After rebirth, the little master uncle engages in introversion in the world of cultivating immortals

"Let's all disperse too." An Ran waved her hands and dispersed.

The twentieth-level divine eyes are not as easy to use as Fenghou's handprint. Only 50 years later, Yin'er took away all the remaining void bracelets, and she also extravagantly started to practice with Jedi. There is no way, Yin'er's original words are: "Mother, Jedi In order to be cautious and independent, it can only be given as a gift between husband and wife, if you give it indiscriminately, you will inherit the cause and effect." What is the gift?How dare you give it away!

The quick-touch of Jedi refining in a storage bag dissipates on its own, and it only takes 40 years for the soul training technique to soar to the [-]th rank of the third-rank Ziwei star.

In the last ten years, all of them returned exhausted, "My lady, I am so hungry for my husband," Gu Shangxian opened his mouth, An Ran directly opened fire.Yin'er picked up a shocking medicine cauldron, a cauldron can be eaten for a hundred days, and it takes 10 years for each person to stop.

"Lady, is there any fairy wine left? I drank it too hungry." Yan Jingxuan smacked his lips.

"Yes" five thousand fairy pots per person.

"Lady, let's make some fish"

"My lady, let's make some more fairy blood."

"..."

Liu Dong realized in an instant that the lady was there to manage food and wine for Shenshi, and thinking about other things was just overthinking.

There were so many vitality fruits, An Ran also made wine for all of them, but she was so energetic, she took a sip by herself and slept for three days.

18 pots... reckless.

Even Yan Jingxuan couldn't take it anymore, he just drank a cup and cried for three days hugging An Ran who was asleep.

The other two were quiet and only slept, Yan Di was really drunk.

"Mother, you give more to Father Yan, his depression is gone after crying, father is too bitter." Yin'er looked distressed.

"Okay." Each person is only given one pot, and Yan Jingxuan has a thousand pots.The three of them did nothing for the last year. Apart from eating and drinking every day, they just looked around in the Shalou.

When it was time to open the secret realm, Liu Dong's breath went straight into the Tianyu Hall, "Thousand King Liu Dong reported." The three of An Ran were stunned in the Shalou, looked at each other and shook their heads.

"The King of Thousands, Tianyu suffered a heavy loss in the Secret Realm of the Love Tomb, and the first thousand teams have been dispatched. The Supreme Dulong is here, quickly enter the secret room?" A voice rang out.

"The disciple is here" An Ran quickly flew into the secret room, followed by Yan Jingxuan and Gu Shangxian.

The three "Honorable Ones" hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"Record the signpost and set off quickly. The three of you form a team and do your best to search and rescue the disciples of the Fu Mo Sect." A divine cabinet appeared in front of you.

Carefully write down the road signs with Yin'er, roll up the cabinet and disappear in an instant.

"My lady... How many people from Fumozong are trapped?" Yan Jingxuan panicked.

"Only the four of us are outside." An Ran carefully sensed the soul power and frowned, "I can't sense anything"

"They covered the eyes of the sky with the astrolabe." Gu Shangxian calculated carefully and broke out in cold sweat.

"Who gave the love token this time?" An Ran's face turned pale.

"Brother gave it to him, he brought a lair of a young demon disciple." Yan Jingxuan glanced at An Ran.

It's over, the eldest brother has been used again, I'm afraid this time it will be more or less auspicious.

With the assistance of Yin'er and the eight green men, he rushed into the secret realm of the love tomb in just a quarter of an hour.

Sensing master's original power carefully with soul power, An Ran burst into tears, and directly directed her breath to the green man. Three days later, the eight green men found a few strands of Shi Hongyi's remnant souls in a strangulation formation, and An Ran went crazy In the same way, he released overwhelming soul power, searched for all the souls of the master for ten days, put the soul gathering disk into the holy light, and let Yin'er guard it all the way.

Then came the two fathers...

After wandering around the secret realm for ten years, Gu Shangxian and Yan Jingxuan guarded every step of the way, never leaving each other. The lady found one and they tried their best to find one. Finally, they found all the souls of the 96 people, and the rest disappeared without a trace.

There are hundreds of people in Fu Mozong, like a terrible curse, after going around for so many years, there are still hundreds of people.

"Lady, where are we going?" Gu Shangxian glanced at the flight route of the lady.

"Going to Shiwan Dashan, Liu Dong found a hundred tokens and took them to fight for time." An Ran glanced at the two of them, "He told me in the secret language of heaven and earth."

"Okay." The two nodded.

What secret realm is no longer important, time is the only thing.

Once the Shenlou entered for 500 million years, all the fruit of the three people was only enough to cultivate a chaotic vein, and all the people entered the ghost way to cast the divine vein, and they were close to death.

"Mother, they are too weak, let them cultivate in the vitality wine." Yin'er glanced at the four of them, "Father and mother also enter."

"Good" is blessed by the holy light above, and the vitality wine below becomes a lake into a sea. Once a hundred people of the Fu Mo Sect enter the wine, it will be 400 million years.

The Chushen Tower only prints that nine of them and a few magic weapons have been released, and the remaining hundred people have practiced for a hundred years.

"Apprentice, don't worry, your master's promotion to the Palace of the Underworld is extremely fast." Shi Hongyi rejoiced in pain, "So are your two fathers".

"...Okay" An Ran's voice choked.

The most depressing one is the elder brother, he does not say a word other than cultivation, and no one blames him, he has the desire to die.

"Brother" An Ran called Wei Ran out with a divine intent.

"Little sister" Wei Ran nodded.

"Back when I was in a catastrophe, my brother gave up his hundred years of life. I abolished my skills three times and five times to practice again. Have you ever given up on me?" An Ran stretched out her arms and hugged him.

"Little sister, brother is guilty." Wei Ran's voice choked up.

"I'm more guilty, but do I know? How do I know that Han Qing and Ma Ming are clones? I tried my best to save them one by one, and then watched them harm good people." An Ran's heart ached. "The bad guy gave us a sword in the heart, and we have to stab ourselves twice, why?"

"Little sister" Wei Ran burst into tears, feeling aggrieved and annoyed, this crying dissipated a lot, Yan Jingxuan quickly handed over a glass of vitality wine, and the two cried together for a month.

Liu Dong and Gu Shangxian were the best companions, neither of them said much, they just accompanied them silently.An Ran simply released a pot by himself, and spent the last two years completely surrounded by magic sounds.

The depression of Jing Ran was unexpected to An Ran, if the head of the dignified sect was depressed, the sect would be abolished.

Dulong's own team consisted of 20 people. On the last day, they were divided into two groups, took out two scrolls, and swept them all into the scrolls.

After leaving the secret realm, Liu Dong squatted directly at the auction house in the middle realm of the fairy world. Three months later, everyone entered the secret realm again.

A pot of fairy wine, ten years of magic sounds, An Ran was embraced by Jing Ran for ten years, and once she woke up, her heart was wide open, and she returned to normal.

After 500 million years of practicing soul forging, all the ecstasy towers were driven out to hunt for treasures, and they continued to practice by themselves.

The devouring and feeding back of Shenxiao and Mei Huatian made Anran's soul forging technique advance to the [-]th rank of the sixth-rank Ziwei star, the eighth rank of Huangquan Temple, the second-rank Ziwei star and the third-rank, and the Jedi has entered the second-rank Ziwei star.

In a hundred years, when Liu Dong brought everyone back to Tianyu, it was enough.

As soon as Chen Mo came out of Fumo Sect, the only survivor of the entire sect, An Ran hugged Chen Mo and cried for a day. It was too difficult, but luckily you are alive.

"Sister, I didn't dare to enter." Chen Mo's voice choked up.

"My sister didn't enter, and my sister didn't dare." An Ran pulled Chen Mo, and gave Chen Mo all his private possessions. This was the only variable in Fu Mozong, and he must be made stronger.