have been promoted from the Mahayana period to the high realm to the quasi-immortal."

"Then you should have come into contact with that side's will of heaven when you were in the middle thousand world."

"To put it simply, three out of ten of the wills of the Heavenly Dao in Muyuan Immortal Realm are biased towards the human race."

"Now he realizes that the human race is in danger of annihilation, so he helped." The white-haired old man said with a smile.

"Then what? Did random luck deepen into a cultivator who was absolutely gifted, and let him save the war situation that the human race will face in the future."

"As expected of my brother, you guessed it right. Originally, it was the child of destiny with random aptitudes for the part of the Heavenly Dao aptitude that favored the human race in the Muyuan Immortal Realm."

"But I don't think so, Tian Dao Y's will nodded and let the cultivator directly ride the wind, breaking the cocoon and turning into a dragon." The white-haired old man said with a smile, and then told Xu Fan an advanced news.

"A former chief of the Wansheng Xianmen, after breaking through to Jinxian, he traveled to the surrounding fairyland, and then entered a top-secret ancient land of inheritance in the star field."

"In it, I learned the ancient swordsmanship. As soon as I returned recently, I was deepened by the will of heaven, and I directly used the ancient swordsmanship to cultivate to the peak of Jinxian."

"Then he was sent to the front line of the border between the human race and the demon race, and used the power of the Golden Immortal to slay the two demon race Daluo saints."

"If there is no accident, the Jinxian who has been deepened by luck is estimated to be able to advance to the Daluo Saint in a few thousand years, and the combat power will be comparable to that of Daluo."

"At that time, our human race will have the combat power above the three big Luos, and the human race can take advantage of the situation to expand."

"The human race will usher in a great development."

"My brother's sect doesn't need to be messed around." The white-haired old man was extremely excited. After all, the more stable the immortal world, the better it would be for him to deal with the catastrophe in the future.

"It's amazing to kill two big Luos in a row in the Golden Immortal Realm." Xu Fan praised.

There is a common sense in the leapfrog battle in the fairy world, that is, the higher the realm, the more difficult the leapfrog battle.

The top one is the Jinxian leapfrog battle against Daluo.

"This time, Wansheng Xianmen can be regarded as the first immortal sect in Muyuan Xianjie." The white-haired old man said.

"The human race has produced such a man of destiny who integrates destiny and talent. The other major races will generally stop, and it will not be too much."

"After a while, the frontier region of the human race will stabilize. After all, no one family is willing to be the stepping stone for the rise of this man of destiny."

At this time, Xu Fan asked with some doubts: "Will those existences above those aliens be able to take action?"

"Based on the lessons of history, they won't."

"The existence above the big Luos like them is almost eternity."

"In this long period of time, they only need to ensure that their own race is not exterminated."

"As long as they are there, fortune will always rise." There was a trace of vicissitudes in the eyes of the white-haired old man.

"I understand." Xu Fan nodded and said.

It's like that saying, I'd rather do nothing than make a mistake.

"By the way, what's that person's name?" Xu Fan asked casually.

"Dao name: Tongtian."

Xu Fan sucked in a breath of cold air, and dared to call this name, it is also a feat to be able to practice until Jinxian is immortal.

"Then does he have senior brothers named Yuanshi and Taishang?" Xu Fan asked gossip.

"Don't be kidding, brother, who dares to call this kind of dao, isn't this courting death!"

"That Jinxian dared to claim to be Tongtian, but he was recognized as the master by the acquired spirit treasure with a Tongtian sword when he was a child."

"Fate dictates, that's why I dare to call it Tongtian." The white-haired old man said as if his brother was not joking.

Hearing this, Xu Fan suddenly thought of his Taoist name.

"Brother, do you know what my Taoist name is?" Xu Fan asked with a smile.

"Brother's future prospects are limitless, any name can be suppressed." The white-haired old man said with a smile, raising a glass to drink with Xu Fan.

"My Dao name is: Wan Dao." Xu Fan said softly.

The hand of the white-haired old man toasting the glass suddenly trembled, and with an anxious look on his face, he persuaded: "Brother, don't call this Taoist name first!"

"In the past, there were several monks who were absolutely in the sky who took this title, but none of them died well."

"My own Dao name is implicated in the cause and effect of the future, otherwise my brother will change his name." The white-haired old man persuaded.

"Don't worry, brother, I can hold this Dao name." Xu Fan waved his hand and said indifferently.

His talent is absolutely unparalleled, and all the avenues are accessible at one point. Is it too much to call Wandao just for this qualification?

Hearing the little brother's words, the white-haired old man thought for a while, and then took out the Temple of Time.

"Brother, do you believe my brother?" The white-haired old man looked at Xu Fan and said.

"What's wrong?" Xu Fan looked at the Hall of Time, the Innate Treasure in the hands of the white-haired old man.

"I want to leave a brother's time clone in the Temple of Time." The white-haired old man said, he was afraid that one day his good brother really fell and could be resurrected.

"Brother, isn't this time avatar the only one who can store it in the Temple of Time?" Xu Fan asked curiously.

"Yes, but after all, it is an innate treasure. Paying a little more is not a problem to add a time avatar slot." The white-haired old man said easily.

"Isn't there a branch of the long river of time? Why do you need to store the time clone?" Xu Fan asked curiously.

"The branch of the long river can only be resurrected in general, but if it is targeted by the Daluo saint, it will not be able to be resurrected from the long time and branch." The white-haired old man explained.

"As for being so cautious?" Xu Fan asked.

"As for my brother's life and death, it's more important than me and my few incompetent disciples."

"If the Temple of Time hadn't recognized the master and couldn't share it with my brother, I really wanted to give you this stuff too." The white-haired old man said with sincerity.

"Brother, don't worry, no matter what kind of festival is in the future, I will block it for you." Xu Fan said a little moved, and he couldn't help feeling that this old man is really a real person.